Today's second chapter, it's late, forgive me, it's really just started, no inspiration, it's hard to squeeze out......

Xu Lang led several deputy hall masters and elder-level figures of the Dharma King Hall to rise from the seating area and go straight to Chu Ling.

The twelve Venerable-level sect masters of the Xuanmeng were all angry and shouted, "Bastard!"

At this time, Chu Ling was already on the ground, looking like he had lost his combat effectiveness and was slaughtered by others.

With his current state, just one person from the Dharma King Hall can take his head, not to mention Xu Lang, who has venerable-level strength.

The sect masters of the twelve families of the Xuanmeng no longer kept it, and all the treasures they carried on their bodies were sacrificed and greeted Xu Lang and them.

Li Shouzang's two-foot-long black cone knife also roared, guarding in front of Chu Ling.

All of a sudden, the treasure was boiling, and the divine light was scorching, eye-catching.

But even in this critical situation now, the twelve sect masters of the Xuanmeng still sat upright on the chair, as if there was some magical power in the chair, pressing them on it, without the slightest intention of getting up to rescue Chu Ling.

Xu Lang snorted coldly, shouted at the surrounding elders, and said, "Formation!"

The group of veterans who stormed the venue immediately stood in a very cooperative position.

Xu Lang sacrificed a broken array at this time, as soon as this picture came out, the divine patterns came out one after another, and the emperor's coercion came out of the body, as if a regretful ancient emperor, exuding the coercion of the world.

The divine light emitted by the formation map covered all the elders of the Dharma King Palace.

The formation ripples, and the breath of killing everything is brewing in it.

"Not good!"

The twelve sect masters of the Xuanmeng all changed their colors, although they all sacrificed their natal treasures to rescue Chu Ling, but at this moment, as soon as the emperor-level array came out, their treasures fell into it like mud cows entering the sea.

There is no way to even control it freely, let alone rescue Chu Ling.

At this time, the formation of everyone in the Dharma King Hall has been arranged, and within the scope covered by the formation map, the killing machine is soaring, and the treasure light is bursting.

From time to time, a ray of overflowing immortal light overflowed from the beginning of the incomplete formation, and the place where it passed was immediately covered with a layer of cold frost.

Killing machines swept towards Chu Ling, and in the middle of the array, Xu Lang's sneering voice came: "Chu Ling Xiao'er, I'll kill you today!"

"It's not good, the Lord of the Chu League is in danger!"

The twelve sect masters of the Xuanmeng exclaimed in unison, seeing that Chu Ling was completely exposed to the emperor-level formation, but he couldn't rescue him, he gritted his teeth in a hurry.

Chu Ling's eyelids drooped, and he saw the immortal light of the formation slowly approaching, but he couldn't do anything about it, breaking through Song Zifu's golden wheel, exhausting all his strength, and at this moment he had no strength to move his fingers.

The divine light of the formation diagram was shrouded, approaching Chu Ling, and the cold qi from under the Nine Shadows was about to cover Chu Ling's body.

However, at this moment, a slight and old muffled snort sounded.

The entire Starfall Tree Palace was actually shocked by this soft snort, and couldn't sit still.

The formation that was about to be slashed on Chu Ling's body suddenly shone brightly, but it was not for the purpose of killing Chu Ling, but for defense.

Although there was a broken emperor-level formation diagram to protect their bodies, under this hum, Xu Lang and the others in the formation diagram were still shaken.

Everyone in the venue felt the breath like an ocean, and they all looked sideways: Who is this, who can shake the emperor-level formation with a cold snort, even if it is just a small residual picture.

Xu Lang's complexion changed drastically, the emperor-level formation diagram was their big killing weapon this time, I thought that after the sacrifice, it should be a big kill, but I didn't expect that there would be such a peerless murderer in the venue.

But Xu Lang calmed down instantly, at this moment, he was only one step away from killing Chu Ling, Chu Ling was the heart of the Dharma King Palace, and he also had a personal grudge against him Xu Lang, he was going to kill Chu Ling in public and private.

Xu Lang gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Don't worry about so much, kill this kid first, and make everything a foregone conclusion." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, several elders of the Dharma King Hall launched together, and in the formation map, the killing machine rose again, and Chu Ling stepped on the edge of the cliff of life and death again.

Unexpectedly, this time, the array had just been activated, and the cold low harmony sounded again.

"Hmph, the old man has already woken up once, and he still doesn't know what to do, do you really think that with a broken emperor-level formation, you can do whatever you want under the old man's nose?"

When the old man's words sounded, a ray of light rose into the sky from a corner of the venue, mixed with unparalleled momentum, and hit the broken Emperor Ancient Map.

The image of the broken array was as if it had sensed, and it actually got rid of Xu Lang's control, and burst out with a burst of dazzling light.

In the monstrous light and killing intent, a huge snake head rose up to the sky, coldly spitting out letters at the rapidly flying light.

"This is the formation left behind by the Eight-Winged Snake Emperor. ”

Finally, there was an old man in the northwest, who recognized the formation map controlled by Xu Lang and them, and couldn't help but exclaim.

The Northwest Land, relative to Zhongzhou, is definitely not a good place to practice in terms of the other four major domains in the world, since the rise of the human and demon races, there are very few emperor-level powerhouses.

The emperor realm, the human race, the demon universal, the human race to obtain the emperor realm, then called the emperor, the demon clan to prove it, respect it as the emperor.

Among them, the Eight-Winged Snake Emperor is the peerless demon of the ancient, dark period.

The Eight-Winged Serpent Emperor crisscrossed the northwest region, with a great reputation, and if it weren't for its strength, which provoked the wanton siege and slaughter of the dark race, it might be very likely to take that last step and attain the holy fruit.

However, the moment the rapid white light bombarded the array, the array suddenly trembled.

The blazing light dimmed suddenly, like a lantern that had lost its candlelight.

The formation was shaking, the killing intent was lurking, and Xu Lang and the others among them suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

After getting the white light blow, it was also the same as the formation diagram, and quickly dimmed, which was clearly seen by everyone, it was a snow-white bead, after a blow, the bead immediately flew back, and everyone followed the trick of the bead to fly, and suddenly realized.

It turned out that it was Jiang Lao Tianzun of Dayan who made the shot.

No wonder someone can use their own strength to shake the emperor-level formation held by a venerable-level powerhouse, it turned out to be Jiang Lao Tianzun.

Tianzun is the Venerable One, who has his own unique supernatural power, just like in the vision realm, the difference between the vision and the ordinary vision disciple is manifested.

Only then did everyone react that the Three Emperors Commercial Houses of the twelve families of the Xuanmeng were backed by the Three Emperors Pavilion in Zhongzhou, and it was only natural for Jiang Lao Tianzun to take action.

Jiang Lao Tianzun dragged the pure white beads in one hand, and shouted angrily with snow-white eyebrows: "The disciples of the Dharma King Hall really don't know the rules, the old man is here, how can you come nonsense!"

Xu Lang and the others controlled the formation map and confronted Jiang Lao Tianzun from afar.

"Wait for the juniors, remove the formation map, and the old man will write off this matter!" Jiang Lao Tianzun said to Xu Lang and the others arrogantly.

However, Xu Lang and the others did not move, always controlling the emperor-level formation, and confronted Jiang Lao Tianzun from afar.

"Presumptuous!"

Jiang Lao Tianzun shouted angrily, slapped the case, and was about to attack again.

At this time, another voice sounded in the entire Starfall Tree Palace......