Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1260
In the seemingly peaceful Xanadu, although the scenery is beautiful and makes people nostalgic, it is actually full of countless undercurrents and turbulent ominous opportunities.

Lu Feng closed his eyes slightly, his mental power turned into a silk thread that touched here, and suddenly his fingertips moved forward, and the calm river suddenly turned into a vast ocean and swept towards him.

The formation changed again, and the sky-breaking water jets were extremely fierce. After a slight change by Lu Feng, it turned into an even more terrifying attack.

After realizing the changes here, Lu Feng smiled heartily, "I see."

This is not only based on one's own strength, there are many kinds of formations left in each area. If you can control more, you will have more advantages when facing the enemy, and you can even out the disadvantages of your own strength.

The Vientiane chessboard is constantly changing, and the latitude and longitude of the sky and the earth are mysteriously intertwined.

Every warrior who is deeply involved in it needs to understand the mystery and occupy the first opportunity in each area, so that it is possible to support until the final 37 people decide.

After staying in Xanadu for about 10 minutes, Lu Feng felt that he had almost figured out the rules here, his footsteps flickered slightly, and he passed through a transparent crystal wall to another area.

Seen from the outside world, the golden seat is in the center, and every warrior is a pawn in it, moving forward according to the latitude and longitude.

The only difference is that it is oneself who manipulates them in the Wanxiang chessboard, as if changing fate against the sky. This seemingly testing chessboard contains higher-level principles of the holy way.

Kong Xuanzi frowned deeply, sitting on the high platform, he felt uneasy about the inscription pattern attainments that Lu Feng showed before.

Saint Master Qingxu has comprehended the true meaning of the eighth-rank Great Saint Master and turned it into the essence, which made him extremely eager to get it.

As long as he gets that ray of truth, he may hit the ancient holy land and become a saint, and even step into the position of the Supreme Great Saint Master.

You must know that the number of eighth-rank Great Saint Masters is very rare even from the ancient times.

For example, even though he is the deputy hall master.

But Kong Xuanzi knew that the real power in this inscription pattern guild was the powerful hall master, an eighth-rank great sage who had lived for a long time, and had received the inheritance of the ancient Tianzhenzi's inscription pattern.

He suspects that the eighth-rank truth lies within the holy body guarding the ruins of the Tianxing Dynasty.

Just want to break through the formation, the movement is earth-shattering.

And this Qingxu Shengyun has only been a few hundred years old, and the remaining prestige is still there. The powerful palace master will definitely not allow this presumptuous move.

Therefore, he hoped that Qingxu would be silenced forever, and everything he had in the Inscription Pattern Guild would be destroyed.

However, Lu Feng's arrival destroyed his plan.

The Mingzhu Saint Master next to him also sneered when he saw Kong Xuanzi's frown. This old thing made Qingxu fail to break through half a step to the ancient sage, and now he is still plotting his holy body.

It is shameless.

He cast his deep gaze on Lu Feng, full of anticipation.

Buzz!

The space is twisted like a spiral, and the surrounding scenes are constantly changing. When Lu Feng stepped on a longitude and latitude line, he was pulled into an unfamiliar area.

The sun is like fire, here is a dry desert, every grain of sand is as round as a grain of gold.

"Great array of quicksand!"

Suddenly, the huge desert flowed, and a huge vortex swirled up, and the majestic devouring force was like a dragon swallowing a dragon, towards Lu Feng who had just stepped here.

Vaguely, there was an old man holding a scepter under the desert. It was he who came here first and rushed towards Lu Feng.

Lu Feng frowned slightly, and reacted in an instant. He took a step into the air, and a shocking force gathered under his feet, and Tatian kicked and shattered the huge vortex.

The old man's pupils shrank slightly, a sly smile emerged, and the scepter changed again. He activated the formation formed naturally here, and saw countless golden sand grains squirming, and the dense sound of piercing the sky shot towards Lu Feng like a torrential rain. .

There are too many formations here, as long as they are slightly induced, a powerful force can erupt.

But at this moment, he clicked the scepter again, and flames floated out one after another, quickly presenting countless golden-red light waves, releasing waves of unrivaled power.

"That old man is Xi Mo, the Saint Master of Ginzuo, and his strength can be ranked in the top [-]. Now that he has the right time and place, Lu Feng will be in danger."

This is the charm of the Vientiane chessboard. Its own strength is one aspect, but more importantly, it is good at using the natural formations here.

Otherwise, even if you are an upper saint realm, you may be defeated by the middle saint realm.

"As expected of a veteran Ginza Saint Master, but that's all."

Looking at the countless incoming attacks, Lu Feng said calmly and calmly.

"Although you are very talented, you are still too young after all. This is your disadvantage."

Xi Mo hid under the desert, gathering his radiance, confidently mobilizing clusters of flames mixed with sand to seal off all directions.

Lu Feng just smiled lightly at this, and looked up at the scorching sun in the sky. His fingers burst out with hundreds of millions of feet of holy light, and the tenacious ropes were pulled by them. In an instant, the sun was like a fire, and he fell down in a destructive posture.

Xi Mo's pupils shrank sharply, and her heart trembled spontaneously. She wanted to resist, but it was too late.

A majestic energy exploded, and the desert was almost destroyed.

Xi Mo also lost her hiding place, and was thrown out covered in the scorching sun, covered in blood and flesh.

"I lost"

His face was full of depression, even with the eyes of his Ginzuo Saint Master, he never thought that the scorching sun would fall down as the power of a formation.

Lu Feng didn't move, when Xi Mo conceded defeat, a mighty force soon fell, taking the latter out of the Wanxiang chessboard.

"This Lu Feng is too scary. In a disadvantaged situation, he even eliminated Xi Mo with one move. He is a powerful saint who can be ranked in the middle, but he was defeated at the beginning, and has since lost his position in the silver seat. .”

"In the desert, the most powerful thing is the scorching sun, but even if ordinary people are aware of it, it is difficult to have the strength to attract it. This time the competition for the golden seat is becoming more and more interesting."

There is no end to the discussion from the beginning.

There are many saint masters who have been famous for a long time in the Wanxiang chessboard, but they were eliminated by some unknown dark horses, which really surprised many people.

Kong Xuanzi put both palms on the purple gold palace seat, and quietly squeezed them tightly.

"The Ginza Saint Master ranked No.15 was also eliminated, and Fang Rong couldn't survive two moves. This is incredible."

"Although he was teased miserably by Lu Feng before, his strength should not be underestimated. This time Jin Zuo has great hopes of reaching the top."

"Cang Ming is still as strong as ever. Back then, he lost Li Daoyue's one move. This time, he wants to wash away his shame. And that Mei Ji is really a peerless beauty. He defeated the enemy invisible with a frown and a smile."

The battle situation was extremely fierce, and 36 Ginzuo and Jinzuo saints had to be determined at the very beginning.

Therefore, no one dared to hold back anything, and they were all using their most powerful means.

"It's only been a few hours, and there are only 52 people left on the Wanxiang chessboard. It seems that the winner will be decided soon."

Sensing the message from the Wanxiang chessboard, Lu Feng smiled slightly, his body was like a huge ball of light, moving like a huge chess piece.

(End of this chapter)