Chapter 2345: Dark Battlefield

He went all the way straight, Jing Yan certainly realized that this was abnormal. The devil of the Temple of Destruction should have discovered his arrival long ago, but so far there has been no response. Even the guardian formation did not work, and it seemed to be intentionally closed.

"Do you want me to go deeper and cut off my back road?" Jing Yan pursed his lips.

Jing Yan guessed at the intention of killing the temple, but he didn't care, and continued to go deep into the suppression zone.

After a while, Jing Yan had passed through most of the repression zones, approaching the inner life and death zone.

The outer layer is near the defensive zone, the middle layer is the suppression zone, and the inner layer is the life and death zone. The range of the life and death zone is relatively small, and the building complex of the Temple of Death can be accessed through the life and death zone.

The Jingyan at this time is very close to the building of the Temple of Death. If there is no action in the killing temple, then Jing Yan can pass through the life and death zone and attack the building complex of the killing temple directly.

"Should I bear it?" Jing Yan secretly changed his mind.

Inside the largest palace in the Slaughter Temple complex.

"Let's go!" The first holy hand said in a low voice.

"Yes!" Several sounds sounded at the same time.

At the same time as the sounds of these sacred hands sounded, a large number of matrix formations were activated simultaneously at the core area of ​​the Temple. For a time, vast energy raged, and boundless black gas covered the world.

Here everything changes color.

Even the monks far from the edge of the temple area, they can clearly feel the large wave of power fluctuations.

"Get started!"

"The formation in the core area of ​​the Temple of Killing, it works."

"Jing Yanxian Zun is in the repression zone, not far from the life and death zone. Most of the formations in the repression and defense zones have been stimulated. Jing Yanxian Zun now does not work even if he wants to step back."

Many monks are staring in the direction of the Temple of Killing. Some monks fly to the sky to watch. In the air, their vision is wider, and they can see the terrible black gas.

一些 Some monks in the state of immortality are more courageous. They rely on their own strength to enter the area of ​​the Temple of Killing Gods. Of course, they will not enter the core area of ​​the Temple of Death, only to observe the situation inside the core area.

Jing Yan's repressive zone was shrouded in layers, and a horrible amount of energy continued to bombard his body. Around Jing Yan's body, the divine power flows, and the ancient tree's inherited power spreads out, forming a defensive shield.

Of course, the ancient tree inheritance of Jingxian Zun's realm, the power of course is far more powerful than before. The attack on the Temple Fighting Array cannot temporarily pose any threat to Jing Yan. However, Jing Yan's forward speed cannot be as fast as before. At this time, every step forward requires a lot of divine power.

The first sacred hand looked at the Jingyan in the picture of the law, and the glorious glory flashed in his eyes.

"Seal the ghost!" The first holy hand sank in a loud voice.

"Brother!" Feng Ghost Master immediately responded.

"Go, follow the original evolution, pay attention to safety. This scene is very powerful." The first priest nodded to the Fenggui priest.

"Yes, my brother wait for the good news!" Feng Guisheng's face showed a cruel smile, and then quickly walked out of the hall.

Then he was distraught, and a message came along. Within two or three breathing times, a large group of demon heads of fairy charm gathered around him. These fairy rhyme heads are dressed in exactly the same costumes. On the surface of these dresses, there are divine patterns flashing.

Sealing the sacred hand of the ghost is the immortal statue that is best at arraying in the Temple of Destruction. He will lead ninety-nine powerful Xianyun monks to form a battle line to hunt down Jing Yan. Ninety-nine Xianyun practitioners have the worst strength in the later realm of Xianyun. They formed a battle line, with Fengxian as the core, and on the site of the Temple of Slaying, they were the strong class of Witch God, and they all dared to face the battle.

"Go!" Feng Gui glanced over the ninety-nine Xianyun practitioners and drank in his mouth.

"Yes!" Ninety-nine Xianyun practitioners roared at the same time.

A total of one hundred people, starting from the building complex of the killing temple, greeted them towards the sight of the death zone.

The Fengfeng Ghost is in the center, and the remaining ninety-nine Xianyun monks are surrounded. The victory has not yet been stimulated, and there is a violent killing gas lingering around everyone's body.

I was still in the repressive zone, and I saw the battle line consisting of the fast-moving Fengshou sacred hand and the ninety-nine deities of the sacred temple.

Wu Jingyan stopped and waited for the other party to approach.

"This ... should be a battle line!" Jing Yan narrowed his eyes.

Battle battle, Jing Yan is no stranger.

In fact, Jing Yan himself is an array master, and his array of accomplishments in the chaotic world is still very high. There are many battle formations in the chaotic world, and Jing Yan also studied various battle formations.

Now the battle formation composed of the priest's holy hand is certainly not comparable to those in the chaotic world. Even though the battlefield had not yet started at this time, Jing Yan could sense the brutal and powerful breath of those who were facing him.

"Jingyan, a thief, I didn't expect you to come here to die!" Feng Gui shouted at Jingyan in the center of the battle array.

Wu Jingyan looked at the sealed ghosts in the battlefield coldly.

Seeing that Jing Yan didn't respond, Feng Feng's sacred hand continued, "Jing Yan! Give up the fairy rhyme-level blur spell on your body, and I will make you die happier."

He is trying to find out if Jing Yan has any fairy rhyme blurring spells.

Thoughts on Fenggui ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Jing Yan looks like a fire.

"I have a lot of magical magic spells. But if you want to, you have to rely on your ability to get them." Jing Yan said with a sneer.

I heard Jing Yan's words, and the eyes of Fenggui's sacred hand were frozen.

He is not only the holy hand of the ghost, the first holy hand in the hall, etc., but also all moved.

"Jing Yan's children will die!" Feng Gui's sacred hand launched an attack on Jing Yan. The ninety-nine Xianyun-level monks all moved, and black ripples pervaded.

Sealing the ghost prince himself, he took out a black scroll. The surface of this black scroll was rich in ink-like black light surge, and the darker death breath was permeated on it.

"Book of Darkness!" Outside of the core area of ​​the Temple of Destruction, a figure stood silently. He saw the black scroll held by the hand of Fenggui through the magic.

The Book of Darkness is also a top magic weapon for fairy princes. It is rumored that this book of darkness is also left by the immortal Lord in the Temple of Killing Gods.

"Sure enough, I plan to use the Dark Battlefield!" The monk's face was dignified, and he immediately used the magic weapon to send a message to Huoyunxianzun.

This person is Sichi, a disciple of Huoyun Xianzun.

Dark 弑 God battle formation, is one of the most terrifying battle formations in the heavens, the temple has not been used a few times in history.

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