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Chapter 2498: Formation Celestial Master(1/2)

 Bai Qing'er completely absorbed the big world that appeared after the fall of Tianxu Sha into the Holy Will of the First Opening of Chaos, and became a continent in chaos. The aura of his body increased greatly.

She was slightly disappointed: "It turns out to be just a corner of the big world. No wonder Tianxu Sha can carry it with his body. Hmm? That's it?"

Her beautiful eyes see through chaos.

She saw that all ten hanging gates of destiny receded, leaving only a ball of dazzling flames flying towards her at an unparalleled speed, giving her an unprecedented sense of danger.

In the flames, Wuyue Minghuang's body burned into red gold, his hair turned into sparks and flew away, his skin shattered into gold flakes, and the holy source in the sea of ​​​​qi released a wave of destruction that shook the entire starry sky.

This is the last brilliance of his life!

He had to choose to die together with Bai Qing'er, because Bai Qing'er was far more powerful than they expected. If no one made a sacrifice, all of them would die here.

And, it has to be him.

Even if other supreme sages wanted to die together and self-destruct their holy source, Bai Qing'er would not give them a chance.

As for Xingluo, he was the former divine son of the Temple of Destiny, and the only pillar under the divine realm of the Temple of Destiny. With the birth of Wu Ma Jiuxing, Blood Spirit Immortal, and "Given Heart" one after another, Xingluo must not die.

, only he can support the final dignity of the Temple of Destiny.

At this moment, Wu Yueming Emperor's speed is not weak compared to the gods, so Bai Qing'er naturally cannot avoid it.

Flying within a thousand miles of Bai Qing'er, Emperor Wuyue Ming was determined and said with a cheerful smile: "If the Son of God Yuqiu had not died, why would the Temple of Destiny be so aggrieved? That's all. Today, I will take your life and you will be burned together.

."

"You do have some integrity, but unfortunately, even if you die today, you can't stop me. No one can escape."

Bai Qing'er did not run away, but turned into a white light and rushed towards Emperor Yueming.

Sixty-five bronze chimes surround her delicate body, and the chaotic energy turns into a cocoon of light, like a prototype universe.

There were still six hundred miles away, so Bai Qing'er struck out with a palm.

Emperor Yue Ming also struck out with a palm, and the power of the palm print was not weaker than Bai Qing'er's, and was even slightly stronger.

"boom!"

The two palms struck each other, forming bright and dazzling light waves.

Xingluo held the destiny halberd in one hand and the extremely vicious blade in the other. He looked back, with complex expressions in his eyes, including grief, humiliation, cruelty, and admiration...

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a wave of light that was ten times more terrifying than the previous two palms clashed erupted with brilliant power. Wherever it spread, the space collapsed as if it were made of paper.

Ten supreme sages stood in the sky, all solemn and solemn.

Before coming, no one thought that the enemy was so terrifying that they could force Emperor Wu Yueming to blow up the Holy Source.

After a long silence, a supreme sage with four eyes said: "The breath of Ji Fanxin has disappeared! He must have died together with Wu Yue."

"Wu Yue is the strongest Emperor of the Tianming Division, the most advanced being in the realm of gods. His self-destruction of the Holy Source is enough to threaten the life of the false god. Even if Ji Fanxin is a Yuanhui-level genius, at such a close distance,

It must have been reduced to ashes."

The supreme sage "Cang Sheng" with a dark moon light wheel behind him said: "Actually, I don't have to choose to self-destruct the holy source. If we all use secret techniques and burn life energy to fight, we may not have no hope of winning."

Several supreme sages nodded, and they also felt that Emperor Yue Ming should not make a decision in such a hurry.

After all, with Emperor Wu Yueming's talent and cultivation, there is a high probability that he will break through and become a god.

He blew himself up, and the Temple of Destiny was like losing half a true god.

Xingluo is not as optimistic as them. He knows one thing very well. Even if there is only a 10% chance of escape, Emperor Yue Ming will never choose to self-destruct the Holy Source.

If he hadn't seen Zhang Ruochen and Gong Nanfeng in the Seven Star Emperor Palace and realized that the Tianshu Needle might have fallen into the hands of Ji Fanxin, he would definitely not have stayed here, but would have taken the Ten Supreme Realms with him

The great sage immediately fled.

Xingluo gave an order to the ten supreme sages, "You go first, I'll go investigate."

"Your Highness, Son of God, you don't need to be so cautious, right? Such terrifying destructive energy can't kill her?" Cang Sheng said.

