Fantasy: Me! Start With The Pavilion Of Celestial Secrets

Chapter 43 Ancient Heroic Soul!

"Your time is past."

A Saint King protector said indifferently.

His whole body was filled with Spirit Power, his body erupted with radiant light, endless divine splendor soared into the sky, his energy and blood surged, his energy was surging, his whole body seemed to be transformed into a divine furnace, trying to refine the world!

He was already ready to take action, smashing the skeleton with one blow, imprisoning its remnant soul, and searching for the memory forcibly!

"Slow down, let the young people in the clan try it. They haven't experienced hardships for a long time, just like the flowers of Life in the greenhouse, it's okay to suffer."

The last protector spoke.

He is the oldest and has the highest Cultivation Base, which has faintly reached Saint King Apex.

"Hmph! I'll let you go."

The guardian who wanted to make a move said.

"Go ahead, each according to his means, whoever gets it will get it."

The highest protector of Cultivation Base announced.

At this time, no less than a hundred people had gathered around the skeleton. Except for the three guardians, they were all young talents from the Ye clan. In the ordinary sects outside, they were all monsters at the level of true disciples.

"Okay! Let's go first!"

A dozen or so young people have already discussed it. They retreated together, away from the range imprisoned by the formation, separated by endless distances, each brewing a big killer move. They want to use powerful force to explore the reality of this strange skeleton.

"disease!"

"burst!"

"Photograph!"

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In an instant, various Supernatural Power Martial Skills were shot out from their hands, and the Spiritual Qi in the arena was like a tide, surging with mighty power, swords and swords, divine light bursting out, and countless cracks were "stabbed" in the void.

With the cooperation of more than ten talented disciples, the power has faintly surpassed the limit of the Saint, reaching the casual blow of the Saint King.

"good."

A Dao protector showed a smile on his face. The young people in the clan really have unlimited potential. It is quite good to have such power under the hands of all.

"What rubbish?"

Skeleton closed its mouth in a jerky manner, and said shocking words.

He sat there casually, like an old man in his dying years, who would fall apart with the slightest breeze.

The cooperation of more than a dozen genius disciples turned into an endless tidal wave of terrifying energy that destroyed everything and surged towards him, but when it got close to him, it seemed to hit a mountain of ancient God, and it quietly disappeared. Yes, without arousing the slightest movement.

"Even the formation is not activated, I am so disappointed."

"If you don't have Saint King fighters, don't make any more shots. You'll dirty my king's eyes."

The skull snapped off the skull, took out a piece of white handkerchief from nowhere, and wiped the skull carefully, especially the two empty eye sockets, repeatedly rubbing and rubbing, as if it was really dirty.

"You, you dead skeleton, how dare you underestimate us!"

A young man was flushed with anger. He and the others were Semi-Saint Apex geniuses and evildoers. They were aloof and disdainful of the same rank. At this moment, they were despised by a skeleton who had died for an unknown number of years.

"This skeleton has the ability to be proud, Aotian, go ahead, don't hold back, go all out."

A guardian frowned.

He thought that Saint King's Cultivation Base could only barely see the general trend of the world just now, and sealed off one part of the world, instantly defeating the combined force of more than a dozen genius disciples.

"This formation... I'm afraid it's not simple, it's far beyond the normal Saint King formation."

Another guardian said in a deep voice.

They may be in trouble. The strength of this skeleton is beyond imagination. The ancient Saint King formation is amazingly powerful.

The boy known as Aotian took a step forward, and the aura of Saint Apex exploded on his body.

He is the young king of the younger generation of the Ye clan, ranking second.

As for the first guy, I heard that the clan sent him to the Eastern Earth Divine Dynasty to contact a mysterious force named Pavilion of Celestial Secrets. It is rumored that he has the ability to see the secrets of heaven.

"Buying a heavenly secret is too illusory. The Saint King inheritance in front of you is tangible. I want to surpass you, Ye Chenfan!"

Aotian held his head high, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, imposing manner, wearing a robe fluttering in the wind, walking like a tiger descending a mountain, he really has the posture of a Saint King!

His combat power is no less than that of a normal Saint King. He has mastered many powerful secret arts and profound methods. His physical body is strong, his soul is condensed, and his Dao foundation is extremely solid. It is not surprising that he can leapfrog challenges.

He walked towards the jade-colored skull step by step, and every time he took a step, his aura rose to a higher level.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

Like a savage giant elephant, his aura was so majestic that it almost condensed into substance, tearing apart the thick clouds in the sky, and his whole body stepped on the ground, causing the whole earth to tremble.

"Not imprisoned by the formation! Brother Ao's strength has indeed exceeded the limit that this skeleton can bear, and the formation can't limit his steps!"

Someone shouted excitedly, it was the first man who met the skeleton, he couldn't use the restricted escapism, he was extremely depressed, seeing Aotian approaching the skeleton unaffected, he naturally let out a bad breath.

"The young man is not bad. In our era, he could barely get on the stage. It's worth me mobilizing a little formation power."

"Live well, or retreat if you can't."

The skeleton still sat on the ground casually, stretched out his hand a little, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared, and ripples appeared in the void, like the surface of water.

A world-shocking formation slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"call……"

The strong wind howled, the flying sand and rocks flew, and the fierce smell of blood rushed straight into the sky. On the red land, countless corpses, armor, broken swords, and spears were exposed. The blood gathered on the ground to form a river, and there was no lack of some holy emperor's blood, rolling like beads, still pregnant with majestic vitality. In the void, 30,000 heroic souls roared, and 50,000 soldiers roared.

"Come on! Kill!"

"Revenge for my lord!"

"For the Sacred Land! Inheritance is immortal!"

"Immortal! Immortal! Eternal! Immortal!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!"

...

Countless remnant souls rushed out from the ground, occupying the entire sky. Some of them were missing arms, or half of their bodies, and they were incomplete. They all persisted with some kind of will in the dark, and Immortal was immortal.

The sky was still bright and clear a second ago, but in the blink of an eye, everyone seemed to have traveled to an ancient battlefield.

They are going through a horrific killing scene!

Here, Saint King is also as small as an ant.

"This... what a big formation! It has summoned back all the ancient heroic spirits, and has tens of thousands of combat power in its lifetime!"

The protector said in a deep voice, the place where he saw was blood red, and the strong killing intent crazily impacted his soul!

"Young man! Come and take the test!"

The jade-like skeleton finally stood up, and thousands of heroic souls lingered behind him, all shouting angrily!

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