On the South Wilderness Avenue, a place full of obscure and difficult energy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThere are nearly 100,000 rough men here. There are different levels of cultivation, and there are all levels, even the Seven Saints are also in it. The three pavilion elders of Zhenwu, Shui Feisheng, and Wuhao stood in front of the 100,000 martial cultivators.

Zhenwu took a step forward, and after inspecting in all directions, he said lightly: "You all have doubts and confusion in your hearts. But now what I need is not you who are confused, but warriors who fight bravely to kill the enemy, tell me now...

Are you afraid of death?"

As if they had been rehearsed, all the men roared angrily: "Don't be afraid..." The roar of 100,000 people shook the sky and clouds, and an incomparably terrifying momentum erupted.

Zhenwu said with satisfaction: "Very good, let's go." With a wave of his hand, everyone rushed from the vague energy behind him.

A huge book empty magic circle appeared in Xia Xin's eyes, he was also in the crowd of 100,000, secretly excited in his heart, this time he was finally going back, the big book was still the same, but it was several times bigger than what Xia Xin had seen. Above the book, a whirlpool nearly 100 zhang in size slowly rotated, as if absorbing energy.

There was a man who cultivated as a martial king, holding a number of gray-white spirit jade in his hands, and from time to time he threw a piece of the big book.

The crowd entered the whirlpool and quickly disappeared. This vortex is like an ancient beast opening its bloody jaws and devouring all the countless people who entered.

A few minutes later, there were only three pavilion elders left and a person who put the spirit jade in the audience. Wu Hao couldn't help it, and asked for the second time: "Brother Zhenwu, you really can't reveal some information, can't you even believe me?" Shui Feisheng also nodded, and both of them looked a little displeased.

"Don't ask, Feisheng, you stay, the Martial Pavilion can't be left alone, those who are in retreat will call them to come after they leave the customs. "Zhenwu made a decision and took the lead in entering the whirlpool.

The two pavilion elders glanced at each other helplessly, and Shui Feisheng said solemnly: "This time I have a premonition that there is a big crisis, not to mention anything else, Zhenwu can't have an accident, otherwise my martial arts will become the second Xia clan." Wu Hao nodded heavily. The two are not at all at odds like the outside world, but like friends for many years.

"I'm leaving, and I'll leave it to you. Wu Hao flashed, and entered the whirlpool. Shui Feisheng looked at his back solemnly, and the green shirt was windless, and then left.

Xia City, once known as the third largest city in the mainland, has now been destroyed, full of dilapidated mansions, and rubble spilled on the earth, which was fallen from the bricks of the city walls. The whole city is no longer as prosperous as before, and there are few people to see it, like an empty city.

A stone platform, the big book is evenly divided. The whirlpool rotates from it. This is a well-preserved book empty circle in Xia City.

Suddenly, a figure flashed out, a. Two, the endless shadows came out one after another, both of them were strong men.

Xia Xin also came out, his heart was extremely excited, the family was close in front of him, and he would be able to see his parents and others soon.

"Report, Old Yuge, the Nine Five Clan and the Nine and Five Sects are besieging the Xia Clan. A person was like a scout, rushing to Zhenwu and Wuhao, kneeling down and hugging his fists.

Zhenwu frowned, and then asked, "What about the pavilion master?"

"Watching from the front, not in battle. ”

Xia Xin was anxious and was about to rush to the family's side, but was stopped by Zhenwu. "Meet the Pavilion Master. With a wave of his hand, the army of Wuge marched in the direction of the Xia clan.

"Don't worry, even if you go now, it won't help. Those people of the Ninety-Five Clan are too eager for quick success, how can the first family in the dignified continent be so easy to kill?" Zhenwu said to Xia Xin, his voice containing a faint mockery.

Xia Xin exhaled lightly, he was still relieved. After coming to Xia Cheng, the palpitations that appeared before reappeared, and they were stronger than last time. He looked directly at Zhenwu, who was also looking at him.

Half-loud, Zhenwu sighed secretly, and the inexplicable power that suppressed Xia Xin dissipated. The latter nodded gratefully, and then Martial King Xiuwei burst out with all his strength, rushing forward, and soon overtook this army, which caused a little commotion, everyone looked at its back, and some people who knew it showed shocked looks.

"He... He.."

"Wu .. The king..."

"Oh my God, this fluctuation should be the peak of the Martial King, even if it is not much worse than the Emperor of Wu, Shui Wuye, Senior Brother Chang Zhuang and Senior Sister Tao Hong, right?"

"And, I don't know if you've noticed, his age..."

…….

"It seems to be much younger than the four senior brothers and sisters. "The ranks of the army began to be a little confused, and there was a lot of talking. One person said innocently, but countless people were dumbfounded, what kind of demon is this?

"Speed up.." Zhenwu shouted angrily, and the army suddenly died down, not daring to continue the discussion, but increased his horsepower and began to run fast.

"Brother Zhenwu, why don't you fly?" Wu Hao was very puzzled, those who cultivate martial arts, still need to use the mark to go? Half of their 100,000 people are above the Martial King, one person with two, within ten minutes, it is enough to reach the inner domain of the Xia Clan, and it will take several times longer to go like this.

"Because, I want to knot... Ten Thousand Martial Arrays.." Zhenwu said solemnly.

"What?" Wu Hao was taken aback.

Ten Thousand Martial Arrays, the top formations of the Martial Pavilion, are the legacy of the Martial Masters, and belong to the treasure of the Zhenzong, but they are not as good as the Martial God Statue, but they are not far behind, especially for the people below, in the face of strong enemies, what they need more is this powerful magic array.

It's just that everything is flawed, and nothing is perfect. Once this formation is cast, if the caster in the formation does not have a strong cultivation, he will run rapidly because the blood is pulled by the formation, and he will accidentally explode. It's very dangerous, and generally speaking, it won't be used until the sect is destroyed.

The conditions for forming this formation require a combination of 10,000 people, and they must be people who have cultivated the unique exercises of the Martial Pavilion, and they also need 9,999 people of the same realm, led by a powerhouse of a higher realm, in order to exert power.

Once the above conditions are met, the power of those 10,000 people will be multiplied. For example, it is composed of all martial artists, commanded by a martial apprentice, and with the power of the formation, it is enough to kill the martial sect in an instant, or even the weaker martial king. That's across four levels, thirty-six levels.

It's just that the higher you go, the bigger the gap.

The 10,000 Martial Kings are controlled by the Martial Monarch, and they can't kill the Sage, but are more likely to be completely destroyed. Even a stronger Martial Ancestor can't deal with it.

Xia Xin flew at a low altitude, looking at the ruined houses everywhere, there were still a lot of undried blood on the ground, and the corpses hidden in some places, he was furious, this city, was it slaughtered? Yin and Yang body.

Ten minutes later, under Xia Xin's full strength, he passed through the diplomatic city of the Xia clan and entered the plain. This is the periphery of the Xia clan, and it is not a very long distance. Xia Xin can now see the many manors in his memory.

It's just that countless people are outside, and the water around the manor is impassable, and all kinds of clothes of different colors represent people of different forces.

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