Chapter 357 Please enter the urn
"father……"

Qin Rushuang's golden eyes were slightly moist, she held her father's hand, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes.

The father and king who stood upright in the past are really old, and the skin of the palm is like old bark.

But even so, he was still thinking about himself.

Looking at this scene, the Fujun seemed to have recalled some memories, and sighed softly: "Qin Xiao, you have done all the tricks, but you have overlooked one thing."

Gu Yang held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, but he didn't use any method of sealing the sword. He simply used its powerful strength to subdue the sword and used it for a short time.

Feeling the vast sword energy that was introduced into his body, it was really like an abyss like an ocean, Gu Yang felt great pride in his heart, like a king standing in the world, every word and deed has the power to change the world.

He sneered and said: "You have entered the urn, that's enough, even if you really overlooked something, it doesn't matter."

Holding the Xuanyuan Sword, if he faces Zhao Wuji of the Nine Heavens again, the opponent may not be able to withstand his sword.

However, neither Fu Jun nor Cui Pan seemed to be too panicked.

Cui Pan said coldly: "Gu Yang, I have wanted to fight you for a long time. There is no hero in the world who has made Zhu Zi famous!"

An incomparably powerful aura suddenly emerged from his body, causing the gravel and tiles in the field to vibrate, and then turned into dust one after another.

Grandmaster of the Eight Heavens!

Gu Yang's eyes were fixed, and the other party's inner strength was extremely extraordinary. The power of heaven and earth vibrated violently when he exercised his strength, and there were eight colors of red, orange, yellow, white, blue, blue, purple, and black divine light surging, which set him off like a god Go down to earth, with unparalleled power.

Gu Yang's heart sank. He realized that he had underestimated the heroes of the world. This Cui Pan was a formidable opponent. The level of internal strength he cultivated was by no means below his own Taiyin and Taiyang Meridians, which was extremely miraculous.

Although this Cui Pan is only the eighth heaven, his combat power must be far higher than that of Zhao Wuji!
Even the current Gu Yang, without the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, would not dare to say that he is sure to win.

A hand rested on Cui Pan's shoulder, that hand was slender like jade, with a faint fluorescent light flowing.

"Cui Pan, your internal strength is not perfect yet, you are not the enemy of Xuanyuan Sword, step back."

Cui Pan was stunned, and immediately said: "No, Fujun, your body is related to our plan, if you get injured, it will definitely affect—"

The Fujun glanced at him.

Cui Pan shut his mouth, and he also knew that he had made a slip of the tongue.

"The matter has come to this, and we have to take action."

Fu Jun took a deep look at Gu Yang, and said: "The only thing Qin Xiao ignores is the strength of this seat."

There was an unspeakable arrogance and loneliness in his voice.

"When Zhao Wuji died, the reason why I retreated was not because I couldn't kill you, but because I didn't want to get hurt."

After a pause, he laughed softly: "Even if you, Gu Yang, hold the Xuanyuan Sword, so what? The left and right are just harder to kill."

Difficult to kill, not unkillable.

At this moment, Gu Yang showed a smile, and said loudly: "Since the killing plan is set up, why don't you want to make a killing move?"

He laughed and scolded: "Senior Zhuge, if you don't make a move, I will run away with Xuanyuan Sword!"

As soon as the words fell, countless complicated formations emerged on the ground, radiating light, and surrounded Gu Yang, Fujun and Cui Pan with terrifying murderous intent.

As for Qin Rushuang and Qin Xiao, they were automatically excluded by the formation.

The world's number one killing formation, the eight sects of refining the gods!

With fluttering sleeves and a tortoise shell in his hand, Zhuge Wu walked in and saluted Qin Rushuang first.

"Master, please forgive me!"

Looking at her, Zhuge Wu was very relieved, nodded and said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry, the formation has been completed, and I will train and kill these two great demons together with King Zhenwu!"

