Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1256 The Real Accomplishment of Inscription Patterns
The scuffle broke out at this moment, and the battlefield was in chaos. Lu Feng's side was full of light, and there was an endless roar of shocking sound.

Compared with the movement over there, although other places are also intense, they are much less.

Fang Rong's eyes moved erratically, and a strange evil smile flickered at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know what conspiracy he was thinking.

Sheng Yan was in the center of the formation, he was the real main formation, perfectly manipulating every force, with both fingers together, suddenly countless beams of light rose out of thin air at Lu Feng's feet.

His attainment of inscription patterns has reached the point of perfection, and with the help of the hidden traces of inscription patterns, it is difficult to avoid the sudden attack.

The murderous intent was strong, and Lu Feng couldn't use martial arts power, but he stamped the sole of his foot, and the light paths of the inscription pattern intertwined and turned into a solid wall, which was to resist it.

Sheng Yan was not in a hurry, and the power of the long-lasting formation was endless, evolving into countless beams of light piercing the universe, trying to find Lu Feng's weakness.

The formation of the ten directions of heaven and sea changes mysteriously. It can send out a tsunami offensive when it advances, and it can retreat like a long sea.

And they are the main team of all people joining forces, their strength is very powerful, and they are not afraid of being exhausted.

"Great Thousand Sword Formation, cut!"

Lu Feng had deep inscription marks all over his body, his eyes were as bright as stars, and the 36 golden broadswords were moving like a rainbow, with all-powerful strength, they came to Sheng Yan's body in an instant.

Sheng Yan smiled coldly, his eyes flickered ferociously, and the circles of squirming light marks were hard to pierce, wrapped in the Daqian Sword Formation, and the power swallowed would melt it down.

Li Daoyue's face was sullen, 200 years had passed, Sheng Yan had taken refuge under Kong Xuanzi's seat, and he had achieved great attainments in inscription patterns, so he was able to produce such a condensed power.

Obviously, he got a lot of benefits from Kong Xuanzi.

Worried in his heart, he raised his heart for Lu Feng.

now.

The momentum remained undiminished, the sword roared, Lu Feng's sword was exceptionally sharp, when he was about to cut everything, when he attacked, he broke through nothingness, cut off the traces of the inscription pattern, and broke free.

At this moment, his hands are like phantoms, constantly moving in the void, and the inscription patterns and light patterns are hidden in the void. It seems that they are blessing the power of the Great Thousand Sword Formation, but they are actually making layouts for the plan.

The power is as deep as the sea, originally Sheng Yan had the chance to win.

But for some reason, he felt the crisis. If he couldn't win fiercely, maybe today would end in failure.

"Crazy Wave Fan!"

The power of the inscription patterns is ever-changing, and its breadth and depth are as mysterious as martial arts.

The waves churned up, and a huge light fan seemed to fan the prehistoric world, even the power of the Daqian Sword Formation couldn't penetrate it at all.

At this time, Sheng Yan didn't want to entangle with Lu Feng any longer, he wanted to make a decision in an instant and not give his opponent any chance to stand up.

"Use the power of your inscription patterns to the limit, and give me all the power!"

Sheng Yan let out a roar like a beast, and his body shone brightly.

Countless indelible light traces of inscription patterns burst into brilliance, and 35 raging wave fans are condensed in the void at the same time, and the power and stars swallowed will be shot down.

Sometimes, a single blow between inscription patterns can determine the outcome.

"Lu Feng, let me see what else you can use to block it!"

When the Kuangtao fans were united, the power enough to suppress everything erupted like an earthquake, and countless turbulent torrents of power swept across.

"This is the time!"

Suddenly.

The dark inscription light traces carried the meaning of death, and all vitality seemed to be deprived, and it quickly turned into 36 extremely black broadswords.

The power fluctuations from the Fan of the Wild Waves seemed to disappear immediately when another broad sword appeared.

"Is this also the Great Thousand Sword Formation?"

That frightening power made Yuankong Jinzuo a little startled, he had never seen such a formation of opposing energies.

"Come on, let's have a look at the transformation power of Saint Master Qingxu's inscription patterns."

Under the radiance of the dark broadsword, Lu Feng's expression was a little gloomy, but when the broadsword lingering in the shadow of the dragon came, it looked extremely sunny.

Lu Feng smiled at them, waved his hands, and two completely different sword intents danced in mid-air, spinning into a miraculous circle.

"Break it for me!"

Intuition told Sheng Yan that he had to break through with one blow, and immediately the brilliance of the Kuangtao fan was released, and an artistic conception of boundless destruction was released. The power was condensed into a long straight line, and it shot out, as if all the energy was extinguished. .

Lu Feng was fearless, a force of light and darkness came out against each other.

It borrowed the power of the real inscription pattern formation to forcibly dominate the world, and turned that straight line into nothingness in an extremely strange way.

"This kind of inscription attainment?"

In the distant sky, the consciousness of the mysterious palace master lingers here all the time.

A real strong man with inscription patterns can not only engrave formations, but also integrate the power of inscription patterns into martial arts and display them in the ever-changing battles.

Even many golden seated saints can't achieve such a state, otherwise, if Mu Tianhai could reach this level that day, he wouldn't be forced to such a field by Lu Feng.

Otherwise, even if you are a master of inscription patterns, it will be difficult for others to fear you.

"Last fight!"

All the power gathered together, and the Kuangtao fan melted into a transparent mirror, like a sea pouring down, trying to completely destroy Lu Feng's inscription pattern formation.

But the sword moved rapidly at this moment.

The sky and the earth are sealed, yin and yang are reversed, and the wheel of life and death.

This is the formation that Lu Feng created from the sword intent on the Life and Death Sword and the Dragon Chanting Sword.

When the bright mirror fell, the 72 Daqian Sword Formation turned into a huge broadsword with both light and darkness at the moment. When it was lightly slashed forward, countless light marks of inscription patterns were collapsing.

Click click
The bright mirror shattered from the sky, and all the connecting inscription threads were cut off, so this power no longer exists.

The Ten Directions Sky Sea Formation was broken at this moment, and the power of the Broad Sword remained undiminished, and it was suddenly suppressed, just like a catastrophe.

They were all exposed to the energy range of the broadsword, and the raging storm rolled.

If they can use their martial arts strength, they will naturally not be afraid, but if they do so, the end will be a real elimination failure.

"Sheng Yan, you can only rely on you to assist Shang Yuan in the final battle for the golden seat. We will take over this broad sword for you!"

Several seventh-rank saint masters made a bold move. They all burst out their martial arts strength and shattered the broad sword with great force.

Although they were eliminated by doing this, Sheng Yan was also preserved in this way.

Sheng Yan's face turned pale. He couldn't imagine that with the cooperation of so many people, he would still be breached, and continue to stay on the battlefield in such a humiliating way.

But at this moment, there was an unbelievable uproar in the world, and countless astonished eyes fixed on Lu Feng's figure.

He actually has such a profound knowledge of inscription patterns, even Sheng Yan has fallen to this level, it is hard to express in words.

"Haha, the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, Lu Feng, you will be eliminated in humiliation!"

At this moment, Fang Rong, who hadn't made a move for a long time, made a move. With a ferocious smile, he activated the power of the formation, and nine dragons with gloomy lightning flashed roared, swallowing out extremely deadly attacks.

He doesn't care about the means at all, he only cares about the final outcome.

His timing was excellent.

Just at the moment when Lu Feng's formation collapsed.

In this way, he only has two choices.

Or suffer serious injuries.

Either use martial arts power.

But every use will not end well.

(End of this chapter)