Not only them, but even Tu Xuehuan felt that Yang Che Zhenjun was stupid, and she also knew even more that now that Yang Che Zhenjun represented Ming Huazong, she couldn't watch him be so stupid!

Tu Xuehuan didn't regret how he came here until this time, but it was already difficult to get out of it at this time.

This is just one place, but if one is broken, this formation can already be broken, and none of the people present are blind, and they can see that there is a cat here, plus Yang Che Zhenjun, who was still scrambling to be the first to rush up just now, is like a bear at this time, so what else don't you understand!

I want to eat alone! How can that be possible! Not to mention these monks present, we must know how many powerful monks who have not entered the world for a long time attracted by an ancient cultivation relic! For the sake of the limited possibility of a little ascension, they did not hesitate to step on every inch of the entire Xuanyue Realm to seek that one-in-tenuary possibility! Those people have been eyeing in the shadows!

Yang Che Zhenjun's heart kept pounding, he seemed to have returned to that day, he was making up lies in front of his master and master, talking about the strange scene here, luring the two of them to come at the same time, and he remembered his own soaring after that, Yuan Infancy!

He has broken through the Yuan Infant Stage! He has not changed! Nothing has changed! He is still the head disciple of the Minghua Sect! No one dares to question his infant ceremony, he has obtained everything, what is he afraid of, those two people are already dead and can no longer die!

He saw with his own eyes that the killing array was laid down here, how could there still be a living mouth, how could it be! There must have been nothing left of the dead, no! He was afraid! He was afraid that the soul of the master and the master was still inside, he was afraid!

Yang Che Zhenjun's whole body seemed to tremble into a sieve, and he suddenly shouted, blocking in front of everyone, "Don't go! Don't! There are no ancient cultivation relics in it!"

Fang Yuan Zhenjun didn't look good! This is a madness! He hurriedly didn't care about anything, and after a little communication with Tieba Zhenjun, he stepped forward together to stop him desperately!

But at this moment, I suddenly found that the whole space seemed to be stagnant, and no one could move!

It was too late, and more than a dozen figures appeared out of thin air in mid-air, and although a dozen monks said that they appeared at the same time, they did not say anything to each other, and their faces were covered with frost.

And one of them walked up to Yang Che Zhenjun, who was still babbling nonsense, with a blue face, "Say!"

Yang Che Zhenjun was full of excitement, but he recognized who the person in front of him was! His whole person shrank for a moment, the Supreme Elder Fengxian Zhenjun, who had not appeared in the Minghua Sect for a long time! The legend is already very close to the existence of the gods! It has long been out of the world, but now!

Before he had time to be stunned, he was directly lifted into the air by a pair of invisible hands, and subconsciously said, "There are no ancient cultivation relics here, it's just that my master and my sister were trapped here back then, and the formation can't go in, it's a killing formation!"

After saying so much in one breath, he rolled his eyes and fell directly to the ground, sat up blankly, and didn't know what he had just said!

Fengxian Zhenjun understood, he closed his eyes, and didn't care about the disputes here, he only cared about what was in it!

He turned his head to look at the other person!Fang Yuan Zhenjun looked at the person, his legs were weak and he knelt directly on the ground, "Old Ancestor!" And that person seemed to not see him, walked straight over, and deduced in front of the array, only then turned his head to look at him, obviously seeing his handwriting, but since he came, he was not told back by a few juniors, and he had to see it clearly!

Apparently the other monks thought the same way, quietly waiting for the man to break the formation!

The third master squinted his eyes, it was over, as he thought, it turned out that it was really here, here, he looked at the expressions of several people, and he already understood, I am afraid that there will be more luck and less luck!

And Yun Xiao and Wu Ya Zhenjun's faces were shrouded in frost, but at this time they couldn't move, from the time these dozen or so monks came here, none of them could move, and it could even be said that it was these people who wanted to move whoever could move, this kind of great supernatural power, probably only these monks who were closest to the gods in the Xuanyue Realm could do it.

As you can imagine, when it's all over, it's going to be a fierce battle!

This formation may be an unsolvable formation in the eyes of ordinary people, but under the hands of this monk, it has been cracked as if it was playing.

A flash of light flashed, and both Fang Yuan True Monarch and Tieba True Monarch knew that it was over! They closed their eyes, and their ears seemed to be thinking about the reprimands of the two of them when they left before, and then turned them on.

Suddenly, the two of them were shocked, there was no one! nothing! impossible! absolutely impossible!

Yang Che Zhenjun's body that was paralyzed on the ground suddenly straightened, it had been decades, but how could it be gone!

More than a dozen monks rushed in, no one scrambled for the lead, and no one spoke, as if they were just waiting for this moment, but, it was over, and all of a sudden, all the monks felt loosened on their bodies, and the original confinement was gone!

At this moment, Yang Che Zhenjun, who had just recovered a little bit of vitality, was directly trampled under the feet of one person, "Shameless man! Chongyuan is so good to you! You can actually do such a betrayal act! Today I will clean up the division for Chongyuan!"

Yang Che Zhenjun struggled hard, and suddenly, he looked up at the other side, "Why don't you go to them for trouble, why do you come to me!"

At this time, there was nothing that the monks present did not understand, they had already understood that there were probably no ancient relics in this Xuehua Mountain, and it was just a conspiracy, a trap!

And the dozen or so monks have obviously finished investigating, I'm afraid they have all left, and they, what else to wait for, some unwilling monks walked in, trying to find it again, but as soon as a monk stepped in, a scream like a ghost came out, and then, the monk who had just entered stretched out an arm, as if he was struggling with something, stretched out his hard work!

And suddenly, his eyes bulged out, and his seven orifices were bleeding, and he quickly lost his breath! This is a foundation building monk! No one knows what kind of exercises he used to break in first, but obviously, dead!

No one dared to go in again! What the hell was in there! The heart of the three masters suddenly cooled, not good! It seems that it is really late!

And at this moment, just when everyone was hesitating, a monk wearing a mask flew directly in! It was the Young Palace Master of Tianxuan Palace! Two words sounded in everyone's minds, it was him!