Chapter 3202: 3202 Completely lost control

  Chapter 3202 3202 completely out of control

The palm just now actually contained dozens of handprints, thinking about closing the formation, but the handprints blasted into it, but there was no response. Even their master and apprentice were shocked back and forth, so he knew. This formation has completely lost control.

   "What should I do then?" Qing Fan was even more anxious when he heard the words, and even a layer of cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

  In the formation, there are thousands of sect disciples, and they are the elites of the major sects. Master was kind, and wanted them to grind more to lay a solid foundation for future cultivation, so that more people can be promoted to the emperor to deal with the upcoming catastrophe, but he didn't expect such a change to happen, just in case. These thousands of sect elites all died in Qingqiu Gorge. How should Master explain to the people of the world?

   Even if he is concerned about Master’s status as an envoy, no one dares to criticize him, but how can he feel at ease, let alone Master, even this disciple can’t feel at ease, afraid that he will live in regret.

   "The current plan is to break the formation forcefully. I hope they can hold on for a while." Mo Qingqiu took a deep breath and slowly raised his palm.

  The dust is flying in front of him, and there is a chaotic five element spiritual energy in it. Even his divine mind can't penetrate. He can only vaguely feel that there is still life in the formation, which also gave him a bit of hope.

   Qing Fan also drew out his long sword, and began to gather holy energy. Even the master has no other way, he can only do his best to help him break through the formation forcibly.

  "Break it for me!" Mo Qingqiu jumped in the air after a while, slapped down again with a palm.

   Qing Fan gave a soft drink, and the long sword in his hand also slashed out.

  Wuji Shengtian, the peak powerhouse second only to the holy monarch, and his successor to shoot at the same time, how majestic should it be? At this moment, the world changes color and everything disappears, and time and space seem to be still.

  Finally, the huge virtual palm shadow and sword glow fell into the formation barrier, and there was a loud noise, and the barrier was also blasted through a crack about half a meter wide.

  Success! Qing Fan was overjoyed.

  Although it was just a crack and did not completely break the barrier, he believed that with the joint efforts of their master and apprentice, and several more shots, the formation barrier would be completely broken.

  However, he was obviously happy too early. Just as the cracks appeared, a powerful power mixed with the power of the Five Elements surged out again.

   Qing Fan's figure lightened, and was shocked again to stabilize her figure, only to feel the blood in his chest and a touch of sweetness in his throat. In front of him, Mo Qingqiu also took a few steps back.

  At the same time that the master and apprentice were retreated, the crack that had just opened was restored and healed at an astonishing speed.

  What a terrible formation power! Qing Fan's heart sank sharply, and a layer of cold sweat oozes from the palm of his hand holding the sword.

  Even their master and apprentice can't break through the barrier of the formation, what should the sect disciple in the formation do?

  "Come again!" Mo Qingqiu shouted in a deep voice, and took another palm.

   Qing Fan gritted his teeth, and then slashed out with a sword! The situation was so critical that he couldn't allow him to think about it. In fact, he didn't dare to think about it.

  One after another palm shadows, one after another sword light, one after another fell towards the formation barrier.

   Loud noises like thunder, turbulent currents, and dust and smoke, as if the end of the world is coming.

  Under the joint hands of the two masters and uncles, the formation barrier cracked again and again, and the surging power of the formation also shook the two back again and again. Without waiting for them to make another move, the crack was quickly closed.

  Their expressions became more and more anxious, and even Mo Qingqiu's iron-green face oozes a layer of fine sweat.

  (End of this chapter)