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Chapter 507: Divine Sense

Only the Lord of Jueqing Valley was happy that Lan Feng could have such a treasure, but she was still worried that Lan Feng had not come out of the treasure before she entered the treasure cauldron.

But the grandma patted her twice, which made the peerless beauty, the master of Jueqing Valley, smile slightly on her face.

"Boom..."

Bai Zhiyuan and Zhang Jiehu saw that the Xuanyin Demon Shadow condensed from the Xuanyin Formation of the Nine Heavens Seal cannot control the treasure tripod, but instead shook the Xuanyin Demon Shadow condensed repeatedly.

They knew that it would be useless to use the Jiutiandu seal Xuanyin formation again, so they put away the formation and sent the gate-ghost Ghost Sect to come.

"Twelve Capitals Godly Forecast"

This formation has always been very famous among the five major sects of the ten Taoist sects. The Netherworld Ghost Sect once relied on the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation to establish Ruoda's sects.

However, it takes twelve Du Tian Shen Evil Formation to create the twelve Du Tian Shen Evil Formation to create the Wuque Formation.

In the branch of the Netherworld Ghost Sect in Yujing City, there are only six Dutian Divine Evil Flags, or the Netherworld Ghost Sect may set up the twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation with the Netherworld Ghost Sect at this time.

Two years ago, Lan Feng suddenly appeared and killed a disciple of the Netherworld Ghost Sect named Mo Yundong in front of Zhoulu Academy, and took away a Dutian God Evil Flag. After these twelve Dutian God Evil Formation

It is incomplete. "Design the formation." Bai Zhiyuan stood in the air, waved his big hand, and the demonic light surged in front of him, and the six gods of Dutian were exposed in the rolling demonic energy.

Zhang Jiehu looked at him and showed a solemn look on his face. They all felt that if they did not kill Lan Feng, they would have endless troubles in the future.

Zhang Jiehu stood in front of Bai Zhiyuan and helped Bai Zhiyuan to urge the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation.

“Woo woo…”

The Twelve Du Tian Shen Evil Formation, if you lack six Du Tian Shen Evil Flags, you can only create a broken formation. Such a broken formation is not as powerful as one-tenth of the Wuque Formation.

But using such a large array to deal with a supreme strong man is more than enough to do it. If the Wuque Twelve Capital Heavenly Divine Evil Formation will really destroy the world.

One of the twelve capitals god formations was made, and Zhou Tian became gloomy and demonic energy soared into the sky. A group of hideous demons and ghosts condensed in the formation, and the "buzz..." Xiang Baoding pounced on him.

Kill it up.

"Boom..."

At this moment, the treasure tripod suddenly rotated, and waves appeared. The waves were heart-wrenching, knocking away countless demons and ghosts, unable to get close to them. Bai Zhiyuan, who was in charge of the Twelve Dutian Gods Forefather, saw this.

He snorted coldly and pointed at the eye of the formation. Suddenly, the wind blew heavily in the formation. Six Dutian God Evil Flags shook violently. One of the Dutian God Evil Flags, with a whoosh, pounced on the treasure tripod.

But with a loud "dong" sound, Dutian Shenxian Flag hit the treasure tripod, causing the treasure tripod to shake. However, the Dutian Shenxian Flag was not very strong in its single strength. It was still shocked by the treasure tripod.

Bai Zhiyuan looked at it and his face suddenly became gloomy. He pointed to his mouth and sprinkled blood into the eyes of the formation. Then the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation became even more violent, and ghosts cried and wolves howled.

"It is worthy of being the gate-government formation. Its power is indeed as great as the sky. It is even a broken formation that cannot be faced by one or two supreme masters. It seems that Lan Feng, the youngest supreme master in history, is going to be bloody here.

.”

When the supreme emperors of other sects saw that the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation was urged by Bai Zhiyuan and the others to urge them to come out. They shook out such power and thought so.

The Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation was led by Bai Zhiyuan with blood. Its power was increased again, and countless demons and ghosts condensed again.

"Go." Bai Zhiyuan pointed at the point in the formation's eyes again. The six Dutian God Evil Flags shook again. This time, three Dutian God Evil Flags were rushing away, entangled among countless demons and ghosts, Xiang Bao

The tripod culled over.

"Dongdong..."

The treasure tripod had nowhere to escape, and was hit by the three Dutian God Evil Flags. After the treasure tripod resisted the three bombardments, the treasure tripod shook a few times, and the light dimmed, and the ancient tripod also slowly shrank.

, obviously unable to defeat the power of the Twelve Du Tian Shen Yao Formation.

