Fantasy: Me! Start To Create a Secret Building! Chapter 29: : Elder Styx! The power of the holy formation!

　　The Desolate Ancient Chen Family, one of the most profound families in the Wilderness Territory, is not weaker than the Ice Xuanzong.

　　 If Su Yu builds a list of reckless powers, he will definitely be able to rank in the top ten.

　　Chen Beixuan still left, he didn't hesitate to hesitate.

　　 This is the only way he can get rid of the demons, and he cannot avoid it.

　　 Looking at Chen Beixuan's back, Su Yu turned to look in the direction of Bing Xuanzong.

　　 "With Beixuan's foot power, it will take about four days to reach Chen's house, Bing Yuanzi should be over."

　　 Although he is in the Tianji Pavilion, he can't get out of the range of two hundred miles.

　　 But he who holds the secret of heaven in his hand, it is not a problem to deal with an ancient Chen family.

　　……

　　 Time flickered, and three days passed.

　　 Outside the Ice Xuanzong, a long, dark river broke through the air. Wherever it passed, the void was distorted, and even the sun was swallowed up.

　　Above the long river, an old man in a black robe came by boat with his hands behind him, overlooking the ice and snow world below.

　　 This old man is the old man of Styx in the mouth of the ancestor of the sword god, a strong man in the gods.

　　 "Hmph, the sacred place, I can't even protect my own spiritual treasure, it's really shameful!"

　　The old man of Styx snorted coldly, his eyes full of contempt.

　　 He naturally knows that the Heavenly Sword Holy Land is using him as a spearman, but since he can obtain the Nether Profound Ice Marrow, he can bear it.

　　 "A sect that doesn't even have a god-hidden realm, can pull a tooth from a tiger's mouth, it's interesting!"

　　 "The old man wants to see, what is this Ice Xuanzong relying on!"

　　 After that, the old man of Styhe moved his mind, and the long river rushed out at his feet, rushing directly towards the Bing Xuanzong.

　　 high spirits!

　　……

　　 rumbling!

　　 However, just as the long river below my feet rushed into the Ice Profound Sect, a deafening dragon roar suddenly exploded.

　　In an instant, countless dragon souls rose into the sky from all directions, flooding the whole world.

　　 A line of formation patterns suddenly lit up, flowing in the void, exuding a terrifying air of killing.

　　Roar!

　　 Ten thousand souls of dragons, roaring and roaring, staggered and intertwined, crowded with the sky.

　　 The endless dragon power carried on his body flooded the whole world.

　　In these scenes, anyone who sees them will have their legs weakened and can't help turning around and fleeing.

　　The dragon is as powerful as the ocean, rushing endlessly.

　　 just exhaled the overflowing breath, and directly tore the long dark river under the feet of the old man of Styga to evaporate.

　　 "Damn it!"

　　The dark river exploded under his feet, and the old man Styx's complexion changed drastically, and he said in amazement:

　　"Formation? When did Ice Xuanzong have such a terrifying formation?"

　　 This breath, the rank of the formation, the weakest is also the Saint rank!

　　 How can a sect that doesn't even have the Divine Hidden Realm possess a Saint Grade formation?

　　"Is it the conspiracy of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land? Through the hands of the Ice Xuanzong, you want to kill me?"

　　The old man of Styx turned his mind sharply, his figure burst back, and he wanted to escape from this formation first.

　　 But, this is a holy formation, how can he come and leave if he wants?

　　 "It's careless!"

　　The ancestor of Styx has an extremely ugly face.

　　The formation method is different from that of human beings. As long as it is full of aura, it can keep running, and it will kill you infinitely.

　　 But if a person falls into the formation and cannot break before the aura is exhausted, they can only be reduced to fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered!

　　Roar!

　　Because of the intrusion of the old man of Styx, the overwhelming dragon soul seemed to have found the target of venting, and came roaring and killing.

Wherever 　　 passes, dragon souls continue to join in, eventually converging into a pitch-black dragon, as if it had joined the nether world and the human world.

　　 The overflowing power is extremely terrifying, it has surpassed the realm of the gods, enough to kill the saint!

　　 Ten thousand dragons galloping, coming from the soul.

　　 "Am... Am I going to die here?"