After finishing speaking, he crossed his legs and concentrated, the Turtle River Map in his hand exuded a hazy luster, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

At this moment, Zhuge Wu has put all his mind into the big formation, manipulating the killing intent and refining the devil.

Qin Xiao said with a smile: "Since we want to lure the snake out of the hole, we must set up an ambush. I have led soldiers for my father for many years, how can I not know this truth?"

He looked at Qin Rushuang and said, "Shuang'er, don't worry, this old guy has been hiding his clumsiness for a long time!"

I saw formation lines appearing between Zhuge Wu's brows, like a series of nine circles, and then slowly dissipated, like some kind of seal was untied.

Qin Rushuang said in surprise: "Nine Rings Hidden Front Formation!"

This is a large formation specially designed to seal power, just like the ice mark between her eyebrows before.

Qin Xiao said with a smile: "This old guy has already broken through to the Grand Master, but he has only been proclaimed to be a master for 12 years. He would rather not make progress, but hide his clumsiness and wait for a chance to kill with one blow!"

"Year 12?"

Qin Rushuang asked in surprise, "Master has already been preparing to deal with the underworld?"

Qin Xiao seemed to have a deep meaning: "This old guy probably knows more about the underworld than I do."

……

In the great array of eight sects refining gods, they form a world of their own.

The eight peaks piercing the sky stand upright like swords, like eight swords pointing at the sky, sealing Gu Yang and the three of them in it.

Each mountain peak represents a kind of natural power, arranged according to the number of heaven, earth, mountains, water, fire, wind and thunder, forming a pattern of innate gossip.

The three of Gu Yang stood in the clouds, walking in the sky like gods, but they all knew that all of this was an illusion created by the power of the formation.

It's just that when the truth is false, the truth is also false, and when the false is true, the false is also true.

True and false, false and true, who can tell clearly?
This is the power of formations!

Cui Pan's face was solemn, but he felt a huge pressure just after he came to this formation, the mountains that pierced into the sky seemed to be pressing on top of his head, his true energy was also slow to flow, and his strength temporarily dropped to Six Heavens!

Gu Yang looked relaxed, even more relaxed, because under Zhuge Wu's control, the power of heaven and earth gathered in him, and his strength rose again.

Sixth Heaven, Seventh Heaven!

Under the blessing of the power of the formation, Gu Yang's cultivation base soared, and he temporarily reached the realm of the seventh heaven!
Cui Pan's face was gloomy, and he said: "This is definitely not a formation that a grandmaster can construct!"

The Fujun suddenly turned his head to look at the sea of ​​clouds in the east, and praised: "Break through the great master with the formation method, Zhuge Wu, you are worthy of being the number one formation master in the world, but it is a pity that you rejected my invitation back then."

The sea of ​​clouds surged in the east, and finally gathered into an old but wise face, which was Zhuge Wu's face.

He looked at the Fujun and sighed: "Today, this old man wants to seek justice for Bai Ji!"

The Fujun's eyes moved, and he said: "So that's how it is, she is actually yours, but unfortunately, even though she was tortured to death, she didn't say a word about you."

The eyes gathered by the sea of ​​clouds suddenly burst out with terrifying murderous intent, there was a faint rolling of thunder, and the eight mountain peaks like divine swords trembled slightly!

It seems that the gods are angry and the world is turned upside down!

Gu Yang has never seen Zhuge Wu so angry before, his cynical temperament has completely disappeared, and all that remains is killing intent.

His eyes moved, who is Bai Ji?

The Fujun once invited Zhuge Wu to join the underworld?
But now is not the time to ask, the Xuanyuan sword in Gu Yang's hand trembled, and the golden sword energy shot up into the sky, turning into an indestructible sword gang, and slashed at Fujun and Cui Pan!

At the same time, the eight mountain peaks trembled, and the water, fire, wind and thunder in the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth trembled, turning into eight swords, and stabbing at the two of them.

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