The high-level spiritual vein, including a ninth-level spiritual vein, dropped a bombshell among the crowd and exploded everyone.
It is a mountain that is millions of miles away from the Mythical City.
An old man in black was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain.
When the high-level spiritual vein appeared, the old man in black slowly opened his eyes, stared at the ninth-level spiritual vein, and a hint of joy flashed across, "I never thought, I really didn't expect that a myth city would use the high-level spiritual vein as the array eye. If I could grab this ninth-level spiritual vein and live for hundreds of thousands of years, it would no longer be a problem!"
The old man in black tore open the void and disappeared on the top of the mountain.
Mythic City is thousands of miles away.
The three old men who looked exactly the same also set their eyes on the higher-level spiritual veins.
"Brother, we're in the right place."
"I didn't expect that the rumors outside were true. This mythical building does have high-level spiritual veins, and it's also a ninth-level spiritual vein. It's not in vain that we broke through the barrier this time!"
"We will leave and save a lot of dreams when we have a long night and dreams!"
These three brothers also tore open the void.
These scenes are constantly appearing.
The scent of the high-level spiritual veins that reach their level can easily be felt. This is equivalent to a sun in the dark. It is as eye-catching as it is, and it is difficult to not be taken into account.
"Boom~~"
Outside the Mythic City!
A group of true disciples and saints joined forces to attack the eighteen pillars.
No matter how they take action, the formation is as stable as Mount Tai, with eighteen high-level spiritual veins swimming at will without being affected by them.
Each of their attacks can kill the middle-level scattered immortals and injure the high-level scattered immortals. Facing the eighteen pillars, they are helpless.
"This must be a level nine formation!"
The Saint Son of Blood Sea was proficient in formations. After a bombardment, he couldn't help but frown.
"How is the Nine-level formation possible!"
"The ninth-level formation, a first-grade sect, or a super force, can it have a formation. How can a myth city have it?"
As soon as the words of the Saint Son of Blood Sea came out, many people began to refute.
"I agree with the Saint Son of Blood Sea. If this is not a level nine formation, with our attack, even a level seven formation, we can break it in an instant!" Tian Jue Zhenren's face was solemn.
Each of them is a master of the sect. It is obviously not difficult for so many people to take action together to break a formation.
But now, they have enough incense sticks to make a move, and their true energy has been consumed a lot, and the formation has not moved at all. This is not a good phenomenon.
"Don't forget, it's not surprising that the formation auctioned by the Mythical Building is not surprising." Long Aotian suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "And, have you seen these eighteen pillars, if you guessed correctly, each represents a high-level spiritual vein. With the eighteen high-level spiritual veins as the array base array eye, unless the celestial immortal takes action, otherwise..."
There was no expression on Long Aotian's face, and he was shocked and cursed, "This damn Lin Fei, how could he have a level nine formation? Could it be that he got it from the secret library of Tianji? With this level nine formation, would he have to return empty-handed?"
This formation is no longer something they can blast away.
They came from all over the world and saw the high-level spiritual veins, but they asked themselves that they could not do it.
You must bring the high-level spiritual veins back.
"If we collectively attack one of the pillars, we don't believe that this formation cannot be broken!"
Everyone was actually unwilling to accept it.
When someone asked, they immediately attacked one of the pillars. Soon, they were depressed again, and the pillar was still motionless.
In this world, what is the most depressing thing is undoubtedly the thing in front of you.
The high-level spiritual veins are clearly visible, and the distance is only one step away, but this critical step is never taken. The saddest thing is this.
The true disciple and the holy son have lost one after another.
The people watching from all walks of life looked at each other.
A mythology building actually has a nine-level formation and uses eighteen high-level spiritual veins to set up the formation. Isn’t this mean that they are going to have a waste of time?
"Can't the level nine formation be broken?"
"I'm afraid the immortal will take action!"
"It's so domineering. No wonder Myth City is still so calm until now. It turns out that it has a nine-level formation, and it's really a luxury to use high-level spiritual veins to set up the formation!"
Many people began to sigh.
The Myth Tower, which was originally waiting to be slaughtered, suddenly showed its strong side, and it would not be possible not to be surprised.
"Lin Fei, come out for me."
The Sword Mad Son made a series of moves, but the formation could not be opened, and he was almost crazy. Lin Fei was even more difficult to deal with than he thought, but at the same time he wanted to capture the other party back.
High-level spiritual veins are used to set up formations, which is too luxurious.
The Sword Mad Saint Son stopped, and the rest of them also stopped.
"Why don't you guys continue to do it!"
A projection appeared above the cover, which was Lin Fei, with a smile.
For others, Lin Fei's smile was simply a provocation.
"Lin Fei, open the formation and surrender!" The Saint of Blood Sea's eyes were like lightning, and he stabbed at this projector, and his heart was very angry.
This gaze shot through the middle of the projection, and could not hurt Lin Fei at all.
"Surrender? You're so funny!" Lin Fei laughed, "You are a funny saint son I've seen. I really doubt how you became a saint son!"
The Saint Son of Blood Sea turned black with his face, "You have the ability to hide in it for the rest of your life!"
Seeing that the Saint Son of Blood Sea was defeated, everyone couldn't help but pay attention to Lin Fei.
"You are Lin Fei, so brave." The Sword Crazy Saint Son had a sharp look, "I advise you to open the formation and I can protect you from death, otherwise, you will be a traitor to the Sword God Sect!"
Lin Fei rolled his eyes, "You said I am a traitor? Did you say that, or did the Sword God Sect say that?"
How could the Sword Mad Son be frightened by a word, "This is the opinion of the Sword God Sect. You collude with the Demon Sect and harm your compatriots. As long as you surrender voluntarily, I can speak for you in front of the elders and stay away from you forever!"
The Sword God Saint Son is about to become a celestial immortal, and the Sword Immortal Saint Son is even more confident. Even if the elder of the Sword God Sect knows, facing the Sword God of the Sword God, wouldn’t he have to agree to deal with one?
Sword God Sect’s opinion?
Lin Fei doesn't believe it, I'm afraid you are representing the Sword God Sect.
"Hey, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't eaten yet, so you can continue." Lin Fei's projection disappeared, and eighteen high-level spiritual veins appeared to flow.
What a big air!
Everyone did not expect that Lin Fei was so disrespectful and still had the intention to have a meal at this time? Is he really confident?
"Boom~~"
A huge vortex suddenly appeared above the sky.
"The high-level spiritual veins belong to me!"
An excited voice came from the vortex. One raised his hand to grab the eighteen high-level spiritual veins, and chose to ignore the eighteen pillars.
When the giant hand appeared, everyone's faces changed drastically, especially the Holy Son and the others.