"Haha..." Bai Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing wildly when he looked at this. He tried his best to control the Dutian God Evil Flag and bombarded the treasure tripod.

He was extremely convinced that as long as he relied on the Dutian God Evil to bombard him a few more times, he could shake Lan Feng who entered the cauldron and snatch the other party's ancient cauldron for his own use.

He was extremely eager to obtain the power of the ancient tripod. This treasure tripod is undoubtedly a heavy treasure, which is inferior to Mount Sutuo or even the ninth-level golden bridge.

No one can preside over the treasure tripod, relying solely on its own protection, it can receive the bombardment of the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation one after another. If it appears in your hands, what a terrible power would it be?

The more Bai Zhiyuan thought about it, the more excited he became. He felt magnificent. Zhang Jiehu frowned and said, "Brother Bai, it is important to kill Lan Feng as soon as possible. Don't wait for him to stabilize the foundation and come out of the treasure cauldron.

That would be no beauty.”

"I know, you only need to assist me in presiding the Twelve Dutian God Evil Formation. The benefits of killing this son are obtained. Except for the internal and external orders of the ninth-level Golden Bridge clan, we can divide the others equally, but I am sure to get this treasure tripod.

.”Bai Zhiyuan was a little unhappy when he was disturbed by Zhang Jiehu, but he knew that this was not the time to coax Zhang Jiehu, so he used the treasure to seduce Zhang Jiehu.

"It's natural." Zhang Jiehu said calmly. As for what he, the gloomy supreme, was thinking in his heart, no one knew.

"Boom..."

The ancient tripod was bombarded again, and finally could not bear the pressure. It quickly shrank down and formed an ancient treasure tripod, quietly floating in the void, without any strange light entangled in the body of the tripod.

"Where is the reason for invincibility under the magic formation in our gate?" Bai Zhiyuan saw this and looked a little satisfied with his face, and took back the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation.

Although the power of the Twelve Du Tian Divine Evil Formation is great, its spiritual power is also extremely huge. This time, Bai Zhiyuan almost exhausted most of his spiritual power.

At this time, he thought that he had killed Lan Feng in the cauldron and would not be exhausted to support the Twelve Du Tian Divine Evil Formation.

Furthermore, he has always been on guard against his junior brother Zhang Jiehu. He knows this person too much and specializes in doing things behind the scenes. He has to be on guard against it.

After scattering the Twelve Dutian Divine Evil Formation, Bai Zhiyuan stretched forward and grabbed it. The demonic energy rolled in the air, gathering and condensing into a pair of giant hands, and grabbed it down at the ancient tripod with a whoosh.

"Dongdong..."

The giant hand grabbed Gu Dingding's ear with one hand. At this time, the ancient divine suddenly trembled, shocking Bai Zhiyuan's giant hand back.

"Just just a dead thing, suppress it." Bai Zhiyuan looked here and snorted coldly, his big hand kept wiggling in front of his chest, forming a complex handprint, and hitting the ancient tripod in the air.

"Haha...haha..."

A low laugh suddenly came from the ancient cauldron. The laughter seemed to come from a distant place. After a while, the laughter fell into the ears of the supremes.

"Brother Bai, don't be careless. Lan Feng is not dead yet and will come out of the cauldron. We will quickly urge the Twelve Du Tian Shen Yao Formation to be released. It's too late." Zhang Jiehu shouted anxiously.

"Damn it." Bai Zhiyuan cursed inwardly, waved his big hand, and took out six Dutian God Evil Flags again.

"You have to die, die..." A voice like a death talisman was heard, and then the ancient tripod roared "dongdong" and the ancient tripod rose in the air and swelled in the air. The body of the tripod had a strange light.

rise.

At this moment, a blood light rose into the sky from the cauldron, and swirled in the air, revealing the cold appearance of Lan Feng's silver silk and white hair floating.

"At this time, don't you think it's too late to set up the magic circle?" Lan Feng bowed his head like a little ridiculous and looked down at the two supreme emperors of Bai Zhi and Zhang Jiehu.

After killing this generation of demon emperor in the treasure tripod and devouring his soul, Lan Feng's strength has been improved again. With just one step, he can enter the supreme realm of the Great Supreme Realm, and because of the devouring of the Demon Emperor of the Blood Sea

Soul, Lanfeng once again solidified his divine thoughts.

The divine mind is so powerful that it is very divine. Generally, martial artists can only touch it when they reach the peak supreme realm. The solidified powerful divine mind power conflicts with the Heavenly King realm.


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