Chapter 13331 Trapped Beast

Chapter 13331 Trapped Beast
At this moment, the heaven and earth seemed to feel the collision of this force and began to tremble violently. The vibration spread from the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground, forming an indescribable resonance.

And all around, the towering mountains could no longer withstand the impact of this force and began to collapse. Huge rocks rolled down, dust flew, and the whole 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 heaven and earth, and the entire battlefield was shrouded in a doomsday scene.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Shifei and others all looked gloomy, and their eyes revealed solemnity and uneasiness. They knew that the current situation was far beyond their expectations, and Long Yingtian's strength was far beyond their imagination.

Long Yingtian, who was surrounded in the Holy Mark Formation, had an extremely calm expression. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if he could see through everything in the world.

He glanced coldly at the five priests of the Holy Temple, and said in a low and powerful voice: "I am the Lord of the Demon Suppression Palace. You actually attacked me, so don't blame me for being rude. In this world, there is no problem that I, Long Yingtian, cannot solve."

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

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

In an instant, the entire sky was covered with fire, and the flames shot up into the sky, as if the end of the world had really come. Those fireballs rolled and whistled in the air, carrying destructive power, making the whole world tremble.

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

boom!
Following this roar, countless fireballs poured down from the sky like a meteor shower. They smashed into the ground fiercely with destructive force, like the wrath of the gods. At that moment, the entire 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 very well that the destructive power contained in those fireballs was not something that ordinary people could withstand.

The next moment, his figure flashed, and he soared into the sky like an arrow from a bow, and instantly arrived in the air. He raised his hands, palms facing up, as if to catch some mysterious power falling from the sky.

Suddenly, the air around them began to gather rapidly, as if attracted by an invisible force. The air currents intertwined and swirled in the air, eventually condensing into a thick barrier, like an indestructible wall, blocking the pouring fireballs.

However, although Hun Huan had tried his best, his face gradually turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Obviously, he was also under great pressure in the collision of this force, and it was somewhat difficult for him to maintain this barrier.

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

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

Facing their opponents, Cheng Shifei and the others did not dare to be careless. They were concentrating on dealing with them, fearing that a single mistake would lead them to an irreparable fate. In this fierce battle, everyone's nerves were stretched to the limit, and the air was filled with a strong sense of tension and anxiety.

"Hahaha, Cheng Shifei, Long Yingtian is very powerful, and his reputation has long been known throughout the entire continent.

However, these five priests are all elite warriors of our Soul-Suppressing Palace. Each of them possesses extraordinary strength. Perhaps one of them is not a match for Long Yingtian, but if the five of them join forces, coupled with this carefully arranged level 7 formation, Long Yingtian will have a hard time flying even if he has wings. "

While Hun Wu Jue was having a fierce battle with Cheng Shifei, he laughed loudly, and his words were full of confidence in victory.

His laughter echoed on the battlefield, with a hint of pride and arrogance. Hun Wu Jue's eyes flashed with a cunning light, as if he had already seen the moment when Long Yingtian would be defeated.

"It's a waste of time, so why not surrender?"

There was a hint of temptation in his words, "I see that you are quite capable and 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 obey, your future will be dark and you will never be able to turn things around."

Cheng Shifei frowned and looked more serious as he listened to Hun Wujue's provocation and temptation. He knew that the current situation was extremely serious and Long Yingtian was facing unprecedented challenges.

However, he did not admit defeat, and said in a firm and powerful tone: "Humph, how much do you know about the Palace Master? His strength is stronger than you think. Even in this level 5 formation, he will never admit defeat easily. If you try to occupy the Demon Suppression Palace, you must be prepared to pay the price!"

Cheng Shifei's words were full of trust and admiration for Long Yingtian, and 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, nor will he bow to the enemy.

There was a hint of coldness in Hun Wu Jue's laughter. He slowly said, "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. He must die today!
You have underestimated the power of the seventh-grade superior 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 very powerful. If he were not restrained by this formation, he might be able to kill us on his own. But now, he is doomed. This seventh-level upper-grade formation will be a gap that he cannot cross. "

Hun Wu Jue's words were full of confidence in the seventh-grade superior formation. His eyes flashed with a cold light, as if he had already seen the moment when Long Yingtian would be defeated.