Chapter 1309 The Great Formation of Protecting the Sect is Opened, and the Haotian Sect Comes
Wu Zhaodi's figure fell, and the Tianluan falling from the void suddenly emitted a vast fairy light.
As if reborn, a fish leaps over the dragon gate, and the Tianluan exudes endless fairy light, illuminating half of the void.
And above the void, Huang Xuequan's figure stood up instantly.
"Xian Luan, I knew that bitch didn't pass all the information to me," he said bitterly.
"I'm afraid no one knows this secret technique except her daughter."
He had worked diligently under the previous palace master for so many years just to learn the art of Xian Luan.
It's a pity that the other party never taught him. He waited for many years and finally lost his temper and overthrew the previous palace master.
He pursued Wu Zhaodi not only to eliminate the last chance of the previous palace master, but also to gain the training skills of Xian Luan.
However, in recent years, he also created his own Blood Tianluan.
Although there was no head-on collision, Huang Xuequan also wanted to know who was stronger and who was weaker between his Xue Tian Luan and Xian Luan.
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After the fairy light flashed, all the injuries on Wu Zhaodi's Xian Luan were wiped away.
It became as ethereal as a fairy, as if covered with a layer of holy wings.
Its soft chirping sound was sharp and boundless, resounding throughout the sky and filling the entire Tianluan Immortal Palace with mighty force.
"This Xianluan seems to be exactly the same as our founder of Tianluan Immortal Palace," some disciples whispered.
The founder of Tianluan Immortal Palace, his statue stands in the center of Tianluan Immortal Palace.
That immortal luan is like this, for everyone to look up to.
"Be careful what you say," a disciple nearby said quickly.
Now Wu Zhaodi is just a remnant, so what if she has Xian Luan.
Tianjiao is worthy of people's attention, but Tianjiao who has not grown up can be said to be nothing.
There was silence all around, except for Xian Luan and Xue Luan, who were facing each other from a distance. The two screamed loudly, like rough waves, getting stronger and stronger.
Xue Luan turned into a line of blood, swept through the endless void, and killed again.
But Xian Luan remained motionless, but the fairy mist around him became thicker and thicker. When Xue Luan came to kill, it flapped its broad wings hard.
He fluttered a few feathers and flew the Xue Luan away.
Xue Luan screamed and fell on the stage of Xianting.
There are a few cracks in the ground, but Xianting Terrace is extremely hard, so it is not afraid of being destroyed.
But Xue Luan struggled on the ground for a few times, but remained motionless.
Lu Zhi'an next to him was seriously injured and spit out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with the internal organs in his body.
The power of a palm is so terrifying.
"How could it be?" Lu Zhiyan fell to the ground unconscious, just muttering to himself.
The Xianluan in the sky was like a lonely immortal, with countless feathers turning into sharp swords and falling off from his wings.
The next moment, thousands of feathers flew together.
It turned into a rain of swords and drifted past in the void.
"Master, save me," Lu Zhijian shouted with his last strength.
In the sky, Huang Xuequan looked embarrassed, and his figure disappeared.
However, he did not go to save Lu Zhijian, but grabbed Wu Zhaodi with one palm, trying to imprison him.
"Not good," Grandpa Wang also noticed the abnormality and shouted quickly.
Xu Zimo stared slightly, waved his right hand, and thousands of miles of spiritual energy exploded, condensing into a huge palm.
Colliding with the yellow blood spring.
The sound of explosions was endless and resounded throughout the sky.
"Who is it?" Huang Xuequan's figure flew out and shouted with a stern look.
He lowered his head and looked at his right hand. The palm where he had just collided was burning and he felt pain.
Before Xu Zimo could answer, Lu Zhi'an's screams had already sounded.
The rain of swords fell, and Lu Zhiang was pierced by thousands of arrows and died. Before his death, he was still a little unwilling and stiff with his eyes closed.
Wu Zhaodi put away Xian Luan and retreated to Xu Zimo's side.
"Activate the sect-protecting formation," an elder nearby reacted and shouted quickly.
Huang Xuequan frowned slightly and took out a token from his pocket.
The token soared into the void, and colorful fireworks suddenly bloomed.
This is the token to activate the Sect-protecting Formation. Without this token, no one can easily activate the formation.
The whole Tianluan Immortal Palace sounded the soft chirping of Tianluan one after another, and looked up at the sky.
I saw more than a dozen celestial luans flying up and across the sky, transforming into the power of the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
"This is the Five Elements Tianluan Formation, please be careful," Grandpa Wang reminded Xu Zimo and said.
"This formation was set up by the founder of the sect, but after the founder left, the formation gradually declined.
It doesn’t have the same power as before, but it still can’t be underestimated.”
"Don't worry, I'm not the protagonist of this war," Xu Zimo asked.
The sect-protecting formation was activated, and everyone in Tianluan Immortal Palace felt a little more at ease.
"I wonder where you got the confidence to come back to Tianluan Immortal Palace," Huang Xuequan snorted coldly.
"It turns out that I have found a backer."
His eyes were fixed on Xu Zimo. The person who faced him before was Xu Zimo.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not his patron, I just came to see the fun," Xu Zimo said.
"His backer is someone else."
"Who?" asked an elder next to him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Five Elements Tianluan Formation suddenly fluctuated.
The screams of countless Tianluan sounded at the same time.
There was another "boom" explosion, as if the sky was shaken, and the entire formation was shattered.
"Tianluan Immortal Palace has a new palace owner, and the Haotian Sect came here to congratulate her," a burst of laughter came.
Xu Zimo could hear it, it was the voice of the ancestor of Wu Ling.
The next moment, countless spiritual ships were seen swarming in, surrounding the entire Xianting Terrace.
In an instant, countless disciples were shocked.
And the leader is naturally the ancestor of Wu Ling.
Qi Haoran did not show up, presumably he was too lazy to get involved in this situation.
"It's Haotian Sect," said an elder next to him.
"I can see it," Huang Xuequan said calmly.
"I wonder why the seniors of Haotian Sect are here?" Huang Xuequan stepped forward and asked loudly.
"I came to congratulate the new palace master on his succession, but as soon as I arrived, I was trapped by the formation. You are very unfriendly," said the ancestor of Wuling.
The holy power shrouded him, faintly exerting pressure on Huang Xuequan.
Huang Xuequan's expression changed drastically. Although he had the power of Tianzun, he was still one step away from the Great Sage.
"We were negligent," Huang Xuequan looked around and looked at the spirit ships.
Said: "Haotian Sect came to congratulate me, as for such a huge formation?"
"Doesn't this make your palace master important," Wu Ling Ancestor said.
"Thank you very much," Huang Xuequan said.
"But I have some personal matters now. Everyone from the Haotian Sect has come from afar. I will send someone to take you down to rest."
"There is no need to rest. I am here not only to congratulate the new palace master, but also to demand justice," the ancestor of Wuling continued.