The formation master is an invincible existence under the Great Sage.

A Murong Yefeng broke out halfway, but did not make Mr. Shenya mess up, but felt that he would have to delay more time here.

Mr. Shenya snorted: "There are so many people in Kunlun Realm who are not afraid of death. Don't you know that when you meet a formation master, you should stay away?"

The battle robe on Murong Yefeng's armor sounded in the wind, saying, "After today, you will understand a truth. If you meet me, you should be away from me."

Below the Great Sage, the first monk dared to speak to him in such a tone. Mr. Shenya laughed furiously: "There is no formation master in Kunlun Realm, so you don't know how powerful a formation master is, understand, and understand. Today, I will let you know how ignorant you are."

"Seven Stars Burial Moon."

Mr. Shenya's hands formed complicated fingerprints.

Suddenly, seven bright stars flew out from his eyebrows and floated to the sea.

The size of the stars is at least as huge as a palace. The largest one is like a meteorite floating in the air, emitting a suffocating and heavy aura.

The volume of the seven stars is actually not fully displayed.

Each of their bodies is no smaller than the Holy City of the East Region.

"Divine power... all the seven stars emit divine power, they are..."

Murong Yefeng's eyes were solemn, and he felt the space around him becoming as heavy as iron.

With his cultivation level, it seemed like he was trapped in a swamp, and it became extremely difficult to raise his hands and feet. The fire lion beast beneath him was restless and felt an unprecedented danger.

Mr. Shenya smiled: "These seven stars are all the planets of the zodiac. I bought them from various holy cities for a high price. Using the seven planets of the zodiac as the array base, the formation inscriptions of the ninth-grade formation are recorded, making them connected into a whole."

"Even if the power that the seven stars combined together is not as powerful as the true god's throne that reflects the universe, under the Great Sage, is enough to sweep everything."

"No matter how many experts come, they are native chickens and tiles, and they can easily crush them."

A formation master can sometimes influence the outcome of a merit battle, but this is not a boast.

Mr. Shen Cliff, who inspired seven planets of God, was no different from God in the eyes of ordinary monks.

The difference is that the planet of God’s zodiac sign can reflect the universe and the sea of ​​stars. And his seven planets of God can only shine on tens of thousands of miles.

At this time, even if thousands of holy kings attack him, they probably won't get any benefits.

"not necessarily."

The holy energy in Murong Yefeng's body turned into a torrent, rushed into the sky and crashed into the clouds.

"Boom."

The clouds burned and turned red.

In the center of the fire cloud, a supreme force burst out, and the aura spread to the entire Eastern Holy City. Slowly, a nine-legged ancient tripod flew out of the fire cloud, which was huge in size and shocked the sky and earth.

Nine phoenix patterns appeared on the cauldron, lifelike, as if nine ancient phoenixes were sealed inside and were about to rush out of the cauldron.

There were many monks in the Holy City of the East Region, and they all saw the nine-legged ancient tripod, and there were many screams of exclamation.

"The Nine Phoenix Cauldron...is the Nine Phoenix Cauldron. I didn't expect that this supreme holy weapon would appear again in the Holy City of the East Region. Which powerful man from the black market is coming?"

"There are no five people who can drive the Jiufeng Cauldron to such a level."

...

The Jiufeng Cauldron was a warrior of "Evil Emperor" one of the nine emperors eight hundred years ago. After Chi Yao killed the evil emperor, she sealed the Jiufeng Cauldron inside the holy mountain of the East Region Holy Academy. Later, she was planned to take it away by Jiuyou Sword Saint, Fantasy Saint, the Master of the Black Market First-Prince Hall and others and brought it back to the Black Market.

Murong Yefeng knew very well that the situation in the Holy City of the East Region was complicated, so he borrowed the Jiufeng Cauldron before coming.

Murong Yefeng's cultivation is extremely powerful and has unparalleled combat power. He can fight with the Great Saint for a short time. With the help of the Supreme Sacred Artifact, he is even more wings like a tiger, and he is not afraid of Mr. Shen Cliff at all.

Jiang Yunchong appeared behind Mr. Shenya, with long hair flying, and raised six cities with both hands.

The six cities are made of holy iron. In each city, a great holy corpse is sitting cross-legged, providing a continuous stream of energy for the city. The six cities are combined with his Six-He Gate and slowly rotate around him.

"Mr. Shenya, let you understand today that after coming to Kunlun Realm, even the Earth Master should be low-key, otherwise it would be a dead end." Jiang Yunchong gritted his teeth, knocked out six cities, and attacked Mr. Shenya.

At the same time, Murong Yefeng activated the Nine Phoenix Cauldron to the extreme, and the cauldron body bombarded downwards, and nine flame phoenixes rushed out of the cauldron and made a scream that resounded for thousands of miles.

"Boom."

