Wuxin's words are vigorous and powerful, carrying a trace of true qi, hovering throughout the space.

The seventy-two monks who were forming a formation in the distance heard this, and frowned one by one, it seems that this Zhang Zichen is really different from others, if you want to kill him, you must do it as soon as possible!

"Senior brothers, use the seventy-two room attack formation to serve Zhang Zichen!"

Suddenly someone from the monk crowd shouted, and in an instant, seventy-two people rapidly changed their formations, and they were divided into groups of eight, forming nine teams.

At this moment, there are small formations in the big formation, and there are eight masters in the small formation.

Nine teams, wrapped above Zhang Zichen's head, feet and in all directions, in short, they wanted Zhang Zichen to have no place to escape.

"A bunch of bald donkeys, what foolishness! Since you want my life again and again, then I will fulfill you!"

Zhang Zichen was wrapped in the formation, and he couldn't withdraw left and right.

At first, Zhang Zichen was still a little sympathetic to these monks, after all, they were just a pawn of the Sky Master, and there was no need to kill them.

But now it seems that if you don't kill these monks, it will be Zhang Zichen himself who will be killed.

After making up his mind, the Black Crystal Divine Sword in Zhang Zichen's hand kept trembling, shining with colorful light and buzzing.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, one of the nine groups of teams on the opposite side, several of them moved in unison, and they all rushed over.

"Hmph!

Zhang Zichen snorted coldly, raised his divine sword and slashed straight out, and the huge blade carried the breath of death and blasted towards this team.

But suddenly, there was a flash of golden light, but it was another team flying rapidly, forming a huge defensive formation, blocking the front of the first team.

Rumble!

The two forces collided, the other party took a few steps back, and Zhang Zichen also took a few steps back.

The forces of both sides are evenly matched!

Zhang Zichen's brows furrowed, and he suddenly remembered that even in the past, when he met the Four Great King Kongs and the Eighteen Bronze Figures, the tricks he used had always been defensive, and he had never really attacked.

If the defense continues, the other party will show flaws sooner or later, and it will be a matter of time before Zhang Zichen wins.

But recently, Zhang Zichen had just entered the realm of the late stage of the True Monarch, and he really wanted to know how powerful his late stage True Monarch power was.

Can this force defeat the seventy-two chambers? Can it defeat the heartless?

Zhang Zichen wanted to have a position on his strength, since this was the case, then Zhang Zichen had to attack, he wanted to verify how strong his strength was.

After figuring it out, Zhang Zichen was full of radiance, and a stream of true qi spread everywhere.

This powerful true qi, this powerful power, surprised the seventy-two monks, Zhang Zichen's realm was only in the late stage of the True Monarch, but his strength was comparable to that of the Holy Monarch.

How can this not be surprising?

"Senior brothers, this Zhang Zichen is not an ordinary person, everyone must muster up the greatest spirit, use the strongest strength, and kill Zhang Zichen as soon as possible!"

Among the seventy-two people, the angry monk suddenly shouted, and the seventy-two suddenly shouted, and each of them did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

In this battle, either you die or I die!

"Bald donkey, let me die!"

Zhang Zichen's figure suddenly flashed, and everyone suddenly lost Zhang Zichen's figure in front of their eyes.

"What about people?"

"Gone?"

The seventy-two monks were shocked, and their eyes were shocked and their faces turned pale.

Zhang Zichen's speed was surprisingly fast, and everyone's naked eyes couldn't see Zhang Zichen's movement trajectory at all.

"Don't be fooled by your eyes, use your divine sense to scan!"

Divine consciousness is equivalent to a monk's facial features, objects, smells, shapes, etc., which monks can clearly feel with their divine sense.

So at this time, Zhang Zichen suddenly disappeared, and the best way for everyone to use their divine sense to find it.

The divine consciousness spread in the air, filling the entire space, and wherever Zhang Zichen moved, everyone could react.

After the divine consciousness of the seventy-two monks dispersed, the space immediately became clear, and Zhang Zichen's movement trajectory really appeared in everyone's minds.

"Quit anger, senior brother, Zhang Zichen is going to attack you!"

Someone shouted.

This person is right, among these seventy-two people, Zhang Zichen has long looked at this angry monk as unpleasant.

The two of them have only been fighting for a long time, but this angry monk is shouting in the formation alone, if nothing else, just because he is the leader, Zhang Zichen wants to be the first to kill him.

On the top of the head of the monk who had quit anger, six dots glittered with golden light, and he was dressed in monk's robes and holding a long stick, and he formed a powerful team with seven other people.

For Zhang Zichen's attack, Qu Anger is fully sure that he can take it.

"Hehe, Zhang Zichen, then you can try!"

Quit Anger's face moved, revealing a hint of sneer, he didn't think that Zhang Zichen could break their seventy-two room demon subduing formation with his own strength.

"Senior brothers, resist and attack staggered!"

As soon as they said this, their team of eight people immediately made adjustments, and among the eight people, the four people who were staggered put away their long sticks and began to chant Buddhist mantras.

Suddenly, a huge swastika appeared in front of them.

This is their defensive shield!

Quitting Fury led the other three people, and they raised their sticks and poured all their strength into them, waiting to attack.

Sure enough, Zhang Zichen's figure flashed, and the Black Crystal Divine Sword suddenly slashed out.

Rumble!

Excalibur slashed at the huge swastika with a roar.

Zhang Zichen actually took a few steps back because of this, but before he could come back to his senses, he saw four golden rays of light falling from the sky in his eyes.

Damn it!

It turned out to be four people including the angry monk, holding a golden long stick in their hands, and slashed it down!

"Hey!"

Zhang Zichen shouted, raised the Black Crystal Divine Sword and blocked it vigorously, and the four long sticks immediately slashed on the Divine Sword, Zhang Zichen's mouth was numb, he screamed in pain, and immediately flew out upside down.

But at this moment, Zhang Zichen faintly felt that there was danger coming behind him, needless to say, this must be the rest of the people who wanted to attack him, Zhang Zichen hurriedly dodged to avoid injury.

These seventy-two monks are divided into nine groups, each in a group of eight.

Although they are seventy-two people with seventy-two heads, and each person's head has different ideas, but at this time, their cooperation is actually like a person with his left hand and right hand raised, and the cooperation is seamless and quite exciting.

Seventy-two monks are both offensive and defensive, both slow and urgent, retreating at any time, advancing at any time, defending at any time, and attacking at any time.

With the perfect cooperation of these people, Zhang Zichen had such a powerful power, and he still couldn't hurt them.

Oh no! It shouldn't be said that, it should be said that Zhang Zichen was struggling in this formation, and it was quite difficult.