Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

At this moment, the world seemed to feel the collision of this force, and began to tremble violently. The vibration spread from the ground to the sky, and then fed back from the sky to the ground, forming an indescribable resonance.

And all around, the mountains that had stood tall and tall now began to be unable to withstand the impact of this force, and began to collapse one after another. Boulders rolled down, dust flew, and the entire world seemed to be torn apart by this force, showing its most primitive and wild side.

This terrifying formation was not only a test for Long Yingtian, but also a challenge to the rules of heaven and earth. It caused changes in the heaven and earth, shrouding the entire battlefield in a doomsday-like scene.

Seeing this scene, the faces of Cheng Shifei and others at the scene darkened, and their eyes revealed solemnity and uneasiness. They knew that the situation in front of them had far exceeded their expectations, and Long Yingtian's strength far exceeded their imagination.

Long Yingtian, who was surrounded by the holy pattern formation, had an extremely calm expression. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if he could see everything in the world.

He glanced coldly at the five temple priests and said in a low and powerful voice: "I am the Lord of the Demon Suppressing Mansion. If you actually attack me, then don't blame me for being rude. In this world, there is no one like me. A problem that Long Yingtian cannot solve.”

As he finished speaking, he slowly raised the Mo Dao in his hand and pointed it towards the sky. At that moment, the whole world seemed to feel the powerful force surging in his body, and an invisible pressure fell from the sky, making everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

Soon, in the sky above the Burial Great Wall, countless terrifying fireballs suddenly appeared. They were like burning stars, shining with blazing light. Those fireballs intertwined and collided in the air, as if they were having a final carnival for the coming destruction.

In an instant, the entire sky was covered in skyfire, and the flames soared into the sky, as if the end had really come. Those fireballs rolled and roared in the air, carrying destructive power that made the whole world tremble.

Long Yingtian suddenly raised his head, his eyes revealing determination and coldness. Mo Dao pointed lightly in the air, and his voice was as piercing as ice: "Fall!"

boom!

Following this roar, countless fireballs poured down from the void like meteorite rain. They hit the ground with destructive power, like the anger of the gods. At that moment, the whole world seemed to be torn apart by this force, making a deafening roar.

Seeing this scene, Hun Huan's expression changed slightly in an instant. He knew that the destructive power contained in those fireballs was definitely not something that ordinary people could withstand.

The next moment, his body swayed, soaring into the sky like an arrow from a string, and he was in the air in an instant. He raised his hands, palms upward, as if to catch some mysterious power falling from the sky.

For a moment, the air around him began to gather rapidly, as if being attracted by an invisible force. Those air currents intertwined and swirled in the air, and finally condensed into a thick barrier, like an indestructible city wall, blocking the pouring fireballs.

However, even though Hun Huan had gone all out, his face gradually turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Obviously, he was under great pressure in the collision of this force, and it was difficult to maintain this barrier.

At the same time, Cheng Shifei and others were firmly stopped by Hun Wujue and others.

Although they were anxious and wanted to help Long Yingtian, they were tightly entangled by their opponents and could not escape. They could only watch Long Yingtian struggling to break through the sea of ​​fire alone, praying for him constantly in their hearts, hoping that he would be safe and sound.

Facing their opponents, Cheng Shifei and others did not dare to be careless in the slightest. They dealt with it with all their concentration, fearing that a single oversight would put them in a desperate situation. In this fierce battle, everyone's nerves were tense to the extreme, and the air was filled with thick tension and anxiety.

"Hahaha, right and wrong, Long Yingtian is very strong, and his reputation has already spread throughout the continent.

However, these five temple priests are all elite strongmen of our Zhenhun Palace temple. Each of them possesses otherworldly strength. Perhaps one of them is not Long Yingtian's opponent, but the five of them join forces. If so, coupled with this carefully arranged seven-level formation, Long Yingtian would be unable to fly even if he had wings. "

Hun Wujue laughed loudly while having a fierce confrontation with Cheng Shifei, and his words were full of confidence in victory.

His laughter echoed on the battlefield, with a bit of pride and arrogance. There was a cunning light in Hun Wujue's eyes, as if he had already seen the moment of Long Yingtian's defeat.

"If it's going to happen, why don't you surrender?"

There was a hint of temptation in his words, "I think you have good strength and are a rare talent. When we occupy the Demon Suppression Mansion, you may be able to occupy a place in it and enjoy supreme glory and power. If you don't follow , then your future will be dark, and you will never be able to turn around again."

Listening to Hun Wujue's provocation and temptation, Cheng Shifei frowned and his face became more solemn. He knew that the situation at hand was extremely serious and Long Yingtian was facing unprecedented challenges.

However, he did not admit defeat, and his tone was firm and powerful: "Hmph, how much do you know about the Lord of the Mansion? His strength is stronger than you think. Even in this level 5 formation, he will never give up easily. If you want to occupy the Demon Suppression Mansion, you must be prepared to pay the price!"

Cheng Shifei's words were full of trust and admiration for Long Yingtian. His eyes flashed with an unyielding light, as if he was ready to fight the enemy to the end. In this battle that concerns the fate of the Demon Suppression Mansion, he will never give up easily, let alone bow to the enemy.

There was a hint of coldness in Hun Wu Jue's laughter. He said slowly: "Indeed, Long Yingtian is indeed very terrifying. His strength and methods are beyond our expectations. But our clan has already paid such a huge price for today, and he must die today!

You underestimate the power of the seventh-level upper-grade formation. This is not just a simple formation. It contains the hard work and wisdom of countless ancestors of our Zhenhun Mansion.

Long Yingtian is powerful. If there is no restraint of this formation, perhaps he can really kill us by his own strength. But now, he is doomed. This seventh-level upper-grade formation will be a gap that he cannot cross."

Hun Wu Jue's words are full of confidence in the seventh-level upper-grade formation. There is a cold light in his eyes, as if he has seen the moment of Long Yingtian's defeat.