Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter Eight hundred and thirtieth IX: The Classroom Makes an Axe!

At this moment, among the crowd of millions of disciples, most of them couldn't help cheering!

Next, Tan Yun's words changed the expressions of Jin Xianghai and even all the ancestors!

"Jin Xianghai, you are right, my young suzerain really happens to be a high-level alchemist!" Tan Yun's voice that seemed to be a smile but not a smile sounded like thunder from everyone's minds!

Everyone is incredible!

incredible!

He never imagined that Tan Yun turned out to be a dignified high-ranking holy alchemist, with alchemy attainments, he was the highest person in the entire Huangfu Sacred Sect!

The disciples of inner sect, immortal sect, and holy sect, because of the great patriarch, they didn't talk about it, but almost all the disciples of the disciples of the disciples admired Tan Yun!

"Qing, Qingcheng!" Feng Yun excitedly sent a sound transmission to Feng Qingcheng, who was stupefied and still in shock to Tan Yun: "Did you see it? Did you hear it! Tan Yun is a high-level holy alchemist!" !"

"Hmm..." After Feng Qingcheng regained his composure, he sent a voice transmission to Feng Yun: "Gaozu, he is not human at all...he is too monstrous!"

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"Ah!" Jin Xianghai on the Jade Tower sighed and snorted coldly: "Young Sect Master, you won, but your subordinates lost!"

"Acceptance!" Tan Yun stood with his hands behind his back, and that deliberate appearance made the ancestors of the Eight Meridians so angry that their lungs exploded!

Tan Yun despised the eight ancestors of the eight bloodlines on the Yulou, "Everyone, whoever is going to assess this young suzerain next, just let it go!"

"Young Sect Master, I will meet you!" At this time, Situ Wuhen, the patriarch of the beast soul lineage, said loudly: "The subordinates will arrange for a while, as long as the young Sect Master can come out of the formation safely, the subordinates will If you play, you will lose!"

"Okay, yes." Tan Yun smiled confidently like a spring breeze.

"Hehe." At this time, Feng Yun, the Great Patriarch of Formation, said with a smile: "I didn't expect Patriarch Situ to know how to form formations! It really surprised me!"

"An accident?" Situ Wuhen said sinisterly: "There are still many things that my great patriarch has surprised you with!"

At this moment, everyone became curious about Situ Wuhen, they had never heard of him, and he knew formation techniques.

But then, when Situ Wuhen arranged the formation next, all the ancestors couldn't help but change their faces!

Make Feng Yun stand up suddenly!

"Shhhhhh-"

As Situ Wuhen's Qiankun Ring flickered at a high speed, formation foundations as thick as ten feet and as high as hundreds of feet flew out from the Qiankun Ring, spreading out in the void with mysterious and unpredictable trajectories!

"Boom boom boom—"

Finally, with a series of dull bangs, a total of 360 array foundations were distributed on the Tiangong Square in front of Tan Yun.

On each formation base, strands of python-like thunder force coiled around, faintly visible, densely packed, zigzag formation patterns engraved on the formation base!

In every slender pattern, the bright thunder power flickers faintly, breathtaking!

"This is..." Feng Yun said with a shocked expression: "At this time, the thirty-six-day magic thunder killing holy formation! And it's still a top-rank holy formation!"

"Situ Wuhen, you are actually a high-ranking holy formation master like my patriarch!"

Situ Wuhen caressed his beard and smiled: "Feng Da Patriarch, is it unexpected? Surprised? Hehehe!"

"You hate me so much!" Feng Yun glared at Situ Wuhen, then looked down at Tan Yun anxiously, and said, "Young Sect Master, there are unpredictable illusions inside the thirty-six-day phantom thunder killing holy formation." formation."

"It is said that even if you are a great power in the Great Perfection of God's Realm, if you make a wrong step after entering, you will be attacked by three hundred and sixty times the magic thunder of heaven and earth!"

"Even a strong man in the Great Perfection of the God's Realm would have a narrow escape from an attack!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of more than seven million disciples in the entire Tiangong Square turned pale! I didn't expect this formation to be so dangerous!

In the eyes of more than 150 ancestors of the God Realm of the Eight Meridians, even if they entered by themselves, it would be more ominous, let alone Tan Yun, an ant at the sixth level of the Soul Vein Realm?

Unless Tan Yun's formation technique attainments, at least reaching a high-level holy formation master, can he come out safe and sound, otherwise, there is no possibility of survival!

But in the eyes of everyone, Tan Yun is already a high-level holy alchemist at such a young age, and it is absolutely impossible to be a high-level holy alchemist again!

"Xuanzhong, what should we do? Yun'er will die like this..." Tantai Yu, who was seated in the upper seat of Yulou, felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, his anxious voice had not yet fallen, and a domineering voice resounded through the audience!

"Is the high-ranking holy master amazing? Oh, of course! In the eyes of some of you, he is an existence that stands tall, but in front of this young suzerain, he is not even worthy to lift the shoes of this young suzerain!"

Tan Yun's words are not crazy!

The meaning is self-evident, it is saying that Situ Wuhen is not qualified to carry his shoes yet!

"Young Sect Master, everyone can say big things." Situ Wuhen looked down at Tan Yun contemptuously, "Since Young Sect Master speaks so much about himself, why don't you go in and have a try!"

"Try it and try it." Tan Yun stood with his hands behind his back and walked towards the formation with a smile on his face. Suddenly, his steps stopped, he turned his head slowly, looked up at Situ Wuhen, and said with a smile: "Oh, yes, my young suzerain I want to confirm again, is your formation technique attainment to the level of a high-level holy formation master?"

Although Situ Wuhen didn't know what Tan Yun meant, he still said proudly, "That's right!"

"I'm sorry, the young suzerain is better than you. This young suzerain is a holy master." Tan Yun's tone was more arrogant than Situ Wuhen:

"My young suzerain will give you a free lesson today, so that you can understand what it means to be an axe!"

"In case you think that you are a high-level holy formation master, you are invincible in the world, you are a frog at the bottom of a well!"

Tan Yunchi Guoguo's ridicule and humiliation made Situ Wuhen 70% angry, 30% disapproving!

Even if he was beaten to death, he wouldn't believe that Tan Yunhui was a Holy Array Master!

When Situ Wuhen's nose was crooked with anger, Tan Yun stepped into the thirty-six-day phantom thunder killing holy formation!

Immediately, the scene in front of him changed, Tan Yun was deep in a dead wood forest with a radius of thousands of miles!

A rancid and pungent smell rushed towards him, making people sick.

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

Tan Yun looked up, but saw above the rotting forest, lead-black clouds covered the sky, and strands of crimson profound thunder that were hundreds of kilometers long, like giant red dragons dripping blood, cruising among them . The momentum is incomparable!

Tan Yun looked around at the endless forest of dead trees. Suddenly, he felt the ground under his feet undulate violently. It seemed that there was some kind of terrifying existence that was about to rush out of the ground!

He knew that this array had been activated, if he stayed in the same place for more than three breaths, then the earth phantom thunder in the ground and the sky phantom thunder in the dark clouds would attack him at the same time!

Not to mention that I am at the sixth level of the Soul Vein Realm, even if I am at the sixth level of the God Realm, I will definitely not be able to withstand an attack from the Earth Profound Thunder and the Heavenly Illusion Thunder!