Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Come with me!"

The Cangyan Immortal Emperor glanced at the ten selected immortals, then turned around and walked quickly towards the entrance of the Imperial Gate ruins.

This entrance, to be more precise, should be a cave.

There was a layer of purple light covering the top layer, sealing the entire ruins.

In order to open this seal, the major forces racked their brains, tried their best, and used many methods. They even wanted to dig a tunnel from both sides to see if it could lead to the ruins.

Unfortunately, all the methods they could think of were of no use.

Instead, the area near the entrance was dug into a mess.

The large tracts of exposed wasteland are the "masterpieces" of the seven major forces.

At this moment, the Qingwei Ancestor was holding a huge writing brush, dipping it in ink ground from a special material, and drawing some kind of special magic circle inscription around the purple light.

The writing brush in his hand is not an extraordinary weapon, but a top-notch magic weapon that is fused with fragments of the great source weapon.

In terms of quality alone, I am afraid it will not be inferior to those imperial soldiers originally awarded to the Qi Jue Tianjiao.

Not long after, the elites selected by all the major forces to participate in breaking the formation gathered towards the ancestor of Qingwei.

I saw Patriarch Qingwei splashing ink and drawing the magic circle at an extremely fast speed.

After a while, a formation pattern with a radius of dozens of feet was drawn around the entrance of the Imperial Gate ruins.

This formation has a total of seven corners, corresponding to the seven major forces.

The moment the formation was completed, seven golden light pillars suddenly rose into the sky, converging into an identical golden formation pattern high in the sky.

In an instant, the golden light shone hundreds of miles away, and the sky was also covered with a layer of golden afterglow.

This grand formation has not yet been completely completed, but the momentum is already considerable.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly. The Qingwei Patriarch's formation attainments had probably reached a state of perfection.

While marveling, Ling Feng was also looking at the surrounding situation.

What is worth noting is that in the Yu Xianting camp, there is a mysterious man wearing a black cloak next to Yu Jingyuan.

This person's aura was incompatible with the surrounding Dayu Xianting monks, but as he stood there, no one dared to say anything.

But Ling Feng didn't know that this mysterious man was the mysterious guest in box number six at the Tianmeng auction.

He agreed to hand over the Inner Sect Elder Token to Yu Jingyuan, but as a condition, he must be allowed to blend into the ranks of Yu Xianting.

Not only was Yu Jingyuan defeated at the hands of this man, but he was also poisoned and dared to play any tricks.

At the same time, the monks who were lingering outside Burial Tianfeng Plain were all excited and excited.

Finally, it’s time to wait until the ruins are opened!

Seeing the initial formation of the magic circle, Patriarch Qingwei slowly turned around with a huge brush in hand, his eyes sweeping over the peak immortals sent by the major forces.

Sure enough, everyone still had their own thoughts and no real elites were sent.

However, the impact is not significant.

This magic circle only requires the cooperation of these monks to instill magic power, and has nothing to do with their own combat strength.

"Your Majesty, please allow all the immortals to take their respective positions."

At this moment, Patriarch Qingwei put the brush in his hand into his sleeve, and with an order, the immortal emperors and elders from all the major forces asked the selected immortals to take their places one by one and enter the magic circle. .

The array has seven corners, and each corner is drawn with a circular formation eye that is almost three feet in diameter.

It's more than enough room for ten people.

Immediately afterwards, the Thunder Clan patrolled the sky, the Wind Clan patrolled the sky, the Fire Clan patrolled the sky...

The major forces took their positions one after another and stepped into the magic circle.

As soon as he set foot inside, a huge attraction poured into his body from the ground and began to absorb the mana in his body crazily.

The expressions of the monks from all major forces changed drastically at the same time.

No wonder they are given priority as compensation, it's not just as simple as absorbing a little mana.

When it was Tianzhi's turn, the gaze of ancestor Qingwei locked on Su Liuli at a glance.

The old man with white beard and hair frowned and his expression darkened, "Nonsense!"

Cangyan Immortal Emperor quickly stepped forward and explained: "Ancestor Qingwei, this disciple..."

"The realm is not enough, no matter what the reason is, she can't do it!"

Ancestor Qingwei's face was solemn and his expression was stern. With his temperament, he was rarely so serious and severe.

However, when it comes to the success or failure of breaking the seal of the Imperial Gate ruins, no details can be careless.

"yes……"

Immortal Emperor Cangyan shook his head and sighed. Indeed, sometimes, with determination and perseverance alone, not only is it difficult to achieve anything, but it can actually become a black sheep.

He could only walk up to Su Liuli and pat her shoulder gently to express comfort.

Then, another peak immortal was selected to fill in.

At this point, the seven major forces, a total of seventy peak immortals, are all in place and included in the formation.

In an instant, the golden light was blazing and brilliant!

As the magic circle was completely completed, the speed of absorbing magic power seemed to slow down a bit.

A kind of monk with a slightly calm expression, but at this absorption speed, even a peak immortal can only last about two hours at most.

And high in the sky, the golden formation inscription continued to expand and rise, until it stretched thousands of miles and hung thousands of feet high, before finally stopping.

And this process alone lasted for almost half a quarter of an hour.

"Fuck!"

"This... what kind of formation is this?"

"Oh my god, this time it really opened my eyes!"

"..."

On the Burying Wind Plain, whether they were disciples belonging to other forces or monks from various major sects and aristocratic families who were guarding the periphery and wanted to fish in troubled waters, they all raised their heads and stared at the sky.

