Wrath of the Immortal

"What a mysterious formation, it really opened my eyes."

Xiao Chen stood in front of an open space, raised his head and looked around.

This is the end of the Rift Valley, and there is no way forward.

If you want to fly away from here, you can only go up and fly out of the cliff.

There are powerful formations around the cliff.

It is not easy to leave through the void.

Xiao Chen was silent for a while, and finally decided to use a formation to deal with the people who were chasing him.

He waved his wrist, and the branches on the ground quickly fell into his hands.

"Qianzun Twelve, Kunshun Dutian."

"Those who pursue me will perish, and those who capture me will perish."

"..."

Xiao Chen frowned and silently recited the magic formula obtained from the Qiankun Cauldron.

This is an extremely complex formation. According to legend, one can defeat a hundred.

Twelve Capital Tianmen Formation.

This formation consists of twelve small round sticks inserted conveniently into the ground.

Looking at it suddenly, these round shapes have no order.

One to the east, one to the west.

Some are straight and some are slanted, as if they were randomly inserted on the ground.

Very few people know the power of this formation.

If you use secret methods, you can open the two doors of death and destruction.

Even those who are strong in the foundation building stage and do not understand the secrets can still be seriously injured by low-level immortal cultivators.

This formation is used to defeat the weak and the strong, and it is truly magical.

Not long after, the Twelve Capital Tianmen Formation was formed.

A breeze blew, and there was a sense of solemnity in the world.

Invisible pressure instantly enveloped the surroundings.

Xiao Chen stood in the formation, his figure flashing and disappearing sometimes.

He was testing this formation, but to his surprise, the effect was even more powerful than imagined.

At this moment, a figure flew over and landed in the Twelve Capital Tianmen Formation.

"Boy, why don't you run away? Keep running if you dare!"

Liu Bolun looked at Xiao Chen and smiled coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, nearly a hundred streams of light flashed.

Everyone fell beside Liu Bolun and followed suit.

Most of them have already entered the Twelve Capital Tianmen Formation.

"Everyone, we have no grudges. If you wait..."

Xiao Chen looked at everyone, cupped his fists and said.

He didn't want to kill innocent people unless absolutely necessary.

I wanted to be polite first and then use force to persuade the other party to leave.

Unexpectedly, Liu Bolun and others did not give him a chance to finish what he said.

"Stop talking nonsense and hand over Kunpeng, and I can give you a complete corpse!"

Liu Bolun interrupted Xiao Chen's words and threatened coldly.

He held the flying sword tightly and pointed it at Xiao Chen angrily.

"Xiao has a bad temper and doesn't like to be threatened!"

Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was about to open the two gates of death and destruction in the Twelve Capital Tianmen Formation.

"You're not very good at cultivation, but your tone is too harsh. Let's see how I kill you!"

Liu Bolun patted the storage bag on his waist and pulled out a strange charm.

Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed and fell on the charm.

That was no ordinary spell, it contained huge energy.

"talisman!"

Xiao Chen said with a solemn expression.

"I didn't expect you to know about the talisman. Being able to die under the talisman is something to be proud of."

Liu Bolun sneered proudly, he also had proud capital.

Talismans are much more powerful than charms and have reached the level of treasures.

This thing is extremely powerful and can only be made by those who are strong in the Golden Core stage.

The attributes contained in it have the dual characteristics of spells and magic weapons.

In the eyes of immortal cultivators, it is also called a false magic weapon.

Among them, the top existence is also called a true treasure.

Talisman, a one-time consumption, is extremely powerful.

If a person with a cultivation level below the Golden Core stage is hit, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

"You want to kill me, but you don't have the ability yet!"

Xiao Chen snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared out of thin air.

"Invisibility?"

Liu Bolun was obviously stunned and shouted to everyone around him: "Let's all take action together and kill him!"

Everyone sacrificed their magical weapons and wanted to attack Xiao Chen, but they were embarrassed.

