Chapter 2353: Ling Xiaoxiao's determination

"Seniors, you risk your death to advance and retreat with the Dragon Temple. I thank you for Brother Feng, but the enemy's strength is too strong. Please avoid the Dragon Temple temporarily and help me fight the enemy."

Ling Xiaoxiao flashed to the sky above the Dragon Temple, and an overbearing aura emerged spontaneously.

"Okay! All those who listen to Mrs. Feng." A nine-star master **** said respectfully.

"Our life is saved by Master Feng! Mrs. Feng tells us what to do." An old man with a very high cultivation level said, and tens of thousands of powerful people flashed to the Dragon Temple.

"Xiaoxiao, what does she want to do?" Xiao Qingqing suddenly felt a strong anxiety.

"Xiaoxiao!" Ling Muyun and others were also very worried.

Ling Xiaoxiao folded his hands together, forming a mark, and the original power urged it with all his strength, and the sacred artifact was immediately sacrificed, extremely violent energy gushing out like a volcanic eruption.

"Is Xiaoxiao going to make a formation?" Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao's mark, Feng Zhengxiong guessed it for the first time.

Feng Qianyang solemnly said: "This person's power is too terrifying, beyond our imagination, I am afraid that the formation of the Dragon Temple can not be resisted."

"Formation is probably the only way. Long'er hasn't left the gate yet, and Shantong is probably not in the **** realm. There is no other way." Long Tianqiu frowned.

"No matter what, Xiaoxiao has made a decision, and we have to support her desperately!" Liu Qingyang firmly cut the line.

"Qing Yang is right, I believe Master!" Qing Xuan said with a light smile.

The three-eyed demon ape glanced at Liu Qingyang, and muttered: "This stinky boy's words, this is the first time I feel like human words."

In the void, the wooden soul clan man looked at Ling Xiaoxiao in astonishment. He didn't know why Ling Xiaoxiao stood up.

"I know you're going to die, but I took the initiative to stand up. I admire your courage, but what can you do?" He stared at Ling Xiaoxiao with cold eyes, and the Wood Soul Clan man sneered.

Ling Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyes were full of determination, and he believed: "Guard the Dragon Temple!"

"For the sake of your courage, I give you this opportunity! I just don't know if you can bear it!" The Wood Soul Clan man said coldly, without any pity, only fierceness.

After the words fell, the condensed terrifying energy beyond imagination, under the control of the man, condensed into a huge energy palm print of hundreds of thousands of feet.

A huge degree, it makes people feel the tremor at first sight! feel despair!

That is an unmatched destructive force!

Not far away, another member of the tribe was also looking at Ling Xiaoxiao, sneered disdainfully: "There are so many people in the Dragon Temple, that a female classmate actually died."

"Except for the strong Saint, Dragon Temple also has the highest cultivation level of this woman. I think she is compelled to stand up, but the result is the same, no matter who stands up, it is death." Another clansman mocked.

More than a dozen strong Saints were all seriously injured, and Ling Xiaoxiao alone was a female generation, it was impossible to turn things around.

This is after all close to the power that triggers the laws of heaven and earth.

"Senior Eastern Emperor and the Blood War God are all seriously injured. Brother Feng is now the key to the breakthrough. I must stand up and never let the Dragon Temple have an accident." Ling Xiaoxiao secretly said in her heart, she knew that the Dragon Temple was the whole thing in Feng Wuchen. , Even if you pay your life, you must keep the Dragon Temple.

"Brother Feng, you can practice with peace of mind, and give me the Dragon Temple!" Ling Xiaoxiao glanced at the palace where Feng Wuchen was, and a smile appeared on her pretty face.

"Nine Heavens and Earth Killing God Formation! Open!"

With cold eyes staring at the destructive palm prints that were suppressed, Ling Xiao violently shouted.

"Buzz!"

The Dragon Temple Palace was suddenly shaken, and a huge golden energy array immediately enveloped the Dragon Temple. This is the nine-fold heaven-killing array infused with the original power of the Raksha tribe!

When the formation opened, Liu Qingyang shouted fiercely: "Everyone put strength into the formation!"

The Dragon Temple and the top powerhouses of the rushing forces have taken action one after another, and the tens of thousands of powerhouses who have come to repay the favor are like this, and they have injected their own power into the formation without reservation.

The Nine Layers of Universe and the Killing of Gods Array quickly expanded to more than tens of thousands of feet, and it was still expanding, and its tyrannical defense force reached an unprecedented height.

All the power is injected into the formation, everyone is very weak at the moment, their faces are pale, and they are all gasping for breath.

"Formation?" The wood soul clan man said coldly: "So, it is a good way to gather the power of everyone in the Dragon Temple, and the defense force of the formation is also very strong."

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

Hundreds of thousands of feet of huge palm prints smashed down, colliding with the formation, and there was an earth-shaking bang, like sparks hitting the earth, the picture was extremely spectacular and shocking.

"Oh? This is not a weak force, but all the power is given to the formation. Once the formation is broken, the Dragon Temple will no longer exist." The wooden soul clan man said coldly.

Although the power of the formation is huge, it is not at the same level compared with the power of the Wood Soul Race powerhouse.

The huge formation vibrated violently, and a large crack had been torn out, which might break at any time.

"Broken! The formation can't hold it? Can the formation be blocked by such a terrible power?"

"The power of all of us... can't actually stop his power alone..."

"How is this possible? The Nine Layers of Universe God Killing Formation is almost unable to hold it!"

The moment when a crack appeared in the formation, everyone in the Dragon Temple panicked to the extreme.

"puff!"

As the crack spread, Ling Xiaoxiao, who was in charge of the huge formation, paled, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Xiaoxiao!" Long Mu and Xiao Qingqing exclaimed at the same time.

"Xiaoxiao can't hold it anymore! Big Brother Feng hasn't left the customs, what can we do?" Miao Qingqing said anxiously.

"The power of the formation is rapidly consuming! Xiaoxiao can't hold it!" Ling Muyun panicked, and intense despair surged into his heart.

The huge formation at this moment is like a broken mirror, which has reached its limit.

"Aren't you going to give up? You should be very clear that your strength is simply not enough to contend with me." The Wood Soul Clan man said coldly, assuming that he could destroy the Dragon Temple at any time as long as he wanted.

"So what? I will never give up! Who will know the result until the last moment?" Ling Xiaoxiao supported desperately, his eyes still full of determination, and a touch of determination.

After the words fell, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his strength instantly increased.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, Ling Xiaoxiao's whole body was wrapped in purple light, forming a huge purple energy ball. The bright purple light instantly burst out incomparably dazzling brilliance, and a more powerful force burst out of Ling Xiaoxiao's body.

"Oh? Do you not hesitate to consume your blood?" The Wood Soul Race man asked in surprise.

"This is..." Liu Qingyang and the others looked at all this in shock, this was a scene they had never seen before.

"The real body of the Raksha Clan!" Ling Muyun was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Xiaoxiao stop!"