"Among the three of them, there is such a master of formation?"
Beidou stood alone among the mountains and forests, muttering to himself, "It's getting more and more interesting."
He took a few steps seemingly casually, and then stopped quickly. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he showed a bewildered smile: "It is indeed the illusion formation of that era. Even the Seven-Star Saint can't see me, so that's great."
As he spoke, his originally dark and bright pupils suddenly shone with golden light.
Eyes of God!
That is the brilliant light that can only be possessed by "Dark Seven Stars" Tianxuan.
However, at this moment, Beidou's pupils were even brighter and more shining than Tianxuan.
It was as if the gods above the nine heavens were looking at all living beings and all kinds of conditions in the world through his eyes.
Perhaps, this is the original appearance of the Eye of God.
Under the gaze of these eyes, any illusion will be restored to its original state, and any secret will be hidden.
"Got you!"
Beidou's eyes swept around randomly, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared beside an inconspicuous tree.
No one could see how he moved, but a smooth and crystal clear spiritual crystal core appeared in his hand.
"This little guy actually carries a spiritual crystal core with him." The surprise in Beidou's eyes flashed away, and he murmured to himself, "I am becoming more and more interested in him."
As the spiritual crystal core was taken out, the surrounding scene gradually began to change, and his pupils returned to black again, without any characteristics of the pupil of God.
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Zhong Wen talked hard and almost exhausted his words before finally getting Lin Zhiyun to reluctantly accept his "negligence". However, judging from the beautiful and unparalleled face of the palace owner's sister, one could still read a somewhat doubtful look.
He raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and was about to tell the two girls about the next battle plan when his expression suddenly changed and he turned around sharply.
The sight in front of him made his face turn pale, his back felt chilly, and he broke into a cold sweat.
The "Bagua Hidden Dragon Formation" that I spent dozens of spiritual crystal cores and worked so hard to arrange has disappeared.
A gust of wind blew past, blowing away most of the white fog that obscured the eyes, revealing a dozen figures not far away.
Seven Star Saint, Emperor Li Tian, Shen Wei, Feng Qingyu, Beidou...
Recognizing the faces in front of him, Zhong Wen felt his scalp numb, and he was puzzled as to why the formation was broken.
The dozens of eyes on the opposite side were cast on Zhong Wen and others, and the emotions contained in them were all different. The only thing they had in common was a strong murderous intention.
In order to teach the two girls the eye skills, Zhong Wen had not yet had time to use the Xuantian Mirror to refine the Mad Scorpion, so behind Beidou, many people had seen the old man's body lying at his feet.
"Crazy Scorpion!"
A petite little girl, carrying a huge bundle on her back, who seemed to be only eleven or twelve years old, had an angry look on her face and a cry of mourning from her mouth. It was obvious that she had a very close relationship with Mad Scorpion.
Along with her scream, the package behind her suddenly spread apart, and black metal balls flew out from it, floating in the sky above the little girl's head.
"kill him!"
The little girl's eyes were red, her face full of resentment, and she spat out three words viciously.
The metal balls in the sky seemed to have received instructions, and actually changed their shapes one after another, turning into black and shiny spikes. The spiritual power was wrapped around their bodies, and with the sound of piercing the air, they "swish, swish" and came straight towards Zhong Wen.
The speed is so fast and the power is so powerful, it has reached an incredible level.
Another person with a special physique!
Zhong Wen instantly saw that the little girl's flying stabbing technique was not a pure spiritual skill, but most likely a special physique that could manipulate metal.
"Walk!"
Although the flying needle was powerful, it was not enough to pose a threat to Zhong Wen now. However, he still gave "Lucun" the escape order without hesitation.
The three most powerful men, Seven Star Saint, Li Tiandi and Shen Wei, as well as Feng Qingyu, whose cultivation level is almost as good as that of the Saint, are definitely not something he can compete with now. The white-haired young man Beidou is mysterious and unpredictable, which also gives him a
A feeling of being unable to see through.
In addition, the other dozen or so spiritual masters are not fuel-efficient lamps. There is no comparison in strength between the two sides. How can Zhong Wen dare to confront so many enemies head-on? There is only one thought in his mind, which is the thirty-six strategies.
Best policy.
However, before "Lucun" could activate the power of space, a blue light flashed in the sky, and the graceful figure of Feng Qingyu appeared.
