Several of the divine sons behind the Duanmu family came as soon as they arrived. It was not difficult to form such a formation.
Feng Hao had already noticed it, but couldn't say it out loud.
"Why didn't I notice it?" Huo Qilin also looked confused.
Xiao Qiuqiu's eyes looked at Huo Qilin and immediately softened a lot, as if he had met a confidant who had been with him for many years and regretted meeting him so late.
At least, it wasn't just that it didn't notice it, there was also the sacred beast Fire Kirin.
However, the fire Qilin's words made it want to bite to death the animal that only spoke half of the words.
"I only know that this formation is for you two..."
Huo Qilin looked as if the matter had nothing to do with him and looked at the frustrated little ball with interest.
If it weren't for Little Ball's identity as the beast god, he would probably have to say a few more humiliating words to increase his prestige.
Snap!
Feng Hao slapped Huo Qilindu on the head and said in a deep voice: "Is your skin itchy?"
Huo Qilin trembled, snorted, lowered his head, and greeted him unconvinced in his heart.
As for who it is greeting, only it knows.
"Isn't it just a formation? Now that I know it, there is no big formation that I can't break!"
The little ball was aroused with ferocity, and immediately understood the fluctuations and directions of the spiritual energy of the world. Whether there were any human traces, every trace of the spiritual energy fluctuations was under control.
Feng Hao did not intervene and paid attention to the movements of the ball as a bystander.
The Holy Son of God behind the Duanmu family does have two brushes, otherwise the Holy Son who descended into Duanmu Yang's body would not have escaped easily from Feng Hao's hands.
But as long as it is a formation, there must be a way to break it. There is no impregnable formation. Whether it can break the formation depends on the strength of the person who breaks it.
…
At the same time, on the top of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, the Holy Land of Cultivation, six strong young men from the Duanmu family were sitting in the ice and snow, their expressions full of mischief, and in front of them were golden threads visible to the naked eye, intertwined to form a
Net-shaped, like a dragnet.
"Just ordinary people are not worth our troubles." A young strong man said.
"Don't underestimate this person. Even Holy Son of Purple Flame was almost beaten to death by him. If we are careless, maybe we will be the next Holy Son of Purple Flame."
"Zi Yan is very unjust. He is only three or four points strong in the next term, but we are eight points taller. The entire earth is strong enough to walk sideways."
"Haha, all living things on earth are ants. In their view, we are high-dimensional creatures who can control their life and death at will..."
The great saints were chatting and laughing, the temperature on the top of the snow-capped mountains was extremely low, and the sky was full of wind and snow, but they seemed to be in the Sanya Bay where the sun was warm and the sea breeze was sinister.
As the powerful sons of the God Realm, when they come to a low plane and low-latitude world like the Earth, they are omnipotent gods.
Although they were in the holy land of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, what they saw was the roaring waves of Sanya Harbor.
This is the power of the Son of God. In their eyes, the entire earth is like a piece of paper. Jade Dragon Snow Mountain and Sanya are just dots on this paper. They only need to fold the paper and the two
When these two points meet, there will be a scene of two heavens of ice and fire.
Of course, the abilities of the saints of the gods who have descended so far are not enough to be able to fold the earth's space plane at will. At most, they will only have a slight influence.
If they can do it, Sanya Harbor will appear above the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, which will be more real than a mirage.
In fact, they only managed to bring the sea breeze from Sanya.
But this... is enough to make the monks on Earth look up to him.
No monk can transfer the sea breeze and temperature of Sanya directly to the top of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain by virtue of his cultivation.
This is an outrageous move.
At this moment, there was a net intertwined with golden threads in front of them, and there were three light spots spinning in circles in the net. The light spots were naturally Feng Hao, Xiao Qiuqiu and Fire Qilin who had stepped into the formation.
"It's really strange. This formation is something I have never seen before. It's not like changing the aura of the world or laying down the foundation of the formation. It's like...the world is originally like this..."
Little Qiuqiu frowned deeply. He was surprised to find that despite all his abilities and methods in the world, he couldn't deal with this weird formation.
To be precise, it doesn't seem to be a formation. It's as if the world is really infinite and has no boundaries like the universe.
Feng Hao's mouth curled up and he said, "Since you know it's not a formation, why don't you look at the world from the perspective of your beast god?"
"See the world from a different angle?"
Xiao Qiuqiu's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had an epiphany, and his eyes shone brightly and said: "I see, I understand. I never thought that this holy son of the God Realm really has two brushes..."
Huo Qilin hummed and said, "Master, don't you want to interrupt?"
"I interrupted? Did you see me interrupt?"
"..."
Fire Qilin's hair stood on end as he looked at his master Feng Hao in horror. His eyes involuntarily glanced at Feng Hao's crotch...
Feng Hao seemed to feel that there was something wrong with what he said, and his face suddenly turned black. With a 'pop' sound, he slapped Huo Qilin again.
Huo Qilin was about to burst into tears. Such a master who slapped him in the face at every turn must be retribution for digging up graves.
At this moment, the little ball with closed eyes suddenly opened, and a wise light flashed deep in the eyes. It raised its head slightly, passed through the clouds, and seemed to see the six young saints on the top of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
The corners of Xiao Qiuqiu's mouth suddenly raised an arc.
It raised its front paw, which was only as thick as a baby, and made a stroke in the air.
Bang!
In an instant, the six saints on the top of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain stared with astonished eyes as the golden thread in front of them was cut directly by a mysterious force.
Their bodies were also blown away by a force, and ice and snow instantly covered the place where they were sitting.
"Not an Earthling? This little beast actually jumped out of the Earth's dimension and directly came into contact with us at high latitudes..."
"How could this happen? It was impossible for an ant to touch the eagle, but it happened. The ant actually grabbed the eagle's talon.
"This guy is definitely not an earthling. He may be a creature from the high-latitude demon and god realm. Otherwise, how could he jump out of their dimension?"
The six young masters couldn't calm down. It was shocking enough to break the formation, but what was even more shocking was that it was just a cat or dog next to Feng Hao.
The Holy Son of Purple Flame seemed to have been defeated unjustly.
But... their methods don't stop there?
The six saints looked at each other, and a gleam of cold light appeared in their eyes... In an instant, the sound of swords sounded in the sky and the earth, and a ray of sword light fell from the sky...