Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

Hong Shixian's heart almost stopped.

Is this something done by someone who is a wise man?

Everyone looked in the direction of Wanjin Pavilion, and their expressions were even more worried and nervous. The figure from the ninth level of the upper realm appeared before, and they were almost stupid now. And they didn't expect that figure to rush directly into Wanjin Pavilion.

Now the wailing in Wanjin Pavilion has been reduced a lot. It is estimated that many people have died, and they simply don't dare to follow and help.

Jin Jingchen, who was constantly touching the formation and feeling its power, was asked by everyone:

"Jin Jingchen! Do you know what formation this is?!"

Now they can neither break the formation nor resist the death of their disciples. Now they are completely in a dilemma.

We can only place our hopes on Jin Jingchen.

But Jin Jingchen was like a madman at this moment, constantly flying around, saying in a crazy tone: "How do I know? There are only seven Hong-level advanced formations in Qianji Valley! This kind of formation I I’ve never heard of it, how can I crack it?”

Her tone was obviously full of grief, anger and fear. While she was afraid of this formation, she was also excited about what the beautiful spiritual formation was.

New spiritual formation!

Gravity suppression! Psychic attack!

Her body continued to tremble, and finally she said a desperate word: "I have no way to crack it!" Her voice began to deepen.

Now that everyone knew about this situation, an elder from the Dragon and Tiger Palace suddenly shook the sleeves of his Taoist robe and said in a fierce voice:

"Don't panic! Wan Suifeng just left not long ago, he should be back soon! Now protect the disciples of each family first, hurry up, and then go up and rescue the people in Wanjin Pavilion!"

The Zunshangjing present were doing their own things in a panic, and several of them followed the old man from the Dragon and Tiger Palace toward Wanjin Pavilion to rescue them.

The next moment, there was a sudden explosion in Wanjin Pavilion, and a embarrassed figure was forced out. He was still holding a big box in his hand. He looked around with a smile, tore open the space around him and left.

That was Liu Suifeng. Because the formation disk that controlled the formation was in his hand, he could tear apart the space and leave, but others could not.

Wanjin Pavilion continued to tremble, and several figures flew out quickly. The leader was the master of Wanjin Pavilion. His face was gloomy, and he was holding Wanjin Chamber of Commerce's 460,000 late autumn in his arms.

Behind him, Wanjin Pavilion trembled violently for a few times, and then suddenly fell towards the ground. It was obvious that the floating formation was destroyed.

Liu Suifeng, who destroyed the formation, took away a box of goodies and left boldly, and no one else could stop him.

The figure of the old man in the Dragon and Tiger Hall stopped, his expression changed, and finally it turned into a long sigh. There were no more than ten figures coming out now, and among the three superiors, only the Pavilion Master was left.

The losses to Wanjin Pavilion were so heavy!

And the losses of their 230 ten major sects were not small.

Except for the three major sects that left first, only a few dozen disciples were left to follow. The other seven major sects all had nearly ten supreme masters and hundreds of disciples, and these disciples were obviously close to being unable to hold on.

A white-browed master from Shuzen Temple stared at the surrounding formations carefully, and finally let out a long sigh.

A Supreme Being next to him asked: "Senior Whitebeard, do you see anything?"

The white-browed old man, that is, the white-bearded Lord, whose wrinkled face was full of melancholy, said: "If I read it correctly, this is a large formation specially designed to extract blood from the human body and use it to practice evil arts!"

Murong Lin mingled among the crowd, nodding his head in disbelief, looking for Hong Shixian.

The White-bearded Master continued: "Now we all attack this spiritual formation together, and then it will transfer its power to deal with us, the Supreme Beings. Maybe we can consume some power and find a chance to survive."

What he meant was that these superior beings should take action and concentrate all the power of the formation on them, so that those below might not have to die so many, and might also be able to find a way to survive.

Everyone looked obviously embarrassed and reluctantly glanced around.

If this was a low-level Hong-level formation, they might be able to resist, but this was a high-level Hong-level formation, and whoever entered would die first.

Baixuzun glanced at everyone, smiled bitterly and murmured: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"

After saying that, he stood up and flew towards the sky. In an instant, the pressure increased and the attack was directed towards him.

===Chapter 163: Refining of the Grand Array===

The figure of the Supreme Master Zaibai Beard flew towards the sky, but he was the only one. Others, including the other five Supreme Masters from the Xiuzhen Temple, stood watching in mid-air with cold eyes.

Lord Baibeard didn't say anything, but came to the edge of the formation in silence, feeling the pressure on himself that was far more than three times normal.

His face gradually turned pale, and even his soul sea began to vibrate, and a powerful force began to pour into his body and wreak havoc.

He didn't hide anything and directly used his strongest strength to blast towards the formation barrier in front of him.

The magical power "White Tanxu Qi" flew directly out of his mouth and blasted towards the barrier in front of him. At the same time, his body suddenly began to grow rapidly. It was the Hong-level low-level spiritual skill "White Elephant Jade Glazed" from Xiuchen Temple. His whole body became five feet tall and he punched directly in front of him. load

The group of people below looked at Lord Whitebeard's attack, hoping that he could bring a glimmer of hope. People from the ten major sects and the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce and other forces did not act rashly.

After all, no one has seen this formation before. Even though it was set up in a hurry, no one can be sure of its true power.

At this moment, it would be best for a white-bearded master to step forward and test it out.

Murong Lin glanced disdainfully at the back of the White-bearded Lord, and then scanned the people around him with a more hidden but more disdainful gaze.