Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 772 Victory

"This person must die, otherwise the way of the formation will be respected by the human race!"

Looking at the Zhenshan mountain that suppressed Jiutian, shattered the universe, and crushed the galaxy above his head, Elder Ming's murderous intent was blazing, and his fear of Zuo Ci reached an unprecedented level.

Anything done to the extreme is very terrifying!

For example, in the eighth heaven, there is a great world called 'Literary World', which cultivates almost all literary students in the world.

In the world of literature, no one can surpass the master of the literature world.

Facing the lord of the literary world, even Di Tian, ​​the lord of the heavens and clans, must be treated with caution.

"Scorching Sun Formation!"

Elder Ming roared, flicked his fingers, and shot out thousands of formation patterns, forming a huge sixth-rank immortal formation, like the sun in the sky, shining brightly.

After the array was set up, he struck towards the fairy mountain above his head, and the flames soared into the sky, burning everything.

"Five thunders strike the formation!"

Elder Ming will drink again.

Clouds of dark clouds gathered to form hundreds of miles of thunderclouds. Countless dazzling thunders shuttled through the clouds, with a great momentum, just like the birth of the thunder god in ancient times.

The sky thunder was like a dragon, and it struck against the sky, shattering the starry sky.

"Thousand Swords Killing Formation!"

"Golden Body Formation!"

Shouts of shouts reverberated across the star field.

In a short while, there were hundreds of formations hanging around Elder Ming's body, most of them were level five fairy formations, and only a few were level six fairy formations.

As for the seventh-level fairy formation, there is none.

In the realm of Elder Yiming, he can only arrange formations below the seventh level in one thought. To arrange a formation of the seventh level, it needs careful preparation and takes a long time.

"town!"

Zuo Ci drank coldly, his face did not change at all.

In his formation mountain, there are more than [-] formations, and the sixth-level immortal formation is no less than a thousand. Isn't it easy to destroy a hundred formations?
Rumble!
The formation mountain was pressed down, and thousands of formations came out together, and the pressure was steady. No formation, no formation, even time and space and starry sky, all fell apart and ceased to exist.

"hateful!"

Seeing that the formation mountain was pressed down and the hundreds of formations were shattered, Elder Ming's expression suddenly changed, and he was furious. How could a little sixth-level formation mage force him into such a mess?

He is a seventh-level formation mage, a master of formation!

What is a sixth-level formation mage?
To him, it was just an ant!
He still doesn't believe that his majestic seventh-level formation master will lose to a sixth-level formation master?

No matter what, no matter what price you pay, you must defeat Zuo Ci, and cut this hateful human race into pieces!
"die!"

"Thousands of blood essence, injected into the source!"

Elder Ming gritted his teeth, and manipulated the 'star-thirsty array' again, blood gusts surged, forming countless gusts of wind, tearing everything apart, and attacking the world of Bingyi Xiaoqian.

Every wisp of wind contains killing potential!
The sound of the wind howled, shattered the sky of the world, and blew between the heavens and the earth of the Bingyi Xiaoqian world.

Before countless Ice Wings could react, they felt stinging pain all over their bodies, and their flesh and blood fell off in pieces. They endured the torture of skinning and peeling their flesh, until they died in pain.

"Senior, you."

An elder of the Ice Wing clan saw the tragic death of countless clansmen, his face was pale, his mind twitched, and he asked angrily.

But before he finished speaking, he was sucked into the blood wind, his flesh and blood were separated, and he lost consciousness.

He couldn't figure it out until he died.

Why are the same clans of all heavens and ten thousand clans, the elders of Ming will kill the Ice Wing clan.

Soon, the Ice Wing Small Thousand World with a diameter of one billion kilometers turned into a dead place, covered with bones, and even the inconspicuous ants were ruthlessly obliterated.

"melt!"

Elder Ming roared, his face contorted.

