low-key is king

Chapter 1251: Golden Horn's Ultimate Move

"Golden Horn, if the golden horn on your head is stripped off and sold to a tribal soldier, how much do you think it can be sold for?"

The facts were indeed not as expected by Ember. When Jin Jiao's voice fell, the words under Lu Ming's mask came out, which undoubtedly touched Jin Jiao's reverse scale.

The Horn Clan is a special alliance among the Sea Clans. Almost all the Sea Clans in this alliance have horns, and the Golden Horn Clan is no longer considered weak among them.

The golden horn is the natal thing of King Golden Horn, and it is the most precious thing on his body, but now the other party wants to strip it off and sell it to the human army, it is simply unbearable.

"Hahaha, Jin Jiao, you are going to laugh me to death, how are you doing now, are you still thinking about begging for mercy?"

Thinking of the embers of something, even if I knew I was going to die, I wanted to laugh at this moment.

At least at this moment, he felt that he was much tougher than Jin Jiao.

Anyway, Ember knew that no matter how much he begged for mercy, Lu Ming, the leader of the murderous alliance, would never let him go, so it would be better not to do those useless efforts, so as to look more chic.

Look at Golden Horn, the majestic owner of the Golden Horn Palace, the genuine Sea Clan of the Eighth Realm Perfection, and now being so humiliated by the leader of the Killing Alliance, it is really uneasy to die.

"That's right, this king is wrong. Under such circumstances, with his intelligence, how can he keep the threat of this king?"

Obviously, King Golden Horn has figured it out, and now he undoubtedly regrets the sneak attack he made with Ember just now. If it hadn't been for that attack, the leader of the killing alliance might not have had the chance to spare his life.

Now that the matter was over, Jin Jiao didn't have to think about what was there or what was gone, he even ignored Ember's mockery.

Since he knew he was going to die, at least one or two backs should be pulled, right?
"Jin Jiao, I know you still have a unique skill, if you don't want to die like this, then use it quickly!"

Ember obviously knew the King of Golden Horn. Hearing his words, all the Hai Clan onlookers shuddered. They thought to themselves, in such a situation, would the King of Golden Horn still be able to turn the tide?
But thinking about it, the Golden Horn Palace has dominated this sea area for many years, and this is the home of the Golden Horn Island, and even the Golden Horn Palace, the core of the Golden Horn Palace.

As the master of this place, how could he not have any backup?
Even though the Golden Horn King is already seriously injured, if the so-called backhand is used, it is still unclear who will win the battle today.

"Yo? Is there a trick?"

Compared with watching the Hai Clan from the sidelines, Lu Xun couldn't help but feel a little bit of interest after hearing this statement, secretly thinking that the Golden Horn King is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he has to struggle to the death.

"Lu Ming, I will persuade you one last time. If you leave now, there is still time, otherwise the consequences will be beyond your imagination!"

The King of Golden Horn seemed unusually calm at this moment, and he didn't seem to feel despair because he was in a desperate situation, but there was a faint subtlety in that tone, which Lu Xun could hear.

"Hearing what you said, I really want to see your unique skills!"

Lu Xun was originally a master who didn't play cards according to common sense. There was a touch of curiosity in his tone, as if he really wanted to see, what kind of waves can a golden horned king, who is at the end of his strength, make?
"Okay, then you can ask for blessings!"

The Golden Horn King's face was still calm, but at the next moment, the golden horn on his forehead shone brightly again.

It's just that this time, the golden horn emitting golden light did not attack Lu Xun.

The sea tribes outside the main hall of the Golden Horn Palace were all horrified to find that the entire Golden Horn Palace had undergone tremendous changes in the next moment, making their faces extremely pale.

If one looks at it from the sky outside, the Golden Horn Palace, which was still a palace just now, has turned into countless golden horns at this moment.

These huge and sturdy golden horns stand one after another on the Golden Horn Island, and they have a special connection with each other, more like a formation arranged by a human formation master.

"Huh? Is this really an eighth-level formation?!"

If there is anyone who can sense the real breath immediately, it is Lu Xun.

Under his slight induction, he couldn't help but let out a strange sound, as if there was something he couldn't understand.

"Eighth-level formation? You mean... the Golden Horn King is actually an eighth-level formation master of the human race?"

Not far away, Zhou Yunmu obviously heard Lu Xun's murmur, and her face was full of disbelief.

It's been so long since the life and death, can't it be that the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple?

On the other side, Yu Jin also had a strange expression on his face. He naturally heard the conversation between the two of the Killing League, and the weirdness on his face was much stronger than that of Zhou Yunmu.

Although Ember said before that he wanted Jin Jiao to perform a unique move, but he didn't know what the other party's unique move was and how powerful it was. He didn't expect it to be an eighth-level formation.

Being an array teacher has always been the monopoly of human monks. It is one of the many scribe professions, and non-geniuses cannot get started.

