Fantasy: Start with 3,000 Saints and establish Yama Temple!

Outside Yuntian City, clusters of green will-o'-the-wisps flickered and appeared a hundred miles away, looking extremely strange. They were the flickering figures of monks from the strange clan.

The human monks under the city used their own methods to fight off soldiers one by one, and many monks formed a battle formation. They exploded with ten times the normal combat power and fought hard to defend their homeland with their lives. The two sides fought fiercely, and no one spared any effort.

This battle involves victory and defeat, life and death!

Everyone gave it their all.

At this moment, the originally dark sky was filled with bright light, and a terrifying aura erupted.

"Hide and hide, thank you for so many people!"

At this moment, Feng Chen was flying in the sky, the sharp sword in his hand was emitting a cold light, his eyes were looking straight ahead, looking at the bone altar in front of him.

After the Bone Altar disappeared, Feng Chen went to look for the Bone Altar. It can be said that the Bone Altar is the big killer weapon of the Weird Clan's attack.

During the time when the Bone Altar disappeared, tens of thousands of human monks were killed quietly, among them there were also strong men who had transcended the realm, and their power was obvious.

As long as the Bone Altar is destroyed, the Weird Clan will not get any benefits from this battle. This attack will also make them return in vain or even fail.

"Do you really think that you, Feng Chen, are invincible and that no one can cure you?"

On the bone altar, there was a monk from a strange clan who was covered in pitch black and with ghostly bones. He glanced at Feng Chen and said viciously.

It's really frustrating. You have to know that there are hundreds of monks on the Bone Altar, but now they are being chased and beaten by Feng Chen. Where are they in the world?

"Come and fight if you can!"

Feng Chen's eyes were stern, and the black and white small world following behind him was activated, releasing the black and white energy plus the breath of chaos, transforming into non-stop forms, attacking the bone altar.

When the withered bone monk heard what Feng Chen said, he almost lost his composure and went straight out.

But after thinking about it calmly, I decided to forget it.

Investigating the reason, the monks of the Weird Clan all know why.

When the Bone Altar just disappeared, they thought Feng Chen had been restrained, so they immediately ran away, using secret techniques to hide their figures, and then kept changing their positions to attack the human monks, causing a large number of casualties to the human race. But just when they were complacent, Feng Chen suddenly appeared and used some divine ability to beat them out.

They were a little surprised when they were beaten out, but they were secretly happy when they saw Feng Chen. Before, they were afraid of being destroyed by a strong man from the Venerable Level, so they did not take action rashly, but now, only Feng Chen himself, this is what he has brought to his door. Son's.

As we all know, Feng Chen and Lao Wu have a deep hatred. As long as Feng Chen is killed, not only can Yuntian City be easily destroyed, but also a lot of benefits can be obtained from Lao Wu.

With Lao Wu's influence in the Weird Clan, how could he possibly treat them badly?

As a result, hundreds of formation mages mobilized the Bone Altar. In an instant, formation patterns flowed on the altar, releasing a terrifying aura that seemed to destroy the world.

The destructive aura locked Feng Chen, and the spiritual power of hundreds of formation masters was injected into the formation. The formation struck a thunderous blow, and tens of thousands of ghosts floated out of the bone altar. A series of shrill screams came out from their mouths, shaking the monks within the attack range of the altar to tremble.

Tens of thousands of souls quickly gathered into a white-bone giant in the sky, quickly clapped a palm and pressed towards Feng Chen.

But Feng Chen stood motionless on the spot, closed his eyes, and waved his palm towards the sky, directly connecting with the palm of the bone giant.

"court death!"

Seeing Feng Chen overestimating his abilities, the formation masters of the Weird Clan sneered in their hearts. They did not expect that the Divine Child of Yama Palace, who was called a genius, was actually a fool.

You must know that this bone altar is the personal weapon of Lingkong Six Sons and Five Masters. Even if Lao Wu is not on the altar, he will still have his remaining power, and the full blow of this altar can directly fight against the strong men of the Venerable Level. Head-to-head, even if it's not a full blow now, it still hits 70% to 80%.

They are confident that it is more than enough to destroy Feng Chen, a junior who is at the peak of his transcendence.

"boom!"

The palm of the white-bone giant collided with Feng Chen's palm, causing the clouds in the sky to scatter, revealing an empty sky. At the same time, there were cracks in the space.

Overflowing with terrible attraction.

"What? It actually... blocked it!"

To the surprise of the weird formation master, Feng Chen was still standing there intact, with his clothes neatly on his body, and he didn't seem to be injured at all.

This is completely different from what they expected!

...Please give me flowers...

Shouldn't Feng Chen be reduced to rubble? Shouldn't he be killed instantly?

What's going on? Is it haunted?

Now they seem to have forgotten that many of them are ghost monks.

"There is actually a team of formation mages!"

Thinking that the withered man had seen clues about Feng Chen, he shouted.

"No, it's two teams!"

"Not just two teams!"

"Hell, where did Yuntian City get so many formation masters? Don't they want to defend the formation?"

"No, we've fallen into a trap! Yuntian City's defense formation has not been broken at all! Withdraw!"

The monks on the Bone Altar were about to see clearly how many formation mages were behind Feng Chen, but they suddenly discovered that there were three teams of formation mages flying towards the Bone Altar [each team had two

How many people! And all of them are above the Late Stage level!

.......0

This is a terrifying fighting force!

escape!

This is the only thought in their minds now.

The Bone Altar instantly emitted a bright light, turning into a stream of black light and flying into the distance. At the same time, Feng Chen and the formation masters of the home team began to pursue and intercept it.

As a result, Feng Chen chased hundreds of formation masters alone, while the formation masters in Yuntian City were all hiding in the dark. As long as they caught up with the Bone Altar, they would blow it up.

"Are you still running away?"

At dusk, the speed of the Bone Altar slowed down a lot, and at the same time, lotus flowers appeared around the Bone Altar.

Feng Chen wanted to fight quickly and directly sacrificed the Lotus of Time and Space.

"What's going on, Yu Ling, are you being lazy? Are you not using the formation with all your strength?"

An array master on the Bone Altar suddenly screamed. The slowdown of the Bone Altar is no small matter. If Feng Chen and the others catch up, they will be killed directly!

"It's that space-time treasure that can control space. It can also change the flow of time. You can change the speed of the controlled area at will. Let's all work together to destroy that space treasure!"

An array master had studied the space-time treasure in Feng Chen's hand and immediately ordered.

As a result, the stream of light on the bone altar rotated, and a stream of ghost energy was emitted from the bone altar. In an instant, the entire area was surrounded by ghost energy, and ghost figures rushed out of the ghost energy, screaming towards Feng Chenchun!