The power of massive essence and blood is integrated into the 'star-thirsty formation', full of overwhelming hostility. After the five formations, there is a new formation called blood power!
"It's actually the law of blood!"

"The formations of the two ways come out together, comparable to the eighth-level immortal formation!"

Elder Ming sensed it for a moment, and was very pleasantly surprised, then looked at Zuo Ci, and sternly shouted: "Human race, die!"

Two Taoist formations, which were enough to make Da Luo Jinxian's face change, erupted, covering the formation mountain, and shattered a large area of ​​the formation.

The downward trend of Zhenshan was abruptly delayed.

"If you are a real eighth-level formation mage, Pindao may not be able to defeat you!"

"It's a pity that you are only a seventh-level formation mage. Even if you control two Taoist formations, you can't exert the power of an eighth-level immortal formation!"

"Spirit, come out!"

There was a flash of light in Zuo Ci's eyes, and he swung the whisk in his hand, and a mysterious light fell down.

Since it is a fairy mountain, how can there be no dragons?

"hold head high!"

A majestic voice came from the mountains, shaking the starry sky.

The mountain swayed, and a golden dragon flew out, baring its teeth and claws, revealing endless coercion, traversing the sky, making the nine heavens and ten earths tremble.

This golden dragon is made by Zuo Ci refining the fairy mine in the mountain, and then transforming it with the source of the array. It is regarded as the spirit of the array mountain and can fully exert the power of the array mountain.
"Town! Town! Town!"

Zuo Ci shouted.

The golden dragon roared, coiled around the mountain, and swooped down.

Zhenshan, which had slowed its descent, returned to its normal speed again, even faster than before.

God, crushed!
Starry sky, crushed!

The star-thirsty formation is still crushed!

Elder Ming was also pushed back violently, with blood dripping from his mouth and nose, and he felt suffocated, as if he had been abandoned by the world, the law, and the Tao.

"No"

Finally, in a voice of despair, the two ways broke apart.

Elder Ming, this Master of Formation Dao that comes from the universe and is admired by hundreds of millions of living beings, is like an ant, suppressed by the Formation Mountain, and crushed to a pulp.

Suddenly, the starry sky returned to tranquility.

Only the formation mountain was hanging in the sky, Zuo Ci stood on the top of the mountain, with a fairy-like demeanor, like a supreme being in charge of the formation, invincible in the world.

"hiss!"

"Da Qin actually won!"

Countless onlookers were stunned, gasped, stiffened, and looked at Zuo Ci in disbelief. This human warrior, who was not seen at the beginning, actually won?

Until now, the scenes of the previous battle still appeared in the minds of the strong, and they could not calm down for a long time.

"It's over!"

"The Ice Wing Clan was defeated, and the Dao master sent by the Wanzutang fell. Just ask Xiaoqian World, who can stop Daqin's soldiers?"

After regaining consciousness, the faces of some watching the battle changed drastically, and their hearts trembled, so that they felt chills on their backs, as if they were being stared at by a god of death.

"no!"

"I want to pass the news of this battle back and let the ethnic group migrate. Only in this way can the possibility of keeping the bloodline!"

A strong man of the half-evil clan secretly channeled, frantically circulated his immortal energy, and flew towards the group.

There are not a few strong men from all the heavens and all races who have the same idea as him, and they have used their body skills to cross the starry sky, leaving behind countless phantoms.

"All the troops listen to the order and push the heavens and all races in the small thousand world!"

Seeing the actions of the powerful men from all the heavens and ten thousand races, Zhao Yun ordered in a cold voice.

The plot of the Ice Wing Clan fails, and what follows will be the end of the heavens and all the clans.

From now on, only the human race will be the only one in the small thousand world!

"Kill kill kill!"

The generals roared, the thousands of troops roared, the terrifying morale soared to the sky, and the majestic killing intent raged, shaking the entire star field.

In the next breath, fifteen streaks of blood pierced through the sky and disappeared among the stars.

(End of this chapter)