Talent Totem Fak didn't expect that a doppelganger of this mutated Sea Clan could compete with him, and even be better than him. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

Fake's body moved, and the long knife in his hand whistled out again.

Ling Qingyan's second soul clone confronted Fak, and his original figure swept directly into the formation formed by the combination of twenty people, the Netherworld Long Sword turned, and the power of the Divine Dao mixed with purple-gold sword intent rolled out, whistling towards the location of the formation in front of him.

Whoa!

......

The Netherworld Sword broke through the air, but every sword that contained the monstrous sword intent was actually cracked by the formation of these twenty people.

"Whoa—"

The rolling colorful power shook the Netherworld Sword, causing the Netherworld Sword to fly out, and Ling Qingyan also suffered a backlash, and his face turned pale. Ling Qingyan's gaze showed a wisp of jealousy, looking at the formation formed by the combination of twenty people in front of him, "This formation is really weird!"

"Haha!"

Fake in the distance seemed to see the situation here, and immediately laughed, "Boy, don't you want to break the formation that my Fake City has studied for tens of millions of years, even if this formation is an emperor-level mid-level powerhouse, there is no way to break it! ”

"This formation has also been improved by one of the prophets, and the prophet once said that under the emperor's rank, no one can break the formation! ”

Falk roared, facing the attack of Ling Qingyan's second soul clone's Spear of Destruction, but he deliberately dodged.

Obviously, he was waiting and Ling Qingyan himself was killed by the formation formed by the combination of the twenty people.

Hear Fack's words. Ling Qingyan didn't say anything to refute, his eyes turned cold, and at the same time, at the center of his eyebrows, the Eye of Annihilation turned again. The power of the Eye of Silence stretched out, and the power of the soul attack roared out against the twenty people.

However, even the power of the soul could not break through the combined formation of these twenty people.

"Soul attack, it's useless!" Ling Qingyan's face was slightly gloomy.

"Hmph, don't waste your efforts, just wait for death!" said Fack in the distance, disdainfully.

"I still don't believe it, there is really no way to break this formation!" Ling Qingyan's face sank. At the same time, with a sharp wave of his right hand, the Destruction Bead appeared in Ling Qingyan's hand.

With Ling Qingyan's movements, the Destruction Bead spun up, inside the Destruction Bead. Suddenly, he began to condense a series of almost substantial destructive powers, roaring out, sweeping towards the formation formed by the twenty people...... The power that the Destruction Bead has condensed now is Ling Qingyan's greatest strength and strength!

The power of the Destruction Bead is indeed completely different from before. When the power of destruction approached the formation of the twenty people, the formation was visibly shaken and trembled.

Just when Ling Qingyan thought that the formation was about to be broken by him, the bodies of the twenty or so people were shocked. A deeper multicolored power swept out, blocking out the power of destruction...... Almost at the same time. The Destruction Bead in Ling Qingyan's hand was also shocked, and it seemed to dim a little.

"It's useless to even destroy the orb. Ling Qingyan's eyes showed a hint of jealousy.

"Boy, your strength is not bad, with that bead, you can actually use the power of the middle rank of the emperor rank!, however, unless you can use the power of the lower rank of the emperor rank, otherwise you will definitely not be able to break that formation!" Now, the city lord of Nafa Ke dodged the attack of Ling Qingyan's second soul clone, and he looked a little leisurely.

Fake's strength was comparable to Ling Qingyan's, but his speed was almost the same, and he really couldn't do anything about him for a while when he escaped from Ling Qingyan's second soul clone.

"Since you are so confident, then I will let you personally watch the formation that you have studied in Falk City for tens of millions of years, and break it here!"

Ling Qingyan drank coldly, and suddenly it came out.

Falke just wanted to say that it was impossible, but he saw that above Ling Qingyan's head, a huge demon beast suddenly appeared, this demon beast was gray and white, the moment the demon beast appeared, its pair of blood-red eyes extended a wisp of blood-red brilliance, directly spilling towards the formation formed by the condensation of the twenty people.

Almost instantly, three people were shrouded in this red light.

"It's useless...... That's not a soul attack, it's not an ordinary force attack...... It seems that it is, the power of rules!"

Falk was a little stunned when he saw the methods used by the demon beast.

Soon, his face changed completely, and he exclaimed, "The power of the rules of time...... How is that possible!?"

I saw that with the red light condensed by the demon beast, the formation formed by the twenty people stopped and broke in an instant, because the three people were fixed there by the rules of time, motionless...... The formation is composed of twenty people, everyone is an array, even if one person stops, the formation is self-defeating, not to mention that three people are imprisoned.

"It's now!"

Ling Qingyan's eyes were slightly cold, and the Netherworld Long Sword in his hand roared out, and the power of a sword from the west swept away, as if it turned into a black long dragon, the black long dragon roared out and enveloped the twenty or so people in a blink of an eye, and the twenty or so people almost had no power to resist, and they were wiped out by Ling Qingyan's power.

The twenty scattered Void Star Realm post-level cultivators, facing the power of Ling Qingyan's Emperor level, were simply like ants.

"All dead!" Falck was stunned, completely stunned.

These twenty or so people are one of the foundations of their Falke City, and now that these twenty people have died, if this news spreads, the status of their Falke City among the eighteen cities of the Sea Clan will be directly lowered, which is unacceptable to him. Suddenly, Fake's gaze at Ling Qingyan was full of hatred.

"Ahh

"Whoosh!" The Spear of Destruction stabbed out, knocking Fak Lianren out with a knife again, Ling Qingyan's second soul clone, the strength was still better than Fak's.

"Huh!" The Netherworld Sword roared out at this moment, containing the terrifying power of a sword coming from the west, and it was instantly across Fake's neck, and it could take Fake's life at any time! However, it seemed that Ling Qingyan was deliberate, and the Netherworld Sword was just horizontal there, without any movement.

"Why don't you kill me?"

Fake stared at Ling Qingyan and asked.

Ling Qingyan's gaze was a little complicated, if he met someone like Fake at ordinary times, he would definitely kill him! It's just that now, he still has something to visit the three major prophets of the Sea Clan, one of the prophets is still the grandfather of this Fack, and now that he knows the identity of the other party, it is naturally not good to kill him again.

For the sake of the many creatures in the infinite starry sky, he also has to endure.

"Let's go!" Ling Qingyan glanced at Fak with a cold eye, and the Nether Sword was taken back by him, and then Ling Qingyan said in a low voice. To be continued......

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