A fairy godmother just wants to be beautiful alone

Chapter 254

Bai Lu could tell that the middle-aged scribe was holding a simple and simple jade pendant, just like her talisman token, exuding a vast and simple atmosphere.

It's just that the engraving on the front is not an ancient seal character, but a big array character.

As soon as this formation token appeared, a vast force field immediately rose up in the entire Wanshengblessed Land, imprisoning the two vicious double-headed flood dragons.

That's because the protective formation covering the Wansheng Gate was fully activated under the token of the formation character, mobilizing the power of the entire Wansheng Mountain Range, and easily suppressing the two monsters in the Yuanshen realm.

This ancient formation, which cannot be fully activated even with the joint efforts of several primordial spirits, is now under the command of the Splendid Golden Palace Formation Token, it is like an arm.

It is easy to mobilize all the energy in the formation.

It was only then that Bai Lu realized that it was no wonder that under the persecution of the Yuanshen Taishang, the head of the Wansheng Sect had always been confident, so he had nothing to fear.

With the formation token, the entire Wanshengmen formation is completely for his use, so naturally he is not afraid of mere primordial spirit.

However, he still clearly underestimated the supernatural powers of Yuanshen Shenjun.

Bai Lu could see clearly that the old man in white had already fled while the two giant flood dragons were attacking him.

The other party may not believe that the Splendid Golden Palace has the power to return, but there is definitely something in the Wansheng Gate that he cannot grasp.

Yuanshen Shenjun has such a keen sense of spirit, when he sensed something was wrong, he made a decisive decision and ran away directly.

Even if the opponent is Nascent Soul cultivator, he is not careless.

Yuanshen Shenjun wanted to leave wholeheartedly, but Yuanying cultivator couldn't stop him.

Tao Jingtian looked at the empty hall with an ugly expression.

At this time the hall had completely collapsed, and all of them were exposed to the darkness.

The two double-headed flood dragons imprisoned in the formation have turned into two long eyebrows in the blink of an eye, stagnating in mid-air.

And the old man in white has long since disappeared.

Tao Jingtian held the array token, put the jade pendant between his eyebrows, swept through the infinite force field, and searched the entire Wanshengblessed Land one by one, but still did not find any trace of the other party.

He actually escaped from the Halloween Mountains in this short period of time.

The middle-aged scribe's face was livid.

He had already paid attention to this senior brother, but still let him run away.

If a Yuanshen Shenjun hides, it will definitely be a nightmare for him, a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"What a time!"

His expression was cold and his eyes were cloudy and uncertain.

Suddenly, he looked coldly at the dozen or so Nascent Soul elders who were imprisoned in place.

When all the demon cultivators saw Tao Jingtian's cold gaze, they all showed horror.

"Senior Brother Tao, no, sect master, please forgive me. Senior Brother forced us to do this, and we have no other choice."

"That's right, the sect master was all instigated by senior brother Yan Kui. We were lost for a while, but the sect master in my heart has always been you, senior brother."

When they saw the two primordial dragons imprisoned in the air by each other like reptiles, they were already terrified.

If they hadn't been imprisoned at this time, they would have kowtowed and begged for mercy.

When Yan Kui saw his backer run away, his face was ashen, and he stared at him with a miserable expression, showing unwillingness in his eyes.

"Winner and loser, Tao Jingtian, you're just lucky."

The middle-aged scribe was restless, how could he tolerate the noise of these people, when the token flashed in his hand, an invisible force descended out of thin air, directly shaking all the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators into powder.

At this time, the entire Wanshengmen was alarmed, and figures flashed over. Everyone only saw the walls of the main hall of the sect collapsed, messy and messy, and the entire roof was blown off.

There was still a chaotic demonic energy in the air, with a faint smell of blood.

(End of this chapter)