Even among the monks of the human race, the number of formation masters is not too much.

Although the Hai Clan is physically powerful, their combat power in the same realm and at the same stage is much stronger than that of the Human Clan, and they can break through to the upper five realms without the shackles of a human martial artist.

But for some special literati professions, they can only look away and sigh.

Perhaps after breaking through to the upper five realms, some of the blessed Sea Clan could be proficient in some scribe professions with strong strength, but in the middle five realms and the lower five realms, there will never be formation masters.

There is no doubt about this point, if the many golden horns are really eighth-level formations, then there may really be some big secrets in this Golden Horn Palace that he has set foot in for many years.

"I said what do you think?"

Just when Zhou Yunmu and Yu Jin were thinking wildly, Lu Xun asked a rhetorical question from under the mask, with a somewhat teasing tone, obviously thinking that these two were too whimsical.

"Golden Horn is naturally a genuine Sea Clan. If so, it is naturally impossible for him to arrange this eight-level formation!"

Next, Lu Xun explained the origin of the previous guess, which made Zhou Yunmu and Yan Jin understand instantly.

The secret channel is really his own thinking, this is not the only possibility that Jin Jiao is a human race formation master.

"As expected of the leader of the Killing Alliance, this vision is unique!"

Jin Jiao, who was on the opposite side, naturally also heard the words of the two parties. A smug look appeared on his face. He first praised, and then his eyes were blurred, as if he was remembering something.

"There was once an eighth-rank formation master of the human race who wanted to get my golden horn idea. Guess what happened to him afterwards?"

Jin Jiao's voice seemed a little excited, and he actually started telling the story at this moment.

For some reason, even Lu Xun, who knew the amazing power of the formation after it was formed, didn't make any unnecessary moves at this time.

Lu Xun didn't move, and Zhou Yunmu naturally wouldn't act rashly. As for Ember who was seriously injured, even if he wanted to move, he didn't have much strength, so he could only wait and see what happened.

The faces of the sea tribes outside who were also trapped in the Golden Horn Formation changed.

However, they knew that if they were trapped in this eighth-level golden horn formation, they might not be able to break out with their own strength.

That being the case, let's listen to the story of the King of Golden Horn first, and then talk about it. If you can escape today, maybe it will be a very smug talk in the future.

"What else? You must have caught and controlled him, and forced him to set up this eight-level formation!"

Under Lu Xun's mask, he curled his lips slightly, thinking to himself, is such a thing hard to guess?Otherwise, how did this eighth-level golden horn formation come about?

"Hehe, Leader Lu is indeed smart, but you only guessed half of it!"

The King of Golden Horn gave a thumbs up, and then his face became a little ferocious, and he said: "Every part of this Golden Horn formation contains the flesh and blood of that peak human eighth-rank formation master, making this eighth-rank The power of the super large formation has been raised to a higher level!"

"That is to say, as long as you are trapped in this king's eighth-level golden horn formation, even if you are halfway to the ninth level, the final result can only be death!"

Perhaps this is what King Golden Horn really wants to say, and it is also his last chance to survive this time. He believes that what he said will definitely scare all the sea people.

If Lu Ming, the leader of the killing alliance, is frightened, there is still room for negotiation between the two parties.

And even if the opponent still chooses to be tough, the Golden Horn King with the eighth-level peak formation can also remain invincible.

"Level eight peak formation?"

It's just that King Jinjiao didn't see that when he finished his several consecutive words, the corners of the mouth of a certain woman in white raised slightly, it was Zhou Yunmu, the first genius of the Zhou Wu Dynasty.

"I'm afraid you guys will never know that what you are facing is actually an eighth-rank formation master!"

This was what Zhou Yunmu was thinking at this moment. She had gone to learn about Lu Xun's past, especially during her year at Daxuan Teachers College, which really shocked her.

Even for the talented literary masters of the Zhou Wu Dynasty, it would be a great thing to have one major profession and one more minor profession. Zhou Yunmu himself is such a genius.

But the guy named Lu Xun, it is impossible to tell which scribe profession he has majored in. It seems that he is proficient in all scribe professions, and there is no distinction between master and assistant.

According to Zhou Yunmu's knowledge, when Lu Xun first joined the Literary and Teachers College, the deans of many branches competed for it, and even almost fought each other.

Later, Lu Xun joined the Chess Academy, and his chess skills were also extremely amazing, but his performance in Daxuan Wenshi Academy was not limited to one of chess, but also countless other writing professions.

As for the details, Zhou Yunmu only knew from Tingxinlou's information, but at least now she has seen Lu Xun's poison healing skills with her own eyes, as well as the musicians.

That being the case, presumably Lu Xun's attainments in the field of formation masters should never be too low.

But the King of Golden Horn wants to use an eighth-level formation to deal with Lu Xun. Isn't this Lu Ban's big axe?
(End of this chapter)