Can A Scholar Be Called A Villain?

Chapter 163: Refining of the Great Array

The figure on the white beard flew towards the sky, but he was the only one, and the other people, including the other five superiors of the Xiuzhan Temple, stood in the air and watched with cold eyes.

Venerable White Beard didn’t say anything, but silently came to the edge of the big formation, feeling the pressure that was suppressed on him by more than three times the normal pressure.

His face gradually paled, and even his own soul sea began to tremble, and a powerful force began to pour into his body raging.

He did not hide at all, directly using his strongest strength to blast the formation barrier in front of him.

The supernatural power “Bai Sigh Xu Qi” flew directly from his mouth and blasted towards the barrier in front of him. At the same time, his body suddenly began to increase rapidly. The whole body became five feet tall, and he threw a punch directly in front of him.

The group of people underneath watched the attack from the Supreme White Beard, hoping that he could bring a glimmer of hope. The people from the top ten sects and the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce and other forces did not act rashly.

After all, no one had seen this formation before, even if it was arranged and completed in a hurry, no one could be sure of its true power.

At this moment, it would be best to have White Beard Zun stepped forward to try it out.

Murong Lin glanced at the back of the white beard with disdain, and then glanced at the people around him with a more concealed but more disdainful gaze.

If the formation has not yet fully possessed the superior power of attacking power, these seventy-odd superior superiors can work together, perhaps it only takes more than a dozen lives to destroy it.

But Murong Lin dared to use this kind of formation, because these lords did not dare to come forward and test easily.

And now the White Beard Venerable who is attacking the formation is more than 500 years old, but his strength is only the fifth level of the Venerable Upper Realm.

It is almost impossible to break through the “Twelve Capital Heavenly Blood Refining Array” purchased by Murong Lin for 500 villains.

Murong Lin’s figure slowly receded into the group of disciples. The number of disciples still alive is less than half of the number. Most of the disciples of the supernatural power realm and a small part of the virtual magic realm have exploded and turned into a cloud of blood.

The Panlang City below is even more miserable. Although this big formation only covers half of Panlang City, it also encompasses five or six million people. Most of these people are now shrinking. The formation is crushed.

The bloody aura around him began to permeate, and the blood-red mist continued to thicken. Amid the howling of the city, many monks of different races were also wailing.

There are many races in Fanlang City, even in the southern district of Chengdong District, which is dominated by human races, there are nearly fifty different races.

And now, the gravity suppression and spiritual power sneak attack in the air have moved from the strength of the virtual magic realm to the peak of the virtual magic realm.

You know, there are only more than seventy noble upper realms in total now!

Murong Lin felt the richness of blood in the formation, a glimmer of joy flashed under his eyes, and pinched a seal with both hands to get rid of the spiritual attack in his body.

After all, he bought the formation, and Liu Suifeng inspired him. Now he can naturally reduce the power of some formations.

The only remaining Wanjin Pavilion Lord of the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce looked resentful, glanced around in silence, and then protected Wanwanqiu, ready to take her away at any time.

Although the Wanjin Pavilion has been sunk directly, and a small part of the treasures inside have been swept away by a full attack, the other things are still in the hands of the pavilion owner!

If the situation is not right, he will directly crush the talisman and leave with Wan Wanqiu, and the others will not want to care about it.

This time until now, Wanjin Pavilion suffered the heaviest loss.

Standing in the middle of a group of superiors, Hong Shixian also had a gloomy expression. He looked at Jin Jingchen who was going crazy on the side, and then looked at the White Beard Zun who was still fighting against the formation barrier.

He was naturally nervous and surprised, this time it was true!

Although a lot of news came out the first two times, everyone didn’t even notice the shadow of a large formation, but now it’s not bad, without finding it, they are directly surrounded by the formation!

Moreover, this formation seems to be very evil. It directly sacrifices half of the people in Panlang City to draw blood, and I don’t know what magic power is to be practiced.

Is it really the old way of the devil?

If the devil is really old, then this time the calculation may have been premeditated, and even this conspiracy has already begun!

With the spread of the “primary spirit” body”, various primordial spirit clones gathered in Panlang City, the appearance and disappearance of Bai Xiaomo, the news that the old ways of the gods are about to be awakened…

Using these, they attracted people from these ten major sects and many powerful forces, and even the existence of crossing the tribulation realm attracted one.

Then the news of the two pretending formations leaked, causing everyone to think it was true, rushing around, and finally exhausted their patience and fighting spirit, and the hearts of the people began to separate.

Then, after the existence of Crossing Tribulation Realm left, the formation was opened directly, refining half of Panlang City!

And no one would have thought that the news from the first two times would be false!

Just like the old story “The wolf is coming”, they are all lambs waiting to be killed now.

How to do how to do?

There are many good things in Hong Shixian, but none of them are beneficial to the current situation.

Suddenly, he noticed the gaze behind him, his face was slightly surprised, then he turned to look at it, and met Murong Lin’s gaze.

Standing among a group of disciples, Murong Lin looked at Hong Shixian mockingly, provoking him with his eyes.

Hong Shixian’s face changed in an instant, and his terror was mixed with hatred for Murong Lin. He made up his mind secretly, and then looked at the place above the white beard.

The White Beard Zun has already performed his supernatural powers and spiritual skills, but even though he has transformed himself into a perfect body, and has become a giant of heights, he still can’t break through the “Twelve Capital Heavenly Blood Refining Array”. barrier.

And as his power to attack the barrier continues to increase, the Great Array will also counterattack more and more powerful forces into the body of the White Beard Venerable.

At this moment, the figure on the white beard was very embarrassed, and the clothes on his body were directly smashed by the counterattack of the formation. With the muscles of his upper body naked, he was already desperate.

The muscles all over his body trembled, his white eyebrows kept trembling, and his anger was soaring, like two white swords flying straight into the sky.

Then, he directly spouted a mouthful of blood, and roared in a low voice: “The white elephant is shaking the sky!”

After finishing speaking, his body directly turned into a ray of light, and it blasted up towards the barrier above, and the world suddenly shook.

It was like a meteor exploding directly on the sky, but it exploded into a rain of blood in the sky, not fireworks.

The White Beard Supreme was directly shocked by the counterattack of the formation, and the blood became a rain of blood scattered in the sky.

There is another dead person in the upper realm.

It is still the superior realm of Xiuzhan Temple.

But in the same way, the barrier in the sky also shook suddenly and seemed to weaken a lot.

“Elder White Beard!” a disciple from the Xiuzhan Temple shouted sadly with a sad expression.

The others just glanced calmly, and then thought about it, not caring that the blood rain fell on them.

Not many people have seen the death of the two upper realm in the Wanjin Pavilion, because the strength of the nine upper realm of Liu Suifeng is really not comparable to these people.

And now the Lord White Beard was really dead in front of everyone, the people of the top ten sects inevitably felt a bout of sorrow.

Jin Jingchen naturally saw this scene too, his face was full of hideousness and madness, and he laughed loudly: “The formation is weakened! The power is weakened! Let’s attack this!”

He was pointing to the place where the White Beard Zun had previously exploded, where the formation was weakened, exposing a spiritual point. .