He knew that the reason why Xingluo asked them to leave first was simply because he was worried that Ji Fanxin was not dead.

"The Tianshu Needle must be in the hands of Givenchy Heart. It probably fell into the void space with Givenchy Heart's death. We must rush over immediately to find it."

"Yes, once it is lost in the void space, it will be difficult to retrieve it."



Xingluo looked at the space that was shattered by Wu Yueming Emperor's self-destruction, and hesitated slightly.

It is indeed too difficult for him alone to find the Tianshu Needle in the void space. If there are ten other supreme realm saints to help, the probability of recovering the artifact will be greatly increased.

But he was worried that Ji Fanxin was not dead and was hiding in the void, waiting for them to take the bait.

Cang Sheng saw Xing Luo's worry and said: "If His Highness the Son of God has any concerns, he will stay here with everyone. I will go to the void space to investigate. If it is confirmed that Ji Fanxin is dead, we can go in together."

It won’t be too late. If Ji Fan’s heart is not dead, then I will blow up the Holy Source to see if she can continue to bear it.”

Everyone agreed and thought this was the best way.

Suddenly, Xingluo tensed up and looked up.

Above their heads, a space crack tens of feet long opened, and "Given's Heart" dressed in white flew out from it. Sixty-five bronze chimes around them slowly rotated, automatically playing high-pitched and ear-splitting music.

War song.

The ten supreme sages were all horrified.

She said: "There is no need to go to so much trouble. There is no need for conspiracy to kill you."

Bai Qing'er spread out his arms and activated all the bronze chimes to fly out, forming a circle with three hundred miles as the boundary.

There were originally sixty-five chimes, but 4,225 bell-shaped lights and shadows appeared. As all the chimes rotated, the number of bell-shaped lights and shadows became more and more, turning into 17.85 million.

.

Including Xingluo, all the monks in the Temple of Destiny were wrapped in bell-shaped light and shadow.

The sound of bells came one after another, reaching their ears, rushing into their minds, and shaking their holy souls.

Even if he is a supreme sage, his holy soul has been tempered countless times and is incomparably powerful. However, under the attack of the bell, he still has a splitting headache and it is difficult to gather the soul power, let alone activate the power.

"It turns out that she is also a formation master."

Under the mask of ghosts and gods, Xing Luo had a wry smile on his face.

Emperor Wuyue Mingming obviously gave them a chance to escape by self-destructing the Holy Source. However, because of his luck, he did not choose to escape with ten supreme realm saints at the first time. What happened now is really

Deserve it.

How can there be so many lucky things in the world?

Sixty-five bronze chimes are engraved with formation inscriptions.

Bai Qing'er used sixty-nine and a half levels of mental strength and mobilized the endless power of heaven and earth to activate it.

"This ancient formation is called the Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Vortex Formation. If I use it to kill you, Xing Luo, are you convinced?" Bai Qing'er looked down at Xing Luo, who was wearing a mask in the center of the formation, with an extremely serious tone.

calm.

"war!"

Xing Luo gritted his teeth, and the brilliance of stars erupted from his body, directly activating the secret technique and burning his longevity.

Only by doing this can it be possible to break through the formation.

"It's useless! If you weren't in the formation, you might still be able to fight. As for now, you have only one way to break through and become a god. Otherwise, you will definitely die."

A sea of ​​empty flowers appeared under Bai Qing'er's feet. His tone sounded like he was sure of victory, but also seemed to be deliberately trying to undermine Xing Luo's confidence.

Xing Luo's state of mind was not affected, and he swung an extremely vicious blade and attacked.

Break through the realm and become a god?

This is Bai Qing'er's psychological tactic!

To break through and become a god, you must have a quiet, stable environment without any interruption. Even under such circumstances, the probability of Xingluo successfully breaking through and becoming a god is not more than 50%.

In this environment, if you choose to break through, you will definitely fail and die.

It's better to fight to the death, maybe there is still a chance.

A bronze chime flew out of the formation and collided with the extremely vicious blade.

"Dang!"

Powerful sound waves echoed in the formation.

The ten supreme sages were so shocked that their internal organs were shattered and they vomited blood in their mouths.

Falling into the great formation of Ten Thousand Sounds of Heavenly Vortex, the Supreme Sage turned into a mortal and had no power to fight back. At this moment, they all regretted it. If they had known, when Emperor Yue Ming stopped Ji Fanxin, they should have used

Escape as quickly as possible.

The only strange thing is that they have never seen a supreme Yuanhui-level genius and do not understand the strength of their enemy.

It's too late to regret.


To be continued...
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