Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1297 Another Golden Seat

Thick formation light curtain, dazzling glare flowing, wisps of divine light-like Xeon breath escaped.

With the help of the god crystal, which is a higher level of energy than the power of the ancient sage, its defense is difficult to splash even if the attack of the saint falls on it.

This time the Xu family really paid a big price to shake the foundation of the family, and their purpose is also very simple, as long as the strong come to help.

"Hehe, long time no see Lu Jiuyou, it seems that I was left far behind by you."

A gentle voice came from Xu's house, and Xu He stepped forward, looking at Lu Jiuyou with his hands behind his back like an old friend.

Lu Jiuyou smiled faintly, "It's been a long time. Your Xu family is so powerful that they are going to dig up my Lu family's ancestral grave. Why don't I come out and meet you?"

He and Xu He are strong men of the same era, but Lu Jiuyou is already a half-step ancient sage, while Xu He is still only a great saint.

Xu He looked at Lu Jiuyou, sighed, and said, "Lu Jiuyou, you hid well, why show up, this time, I'm afraid it will be your death soon."

"Let's stop talking nonsense, whoever dies lives, only the subordinates see the real trick."

Lu Jiuyou raised his sleeve, and the power of the world seemed to condense into a small dark sword only half a foot in size, piercing towards the Xu family's formation.

The power dissipated by that kind of dark little sword was particularly gloomy and cold. Although it did not cause earth-shattering fluctuations, the light curtain was stained with black lines, and some places were constantly melting and collapsing.

Xu He shouted in a deep voice: "Give up the ancestral land, everyone enter the center of the ancestral land."

The larger the range of the formation, the more energy it consumes, and the more flaws it will have.

The grand formation of the ancestral land was built tens of thousands of years ago by the Xu family, and the price it spent was horrific, and the defense in the most central place reached an astonishing level.

Lu Jiuyou frowned deeply, and he shot more than a dozen small black swords in bursts, but it didn't achieve much effect.

On the contrary, because of the urging of the inscription pattern saint master, the power consumed by the formation was replenished in the blink of an eye.

"Attack, let these people taste the power of my Xu family's formation."

In the sky, bright silver light burst out.

Some hidden formations suddenly launched an offensive, and a large knife with a handle of a thousand feet swept across, and swept straight towards several strong men in the holy realm.

The hearts of those strong men in the holy realm were startled. Although they broke the long knives together, a cold feeling came to their bones.

Under the silent fluctuations, gray rays shot out without warning.

The arm of a strong man in the Holy Land had just been stained with a few spots, and in an instant, his arm turned into a puddle of bones and shattered.

More gray rays shot in, Xu He sneered, these energies were all the essence extracted from the cursed treasure in the forbidden area of ​​the gods, and the Xu family got these things with great difficulty.

Lu Feng's eyes were indifferent, and with a turn of his figure, he stood in front of the strong man in the holy realm.

He lightly grasped those dense gray silk threads in his hand, and Zhenxuan's fleshy body shone brilliantly, and the offensive that could drive a strong man in the holy realm to a dead end was easily broken in his hands.

"Don't lose face in front of me with the tricks played by these children."

Lu Feng spread his palms, and piles of gray flour noodles flew in the wind.

He can even block the power of the curse in front of Xeon, and he is still afraid of the gray silk thread in this area.

The members of the Xu family just wanted to spit out old blood. The method they worked so hard to build turned out to be a child's trick in Lu Feng's hands.

"Haha, Lu Feng is right, don't be ashamed of this kind of trick."

Lu Jiuyou laughed out loud.

Xu He stabilized his ups and downs, and said coldly: "Even if this is what, how can you break my Xu family's family protection formation."

"It's just a turtle shell, if you want to break it, you can break it."

Lu Feng is full of self-confidence, as long as the Xu family's formation does not reach the eighth rank, he is absolutely sure.

His hands folded slowly, and a light like a butterfly flapped its wings and landed on the light curtain, and immediately a circle of azure blue ripples spread out.

But this is just the beginning, one after another little butterflies seem to have the power to guide the turbulent flow of time and space, and they fall over one after another.

Seeing Lu Feng's weird behavior, Xu Ya asked in confusion: "Then what is Lu Feng doing? Does he think that he can destroy the clan protection formation by doing this?"

Xu He pondered for a long time before saying: "I can't see clearly either. Although he is a golden seated saint, if he wants to break my clan's formation, then..."

Before he could finish his sentence, his pupils constricted violently, and an inexplicable panic surged into his heart.

Both Lu Feng hung down slowly, and said with a smile: "No problem, I know how to break this formation."

Lu Jiuyou didn't doubt that he was there. After Lu Feng finished speaking, he waved his hand, and everyone's holy power roared like a horse.

"Break it for me!"

The tide-like holy energy surged wildly, and the holy light from Lu Feng's ten fingers turned into ten silk threads, flicking lightly in the void, an unpredictable force gradually spread.

Hundreds of millions of golden lights erupted, and behind Lu Feng a huge golden throne stood on the top of the sky like the throne of the emperor of heaven.

The Golden Throne is not just a symbol of glory, as an ancient sacred artifact that has been worshiped since ancient times, it can be said to be extremely powerful in breaking formations.

Under the eyes of all the people, Lu Feng stepped onto the golden seat, and under the shining light, he was like a heavenly emperor ascending to the sky.

At this moment, he was incomparably stalwart, his eyes shattered the universe, and immediately slapped the armrest of the golden seat with both hands.

A series of strong lights erupted continuously, and the void slowly turned into chaos, and the inscription silk threads hidden in the interlayer of space appeared one after another.

The rays of light continuously merged with the silk thread of the inscription pattern, transformed by the power of the golden seat, and then Lu Feng's fingers were seen rotating in a counterclockwise direction.

The inscription formation is reversed.
Although the formation is extraordinary, Lu Feng's power is concentrated in one point, and there is an ancient sacred artifact golden seat.

Those Dao Mingwen silk threads kept breaking apart, and he was slowly breaking through the Xu family's formation in this way.

Seeing the melted inscription pattern formations in some places, the Xu family panicked. Without the protection of the large formations, it would undoubtedly be a disaster for Lu Jiuyou and others to rush in.

"Xiaofeng has really grown up." Lu Qingxue looked at the heroic Lu Feng with a soft smile on his face.

Lu Jiuyou nodded slightly, his sharpness was even stronger than that of the Star Emperor when he was young, shrouded in his brilliance like a big sun.

"Several seventh-rank saint masters, don't act quickly to prevent Lu Feng from continuing to break through!"

Unable to continue to see Lu Feng continue to break the formation, he clearly felt that the power of the formation had dropped by one-tenth in this short period of time, Xu He shouted with a dark face.

"Patriarch Xu, don't worry, with my saint here, then Lu Feng can go dreaming if he wants to break through!"

In an instant, there was a majestic and brilliant golden radiance, and within the Xu family's ancestral land, another golden seat appeared in the sky.

(End of this chapter)