Chapter 138 Chu Xun takes action!
Silence fell.
There were only two pairs of expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
Revealing madness.
And disbelief.
What about the medium formation?
Is it so broken?
Goulon!
Goulon!
Not only them, but even the saints from Nantian Temple were breathing rapidly, twisting their necks stiffly and slowly looking at the saint from Ruochen Temple, with doubts in their eyes, as if to say: Are you playing me?
This formation?
Is it really that difficult?
The Buddha Saint of Ruochan Temple was also confused, and his head was buzzing. He knew best how difficult this formation was. How difficult it was to start from scratch and walk step by step. Without the Tianji in the hands of the old man of Tianji Sect, Pan, he couldn't even take this step, and how could he be so fast?
Think back to the beginning.
He stood there motionless.
Three days later.
Begin to understand.
It took a quarter of an hour to break through a small formation.
How long has passed now.
Not even a day.
Even this medium-sized formation couldn't stop him even half a step, which made him tremble wildly and asked in shock: "Could this be the formation genius?"
From nothing to something.
Never reaches the top.
all of these.
How long did it take?
…
Chu Xun, who was deciphering the formation, also saw the group of people in front of him. Their expressions were as calm as ever. He also saw the scene of the old woman from the Goddess Sect just now. He felt sorry for this. After all, he was a saint from the Eastern Region, and he died like this. , somewhat of a pity.
But that's all.
Except for a slight flicker of mind.
Then it returned to normal.
Like now.
Continue to break the formation.
So fast.
Jaw-dropping.
"Um?"
Not long after.
Then they came to a large formation, which made Chu Xun, who was walking fast, pause, and this also made the Buddhist saint of Ruochan Temple take a long breath, wipe the sweat from his forehead, and murmured: "This large formation Unlike before, I can break through medium-sized formations, but I can only find two formation eyes in large-scale formations even with the help of the Tianji Disk, and I’m not sure which one is real!”
The saint of Nantian Temple looked at the latter quite speechlessly. His speechless expression seemed to say: Can you stop talking? Just because you said that medium-sized formations are difficult to break, they broke it in the blink of an eye. What the hell are you doing? If the opponent easily breaks it again, will it be a slap in the face?
"Um?"
"interesting!"
Staring at the complex formation in front of him, Chu Xun raised his eyebrows slightly. This large formation was far more difficult than the previous small and medium formations, as it incorporated dozens or hundreds of Medium-sized formations are also extremely difficult to crack. It would be easy to simply find the formation's eyes, but that is not his purpose.
"Then let's understand!"
There is a bit of hunting joy in the eyes. This formation is a substantial improvement if one understands it thoroughly.
The Buddhist Saint of Ruozhan Temple also felt the pressure. The latter's formation speed was too fast. At this speed, it would not take long to get out of the formation. Once out, he would come to the real place of opportunity, where There would be no more danger. Could it be that they searched hard just to give that thing away.
"where!"
"Array Eye!"
If the Buddhist sage in Zen Temple points out the way.
The saints of Nantian Temple did not break it, and the same was true for the saints of the Holy Fire Sect. When the Buddha Saint of Ruochan Temple was about to break the small formation in front of him, Chu Xun had already partially disintegrated the large formation. At this speed, it would not take a moment. Completely resolved, and looking ahead, there were countless blocking formations.
With their speed.
There is no way to compare with him.
Can't compete.
Then there is only one option.
The saint of Nantian Temple's eyes were filled with coldness, and he said coldly: "Go towards him!"
…
…
"call!"
"Finally solved!"
Chu Xun slowly opened his eyes, showing a relaxed look. Although this large-scale formation was difficult, it remained unchanged. After mastering the basics of the formation and deducing it, it would be relatively easy to crack it.
"Boo!"
A wave of sleeves.
The formation pattern is cracked.
The formation dissipated.
And when he looked up, he saw the group of people in front of him.
Saint of Nantian Temple.
