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Zhuo Yifan stepped forward with one big hand, the sword of the saint turned into a stream of light, pierced through the void with a swish, appeared in front of the altar, turned into a big sword in the air, and stabbed at the altar.

boom!

At this moment, the sky above the altar is red and white, and the runes are surging, like a dragon twisting and rolling.

The sword of the saint erupted suddenly, and its power was not inferior to the sword of the stars. The power of this assassination was also very terrifying. If it were an ordinary magic circle, it would collapse directly.

But when the sword stabbed above the altar, it was like piercing the thick shield, and the tip of the sword was sunken, but it didn't pierce.

Zhuo Yifan was startled, and instantly there was a huge counter-shock force from the sword of the saint.

The void vibrates, like layers of folds spreading out, and each fold spreads out to form a layer of space.

The expansion of this layer is like countless layers of space expanding at the same time.

The gathered power of space is so powerful that it is simply beyond imagination.

Although masters from the lower realms can only unleash the peak power of true immortals, the magic circle and weapons are not too restricted.

The magic circle above the altar erupted and immediately bounced back the sword of the saint. Even Zhuo Yifan didn't dare to be careless.

He turned to one side and quickly moved away.

, the sword light flew, and the place where he stood just now has become nothingness.

Zhuo Yifan frowned, and activated the footwork of the [Seven Stars Against the Sky Formation], his body traveled through the void in an instant, and finally grabbed the sword of the saint.

"Someone sabotaged the ceremony, stop them."

One of the men in black shouted loudly, and everyone jumped out one after another. All kinds of weapons and magic weapons were covered like raindrops, almost sealing off the entire space.

Anlong snorted coldly in disdain: "A group of frogs at the bottom of a well dare to be arrogant."

He pinched his five fingers repeatedly, and the runes rippled and fluctuated, instantly setting up space barriers in front of him.

Zhuo Yifan shouted: "Brother An, destroying the altar is the priority. You block the space, how can we get there?"

Zhuo Yifan was anxious, this altar was too powerful, the counter-shock force actually caused the sword of the saint to penetrate multiple layers of space, Zhuo Yifan was able to catch up only by relying on [Seven Star Footwork].

Originally, he could use the [Seven Star Defense Formation] to teleport there, but Anlong arranged a space barrier to resist the attack, and at the same time blocked Zhuo Yifan.

Anlong smiled wryly. Although he was good at writing, he couldn't bear such a dense magic weapon attack.

Mahayana masters teamed up to attack, but it was very powerful.

He didn't dare to fight head-on.

Zhuo Yifan stepped on the seven stars and held the sword of the saint, coming like the wind.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Countless magic weapons bombarded the space barrier, creating chaos.

However, the barrier also successfully blocked this wave of attacks.

The more than 50 men in black are clearly organized and disciplined, and they are very experienced in dealing with such scenes.

They formed a continuous formation, relying on magic weapons to launch waves of attacks.

The power of each wave of attack is no less than that of the Dark Magic Cannon.

This is the throat of the passage, and it is the only way to go in.

These intensive attacks came alternately, and it was simply a blockade of covering firepower, making it impossible for people to take advantage of loopholes.

As soon as Anlong's formation was broken, Zhuo Yifan rushed forward recklessly. The seven-star heaven-defying formation could be called heaven-defying, and moved away in an instant, avoiding the second wave of attacks.

Anlong was being moved, and thought that Zhuo Yifan was not bad, and he knew how to protect himself from the gunfire, but just as he thought about it, he saw that Zhuo Yifan in front had disappeared, and he was rushing forward foolishly. A magic weapon to a large wave.

Anlong's face changed.

Although he is powerful, he can't withstand dozens of Mahayana masters attacking together.

However, his strength is also terrifying. With a roar, the magic power of the peak of the true demon turned into a torrent and surged out.

At the same time, the talisman on his body flashed, and a magic treasure lay in front of him, turning into a huge shield and covering him.

The level of magic treasures of these masters in the Mahayana period is not low, they can be called high-level, and the power of shooting at the same time is really terrifying, especially in such a small space, when gathered together, it surpasses the super magic weapon of [Dark Magic Cannon]. magic treasure.

Zhuo Yifan had passed the man in black, and his goal was the altar circle.

But at this moment, the magic circle has almost been fused, and the white light bursts out, making people almost unable to open their eyes.

The powerful fluctuation even made Zhuo Yifan think it was the sun exploding.

An anxiety rose in his heart, and he waved his hand.

【Meteor Fire Drop】!

The first move of the giant boxing attack was blatant, and the fist turned into a shooting star, which roared out.

The small fireball continued to soar in flight, and finally turned into a big fireball, like a burning sun, bombarding the altar circle.

This was Zhuo Yifan's all-out blow, and his pure power had reached the peak of a true demon, which could be called the most powerful power that a creature from the lower world could emit.

boom!

The meteor exploded, causing the space to vibrate violently, and a huge energy storm erupted in an instant.

Zhuo Yifan's face changed, he didn't expect that the altar array was so powerful that even the [Meteor Fire Pendant] couldn't destroy it.

This is almost Zhuo Yifan's strongest strength at present.

If this can't be destroyed, Zhuo Yifan really has nothing to do.

This energy storm erupted, and directly rolled up the man in black, flying up like a throwing stone, hitting the rock wall, howling again and again.

This helped Anlong solve a wave of threats, and he couldn't help laughing.

But the storm came in an instant, rolled him up, and threw him fiercely on the rock wall.

Anlong let out a wail. Although his body was strong, the severe pain from being beaten like this was real.

The rock wall was so hard that it was beyond imagination. With his physical strength, even a magic treasure would have to be smashed into pieces, but when it hit the rock wall, it didn't even break into pieces.

But the man in black is miserable. The power of the altar circle plus Zhuo Yifan's power has definitely reached the peak of power in this world. It is conceivable that it is raging in such a small space.

On the spot, the bodies of several Mahayana masters were smashed to pieces.

The magic weapon was directly turned into fragments and scattered all over the ground.

The lucky ones fled from the shock wave one after another, and stepped aside with ashen faces.

This shock wave is really terrible.

Zhuo Yifan still wanted to attack, but Anlong yelled: "Brother Zhuo, this is the interface teleportation array. Once opened, it has great power. Unless you can cut through the void, it cannot be destroyed at all."

Zhuo Yifan was shocked: "Is this a teleportation array? Who do they want to teleport over?"

Anlong said: "The interface teleportation array is a super teleportation array used on two interfaces. No one knows which interface they are connected to."

Zhuo Yifan's heart suddenly sank: "Could it be the Upper Realm?"

"Impossible. Although the power of the Three Realms Barrier has weakened, it has not yet collapsed. Any teleportation will cause a catastrophic crash. No one dares to do such a suicide thing."

Anlong also said with a face full of surprise.