Chapter 135 The Secret Disk was stolen!

No need to remind.

Everyone present noticed something strange around them.

Perhaps it was because they didn't move before.

Now, as the formation was revealed, they were shocked to find that they were in the formation. If they made a mistake, they would be doomed. They looked up at the terrible giant sword hanging from the sky, and they were terrified. They were very glad that they didn't walk around just now. At the same time, they felt that the death of the Saint of the Southern Heaven Temple was not unjust.

Just in this situation.

Whoever moves will die.

And they will definitely not stay still, so the death of the silver-haired young man is equivalent to indirectly helping them find a way out, so that they will not be blinded and know nothing.

"Zheng!"

The breath of the saint of the Southern Heaven Temple burst out quickly and was also restrained quickly, causing the formation above to lose its target for a while, but it was in a semi-activated state. If you are not careful, it will continue to descend, which makes everyone in the field look very bad. Where on earth is this?

This killing formation!

It's too scary.

The saint of the Southern Heaven Temple.

The Buddhist saint of Ruochan Temple.

The saint of the Holy Fire Sect.

All of them looked gloomy.

Even Chu Xun showed a solemn expression, frowning slightly, sensing the murderous aura here. There was a faint sword intent flowing in the air. If you use the Chaos Sword Body to perceive it, the sword intent is everywhere in the four directions of the world. The giant sword hanging above is just a cover. The real terror is diffused in the invisible nothingness.

Can't help but ask: "What is this place?"

The saint of the Shenxing Sect.

The saint of the Tianji Sect.

The old woman.

The old farmer.

They still don't know where this place is?

The saint of the Nantian Temple had a gloomy face. He had just lost a junior and was in a bad mood. He didn't want to answer this question and said coldly: "Who knows the formation?"

Several saints in the East Region looked at Chu Xun calmly. This person showed a good formation when he was in the Jiang family. With his cultivation, he might be able to see through it.

"Amitabha!"

"This old monk knows a thing or two!"

The Buddhist saint of Ruo Zen Temple chanted the Buddha's name, and touched the front with one hand, condensing into a series of complex symbols, melting into the void, revealing another side under the seemingly calm nothingness. There were pieces of formation stones melting into the void, and linked into one small formation after another, which were connected to each other and turned into a huge sword formation.

To break this formation, you need to break it one by one, starting from the small formation and then spreading to the big formation. The Buddhist saint frowned slightly and said to himself: "Some suffering!"

"Zheng!"

The Buddha light flashed around him.

In an instant.

A rune flashed past.

It fell on the center of the formation in front.

"Puff!"

In an instant.

The surroundings were empty.

The haze that weighed on everyone's hearts also dissipated.

"The formation is broken!"

Everyone showed joy.

The old Buddhist monk shook his head slightly and said, "This is just the first formation. There are thousands of such formations. We can only take a few dozen steps forward, otherwise there will be a crisis!"

The Saint of the Southern Heaven Temple.

The Saint of the Holy Fire Sect.

The two looked at each other.

The heart sank slightly.

If we break the formation at this speed, I don’t know how much time will be wasted to get out of this formation, but thinking that we have been prepared for decades of protracted war in the East Region, it is not a problem to spend a few years.

The Saint of the Shenxing Sect changed his face. The East Region Academy in the outside world is about to open. If we miss it, I don’t know how many waves it will cause. But seeing that the way back is cut off, he can only grit his teeth secretly, hoping that the remaining manpower of the outside forces can successfully open the East Region Academy.

"Let's go!"

The group stepped forward.

Chu Xun did not move. He was also quite proficient in the art of formation. He could not say that he was at the master level, but he was far above the saints of Buddhism. His method of breaking the formation just now was too brute force. It destroyed the center of the formation. Even if this method of breaking the formation could work, it would take a long time to break the thousands of formations.

He slowly opened his eyes.

His vision changed suddenly. In the void in front of him, not only were there billions of air currents flowing, but there was also a terrible killing formation. It was based on the huge formation diagram of the sky, supplemented by the residual sword energy in the air, and a series of small formations as the foundation. It was a huge formation that was born. It took certain skills and strength to really break it.

"Let's go!"

The group stepped forward.

Then they noticed.

Chu Xun did not follow.

The old man of Tianji Sect paused.

The saint of the Shenxing Sect also noticed and realized what Chu Xun wanted to do. He couldn't help but reveal a sarcastic look in his eyes and said, "Let him break the formation if he wants to. Let's go!"

It's really crazy for a person who doesn't even know where this place is to try to break the formation. On the contrary, a group of saints from the outside world know the situation here and even know how to go. Do they still need to choose?

"Chu...!"

The old man of the Tianji Sect opened his mouth slightly, wanting to dissuade him, but seeing the latter's resolute eyes, he also sighed slowly: "Let's go!"

Following the saint from the outside world.

As the formation is broken.

Keep moving forward.

A quarter of an hour later.

Break another formation.

They stepped forward.

But the saint of the Southern Heaven Temple frowned. This speed was too slow. It took a quarter of an hour to break two formations. At the current speed, it was unknown how long it would take to break all the formations. He frowned and said, "Is there any way to speed up the speed of breaking the formations?"

"Yes!"

The Holy Son of the Holy Fire Sect stared at the Tianji Plate in the hands of the old man of the Tianji Sect with scorching eyes and squinted his eyes and said, "This thing is good, it is a treasure, and it can be used to assist in breaking the formations!"

"Shua!"

The old man of the Tianji Sect changed color.

This Tianji Plate.

It is the most precious treasure passed down by the Tianji Sect for generations.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha in the Ruo Chan Temple chanted the name of the Buddha dozens of times with his hands.

The man in silver armor.

The Holy Fire teaches the saints enlightenment.

"Roar!"

Three-legged golden crow.

Lion.

Black dragon.

They all stepped forward and roared, staring at the old man of Tianji Sect with ferocious demonic eyes. After a moment, the Saint of Nantian Temple held the Tianji Disk with a playful expression, looked at the sluggish old man of Tianji Sect beside him, and mocked: "I had known this, why bother struggling? ?”

The old woman of the Goddess Sect.

Old farmer.

They are all as silent as cicadas.

There is endless chill.

The inherited treasure of Tianji Sect was taken away like this. What kind of consequences would happen if this group of outsiders took a fancy to them? For a moment, they faintly regretted why they chose to go with this group of people. Maybe they followed Chu Xun. It’s also nice to be around.

"Buzz!"

With the help of Tianji disk.

The speed of breaking the formation is significantly improved.

A small formation.

Two small formations.

Three small formations.

A brief moment.

Broke more than ten in a row.

Nearly twenty formations were broken in just a quarter of an hour. The qualitative change shown at this speed made a group of saints from the outside look comfortable. Even the face of the Saint of Nantian Temple, whose face was filled with grief, improved a lot. .

The Holy Son of the Holy Fire Cult also glanced at the old man in green shirt whom they had left behind. Seeing that he was still standing motionless, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up with a mocking look, and said mockingly: "The profoundness of this formation is due to him. Can a little saint understand this?"

The old woman of the Goddess Sect.

The depressed old man of Tianji Sect.

There are also old farmers.

They looked at the figure in green clothes who had been left behind, and secretly said in their hearts: "Maybe, their decision is right!"

Just at this time.

Then keep your eyes closed.

The old man in green shirt suddenly opened his eyes after comprehending the formation.