Saints of the Holy Fire Cult.
If the Zen Temple is a Buddhist saint.
Their eyes were rather cold.
Some words were not appropriate to say from the mouths of these elders, so the Holy Son of the Holy Fire Sect invited: "Sheng Chu, we would like to invite you to break the formation with us and get out of this predicament!"
"oh?"
Chu Xun showed a playful look, his tone remained calm, and he said calmly: "Can you tell Chu now where this place is?"
There was a slight hesitation.
The saint of Nantian Temple said: "A inheritance, an emperor-level inheritance!"
"hiss!"
Saint of Shenxing Sect.
The saint of Tianji Sect.
Old farmer.
The hearts of these saints from the Eastern Region were trembling. Even if they had already speculated, they were still shocked by these words. Emperor-level inheritance, but everything related to the emperor was extraordinary. Who would have thought that this was an emperor-level legacy.
"oh!"
Chu Xun nodded gently.
Also thoughtful.
About that.
He thought about it too.
Seeing the terrifying red giant sword hanging in the sky and the continuous formation, it didn't look like it could be arranged by ordinary people. If it was related to the emperor, then there would be an explanation, so he nodded and said: " Not interested in!"
Hearing such a straightforward rejection, the eyes of the saint of Nantian Temple became cold. Not only him, but even the entrenched Buddha saint also chanted: "Amitabha!"
There was a tense situation.
A sudden chill filled the air.
Chu Xun looked at the Buddhist saint in Ruochan Temple with amusement, and said with a smile: "I heard that the Buddha and the monks are all benevolent and kind. Why did I feel the hostility when I came to the master?"
"Amitabha!"
"No, no!"
"It's just that the benefactor is destined to suffer a disaster, and the poor monk only came to save him!"
Chu Xun nodded.
No more words.
It's just that the pupils of his eyes gradually widened.
"Ah!"
The saint of the Holy Fire Cult mocked in his eyes and said sarcastically: "I'll give you another chance to choose and recognize your identity. This is inside the formation. Once there is a dispute, you won't even have a chance to escape!"
"boom!"
Chu Xun glanced at him indifferently. The latter felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his body was stiff, and he could not even move his spiritual energy. He watched helplessly as Chu Xun stretched out his palm and imprisoned himself in it.
"No!"
The eyes of the Holy Son of the Holy Fire Sect were filled with intense horror, and the other saints were also shocked. They didn't even notice how Chu Xun did it.
Then he saw Chu Xun's eyes suddenly glaring at the Holy Son of the Holy Fire Cult coldly, and said in a cold voice: "I have long wanted to settle matters with you, but I still want to see what is after this formation. Since I can't wait, let's start from Let’s start now!”
"slow!"
The Saint of the Holy Fire Cult was breathing rapidly.
This is his descendant.
"Save me...!" There was despair in the eyes of the Holy Fire Sect's Holy Son. At this time, he was also awakened to the identities between the two. Although he is the Holy Son and has been showing off in the Eastern Territory these days, his cultivation is not in the holy realm after all. What's the difference between facing this kind of series at such a close range and risking death?
"I heard that you are showing off your power in the Eastern Territory, establishing the Eastern Territory Academy, treating the geniuses of the Eastern Territory as slaves, trampling on dignity at will, and deliberately humiliating and suppressing them?" Chu Xun's eyes were cold and cold.
Every word spoken.
The Saint of the Holy Fire Cult turned pale.
"Bang!"
Save it in the palm of your hand.
A dance of blood exploded.
Saints of the Holy Fire Cult.
die!
If you are a Buddhist disciple in a Zen temple.
The Holy Son of Nantian Temple.
These two people were also terrified. Even the three-legged golden crow, the male lion, and the black dragon all had their scalps numb, and there was a sense of fear in their hearts, because some of the unruly geniuses in the Eastern Academy were eaten by them. Earlier, he acted recklessly and took it lightly, but now he feels deep trembling and fear.
liquidation.
coming!