Chapter 339 Breaking the Formation "It's over, the Western Wilderness is unguarded, and the Eight Desolations Xuan Formation will be self-defeating." Seeing that the middle-aged monk died violently on the spot, the rest of the people of the Qingyang Alliance were panicked and confused.

"The Great Western Wilderness has been broken, I see what else you can do to suppress me!" Wu Heng looked at the other seven monks indifferently, his eyes refracted a strange red light, and the people who stared at him felt weak in their hearts.

Ling Xiaohu saw that the opportunity was not good, and immediately secretly transmitted a message to everyone: "This son is a great demon, ordinary means can't deal with it, let's retreat quickly!"

"Just let him go?" The other monk looked unwilling, they waited for many days in the South China Sea, and finally found Wu Heng, it was a pity to leave like this.

"Haven't you seen the current situation clearly?Wu Heng is willing to let us go......" Ling Xiaohu said with an embarrassed face, the World Destroying Dao Soul is a demon soul, once it is sacrificed, it will frantically improve the user's cultivation, and they are full of demonic energy, just like a demon god, they can't bear Wu Heng's anger.

"Alas, withdraw the handle, this son touches the Six Forbidden Realms, and it is the divine body and the demon soul, the two talents dominate the world, and they are really impossible to deal with. The old monk shook his head again and again, full of regret, Wu Heng is growing rapidly, if he is not killed today, it will be even more difficult in the future.

Outside the Eight Desolate Xuan Array, the eight barren mountains are connected into the shape of a Bagua diagram, surrounding the center, and no one knows what happened inside.

"If, according to Elder Bai, the people who were suppressed only had the psychic realm, it was likely that they would have been suppressed into nothingness by now. "The people watching from outside the formation speculated that there were eight dragon cultivators guarding the Eight Desolation Xuan Array, and even if a young man in the psychic realm was talented, he was afraid that he would not be able to break through this ghost gate.

"That's not necessarily, that white-clothed young man touched the Six Forbiddens, for a real talent against the sky, he can even survive the Six Forbidden Thunder Tribulations, and the Eight Desolations Xuan Hell Array may not be able to subdue it!" Xuanyuan Feng spoke, although he still didn't know the identity of the white-clothed young man, but this son's talent has been rare since ancient times, and it would be a pity to be stifled.

People have different opinions and opinions, and they are all waiting for the final result. Just when the Eight Desolations Xuan Shen Array came out, they had already received the latest news from the Xuanyuan family, and the Giant Clan had been defeated, so they didn't need support, and they had nothing to do, so they waited for the results here, wanting to see how much skill this young man who touched the Six Forbiddens had!

"Bastard, who would dare to make a move on my Xuanyuan family's territory!" Suddenly, there was an angry shout from the sky that exploded like thunder, and the sound was mixed with the power of heaven and earth, and many young monks were pale and stiff.

"Just from the roar, you can feel the power of heaven and earth that oppresses you, it must be that the strong man of the heavens is coming!" Many monks immediately changed color, waiting for a peerless powerhouse to come, and the half-step Heavenly Cultivator Bai Elder had a serious expression and said to himself: "This senior's cultivation seems to be stronger than Xuanyuan Feng. ”

In the scene, only Xuanyuan Feng could stand calmly, this voice was familiar to him, it must be his eldest brother Xuanyuan Huo. However, Xuanyuan Feng's face was full of doubts, he looked at the old man flying from the distance in the sky, and asked, "What is it that makes the eldest brother angry?"

"Big brother, the fourth master Xuanyuan Feng actually called this person the eldest brother, could it be that he is Xuanyuan Huo, the head of the Xuanyuan family?"

Xuanyuan Huo was dressed in red for hunting, and he came with his hands in his hands, and his whole body exuded the breath of a powerful man in the world, which made people feel awe. With an angry look on his face, he looked at the Eight Desolation Xuan Formation not far away and said, "This array has trapped my grandson, and I am looking for someone to make a move." ”

"Grandson, could it be that the young man in white is Wu Heng who has recently returned to the family?" Xuanyuan Feng looked extremely excited, he hadn't been so happy for a long time, he didn't expect that this young man who touched the Six Forbidden Realms was Wu Heng, he had heard a little about Wu Heng in the business house of the branch, and he really wanted to come back to meet this young man, after all, he was the eldest brother's long-lost grandson.

However, everything is always such a coincidence, the first time the two met, Xuanyuan Feng, who was the fourth grandfather, was struck by the thunder tribulation attracted by Wu Heng.

Happy to happy, after being happy, Xuanyuan Feng's face became terrifying, this is also a strong man who has reached the sky, and it is definitely a scene where the sky is falling apart when he starts a fire. As a member of the Xuanyuan family, how can he allow the people of his own family to be trapped in the array?

"It's really bold, he dares to move my eldest brother's grandson on the territory of the Xuanyuan family!" Xuanyuan Feng was furious, his aura was extremely domineering, and many people couldn't bear it, so they stepped back, trying to stay away from this strong man, for fear of being affected by the aftermath of the shot.

The anger of the two Tongtian powerhouses was not at all something that ordinary people could bear, and the two roars penetrated the void and directly entered the Eight Desolation Xuanshen Array, and the frightened seven monks jumped in their hearts, Ling Xiaohu's back was cold, and he said in a panic: "This is completely over, the two Tongtian powerhouses have locked us, and it is impossible to escape." ”

Let's not talk about Xuanyuan Fire and Xuanyuan Feng, but also Wu Heng in the array, after he sacrificed the demon soul, the power of the essence of his body was tumbling and boiling, and he was full of combat power, and he sacrificed the Ancient Sky Turning Hammer to kill it directly.

"Don't want to leave any of them, leave me!" Wu Heng is like a killing god, with the posture of looking down on the world, he wants to ambush seven dragon cultivators with the power of one person, and now he is only a psychic second realm cultivator.

"Damn, it's too much of a deception, fight with him!" Ling Xiaohu was ruthless, he wanted to start fighting for his life, there were two strong people guarding the sky outside the formation, and going out must be looking for death, it was better to fight, maybe he could kill Wu Heng, it was worth dying like that!

"Fight!"

Several other monks were all stimulated to their bloody nature, and they all rushed towards Wuheng without dying.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The combined strength of several dragon cultivators should not be underestimated, they shot together, showed their magical powers, and together they actually suppressed Wu Heng.

Wu Heng is even more crazy, the ninety-nine fists of the evolution of Qiankun and the seven dragon monks are fighting, he has lost his mind after sacrificing the demon soul, and the ancient scriptures cannot be suppressed, making him a real demon, and there is only one word in his eyes...... Kill!

This level of existence either does not fight, once it does, the scene is also very terrifying, one after another containing vast power of the waves spread in the canyon like ripples, shaking the eight directions of the great wilderness stone and soil, countless corpses of the dead soldiers shattered.

"Poof. "The sky of Wu Heng's killing was dark, I don't know how many waves of light he hit, and the corners of his mouth were already overflowing with blood, but the seven Qingyang League monks were not very comfortable, all of them were pale, and their qi and blood were disturbed by the ancient hammers.

"This kid is not human at all, and he can continue to fight after so many tricks. Ling Xiaohu cursed in his heart, very afraid of this young man.

"Give me death!" Suddenly, Wu Heng rushed up in the second time, and at that moment, he sacrificed an offensive formation, his combat power turned over, and Ling Xiaohu was smashed into pulp with a hammer, and the monk who was about to arrive at the Three Realms of the Dragon Turning was tragically killed!

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