Such a formation is truly unprecedented!

And the person who controls this formation is none other than Ancestor Qingwei.

He was seen staring at the magic circle with a serious face. When the formation pattern on the sky was completely formed, he waved his sleeves and said loudly: "Everyone, you can put the disciple token of the Emperor's Sect into the magic circle. bingo!"

The elders of the major forces focused their gazes and followed the instructions of Patriarch Qingwei and threw the inner disciple tokens directly.

Of the six inner disciple tokens, as many as five were taken away by the seven super powers.

And the last piece is in the hands of Master Nan Lou Nan.

As the five tokens were thrown, there was indeed some subtle reaction with the seal of the Imperial Gate below.

At this moment, ancestor Qingwei's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand and threw out a command flag.

The command flag also fell into the formation, and then, in the center of the huge formation, an extremely huge god slowly descended. Holding a huge long bow, he drew the bow and arrows, and golden light turned into arrows. arrow.

With the sound of breaking wind, the arrow shot out with a "whoosh", aiming at the weak point where the purple light barrier and the token were induced, and then shot out hard.

In an instant, the expressions of all the immortals who entered the formation eye and acted as the source of mana changed at the same time.

Good guy, those arrows shot by the gods and Dharma figures are clearly their magic power!

"Whoosh" several arrows were shot out, and everyone felt that their bodies were about to be hollowed out.

However, there are also some people who, when opening up a new land, are several times wider than monks of the same level, which makes it relatively easy.

As for a freak like Ling Feng, let alone a freak like him, he acted like a normal person.

However, in order to avoid revealing his secret, Ling Feng still pretended to be out of breath very gregariously, and it looked like he was working very hard to support himself.

Bang bang bang!

The golden arrows hit the purple light barrier heavily.

Under the extremely precise control of Ancestor Qingwei, sure enough, the arrows penetrated the magic circle one by one, and there was a "click" sound, and the barrier turned out to be like a mirror, with cracks appearing one after another.

These cracks undoubtedly inspired everyone present.

It's not like they haven't tried violently to break the formation before, but the powerful Immortal Emperors from all major forces have taken action, and they haven't caused any damage to the purple light barrier.

Sure enough, you still have to rely on those tokens to draw out the weak points of the magic circle in order to hit it with one blow.

Ancestor Qingwei slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. It seemed that his method was indeed feasible.

It's a pity that those inner disciple tokens were also penetrated by golden arrows in the attack just now, and now they are probably turned into powder.

And although the barrier was destroyed, it was far from being completely opened.

We can only use the second round of offensive!

Ancestor Qingwei took a deep breath and roared again, "Everyone, you can cast the Inner Sect Elder Token!"

There are five inner elder tokens in total.

They were taken by the Xantian Thunder Clan, the Xantian Wind Clan, the Xantian Ice Clan and the Xantian Fire Clan.

There was another one among them, which was photographed by the mysterious man in box No. 6.

Soon, the Immortal Emperor elders of the four tribes of Wind, Thunder, Ice and Fire put their tokens into the formation. The reaction between the elder tokens and the barrier was indeed more effective than the disciple tokens.

The barrier even began to tremble slightly. Under this tremor, the defensive power of the barrier was naturally greatly weakened.

Ancestor Qingwei smiled coldly and looked in the direction of Yu Jingyuan, "Little friend Jingyuan, it's time to take out the token in your hand!"

"Wha...what token?"

Yu Jingyuan's expression changed and he asked knowingly.

Ancestor Qingwei smiled and did not answer, but looked at the mysterious black-robed man next to Yu Jingyuan.

Naturally, he had known for a long time that the man in black robe was the mysterious guest in Box No. 6 at the auction.

Now, this mysterious man appears in the camp of Dayu Xianting. Come to think of it, the price of exchange is naturally the token.

It can only be that token.

"hehe……"

Yu Jingyuan laughed a few times. He originally wanted to hide this token. Maybe it would be used for other purposes after entering the Imperial Gate ruins.

The result was good, he was actually seen through.

"I'm just kidding you, ancestor!"

Yu Jingyuan smiled, but he cursed in his heart, this old guy has really poisonous eyes!

In fact, how big is the difference in the effect of four or five tokens on enchantment weakening?

This old guy is just looking for an excuse to destroy all the tokens in the hands of the major forces.

When the time comes, they, the Thunder Clan, only have a Supreme Elder Token in their Sky Survey, and it’s not walking sideways in the ruins!

However, even though he was reluctant, Yu Jingyuan could only take out the token and throw it into the magic circle in front of everyone.

And at the moment when the magic circle was submerged in the golden light, Ancestor Qingwei threw out a command flag again.

This time, in the golden inscription formation, a statue of a god with a larger body slowly descended, which was as big as a thousand feet!

The Dharma Master held a giant hammer. In an instant, the giant hammer spun and danced in his hand, setting off waves of terrifying storms.

All the monks guarding the formation felt dizzy again. The mana extracted this time was ten times higher than that of the longbow god before!

No wonder Ancestor Qingwei strictly requires that he must be a peak immortal. Now, if he were replaced by Su Liuli, he would probably be beaten to death.

boom!

The next moment, the Dharma Prime Minister held a giant hammer and slammed it into the purple light barrier.

When the five elder tokens were shattered, the barrier that had been exposed to countless cracks by arrows seemed to be finally shattered with the boundless power of this hammer!

Click!

Click!

Click!

The barrier is broken, and the entrance to the Imperial Gate is finally fully opened!