Chapter 839: Ban Men get an axe!
Chapter 839 The class door gets the axe!
At this moment, among the crowd of millions of disciples, most of them couldn't help cheering!
Next, Tan Yun's words caused the complexion of Jin Xianghai and even all the ancestors to change suddenly!
"Jin Xianghai, you're right, this young sect master really happens to be a high-level holy alchemist!" Tan Yun's voice, with a smile but not a smile, sounded like a thunder in everyone's minds!
The crowd is incredible!
incredible!
Unexpectedly, Tan Yun turned out to be a dignified high-level holy alchemist, and his alchemy skills were the highest in the entire Huangfu holy sect!
The inner sect, the immortal sect, and the holy sect's alchemy disciples, because of the great patriarch's reasons, they did not say anything, but almost all the alchemy disciples were full of admiration for Tan Yun!
"Qing, Qingcheng!" Feng Yun excitedly gave Feng Qingcheng, who was still in shock at Tan Yun, and said, "Did you see it? Did you hear it! Tan Yun is a high-level holy alchemist! !"
"Well..." After Feng Qingcheng recovered, he sent a voice transmission to Feng Yun: "Gaozu, he is not human at all... He is too evil!"
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"Alas!" Jin Xianghai sighed and snorted coldly, "Young Sect Master, you won, but your subordinates lost!"
"Certify!" Tan Yun stood with his hands behind his back, and his deliberately arrogant appearance made the ancestors of the Eight Meridians explode with anger!
Tan Yun despised the eight patriarchs of the eight veins on the Jade Tower, "Everyone, whoever of you will assess this young sect master next, please let the horses come over!"
"Young Sect Master, my subordinates will meet you!" At this time, Situ Wuhen, the ancestor of the beast soul lineage, said loudly: "The subordinates will arrange for a while, as long as the Young Sect Master can come out of the formation unharmed, my subordinates will You will lose!"
"Okay, yes." Tan Yun smiled confidently like a spring breeze.
"Haha." At this time, the great ancestor of the formation, Feng Yun, said with a smile: "I didn't expect the great ancestor of Situ to know the formation method! It surprised the old man!"
"Is it an accident?" Situ Wuhen said indifferently: "This great ancestor has surprised you a lot!"
At this moment, everyone is curious about Situ Wuhen, they have never heard of it, and he knows the formation method.
But then, when Situ Wuhen next arranged the formation, all the ancestors couldn't help but change their faces!
Feng Yun suddenly stood up!
"Shhhhh-"
As the Situ Wuhen Qiankun Ring flickered at an extreme speed, the formations were ten feet thick and as high as one hundred feet high, like a pillar-like formation, flying out of the Qiankun Ring, spreading out in mysterious and unpredictable trajectories in the void!
"Boom thump-"
In the end, with the dull loud noises, a total of 360 formation bases were distributed on the Tiangong Square in front of Tan Yun.
On each formation base, the power of thunder like a giant python coils around, and it is vaguely visible. The formation base is engraved with dense and winding formation patterns!
In each slender pattern, the dazzling power of thunder faintly flickers, captivating!
"This is..." Feng Yun said with a horrified expression: "At this time, the thirty-six-day magic thunder kills the holy formation! And it is still a high-grade holy formation!"
"Situ Wuhen, you are actually a high-level Saint Array Master like this Great Ancestor!"
Situ Wuhen stroked his beard and smiled, "Ancestor Feng, is it an accident? A surprise? Hahaha!"
"You are so hateful!" Feng Yun glared at Situ Wuhen, and immediately looked down at Tan Yun with a burning heart, and said, "Young Sect Master, this thirty-six-day phantom thunder kills the holy formation, and there are unpredictable illusions within it. array."
"It is said that even if it is a great power of the Great Perfection of the God's Realm, if you take the wrong step in the next step, you will be attacked by three hundred and sixty times the phantom thunder of heaven and earth!"
"Even a powerhouse in the Great Perfection of the God's Realm will suffer nine deaths under attack!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of more than seven million disciples in the entire Tiangong Square turned pale! I didn't expect this formation to be so dangerous!
In the eyes of the more than 150 ancestors of the God Realm from the Eight Veins, even if they entered by themselves, they would be more fortunate than lucky, not to mention the ants of the sixth Soul Vein Realm in this area of Tan Yun?
Unless Tan Yun's formation skills are at least a high-level holy formation master, he can walk out unharmed, otherwise, there is absolutely no possibility of survival!
But in the eyes of everyone, Tan Yun is already a high-level holy alchemist at a young age, and it is absolutely impossible to be a high-level holy formation teacher!
"Xuanzhong, what should I do? Yun'er will die like this..." Tantai Yu, who was sitting in the upper seat of the Jade Building, was sitting on pins and needles.
"Is the high-level Saint Array Master amazing? Oh, of course! In the eyes of some of you, it is the existence of high mountains, but in front of this young sect master, it is not even worthy to carry shoes for this young sect master!"
Tan Yun's words are not crazy!
The meaning is self-evident, it is saying that Situ Wuhen is not qualified to carry shoes for himself!
"Young Sect Master, everyone can say big things." Situ Wuhen looked down at Tan Yun with contempt, "Since the Young Sect Master has said that he is so powerful, why don't you go in and try it!"
"Try it and try it." Tan Yun stood with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the formation with a smile on his face. Suddenly, he stopped in his steps, turned his head slowly, looked up at Situ Wuhen, and said with a smile, "Oh, yes, this young sect master. I want to confirm again, your formation skills have reached the level of a high-level holy formation master?"
Although Situ Wuhen didn't know what Tan Yun meant, he still said proudly, "That's right!"
"I'm sorry, the young sect master is better than you, and this young sect master is a saint-level holy formation master." Tan Yun's tone was even more arrogant than Situ Wuhen:
"This young sect master will give you a free lesson today, so that you can understand what it means to be a gangster!"
"If you don't think that you are a high-level Saint Array Master, you will be invincible in the world, the frog at the bottom of the well!"
Tan Yunchi Guoguo's ridicule and humiliation made Situ Wuhen seven-point anger, and three-point disapproval!
Even if he was killed, he wouldn't believe that Tan Yun would be a Saint Rank Saint Array Master!
When Situ Wuhen's nose was crooked, Tan Yun stepped into the Thirty-Six Days of Magic Thunder Killing Array!
Immediately, the scene in front of him changed, in the depths of Tan Yun was a dead wood forest with a radius of ten thousand miles!
A rancid and pungent breath rushed towards him, making it disgusting.
"Boom—"
"Boom--"
Tan Yun raised his head and looked up, but saw that over the rotten forest, lead-black clouds covered the sky and covered the sun, and strands of crimson black thunder, which were hundreds of miles long, looked like giant red dragons that were dripping blood, cruising through it. . The momentum is terrifying!
Tan Yun looked around at the endless dead wood forest. Suddenly, he felt the ground under his feet rise and fall violently. It seemed that there was some kind of terrifying existence that was about to rush out of the ground!
He knows that this formation has been activated, and if he stays in the same place for more than three breaths, then the phantom thunder in the earth and the phantom thunder in the dark clouds will attack him at the same time!
Not to mention that he is at the sixth level of the Soul Pulse Realm, even if he is at the sixth level of the Divine Realm Realm, he can't bear the attack of an Earth Profound Thunder or Heavenly Illusionary Thunder!