When attacked by two masters, Murong Yefeng and Jiang Yunchong, even Mr. Shenya had to be serious, his face was extremely serious, and controlled the seven god-zodiac planets to attack them.

The battle fluctuations were extremely powerful, and the entire Eastern Holy City was trembling.

...

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The torch tower is three hundred and thirty-three stories high. In the center of the tower, there is a patio that leads from the bottom to the top of the tower.

In the patio, there were torches burning.

The more powerful the torch burns, the more ancient inscriptions are stimulated.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen used the pattern-suppressing beads to suppress the torch tightly under the first tower.

As the 58th-level spiritual power saint king, Zhang Ruochen's sky eyes can see thousands of miles away, Jiang Yunchong, Murong Yefeng, and Mr. Shenya are fighting fiercely,

"Mr. Shenya's strength is too terrible. He must suppress the torch and cannot be allowed to mobilize the ancient inscriptions for his own use."

"Wow—"

Zhang Ruochen sensed that a faint sacred road fluctuation appeared behind him, quickly approaching him.

The other party carried a strong murderous intent and stabbed a sword light, hitting Zhang Ruochen's vest. In an instant, the sword energy in the tower was scattered, and the sound of "rattle" sword sounded.

Zhang Ruochen originally wanted to summon the ancient sword of Chenyuan and kill the person who came, but after recognizing the person's identity, he stopped his thoughts.

"Bang."

The tip of the holy sword hit Zhang Ruochen's vest.

Zhang Ruochen stood there motionless, and the armor on his body blocked all his strength.

The armor formed a powerful recoil force, which shocked the beautiful figure to fly backwards.

The beautiful figure, wearing a palace outfit, looked twenty-eight or nine years old, had long royal blue hair and a cold and arrogant look on her face.

When she saw Zhang Ruochen's side face, she was slightly stunned and said, "Zhang Ruochen?"

A bitter smile appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face, and he turned around, his eyes were very complicated, and he said, "I have seen the Saint of Liuli."

The beauty in the palace dress is the new generation of the Chen family, Chen Liuli.

Of course, she has another identity, the princess of Qianshui County and Huang Yanchen's mother.

When I saw Zhang Ruochen again, Chen Liuli felt mixed feelings and had a lot of things to say, but couldn't say a word. Once upon a time, the young man in front of her was the son-in-law whom she admired the most and proudest.

Nowadays, things change, and only grievances that cannot be distinguished are left.

Chen Liuli said: "You are the ancestor dead in your hands? Are you back to take revenge?"

"Revenge? What kind of revenge?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "Does the Saint of Liuli think that the sword that ordered the woman to stab me back then would destroy the entire Chen family before I could vent my hatred? I think it is clear that the grudges are clear, not that cruel."

"No... Zhang Ruochen, why did you appear here? Whose hands did your ancestor die?" Chen Liuli asked.

Zhang Ruochen did not blame Chen Liuli. After all, Chen Yuhua's body was lying outside. Any monk who saw him appearing in the torch tower would probably regard him as the murderer.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If I say that Senior Chen Yuhua was not dead in my hands, I wonder if the Saint Liuli believes it?"

"Finance." Chen Liuli said.

A look of surprise appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

Chen Liuli said: "Yanchen will not misjudgment, I believe her."

"Don't mention her in front of me. We have long been strangers. Their kindness has been cut off and their love has been cut off." Zhang Ruochen looked away and stared outside the tower.

No one could understand the pain in his heart. When hearing Huang Yanchen's name, it was like a sharp thorn piercing his heart.

How easy is it to let go?

After a long time, Zhang Ruochen asked, "Senior, are you here to ask for help?"

"Um."

Chen Liuli nodded.

Then a look of despair appeared in her eyes.

The main city of the Holy King's Mansion in the East Region was attacked by a large number of cultivators from the holy realm of another world, and was in danger.

Chen Liuli fought for a lifetime before breaking out of the siege and rushed here, hoping to ask Chen Yuhua to activate the torch tower and use the ancient inscriptions to kill the invading enemy.

Chen Yuhua is the number one master of the Chen family and the last hope of the Chen family.

The moment he saw Chen Yuhuai's body, Chen Liuli's heart had already sunk to the bottom of the valley. He knew that the Chen family was completely finished and there was no hope.

Zhang Ruochen took out the torch order, held it in his hand, and said, "Prince Yuhua passed the torch order to me before he died, so that I could be the king of the Eastern Region."

A light appeared in Chen Liuli's desperate eyes, saying: "Hurry up and use the torch order to activate the torch tower, mobilize the ancient inscriptions, and suppress the turmoil in the holy city of the Eastern Region."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "The mental power must reach the fifty-ninth level before it can activate the torch tower."

In the entire Kunlun Realm, monks with a level 59 of mental strength can count all their ten fingers.
To be continued...