　　The old man of Styx swallowed, his face pale, and a sense of powerlessness surged into his heart.

　　 Facing the killing of the Saint-level formation, the strength of the Divine Hidden Realm is like a stone falling into the sea, not even a single ripple can be stirred up.

　　Who would have thought, why a sect that doesn't even have a god-hidden realm would have such a terrifying formation?

　　 And since there is such a powerful formation, why doesn't the Ice Profound Sect show up in the wild land?

　　 Boom!

　　 In an instant, the huge dragon soul slayed in front of the old man of Styx, like a sickle of the **** of death, already placed on his neck.

　　 Just when the old man of Styx thought he was going to die, a joking voice sounded from his ears:

　　"The Styx Dao is friendly and elegant, come to my Bing Xuanzong to stop by, why not say it in advance?"

　　 After the sound fell, the terrifying dragon soul suddenly disappeared, turned into a breeze, and brushed across the face of the old man in Styx.

　　 Bing Yuanzi stepped into the air, with his hands behind him, his heart surging.

　　 Three days ago, he returned to the Ice Profound Sect, while waiting for the arrival of the people in the senior’s mouth, while refining the Nether Profound Ice Marrow.

　　Sure enough, three days later, someone did find the door.

　　 and the Saint-level formation presented by the predecessors is really terrifying. The strong in the Divine Hidden Realm has no power to fight back. I am afraid that the Saint is coming, and if you are not careful, you will have to hate it.

　　 Bing Yuanzi stood in the void, overlooking the old man of Styx, majestic.

　　 It's just that he didn't expect that the person in the senior's mouth turned out to be the old man of Styx?

　　 The murderous intent disappeared, and the old man from Styx let out a long sigh of relief, and a feeling of resurrection emerged in his heart.

　　 Turning his head hard, the old man Styx met Bing Yuanzi's gaze with a gloomy expression.

　　 But when he felt the breath of Bing Yuanzi's body, his pupils shrank.

　　 "You...have opened up the gods?"

　　 Bing Yuanzi waved his big sleeves and smiled faintly: "Thanks to a certain senior, I just opened up the gods yesterday!"

　　How is this possible?

　　Bing Yuanzi has only stepped into the peak of the Tribulation for less than five years, how can he open up the gods so quickly?

　　 Back then, I spent five thousand years~ IndoMTL.com~ After nine deaths, he opened up the **** store!

　　 "The Stygian Taoists came here without announcing, what's the matter?"

　　 Bing Yuanzi saw the horror on the old man's face, and was greatly satisfied, so he asked loudly.

　　 "Old man..."

　　 The old man Styx gave a tone of voice.

　　 He was originally here for the Nether Profound Ice Marrow, and he is even more ready to make a fuss about the Ice Profound Sect.

　　 But after personally experiencing the Saint Level formation of the Ice Profound Sect, this thought was completely extinguished.

　　 Right now, the old man of Styx immediately changed his mouth, smiling and tentatively asking: "I haven't seen Daoist Bing for a long time, but I didn't want to get into the killing formation by mistake."

　　 "I remember before, the Ice Xuanzong did not have such a terrifying killing array, right?"

　　 Bing Motoko can naturally hear the meaning behind this sentence, but he has never concealed the meaning. He made a series towards Tianji Pavilion, and said lightly:

　　"Thanks to the gift from the senior, I just barely protected the sect!"

　　Men...reluctantly?

　　 The corners of the old man's mouth twitched fiercely.

　　A Saint-level formation is called Mian Qiang when the guardian is a big formation?

　　 In the entire wild land, only the two transcendent sacred places have such a handwriting.

　　 However, the old man Styx's complexion remained unchanged, posing a puzzled look, and asked:

　　"The senior? What does Bing Daoyou mean?"

　　"This..."

　　 Bing Motoko's complexion was stagnant, and his face looked difficult.

　　 Seeing Bing Yuanzi's face, the old man Styx was itching in his heart, but he couldn't show it.

　　 "Friends of Styx, this is the relationship between you and me, I just told you, you must not talk to others."

　　 Bing Yuanzi whispered.

　　 "That senior is... the master of the Tianji Pavilion!"

　　 "Su Yu!"