Shura God Emperor

"what!?"

When these words came out, everyone in the room was shocked, and Duan Zhihui was also unbelievable.

Zhan Xiaoyu was also very surprised, and said: "Elder Shen, really... how did he..."

"Only the elders of us can truly sense the situation in the secret realm. The formation that Xiao Yu showed just now can't be wrong. At that level, it is a fifth-level formation."

"Wow!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room was in an uproar, even Zhan Xiaoyu's face turned paler.

"Unexpectedly, he is also a great master of formation!"

"That means, he is also a genius double cultivation?"

Everyone was surprised, but when they thought about it, they seemed to understand.

"No wonder he didn't like the fourth-level formation, but chose a fifth-level formation that is equivalent to the soul realm. There was a reason."

Yes, the great master of the formation almost always chooses the fifth-level formation to comprehend. Who would be willing to choose a fourth-level formation?

Duan Zhihui's face was stunned, but after he was surprised, he sneered: "This kid is really hidden! But it turns out that even the Grand Master of the formation is useless."

Many disciples sighed, even Ji Yining sighed.

Yes, what about hiding the strength? What about the Great Master of Formation?

The Clone of Wood itself couldn't be broken, and now it was trapped by a large tomb altar, and the result was waiting to die.

Above the pavilion, Tang Fan also exclaimed, and said: "I really didn't expect that this kid, the soul realm has grown to such a level. When I was in the Chenbei Dynasty, he was not even a master of formation."

Several elders all expressed regret. Zhao Xin and Qiu Dongyang only just learned the true strength of Xiao Yu's soul. From this point of view, that young man is also a genius mage!

Slowly, Zhao Xin's eyes became calm, and she rose calmly.

In Tang Fan's words, this was Xiao Yu's own choice and Xiao Yu's good fortune.

The road to cultivation is rough and rugged, and it is impossible to be smooth. No one will go smoothly for a lifetime.

Just like Xiao Yu, she has heard too much about Xiao Yu.

For ordinary people, everything Xiao Yu did seemed impossible every time, and every time he seemed to be killed by revenge, but every time he was alive.

This can be said to be a kind of talent, but it can also be said to be a kind of good luck.

Regarding Xiao Yu’s situation, none of the elders of the Purple Spirit Sect fell into trouble. The fifth elder said, "It's a pity that Xiaoyao is a talented formation mage, but if Xiao Yu died here, I'm afraid they will blame Wenzhan. ."

Speaking of Wen Zhan, I am afraid that the world of the sect is not unknown, the first person under the lord, the strength is extremely terrifying, and the strongest temporarily at the sect.

Xiao Yu was a true disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, and was also rated as a super genius born in Xiaoyao Sect in a century. If he died like this, it would be impossible to guarantee that they would not blame the Purple Spirit Sect for the literary war.

The third elder snorted coldly, and said: "Evil causes bring evil results, we didn't force him to choose, he is very good in literary war, but our Purple Spirit Sect is not a soft persimmon!"

The elders did not know what to say.

Zhao Xin's heart was as peaceful as water, but she didn't know how, she saw a genius that she knew before, a great genius in the sect world that was slowly growing up, but because of such a choice, she also felt a little regretful.

Then she didn't seem to look down, Zhao Xin retracted her gaze, her eyes returned to her coldness.

Everyone has his own way, and she also has her own way. It is impossible for her to care about a little guy who was already a world apart.

Just as Zhao Xin was about to leave here, suddenly, someone yelled from below the venue.

"Look, Xiao Yu seems to be... smiling?"