Chapter 4219: Lu Fan falls, the Bell of Destiny is obtained
"you……"
Lu Fan looked at the group of holy spirits with a cold look in his eyes.
The Saint of Zixiao said in a calm tone.
"Since you have chosen to cooperate with us, why do you need to continue staying in Tianyuan Dao Sect?"
"Next, if you choose to join us in dealing with Jun Xiaoyao."
"My Seven Colors Sanctuary can take you in."
Lu Fan stared at them intently.
"Do you think I will believe you again?"
The Saint of Zixiao shrugged slightly.
"Believe it or not, but for now..."
As he finished speaking.
Suddenly.
In the area where the entire fairy gold mine is located, a vast and boundless array pattern emerged from the void.
It unfolded like a chaotic star field.
Countless array patterns flow like the tracks of stars in the sky, shining brightly and flashing with light.
As the array patterns intertwined, the mist was vast, as if the chaos of heaven and earth was evolving, the sky was shaking, and thunder was surging.
That kind of aura is too terrifying.
It is far beyond the comparison of the formations in the outside world.
Moreover, this kind of formation can restrain all races except the Holy Spirit Clan.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Is this your confidence?"
The Saint of Purple Sky sneered and said, "This is the original formation diagram, a top-level formation left behind by the original Holy Spirit."
"Oh, I forgot to tell you that this place is the original secret treasure among the thirteen secret treasures."
They thought that Jun Xiaoyao didn't know the situation.
Little did they know that Jun Xiaoyao had already gained control of all the information.
"I think that just the seven of us, plus this original formation diagram, are enough to deal with Jun Xiaoyao."
"There's no need to trouble Brother Linghuang to take action."
The Holy Son of Biluo also smiled slightly.
Each of the seven of them is extraordinary.
Together with the original formation diagram left by the original Holy Spirit, Jun Xiaoyao's strength was suppressed.
They don't know how they lose.
Ling Huangzi said calmly, "In that case, I'll trouble you here."
After Ling Huangzi finished speaking, he turned around and left.
But when he turned around, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
His goal was to find something deep within the original secret treasure, something that was extremely important to him.
As long as he gets that thing, he is confident that he will be invincible.
Ling Huangzi's figure disappeared into the air.
Jun Xiaoyao took a look and was not in a hurry.
Anyway, all the good things hidden in this secret place will belong to him in the end.
"How about it, Lu Fan, have you thought it through?"
The Saint of Zixiao looked at Lu Fan with amusement.
Lu Fan clenched his fists tightly.
Then, he gritted his teeth secretly and turned to look at Jun Xiaoyao.
"If I join you in fighting them, will you let me live?"
Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale.
"do you need?"
Lu Fan said: "I made the wrong choice, but now, at least I can do my part."
"You don't know you're wrong, you just have no other choice."
"There is no medicine for regret in this world."
Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking.
The aura that had been restrained and hidden in his body suddenly spread out.
It's like a huge wave crashing against the shore.
Such an aura could make the vast void collapse.
Sensing this gushing breath.
Even the Saint Zixiao and others had their expressions suddenly changed.
"The fourth level of the imperial realm?!"
Their faces showed shock.
Although they knew that Jun Xiaoyao was very strong.
But this state was really beyond people's expectations.
Even in the fairyland, those monsters that have been buried in the dust for generations are no more than this.
The reason they were so shocked was that Jun Xiaoyao had only practiced for at least tens of thousands of years.
If you knew that Jun Xiaoyao’s real age was only a hundred years old.
They were afraid that their faith in the Tao would completely collapse.
"Fortunately, there is the original formation diagram..."
After realizing Jun Xiaoyao's terrifying state.
Saint Zixiao and the others looked at each other.
If there is no original formation diagram.
Even if all seven of them came together, it would be difficult for them to defeat Jun Xiaoyao.
"you……"
Lu Fan was also extremely shocked.
Before, he couldn't see through Jun Xiaoyao's realm of cultivation at all.
Facing Jun Xiaoyao, he was like a small boat in the ocean.
Now he finally understands.
Why did the Bell of Destiny react like that when he made that choice?
What's the difference between this and seeking death?
He still thinks he can make a name for himself.
Thinking about it now, it was so naive and ridiculous.
Jun Xiaoyao pressed down with one palm.
Lu Fan naturally would not surrender.
He used all his magical powers and trump cards.
Ancient armor appeared on his body, and various magical weapons were summoned around him.
There are also one-time secret treasures.
And his actual cultivation level is not weak either.
However, all of this was destroyed by Jun Xiaoyao's palm.
It's like paper.
They were torn and shattered in an instant.
It can be said that if the Bell of Destiny is used, Lu Fan will be given more time to develop.
He might really be able to succeed and grow into a top-level expert.
But unfortunately, he has not fully grown up yet, and is just a piece of cake in front of Jun Xiaoyao.
Lu Fan was killed by Jun Xiaoyao before he could even scream.
And in that gushing blood mist.
Suddenly, a golden bell appeared, shining brightly, with Taoist patterns swirling around it and light and shadows flashing.
As the ringing sound spreads, it seems that people can listen to the wonderful sound of fate.
"what is that?!"
When the Saint Zixiao and others saw this, their eyes flashed with brilliance.
They didn't know what the treasure was, but they could sense a sense of transcendence and supremacy.
Ling Huangzi was right. Lu Fan did have a secret. He actually had such a treasure in his body.
This is absolutely an unimaginable treasure.
However, before they could take a closer look.
Jun Xiaoyao waved his sleeves and put the Bell of Destiny into his pocket.
The expressions of Saint Zixiao and others changed slightly.
Then his eyes were filled with coldness.
"Jun Xiaoyao, no wonder you are targeting this person. It turns out you are coveting the treasure on him."
"It seems that you, the heir of the Jun family, who is famous in the vast starry sky, are not a gentleman."
Facing the words of Zixiao Saint Son and others.
Jun Xiaoyao's face was pale.
"I never said I was a good person."
Jun Xiaoyao never considers himself a good person.
Because it’s easy for good people to have a gun pointed at them.
"is it?"
Saint Zixiao and the others looked at each other.
The next moment, there was no hesitation.
Brilliant holy spirit runes emerged from their bodies, resonating with the entire original formation diagram.
In an instant, layers upon layers of formations appeared.
There is a thunder formation, with tremendous thunder surging.
There was a void rift, and the power of space turned into a sword blade, sweeping out.
There is a large Yin-Yang formation, with the Yin and Yang energies flowing, as if turning into the sun and the moon, suppressing it.
This original formation diagram is not just a simple large formation.
Rather, it is a composite formation composed of many powerful formations.
The power is naturally extremely terrifying.
From this we can also see that the owner of the original secret treasure is the original Holy Spirit.
His attainments in the art of formations are also not simple.
"Jun Xiaoyao, I admit that your realm is indeed beyond our expectations."
"But now, within this original formation, even you cannot display your full strength."
Purple light flowed in the eyes of the Holy Son Zixiao.
Without this geographical advantage, even if they joined forces, they would still feel a little insecure.
Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
"This formation is okay, but... it's not enough..."
Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking but didn't make a move yet.
There was a sharp and dazzling sword light, which couldn't wait to rush into the sky.
With lightning speed, as if rushing towards the cafeteria, it slashed straight at the Purple Cloud Saint! (End of Chapter)