I saw this graceful saint from the "Dark Temple" shining with three colors of silver, aqua blue and bright red. She clenched her snow-white catkins into a fist and punched "Lucun" fiercely.
Wherever he passed, the surrounding space crackled loudly, as if it had been shattered.
not good!
Zhong Wen was shocked, knowing that the other party had seen through his idea. Feng Qingyu attacked "Lucun" as soon as he came up, precisely to prevent him from using the power of space to prevent the three of him from teleporting away.
He was about to lend a helping hand to "Zhongwen No. 2", but suddenly he felt stagnant all over his body, as if his hands and feet were tied up by an invisible force, and he could not move for an instant.
"Your opponent is me!"
An old and loud voice came to my ears.
Emperor Li Tiandi, the master of the second hall of the "Dark Temple", appeared beside him at some point. The black spiritual fire turned into a sharp sword in his palm and stabbed him in the chest mercilessly.
"drink!"
Zhong Wen shouted loudly, and the muscles all over his body bulged rapidly, making the coat made of golden silk bulge, and his whole body swelled.
Real dragon energy that breaks the realm!
The moment he transformed into a muscular man, the invisible force disappeared instantly, and Zhong Wen regained his ability to move again.
The dragon shadow hovered under his feet, and instantly appeared behind Emperor Li Tian, with purple energy lingering all over his body. A blue-gray long sword appeared in his palm, and the blade shone with aura, converging into a bit of mysterious white light, and went straight to the back of the second hall master.
Flying fairy from heaven!
One sword cuts off life and death, one sword enters reincarnation!
"Good swordsmanship!"
Emperor Li Tiandi exclaimed in amazement, his whole body burst into flames, and his aura surged. Without even looking, he struck out with a sword in his backhand, and the spiritual flame blade actually collided with the Thousand Killing Sword without any deviation.
The two swords clashed without making any sound. Only dazzling light shone in all directions, forcing everyone around them to close their eyes and unable to see.
The strong light dissipated, and the two men flew backwards under the terrifying force of the shock.
Considering that the change in personality may affect the retreat, Zhong Wen did not release his bastard spirit. However, the level of the "Flying Fairy"'s spiritual skills seemed to be slightly higher, so the two of them exchanged a move, and they were evenly matched.
"What a monster!" Emperor Li Tian's attack was frustrated, but he was not discouraged. Instead, he exclaimed, "If it weren't for our different stances, I would have made a good friendship with you!"
"You're not bad, you're much more upright than that Third Palace Master!" Zhong Wen grinned and replied with a like.
After several interactions, Zhong Wen got to know the three masters of the "Dark Temple" somewhat.
The master of the main hall, Mo Disheng, has a gloomy and resolute personality, is talented and strategic, and will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.
The master of the third palace, Shen Wei, has a bad character, is cruel and murderous, and is lustful as hell. He is an out-and-out scumbag.
Only the leader of the two halls, Emperor Li Tiandi, acted openly and aboveboard, with a strong yet gentle temper, and quite a bit of a heroic spirit, which was very incompatible with the overall style of the "Dark Temple".
"What a pity! What a pity!"
Emperor Li Tian felt sorry for the young hero in front of him from the bottom of his heart, "For the great cause of the temple, I have no choice but to ask you to sacrifice!"
After saying that, he shook the flame spirit sword in his hand and winked at the Seven Star Saint, Shen Wei and others behind him.
Go together!
While giving the attack signal, a look of shame appeared on his face unconsciously.
Bullying a junior by relying on his numerical advantage is completely contrary to his style of conduct.
For the glory of the "Dark Temple"!
Emperor Li Tian kept reciting these words in his heart, trying to dilute the guilt and confusion that came from his soul.
However, what happened next was far beyond his expectation.
I saw the two most powerful men in the world, Seven Star Saint and Shen Wei, turning into two flashes of light and rushing forward at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.
Green auras of light flowed and danced around the Seven-Star Saint, like elves in the forest, cute and naughty, gorgeous and beautiful.
But Shen Wei's surroundings seemed to be filled with an invisible sticky force. Whether it was the falling leaves or the flying birds, they seemed to be restrained by this force, and their movements became extremely slow, as if they were still. .
The two most powerful men actually released the unparalleled Saint Domain at the same time.
However, the target of their attack was not Zhong Wen, but another person behind him.