Martial God Sovereign

Chapter 1708

"Little friend Han is here, welcome!" The seventh elder, guardian of the tower, when he learned that Han Yu had come, hurried out to greet him. A bright smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and he seemed to be ten years younger in an instant.

The formation tower is the treasure place of the Wind Clan, and it contains countless formation secret books. In Feng Aotian's words, there are nine hundred formations in the formation tower.

In normal times, only the core disciples of the Wind Clan are qualified to go to the tower to read the secrets of the formations inside, and Han Yu is a direct disciple of Tian Lao, he is super strong, and the people of the Wind Clan will naturally not stop him. Feng Aotian gave the order even earlier, as long as Han Yu was willing to go to the treasure pavilions of the Feng Clan, he would not stop him.

After the seventh elders, there were also many children of the Wind Clan. They were studying the formation in the formation tower, and they all came out to watch when they learned that Han Yu was coming.

Looking at Han Yu one by one, it was like seeing a magical continent.

"Seven elders, I want to enter the formation tower to see." Han Yu said.

"Please." The seventh elder made a gesture of please, without the arrogance of the past.

"Although he is a disciple of the patriarch, he is still a junior, why is the seventh elder so polite to him?"

"Han Yu is the dragon among people. It is said that both the martial arts cultivation base and the Qi Tian master cultivation base have reached the point of perfection. The Seventh Elders are kind to him, and it is reasonable!"

"Brother Han, you have also come to the tower. Seventh elder, you have everything you can do, or you are busy, let me show the way for Brother Han." The storm came, and said with a grin.

Feng Lang Da is the famous genius of the Feng Clan, and the idol in countless people's hearts. At this time, he ran like a little brother, making the disciples of the Feng Clan feel incredible.

"Alright, you young people have a lot of topics, so I'll go busy first." The seventh elder smiled and finished speaking, arched his hands with Han Yu and left.

The wind and waves drew Han Yu into the formation tower, and the rest of the people immediately followed like a stalker, all curious about Han Yu.

"Brother Han, the formation tower has a total of seven floors. The third floor below contains some relatively common formations. Anyone can come in and read them. Starting from the fourth floor, you have to pass through the barriers. Only the level of the Seventh Ring Discharger can pass. Go up to the fourth floor. The more you go up, the harder it is to break through the level. Let's go directly to the top." Fenglang Avenue.

Han Yu nodded, the wind and waves led the way, and it didn't take long for him to reach the third floor and head straight to the fourth floor.

Just stepping on the ladder on the fourth floor, a steady stream of pressure came from above, which was specifically aimed at the soul. However, this pressure was like a hypothesis for Han Yu and Fenglang Da, and the two of them walked up without any hindrance.

Most of the people who followed were blocked on the third floor, and only a quarter of them followed up to the fourth floor.

Han Yu and the storm did not stop, and walked to the fifth floor. The pressure on this layer was dozens of times greater than the pressure on the next layer, and most of the wind and waves began to be a little strenuous. Before walking a few steps, sweat was spread on the forehead.

Those who followed could only sigh with joy and watch Han Yu and Feng Lang walk towards the fifth floor.

"This Han Yu is so powerful. Big brother feels the pressure, but he seems to be fine. What level has his Qitian master level reached? No wonder Big Brother is willing to lead him."

Everyone looked at Han Yu's back and gradually felt unattainable.

Han Yu and Fenglangda walked up to the fifth floor. Fenglangda was panting, sweating like rain, but Han Yu didn't change his face and looked calm.

"Brother Han, you are so awesome!" The big sow was stretched out by the storm, admiring it from the heart.

"Just stay here, I'll go up and take a look." Han Yu said, and there was no change in his expression because of the turmoil and praise.

"With the strength of Brother Han, it's okay to go up to the sixth floor. I can't do it. I'll wait for you here." Feng Lang rested against the wall.

Han Yu walked up the stairs, and the pressure of the soul pouring from the sixth floor was like a flood, dozens of times stronger than the one pouring down from the fifth floor, but Han Yu still walked up slowly step by step.

Looking at Han Yu's tall and straight back, the wind and waves slapped his lips.

Han Yu made him truly realize what a genius is.

Wind wave is a genius in the Feng Clan, but compared with Han Yu, it is not at the same level.

The more you go up, the greater the pressure on your soul, as if a mountain is pressed against it, adding dirt to the mountain continuously. Han Yu was not impatient or impatient, always keeping the same pace, steadily ascending to the sixth floor, his forehead was already covered with sweat.

"The pressure on the sixth floor is so great, the seventh floor must be even greater. No wonder even Tian Lao never climbed the seventh floor." Han Yu glanced at the stairs on the seventh floor, and then cast his gaze on the bookshelf on the sixth floor.

There are only nine bookshelves on the sixth floor, which seem to be very empty, and there are very few books on each bookshelf. Compared with the few floors below, it is really a drop in the bucket.

However, the books on the sixth floor are worth a lot more than the books below. The books in it all record high-level formations. The lowest-level ones need to be arranged by a master of three yuan or above.

Han Yu walked to the nearest bookshelf and scanned the books on it.

Few people come up on the sixth floor. The books here have not been moved for hundreds of years, but there is no dust at all. These books are quite different from ordinary books. It is about one meter wide and about 1.5 meters long, so you have to hold it.

"Lunar Congenital Formation can only be arranged by the Sanyuan Earth Unloader!"

"The Destiny Emperor Power Formation can only be arranged by Siyuan Earth Discharger!"

"Baichen Longhu Formation, only the Five Yuan Discharger can arrange it!"

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Han Yu has read more than ten books in a row, all of which are high-level formations. Some are in book form, and some are in scroll form. Some have explanations, precautions, and patterns for the layout of the formation, and some have only the formation, so you have to figure it out.

"Juxian Fulong Formation can only be arranged by the Eight Yuan Discharger!"

A cyan scroll caught Han Yu’s eyes. Han Yu opened it and saw that the scroll was one meter wide and ten meters long. Half of it was densely packed ancient red text, with detailed explanations and precautions, and half was densely packed array patterns. It is the pattern of this big formation.

There is also an introduction in the front. This scroll was made by an ancestor of the Wind Clan, and the Juxian Fulong Formation was his own creation.

"The existence of this formation can be created, at least it is a terrifying master of the Ten Yuan Discharger." Han Yu sighed secretly. After going through the content on the scrolls, he loved the formation very much.

This is a killing array that exerts the strongest power. Even if the master of Hualian Level 5 in the middle stage of Wu Sage enters it, it can be killed in seconds, and the master of Hua Lian Level 6 in the middle stage of Wu Sage enters, and there is no life.

With Han Yu's strength, this formation can be deployed and exert its strongest power.

Han Yu sat cross-legged, carefully observed the content on the scroll, and remembered it in his mind. The things in the tower cannot be taken out, but can only be quickly remembered.