Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 3853 The power to break the formation!

"All come with me!"

The Cangyan Immortal Emperor glanced at the ten selected immortals, then turned around and walked quickly towards the entrance of the Imperial Gate ruins.

This entrance, more precisely, should be a cave.

A layer of purple light shrouded the uppermost layer, sealing the entire ruins.

In order to open this seal, the major forces racked their brains, racked their brains, and used many methods. They even wanted to dig a tunnel from both sides to see if they could get into the ruins.

It's a pity that all the methods they could think of were useless.

On the contrary, the vicinity of the entrance was dug up and devastated.

Large stretches of exposed barren land are the "masterpieces" of the seven major forces.

At this moment, the ancestor Qingwei was holding a huge writing brush, dipped in ink ground from a special material, and was drawing some kind of special magic circle inscription around the purple light.

The writing brush in his hand is not a supernatural weapon, but a top-grade magic weapon fused with the fragments of the Dao Yuanyuan.

In terms of quality alone, I am afraid that it is not inferior to those emperor soldiers who were rewarded to Qijue Tianjiao back then.

Not long after, all major forces also selected elites to participate in breaking the formation, and gathered towards Patriarch Qingwei.

I saw that the ancestor Qingwei splashed ink, and the speed of drawing the magic circle was also extremely fast.

After a while, around the entrance of the imperial gate ruins, a pattern with a radius of tens of feet has been drawn.

This formation has a total of seven corners, corresponding to the seven major forces.

The moment the magic circle was drawn, seven golden beams of light shot up into the sky, forming an identical golden circle above the sky.

In an instant, the golden light shone hundreds of miles away, and the sky was covered with a layer of golden afterglow.

This big formation has not been completely completed, and the momentum is already not small.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly, that Qingwei's patriarch's formation skills might have reached a state of perfection.

While marveling, Ling Feng also looked at the surrounding situation.

What is worth noting is that in the camp of the Great Yu Immortal Court, beside Yu Jingyuan, there was a mysterious man wearing a black cloak.

This person's aura was incompatible with the surrounding Dayu Immortal Court cultivators, but standing there like this, no one dared to say anything more.

However, Ling Feng didn't know that this mysterious person was the mysterious guest in Box [-] at the Tianmeng Auction.

He agreed to hand over the Inner Sect Elder Token to Yu Jingyuan, but as a condition, he must be allowed to mix into the team of Dayu Immortal Court.

Yu Jingyuan was not only defeated by this person, but also poisoned in his body, so he dared to play tricks.

At the same time, all the monks lingering on the outskirts of Zantianfengyuan became excited.

Finally, it's time to wait until the ruins are opened!

Seeing the initial formation of the magic circle, Patriarch Qingwei held a huge brush, turned around slowly, and glanced at the peak immortals sent by the major forces.

Sure enough, everyone still had their own ideas, and none of them sent out real elites.

However, it has little effect.

This magic circle only needs the cooperation of these monks to instill mana, and it has nothing to do with their own combat strength.

"Everyone, you can let all the immortals take their places."

At this moment, Patriarch Qingwei put the writing brush in his hand into the big sleeve, and with an order, the elders of the immortal emperors of all major forces let the selected immortals take their positions one by one and enter the magic circle .

The magic circle has seven corners, and each corner draws a circular formation eye with a radius of about three feet.

It is more than enough to accommodate ten people.

Immediately afterwards, the Thunder Clan, the Wind Clan, and the Fire Clan...

The major forces took their positions one by one and stepped into the formation.

As soon as he stepped into it, a huge attraction poured into his body from the ground, and began to crazily absorb the mana in his body.

The expressions of the monks of all major forces changed drastically at the same time.

No wonder they are given priority as compensation, it's not as simple as just absorbing a little mana.

And when it was Tianzhi's turn, Patriarch Qingwei's eyes locked onto Su Liuli at a glance.

The old man with white beard and hair frowned and his face darkened, "Nonsense!"

Immortal Emperor Cangyan quickly stepped forward and explained: "Patriarch Qingwei, this disciple..."

"The realm is not enough, no matter what the reason is, she, no!"

Patriarch Qingwei's expression was solemn and stern. With his temperament, it was rare for him to be so serious.

However, regarding the success or failure of breaking the seal of the emperor's imperial gate ruins, no details should be sloppy.

"Yes……"

Immortal Emperor Cangyan shook his head and sighed softly. Indeed, sometimes, relying on determination and perseverance alone will not only make things difficult, but will even become a black sheep.

He could only go to Su Liuli's side and pat her on the shoulder lightly to express his comfort.

Then, another Peak Immortal Venerable was selected to make up.

So far, the seven major forces, a total of seventy peak immortals, have all taken their positions and entered the formation.

In an instant, the golden light was blazing and shining!

With the complete completion of the magic circle, the speed of absorbing mana in the formation pattern under the feet seems to have slowed down a bit.

A kind of monk, his complexion is a little slow, but according to this absorption speed, even the peak immortal can only last for about two hours at most.

And high above the sky, the golden inscriptions in the formation continued to expand and rise, until they stretched thousands of miles and hung high before finally stopping.

And this process alone lasted for about half a quarter of an hour.

"Fuck!"

"This... what kind of formation is this?"

"Oh my god, this time it's really a knife to pull the butt, open your eyes!"

"..."

On the Zantian Fengyuan, no matter they were disciples belonging to other forces, or the monks from the major sects and aristocratic families who wanted to take advantage of the troubled waters, they all looked up at the sky.

Such a formation is truly unprecedented!

