Almost as soon as this cold and domineering voice sounded, the figure of the nameless deputy palace master disappeared from the pavilion.
When he reappeared, he was already above the void, almost reaching the extreme.
Buzz!
The dozens of figures flying out from the ground dispersed, and the three pairs of divine wings on their backs had all been spread out, proving their identities...
Six-Winged Feather God!
If any one of them is taken out and placed in the Great Realm of Kongyuan, they will be respected enough to call the shots, and they will be more powerful than the Lord of Tianming Hall.
As a result, the people gathered here at this time seemed to be just vanguards.
The wave explosion that shattered the Great Void!
The fluctuations of the ancient formations reflected each other, and instantly turned into an ancient formation light curtain that enveloped the pavilion!
This is obviously an ancient sealing formation, which is enough to isolate the opponent's movement space and completely trap it.
The pavilion where Ye Wuque was located was the formation eye that had been set up a long time ago. Once it was activated, the ancient formation took shape in an instant, and there was no time to dodge.
As Jia San said before, this life star is the dragnet set by the other party!
Just to wait for Ye Wuque to enter the urn.
Inside the pavilion.
Ye Wuque was still sitting upright, seeming to be just looking at all the changes around him indifferently.
A total of eighteen six-winged feather gods were scattered in the void at this time. Each figure's position was different and had a special pattern. It was obviously an ancient enemy formation that matched the ancient seal formation.
Gather their strength to form a huge explosion!
"A friendly reminder..."
In the distant void, the helpless and joking voice of the nameless deputy palace master came.
"Once infected with the Ancient Moon Curse, the stronger the creature, the longer it can resist. However, if you take action, the more power you consume in a short period of time, the faster the outbreak of the Ancient Moon Curse will occur!"
"Sir, do you really want to choose to be stubborn?"
"If you are willing to cooperate now, we can still be friends. This is the last chance I give you..."
This is obviously the ultimatum given to Ye Wuque by the nameless deputy palace master.
As a result, Ye Wuque didn't even look at Wuming Deputy Palace Master, but picked up the teapot again.
"kill!"
That domineering cold shout exploded again!
The eighteen six-winged feather gods immediately activated the terrifying killing array, and a bright silver killing light immediately converged and struck towards the thunder like lightning and thunder.
The ancient sealing formation can block the creatures inside from coming out, but attacks from the outside can penetrate it, which is completely unreasonable.
The entire pavilion was suddenly flooded by endless silver light. The silver light group condensed the power of the eighteen six-winged feather gods, and then released it with the help of the killing array. The power was unparalleled!
boom!!
A deafening roar followed, followed by an explosion, the earth was cracked, and everything was collapsing, a scene of doomsday.
The nameless deputy palace master stood in the void, looking down at everything below, his face expressionless, neither happy nor sad.
But the next moment, when the smoke and dust dissipated and the silver light dissipated, the nameless deputy palace master's eyes shrank slightly!!
below.
The pavilion in the ancient seal formation is intact.
Not only is the gazebo intact.
Ye Wuque, who was sitting upright, was still sitting where he was, looking unchanged at all.
He even held a small teapot in his hand, poured himself another cup, and spoke calmly.
"What a pity it is that such good tea should be wasted?"
Have another drink.
The steam was rolling, and Ye Wuque picked it up again and took a sip.
Above the void, the expressions of the eighteen six-winged feather gods became ugly at this time, as if they had realized something, and they stared at Ye Wuque!
Buzz!
In the next moment, the eighteen six-winged feather gods once again gathered all their strength and injected it into the ancient formation, once again releasing their killing power.
Inside the pavilion.
Ye Wuque shook his head gently.
"A waste of time."
After dyeing, he put down the tea cup.
And then...
Boom...Crack!!
The brilliance of the ancient formation that had just lit up instantly shattered, dimmed, and exploded!
Also exploded were eighteen masses of blood mist!
The eighteen six-winged feather gods were as if they were made of paper. They didn't even have time to let out a wailing scream. All their bones were gone, and they died without a burial place.
Ye Wuque's figure slowly walked out of the pavilion and came outside.
It was as if what he had just done was not what he had done.
In the distance in the void, the nameless deputy palace master was standing motionless, his eyes tightly focused on Ye Wuque, unable to take his eyes away!!
But here, Ye Wuque only glanced at Wuming Deputy Palace Master, and then looked to a higher place.
There, at some point, a tall figure appeared, standing there, high up, as if it could block even the sun!
A pair of cold and arrogant eyes dropped down and fell on Ye Wuque, showing a hint of interest.
"interesting……"
A cold and domineering voice sounded.
"It seems I'm looking down on you!"
"I didn't expect you to be an...eight-winged feathered god!"
Wow!
As this cold and domineering voice fell, four pairs of divine wings spread out on the opponent's back, proving his identity...the Eight-Winged Feather God!!
"It's just that I will let you know that even if we are both eight-winged feather gods, there will be differences between us!"
The tall figure spoke slowly, and the interest in front of him turned into a hint of hunting joy.
It was as if he regarded Ye Wuque as his prey!
Let's do something big.
However, when Ye Wuque's eyes saw the four pairs of divine wings on his back, he showed a hint of disappointment and shook his head slightly again.
"I thought it was more powerful, but it turned out..."
After hearing Ye Wuque's disappointed words, the figure above the Nine Heavens was not angry but happy. He even laughed evilly and was about to start...
"That's it?"
Two indifferent and disappointed words came from behind the figure in a terrifying voice, so close!
The figure's pupils suddenly shrank violently, and his complexion changed drastically!
"How could..."
He turned back suddenly!
But I only had time to see a rapidly enlarging palm!
Ye Wuque pressed his right hand on this creature's face!
Suddenly the air flow exploded!
The terrifying air flow traveled across the ground, and a huge crater was immediately exploded!
In the land of the huge pit, the figure that was still standing high a moment ago was already lying there, and passed out cleanly.
Ye Wuque naturally did not kill him.
After all, there must be a lot of things that Ye Wuque is interested in in this eight-winged feather god.
An eight-winged feather god, plus an unknown deputy palace...
"kindness?"
Immediately, Ye Wuque discovered that the nameless deputy palace master who was originally above the void had disappeared without knowing when!
The opponent ran so decisively and promptly!
But Ye Wuque immediately looked in a certain direction, then shook his head again and muttered to himself.