Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Feng Lin was stunned in mid-air, and then he froze, still too naive.

He even forgot that so many formation masters were under the control of the Yin-Yang Crusaders.

People can bring one to help them crack the relic formation.

Their efficiency will far exceed others.

Feng Lin didn't do anything else, but stared at the old man to see how he did it.

The formation in the old man's hand suddenly rose to the sky.

The huge formation is at a high place, spreading out for [-] meters.

Boom!

The formation dropped a beam of light and hit the ground.

Feng Lin began to approach the beam of light little by little, studying it carefully.

The old man walked into the beam of light.

Feng Lin didn't know what he was doing either, so he could only wait nearby.

Not only Feng Lin, but other people in black robes around him are approaching here.

Obviously, they also know that this old man is cracking the formation.

"Everyone, there's no need to wear a black robe to cover yourself, especially those top experts, why hide it?"

Ying Yao glanced around with a smile, "Our Yin-Yang Crusaders and you are all here to compete for treasures. Everyone is competing in a healthy way, and we can't afford to lose."

The many people in black robes who came up around did not move.

"Humph! Then stop fighting."

Mu Ran put one hand in his trouser pocket and sneered, "I think you all know that as long as you strong people make a move, everyone knows where they come from."

"Hahaha! That's what I said, the two captains, I won't hide it."

As a middle-aged man tore off his black robe, revealing his blond hair.

Feng Lin was a little surprised, this person is the Sun Race expert who appeared on the blood alliance side.

Sang Mingfeng.

Someone took the lead, and someone behind took off their black robes one after another.

However, these people are all from the big forces, and they belong to the kind of random one or two tricks, and they all know where you come from.

More people are like Feng Lin.

Always wear a black robe, so that no one can see your appearance.

About 10 minutes later, the beam of light gradually disappeared, and the old man inside opened his eyes.

He said flatly: "The formation of this relic is very old, and it is turned on. It is a super powerful killing formation. I can't crack it."

"Kill the formation?"

Ying Yao frowned.

Not only the yin and yang crusaders, but other masters around also began to consider whether to continue.

The old man in front of him must be a master of formation.

He all said that it was a killing formation, and that was definitely not wrong.

"Zhao You, you are considered the top among those master formation masters. You really can't do anything about it."

Mu Ran asked in a cold voice with his trouser pockets inserted.

"If you don't believe me, you can find other people to see if they can break it. Anyway, I can't help it."

Zhao You looked at the snow-capped mountains on all sides, "This killing formation should belong to the formation that guards the ruins."

"If it is to protect the ruins, most of the ruins should be closed, shouldn't they?"

Ying Yao asked calmly.

"If there is no accident, the people in the original ruins may have something to go out, so they will start the formation to prevent the enemy from stealing their home, but they did not return in the end."

Zhao You looked at Ying Yao, "Anyway, I can't solve it, or I'll replace it."

"You are an expert, we listen to you, what can you do?"

Ying Yao said with a smile.

"My only way is to follow the killing formation and break through step by step. Our lives are in danger at any time."

Zhao You looked at the surrounding snow-capped mountains, "I don't want to die yet, you should call other masters of formation."

"It's all coming, how can you change people in the middle."

Ying Yao said with a smile, "As for killing the formation, just go and see."

"That's right, other people around didn't scare away, what are our yin and yang crusaders afraid of?"

Mu Ran also followed.

"Okay, let's get started."

Several circles of runes appeared around Zhao You's body, and he himself was suspended at a high place.

Feng Lin looked at the ruins from time to time, and many people were rushing here in an endless stream.

There are more and more people in the ruins.

The rune on Zhao You turned into a ray of light and hit the snow below.

Boom!

The entire ruins began to shake violently, and avalanches erupted all over the ruins.

These snows combine and intersect with each other, and finally become a snowman warrior more than two meters high.

As the snow on the hillside disappeared, everyone around them discovered that there was no mountain at all.

It's a transparent iceberg.

Following the ice, everyone found that there was a huge pothole below, and the walls of the pothole were inlaid with golden and green spiritual stones.

Brush brush!
There were countless white snowmen warriors around, killing everyone.

But many masters here are not afraid at all, they are all attracted by the spirit stone under the iceberg.

Looking at such a large piece, at least more than [-] tons.

Ying Yao took out a green long sword from the space ring and swung it out.

The green sword energy was dozens of meters long, and instantly cut off countless snowmen in the middle.

Boom!

His sword energy continued to fly far away, hitting the iceberg.

But the iceberg easily blocked it, and even the ice slag did not fall.

As for the severed snowmen, they regrouped and charged towards them.

"The people of the blood alliance should be trapped in this formation. They saw the spirit mine, but they couldn't get it, so they could only leave."

Feng Lin whispered in his heart, he retreated to the other side of the iceberg and landed below.

A shadow flew out of him, to see if he could use the god to pass through the ice.

If so, he will take away these spirit stones.

But he still thinks too much, unable to cross the iceberg.

He took out his go-getter and knocked it hard on the ice,
Frost easily blocked the attack of the go-getter.

"Strange, what's going on?"

Feng Lin frowned slightly, Bingshan obviously has no formation pattern, why can't his own skills work?

Could it be that the pictures in front of you are fake?Still a phantom?

brush!
While Feng Lin was thinking about it, two snowmen slashed at Feng Lin with white long swords in their hands.

Feng Lin quickly retreated and slashed with a sword.

Click!

The snowman shatters as a whole, but comes back together in a moment.

Feng Lin's other hand condensed a dark red long sword.

He was going to try out the snowman's attack.

boom!
The snowman's fist easily shattered the sword condensed by Feng Lin, and the enormous power even reached the ninth order.

Feng Lin was startled and quickly avoided, not wasting time on the snowman.

In the distance, the Yin-Yang Crusaders and others have been helping Zhao You resist the surrounding snowmen.

The combat power of these snowmen is only at the level of ordinary ninth-order, and facing the yin and yang crusaders, it does not pose a threat at all.

But it couldn't be killed, and it gradually made a few people angry.

"Zhao You! What should I do? The snowman can't be killed, and we can't waste Qi like this."

Mu Ran asked impatiently.

"I'm still researching!"

Zhao You's figure kept flashing on the iceberg, and suddenly, he found an iceberg, "Here!"

boom!
The rune in his hand hit immediately.

Rumble!
The snowmen around were scattered again, like a sky avalanche, falling from the sky.

In an instant, everyone around him was buried.

The world in front of Feng Lin's eyes was pitch black, and he kept breaking out with energy, which was of no use at all.

It took him half a minute to break free before he got out of the snow and found himself in an ancient city.

The atmosphere around is also much less.

"Is it another formation that separates everyone?"

Feng Lin muttered to himself.

"You! Come here!"

At this moment, on the high city wall, a woman in a white military uniform pointed at Feng Lin.

There are two flames hanging from her earrings, it is the fifteenth captain, wood burning.