And the person manipulating this large formation is none other than Patriarch Qingwei.

I saw him staring at the magic circle with a serious face, and when the formation pattern on the sky was completely formed, he waved his sleeves and said loudly: "Everyone, you can put the token of the disciple of the emperor's gate into the magic circle bingo!"

The elders of all major forces, with fixed eyes, followed the instructions of Patriarch Qingwei, and threw out the tokens of the inner disciples directly.

Of the six inner disciple tokens, as many as five were taken away by the seven super-first-class forces.

And the last piece is in the hands of Master Lou Nan.

Following the throwing of the five tokens, there was indeed a subtle reaction to the seal of the emperor's gate below.

And at this moment, in the eyes of the ancestor Qingwei, there was a flash of brilliance, and with a wave of his hand, he threw out a command flag.

The command flag also fell into the formation, and immediately after that, an extremely huge god descended slowly from the center of the huge formation, holding a huge longbow, drawing the bow and drawing the arrows, and the golden lights turned into arrows arrow.

Accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, the arrow "swish" shot out, towards the weak point where the purple light barrier and the token were sensitive, and shot out fiercely.

In an instant, the complexions of all the immortals who entered the formation and served as the source of mana changed at the same time.

Good guy, what the gods shot out, it's not an arrow, it's clearly their mana!
"Swish" a few arrows were shot, and everyone felt that their bodies were going to be hollowed out.

However, there are also some people who, when opening up the new land, are several times wider than monks of the same level, relatively speaking, it seems easier.

As for freaks like Ling Feng, that's not to mention, he looked like a normal person.

However, in order to avoid revealing his secrets, Ling Feng still pretended to be out of breath very gregariously, and he seemed to be supporting himself very hard.

Bang bang bang!
The golden arrow shot heavily at the purple barrier.

Under the incomparably precise control of Patriarch Qingwei, as expected, the arrows pierced through the magic circle one by one, and there was a "click" sound, and the barrier was like a mirror, with cracks appearing one after another.

These cracks undoubtedly inspired everyone present.

It's not like they haven't tried to break the formation violently before, but the immortal emperors of all major forces have taken action, and they haven't caused any damage to the purple light barrier.

Sure enough, it is still necessary to rely on those tokens to draw out the weak points of the magic circle in order to hit it with one blow.

Patriarch Qingwei let out a breath of turbid air slowly, it seems that his method is really feasible.

It's a pity that those tokens of the inner disciples were also penetrated by the golden arrows in the attack just now, and they may have been turned into powder now.

And that enchantment, although it was destroyed, was far from fully opened.

We can only use the second round of offensive!

Patriarch Qingwei took a deep breath and let out a low growl again, "Everyone, you can cast the Inner Sect Elder Token!"

There are five tokens of inner door elders.

They were taken by the Skywatching Thunder Clan, Skywatching Wind Clan, Skywatching Ice Clan and Skywatching Fire Clan.

One of them was photographed by the mysterious person in Box No. [-].

Soon, the elders of the four clans of Fenglei, Ice and Fire all put their tokens into the formation, and the induction between the elders' tokens and the barrier was indeed more effective than the disciple's tokens.

The barrier even began to tremble slightly. Under this tremor, the defensive power of the barrier was naturally greatly weakened.

Patriarch Qingwei smiled coldly, and looked in the direction of Yu Jingyuan, "Little friend Jingyuan, you should take out the token in your hand!"

"What... what token?"

Yu Jingyuan's complexion changed, and he asked knowingly.

Patriarch Qingwei smiled but didn't answer, just looked at the mysterious black-robed man beside Yu Jingyuan.

Naturally, he already knew that the man in black robe was the mysterious VIP in Box No. [-] at the auction.

Now, this mysterious person appeared in the camp of Dayu Immortal Court. Presumably, the price of the exchange was naturally that token.

It can only be that token.

"Ha ha……"

Yu Jingyuan laughed a few times, originally he wanted to hide this token, maybe it would be used for other purposes after entering the remains of the Emperor's Gate.

Fortunately, it turned out to be seen through.

"I'm just kidding you, Patriarch!"

Yu Jingyuan grinned, but cursed in his heart, this old guy has really poisonous eyes!

In fact, how big is the difference in the effect of four or five tokens on weakening the enchantment?

This old guy is just looking for an excuse to destroy all the tokens in the hands of the major forces.

At that time, only their Heaven-scanning Thunder Clan has a token of the Supreme Elder, and they are walking sideways in the ruins!

However, even though he was unwilling, Yu Jingyuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and take out the token and throw it into the magic circle under the watchful eyes of everyone.

And at the moment when the magic circle was submerged in the golden light, Patriarch Qingwei threw out a command flag again.

This time, in the golden inscription formation, slowly lowered a more burly god figure, which was as huge as a thousand feet!
The Dharma Master held a giant hammer, and in an instant, the giant hammer swirled and danced in his hand, setting off waves of terrible storms.

All the monks guarding the formation were dizzy again. Compared with the longbow god before, the mana drawn this time increased by ten times in an instant!
No wonder Patriarch Qingwei strictly demanded that he must be a Peak Immortal Venerable. Just now, if he were replaced by Su Liuli, he might be directly drawn out.

boom!
In the next moment, that dharma master held a giant hammer and slammed it heavily into the purple light barrier.

At the same time as the five elder tokens were shattered, the barrier with countless cracks revealed by the arrows seemed to be finally shattered with the boundless power of this hammer!
Click!

Click!

Click!

The barrier was shattered, and the entrance to the Emperor's Gate was finally fully opened!
(End of this chapter)