Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1345 After Retiring the Enemy

"I hope Master Jian can break through the formation!"

The other disciples of the holy courtyard showed nervous expressions.

At this moment, they couldn't do anything, they could only watch Jian Fengyun taking risks in the formation.

Perhaps it was because the positions of those manipulating the formation changed, Jian Fengyun's footsteps also stopped suddenly, and his eyes scanned the surroundings.

There were more than thirty figures in black robes. They fought alternately, and it was difficult to see who was controlling the formation.

Time passed minute by minute.

The surrounding demon energy became more and more intense.

The area covered by the Buddha's power is getting smaller and smaller, and Daxi Tianjiao and others among them are sweating profusely and their faces are turning pale.

Hold on to the limit to the point where you can't hold it anymore.

The people in the holy courtyard also held their breath, with nervous expressions on their faces.

The demonic energy that eroded the Buddha's power was already close to a liquid state, turning red in the black, directly burning the Buddha's power.

Under such terrifying demon energy, they don't know how long they can live without the protection of Buddha's power.

Jian Fengyun noticed the sound from behind, turned his head slightly to look behind, then his face darkened, and looked forward.

The thirty black-robed warriors smiled contemptuously.

Apparently, seeing Jian Fengyun not moving for a long time, he thought that there was nothing he could do.

"At first I wanted to deal with you slowly, but since you are looking for death, I can only let you die."

Jian Fengyun's eyes were ice-cold, and murderous intent slowly appeared on his face.

After the words fell, he squeezed out a formula in the palm of his hand and landed on the ground under his feet.

His footsteps began to move, and every time he took a step, several formulas fell.

In just a dozen or so breaths, the ground was covered with dozens of runes.

These runes exuded a golden light and merged into the formation patterns on the ground, and they were not repelled by the formation.

"What is he doing?"

The black-robed warriors outside the formation stared at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces.

"inverse!"

Jian Fengyun's eyes narrowed, and he gave a soft drink.

A golden talisman shot out from his palm and shot into the ground.

With his body as the center, the formation pattern of the entire formation is turning into gold at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
The next moment, there were six crackling sounds in the surrounding area.

I saw that the six black-robed warriors who had previously hidden the Eight-blood Lock God Formation were all backlashed, and their hands burst open in the void, turning into a cloud of blood mist and drifting away.

"The erosion of magic energy has disappeared!"

The monks of Daxitian Sect suddenly felt a sense of relaxation in their bodies.

There was a look of surprise on Fa Yi's face.

Just now, in the surrounding area where they were about to lose their hold, the devilish energy pervading all around suddenly receded like a tide receding, no longer eroding the Buddha power released by them.

"Look!"

Lan You exclaimed.

Li Chongzun and the others were stunned.

I saw, not far in front of them, Jian Fengyun was dressed in white clothes flying up, his black hair fluttering, like a peerless war god, surrounded by magic formulas in his palm.

The surrounding formations seemed to be under his control.

"No, he actually knew the flaws of the Eight Blood Lock God Formation, and he was able to use it to control the formation in reverse."

Outside the formation, the leading black-robed warrior's complexion sank, and he spoke.

"Boss, what is reverse control?"

A black-robed warrior asked puzzledly.

Many of them have never dabbled in the formation, even if there are a few who know some formation, they can't understand the Eight Blood Lock God Formation at all.

You know, this is the formation created by the Demon God Emperor of the Demon Race.

They are barely usable, not at all comprehensible.

"Reverse control is to crack the formation and then run it in the opposite direction. Anyway, it is out of the control of the original owner of the formation, and the consequences are extremely serious."

The leader of the black-robed man stared at Jian Fengyun and said.

Although he has dabbled in formations, he has not dabbled deeply. For formations such as the eight-blood lock god formation, he can only watch helplessly as he exploits various loopholes and controls the formation.

"die!"

Jian Fengyun's eyes were full of soul power, and he could only see the magic formula in his hand.

The next moment, the devilish energy within the formation was like a bursting torrent, spreading towards the surroundings.

"escape!"

The leading black-robed warrior was the first to react, turned around and left without saying a word.

His divine power was pushed to the extreme, and his figure turned into a blood-red light, he didn't dare to stay at all, and left without looking back.

From the opening to the disappearance, only about three breaths passed.

Yes, it takes about three breaths.

Most of the thirty or so warriors hadn't reacted yet, they were directly engulfed by the violent demonic energy.

The black-red demonic energy directly eroded their bodies, entangled them, and made it impossible for them to escape.

"what--"

They screamed horribly.

Although they have already fused with the blood of the Demon God Emperor, after all, the fusion has not been complete. Strictly speaking, they are still a human race.

The human race's natural resistance to demonic energy is relatively weak, not to mention the demonic energy condensed by the eight blood locks.

In just a moment, their bodies were cracked by the terrifying magic power, and blood gushed out.

Demonic energy emerged from their wounds, and the cracks in flesh and blood became bigger and bigger. There were cracks on their faces full of ferocious expressions, and demonic energy gushed out.

In just a few moments, the devilish energy directly eroded his flesh and blood, eroding inch by inch and then dissipating.

Twenty or so skeletons appeared on the surrounding ground in just a moment.

There were a few black-robed warriors who escaped, and they disappeared without looking back.

They knew that if they were a step late, they might become one of the bones on the ground.

"Disperse!"

Jian Fengyun swept his gaze, and pinched the formula in his hand.

The next moment, on the ground with him as the center, a series of patterns disappeared directly.

The surrounding demonic energy also slowly dissipated, losing its tyrannical damage power.

"so amazing!"

Lan You and the others walked out just now when they saw the demonic energy from the outside world dissipated. They exclaimed as they looked at Jian Fengyun's back.

"I didn't expect Brother Jian, you are not only unparalleled in combat power, but also dabble in formations so deeply."

Li Chongzun also showed joy on his face.

He stepped forward and patted Jian Fengyun's shoulder lightly.

thump!
The next moment, Jian Fengyun fell forward, like a sculpture, motionless.

"Let's see what's going on with Young Master Jian?"

Lan You said in surprise, and then stepped forward.

I don't know if I don't touch it, but I'm startled when I touch it.

Jian Fengyun's whole body seemed to be drenched with rainwater. He was drenched and sweating profusely. It was nothing compared to the mighty God of War just now.

"I'm fine, get ready and head north ahead."

Jian Fengyun's eyes narrowed, and he spoke abruptly.

Using the reverse formation just now consumes a lot.
(End of this chapter)