Chapter 706: Yutian Hunyuan Formation
Under the impact of this powerful force, cracks began to appear in the spiritual vortex, and the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the spiritual vortex was completely broken by the golden light column.
Lin Bingchun's eyes were cold, and he did not stop at all, and immediately led the black shadow to rush towards the black-robed man and the elder of Xuantian Temple.
At this time, the black-robed man and the elder of Xuantian Temple showed shock on their faces.
"I still misjudged Lin Bingchun's strength. I didn't expect him to be so strong. Is he still in the realm of distraction?"
Their eyes were full of disbelief, as if they couldn't believe the facts in front of them.
They didn't expect Lin Bingchun's strength to be so strong that he could easily break their attacks.
But they didn't retreat, their spiritual power was agitated, and they were ready to meet Lin Bingchun's counterattack at any time.
The black sword of the black-robed man exuded a strange light, as if accumulating more powerful power.
The elder of Xuantian Temple had a solemn face, holding the magic weapon tightly with both hands, ready to go all out.
Chen Ze looked at this scene and thought to himself: "Haha, it's getting more and more exciting, and it looks like it will get even more intense."
"Why do I feel that there is no such gorgeous scene when I fight with my clones?"
"However, the strength of the Great God of War is indeed not to be underestimated. I wonder how many clones he can beat?"
"Those guys who didn't appear should also appear, right?"
Lin Bingchun's figure was like lightning, and he instantly came in front of the black-robed man and the elder of Xuantian Temple.
He flashed with light in his hand, and instantly cast a powerful spell and attacked the two.
The black-robed man and the elder of Xuantian Temple hurriedly resisted, but under Lin Bingchun's powerful offensive, they gradually showed signs of defeat.
They kept retreating, and their faces showed a struggling expression.
At this moment, a burst of powerful pressure suddenly came from the sky.
The pressure was as heavy as a mountain, making people breathless.
Everyone looked up and saw three mysterious strong men slowly descending.
The three strong men exuded a powerful aura, which made people shudder.
Their aura seemed to be able to suppress everything, making the situation on the battlefield become confusing again.
The three mysterious strong men slowly landed on the battlefield, and the pressure on their bodies spread around like a tide.
Their footsteps seemed to be able to shake the earth, making people feel their powerful strength.
When the black-robed man and the elders of Xuantian Temple saw these three people, they showed joy on their faces, as if they saw the dawn of victory.
The leader was tall, with a stern face, and his eyes revealed endless majesty.
He glanced at the battlefield slightly, and his eyes finally fell on Lin Bingchun, the black shadow, and the Emperor of Dagan.
It seems that Chen Fan, who possessed the best heavenly skills, was ignored.
"Hmph, Emperor Dagan, today is your doomsday." His voice was cold, as if it came from hell.
The Emperor of Dagan looked at the three people who suddenly appeared with a solemn face, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.
The ones who led Prince Kang away before were just a bunch of scum, and now they are the real masters.
The strength of the enemy and us was instantly pulled apart.
As the words of the strong man in Xuantian Palace fell, the other two strong men also released powerful spiritual power fluctuations instantly.
One of them held a long sword, and a strange light flashed on the sword.
The other one formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and mysterious runes appeared in front of him.
Lin Bingchun's face was solemn. He could feel the powerful strength of these three strong men, who were comparable to him.
But as the god of war of Dagan, how could he retreat?
He held the magic weapon in his hand tightly, and his eyes revealed a firm belief.
"If you want to destroy the Dagan Dynasty, you must pass me first." Lin Bingchun shouted angrily, and the spiritual power on his body surged again.
The black shadow also stood beside Lin Bingchun, staring at the five strong men of Xuantian Palace with full concentration.
"Are there three late-stage spirit realm again? How many spirit realms are there in Xuantian Palace? For a heaven-level top-grade technique, Xuantian Palace came out in full force?" Although Chen Ze expected that there would be masters in Xuantian Palace, he was still a little confused.
"There are so many late-stage masters in the realm of distraction in Xuantian Palace. Why did the suppression of the grocery store suddenly stop? It's strange?"
At this time, the five masters of Xuantian Palace attacked at the same time, and the powerful spell attack attacked Lin Bingchun and the black shadow like a storm.
Lin Bingchun and the black shadow fought hard, but under this powerful attack, they were gradually forced into a desperate situation.
Seeing this, Emperor Dagan looked solemn. He knew that he couldn't go on like this and had to end the battle as soon as possible.
"Start the Yutian Hunyuan Formation!" Emperor Dagan ordered decisively.
As the order of Emperor Dagan was issued, the entire imperial city began to shake.
A large number of formation masters took action, and mysterious runes appeared in the air, and powerful spiritual power began to gather.
The Yutian Hunyuan Formation slowly started, and a powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.
Although the consumption of starting the Yutian Hunyuan Formation was huge, Emperor Dagan could no longer care about so much.
He had only one goal, which was to wipe out Xuantian Palace.
Suddenly, Chen Ze felt the presence of the formation, and his heart moved, and he showed joy on his face, "The Dagan Dynasty is indeed rich in background. This formation is not simple at first glance. It's another gift."
While thinking in his heart, Chen Ze directly activated the Sky Eye to look above the formation.
After a moment, the information feedback from the Sky Eye entered his mind.
"The eighth-grade formation, the Yutian Hunyuan Formation, is quite interesting. It seems that this is the trump card of the Dagan Dynasty."
In the Yutian Hunyuan Formation, the surging power surged like a tide, constantly exerting pressure on the people of Xuantian Palace.
The five masters of Xuantian Palace felt tremendous pressure at this time. They knew that the power of the Yutian Hunyuan Formation should not be underestimated and must be broken as soon as possible.
The five people of Xuantian Palace looked at each other and instantly understood.
It seems that they were also well prepared.
The five masters of Xuantian Palace quickly dispersed and each occupied a position.
The leader of the masters formed seals with his hands and muttered something in his mouth. A mysterious power emanated from him.
The other four people were also well prepared and did the same.
Immediately afterwards, their power began to echo each other, forming a powerful defensive barrier.
The pressure of the Yutian Hunyuan Formation continued to increase, colliding with the defensive barriers of the five people of Xuantian Palace, making bursts of loud noises.
The entire battlefield was shaking, as if it could collapse at any time.
Lin Bingchun and the black shadow took the opportunity to adjust their status and prepare to launch a counterattack with the help of the formation.
This is a rare opportunity. How can it be possible to leave time for Xuantian Palace to break the formation? They must seize the opportunity and give Xuantian Palace a fatal blow.
Chen Ze watched the contest between the two sides with interest, secretly thinking about how to get more benefits from it.
He could feel that this battle was far from over, and Xuantian Palace must have some trump cards that were not used.
The five masters of Xuantian Palace tried their best to maintain the defense barrier and resist the powerful pressure of the Yutian Hunyuan Formation.
Their faces gradually became solemn, and fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.