"Brother Liu, if you can't find that boy, how can you cast a spell?"

One of them said depressedly.

"this……"

Liu Bolun was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

The other party is right, how can we attack if we can't even find anyone?

You can't, just use the technique in the air!

Just when everyone couldn't think of a way to deal with it, they sensed the breath of death.

This breath comes from underground and from the surrounding formations.

Liu Bolun clearly felt that he would be killed by an invisible force at any time.

At the critical moment of life and death, he had only one thought in his mind.

That is to run as fast as possible and as far as possible.

"Retreat quickly, there is a powerful formation here..."

As soon as Liu Bolun finished speaking, he turned around and ran away from the formation.

He underestimated the Twelve Capital Tianmen Formation. He was trapped in it and had no chance of escaping.

The terrifying power was released from the formation and fell on Liu Bolun instantly.

"ah!!!"

Liu Bolun let out a scream and fell from the air.

Everyone looked at it intently, and their expressions changed drastically.

Liu Bolun's flesh and blood were blurred, and his breath disappeared.

Even his three souls and seven souls were reduced to nothing in an instant.

Four big words appeared in everyone's mind.

Instant kill!

This is no longer a battle between immortal cultivators of the same level, it is a complete crushing existence.

"Fellow Taoist, don't kill me..."

One of them's face changed drastically and he begged Xiao Chen for mercy.

"Fellow Taoist, please let us go!"

There are also some cowards who choose to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Those outside the formation found they could move freely and retreat quickly.

They didn't care about their companions' lives, retreated to a safe place, and turned away.

"Don't mess with me again, otherwise, you will die!"

Xiao Chen did not show up, but his voice echoed above the formation.

The voice was not loud, but cold and ruthless.

Like a sharp blade, it pierced deeply into everyone's heart.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, we will never trouble you again!"

Everyone found that the breath of death had dissipated, kowtowed to thank him, and left quickly.

Ten breaths later, Xiao Chen's figure appeared in the open space.

His face was as pale as paper, and he breathed in the fresh air.

All the round sticks that were arranged before collapsed and turned into sawdust.

The Twelve Capitals Heavenly Gate Formation is indeed domineering.

This formation, combined with the invisibility technique, can easily defeat a hundred with one.

However, the spiritual power consumed when casting the spell is too much.

If Xiao Chen had not been abandoned by the sky, he would not have been able to hold on until now if he had a large number of spiritual roots in his body.

Among them, the help of the Qiankun Ding is indispensable, which continuously provides him with spiritual power.

Xiao Chen was just about to find a safe place to sit cross-legged and practice for a while.

Suddenly, he found a hidden cave on the mountain wall not far away.

This cave has been abandoned for an unknown period of time.

The cave was overgrown with weeds and desolate and gloomy.

Xiao Chen raised his vigilance and walked slowly into the cave.

After walking a few steps, he found an unexpected surprise and his speed increased a bit.

On the side of Mr. Fang, he had just waited for a while before he saw everyone fleeing in a panic.

In the crowd, he also found Liu Bolun's figure.

"What happened in the Death Rift Valley? Where is Liu Bolun?"

Mr. Fang's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help asking.

"Mr. Fang, Brother Liu... He's dead!"

The immortal cultivator didn't dare to hide it and explained the situation in detail.

"Mr. Fang, let's go! That kid is too evil, enough to kill all of us."

The others looked ugly and said with lingering fear.

They were afraid that Xiao Chen would catch up, so they signaled Mr. Fang to take them away quickly.

"What do you think of this boy's cultivation?"

Old Fang was a little unwilling and asked everyone.

No one answered immediately, but looked at each other.

They all saw fear in each other's eyes.

"Unfathomable!"

Finally, someone said this.

In his eyes, Xiao Chen was like the god of death.

Otherwise, how could he easily kill Liu Bolun with one against a hundred?