Shura God Emperor

Everyone looked at Elder Shen somewhat inexplicably.

The so-called third round has also been said before, but Elder Shen has been selling off the ball and has not yet announced it.

"Elder Shen, what's the third round? Tell us in advance." Although Zhan Xiaoyu's personality is not very strong, for them, if they don't realize the upper limit, it means failure.

It is impossible to say that I don't want to try again.

Except for this third round.

"The third round is not necessarily there. Strictly speaking, the third round is the increased competition system we have discussed over the years, but it is more difficult to appear."

"why?"

"Because if someone touches the upper limit of the formation, and this upper limit must be a sixth-level formation, we will increase it." Elder Shen finally said.

Everyone was taken aback.

The upper limit is six levels of formation to appear in the third round?

Then they set their eyes on Duan Zhihui.

Now there is only one great master of the formation left. It seems that Duan Zhihui is the only one who can touch the upper limit of the formation.

I saw that Duan Zhihui was constantly urging his soul power, and there was a formation to fight the violent wind, even the monstrous whirlwind.

Duan Zhihui persisted for the longest time. About ten minutes later, the light of Duan Zhihui's mask suddenly became rich.

Elder Shen didn't wrinkle, but a disciple of the Purple Spirit Sect exclaimed, "Is this going to condense light cocoon?"

There is light above the head, that is, the beginning of the entry, and the appearance of the mask is to comprehend the lower limit of the formation. The light cocoon they said is a performance that is about to understand the upper limit of the formation.

"Duan Zhihui is really amazing. He deserves to be the most powerful double cultivation in decades. His cultivation is already at the peak of his spiritual realm. Is his formation talent so good?"

Everyone was amazed, Fu Yuran looked at the person in the secret indifferently, Ji Yining nodded solemnly, and Zhan Xiaoyu looked Xiao Yu.

Even though their three talents are different, and overall there is not much difference between the genius array mage, but compared to Duan Zhihui, they seem to be a little bit worse.

The elders of the Purple Spirit Sect saw that Duan Zhihui was the last one left, and showed signs of cocooning. It can be said that none of the elders have stretched their brows.

"The mask is solid, and finally reaches the level of light cocoon. It is to comprehend the level of formation." Even Qiu Dongyang was also emotional.

Back then, he also had such a situation.

They thought Duan Zhihui would not reach this level, but Naihe still appeared.

It feels like my baby is about to be stolen.

For example, when many people make friends, they will be generous at the beginning, talking and laughing, but when it comes to meaning, they can no longer bear the selfishness in their hearts.

They are exactly like this.

Zhao Xin didn't look at their expressions, but there was already a cold feeling towards the elders of the Purple Spirit Sect in her heart.

At the beginning, I kept saying that because of the strength of the Zongmen world formation, righteous words, and open this formation communication with passion, but in fact, when the outer disciples realized the essence of the formation, did it also reveal a little Human heart?

They just didn't react.

Zhao Xin's favor with the Purple Spirit Sect seems to have dropped a lot.

The third elder glanced at it, smiled faintly, and said, "It looks like a failure."

His words were an understatement, but there was a kind of relief in it.

Seeing this, several elders nodded.

Sure enough, just when everyone thought that the mask on Duan Zhihui's body would continue to solidify, suddenly within the secret realm, a light flashed and Duan Zhihui came out.

The disciple on the upper floor of the pavilion was suddenly lost.

"Failed?"

Even the children of Bai Yugu, Xuanjian Pavilion, Haotian Sect, and Huanyue Sect, although they didn't fall into trouble, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Anyway, if Duan Zhihui really penetrated the sixth-level formation, wouldn't the overall strength of this windshield door rise?

These disciples, who were pregnant with ghosts, secretly rejoiced in their hearts.

Duan Zhihui's face was pale and unwilling to gritted his teeth.

"Almost! Almost I made it!"