Chapter 2564 The Great Array of Protecting the Temple
"It's all the fault of Long Wen. You should have listened to my advice earlier and sneaked into Lan Ran Palace secretly. It's better now. This guy will be killed by Lan Zun soon, and I'm afraid I won't be able to escape this disaster either.
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Lan Ji stood there in a daze, complaining in his heart that Zhuo Wen was stupid.
Zhuo Wen watched all this silently, and did not even stop Lan Zun from activating the ninth-level formation. Instead, he watched Lan Randian's ninth-level formation with great interest.
If he guessed correctly, this ninth-level formation should draw energy from the depths of the Aizen Palace, break out of the ground in an instant, and form an extremely complex formation prison like a meteor shower.
And Zhuo Wen could clearly feel an extremely deep pressure rising in this formation, as if there were countless mountains pressing on his shoulders at the moment the formation was activated.
And this pressure is not unchanged, but as time goes by, the pressure becomes more and more terrifying and heavier, just like the falling rain becomes heavier and heavier.
Zhuo Wen's physical body is extremely powerful, especially after being soaked in the blood of the true dragon. The strength of the physical body is not much weaker than that of the bite clan. Although the suppression of this formation is powerful, in Zhuo Wen's eyes, it is no different from scratching.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen is also a genuine ninth-level formation master. The mere ninth-level formation of Aizen Temple is nothing to him. If he wants to crack this formation, it will not take long.
"Is this all you can do?"
Zhuo Wen put his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards Lan Zun, but a trace of emotion rose in his heart.
Once upon a time, when facing a strong person in the Enlightenment Realm, he was so calm and calm, with such wisdom in hand, that he never even took the strong person in the Enlightenment Realm in his eyes.
This is not because Zhuo Wen is arrogant, but because he has reached another level. After all, it is not his first time to kill Wusheng Realm. He has even killed several Black Smoke Tribes in the two extreme realms of life and death.
At this moment, the only ones who can really threaten Zhuo Wen are the Half-step Heavenly Dao Master and the powerful Zhengdao masters.
Sure enough, as soon as Zhuo Wen said this, Lan Zun's face darkened, and he said coldly: "You are really arrogant, this method is enough to kill you!"
As he spoke, Lan Zun took a step forward, arched his waist, and then flicked out like a cannonball, and his right fist flew out along with his body.
The moment Lan Zun fired this punch, countless white rays of light flashed out from the surface of the palace guard formation, and with the power of Lan Zun's punch, they all flew towards Zhuo Wen.
Suddenly, Zhuo Wen's sky, ground, left, right, and back were all surrounded by white light, leaving him nowhere to hide.
Right in front of Zhuo Wen, Lan Zun's right fist was filled with blazing white light, and his momentum was like a dragon, hitting the vital part of Zhuo Wen's chest.
Zhuo Wen sneered, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed it suddenly. Suddenly, purple energy condensed in his palm. Then Zhuo Wen took a step forward and slashed out the purple sword at will.
Immediately, purple energy swept across and turned into a purple mist that covered the sky, and then a pattering of purple rain began to fall in the purple mist.
Every drop of purple water in the purple rain contains terrifying destructive power. That kind of destructive power is as terrifying as destroying the sky and destroying the earth.
Purple water droplets sprinkled in all directions, annihilating all the countless white lights in all directions.
Zhuo Wen tightened his right hand, and the sword force in his palm suddenly changed, slashing towards the Lan Zun.
Then countless purple rains gathered on the sword force, and then turned into purple sword energy that soared into the sky.
This purple sword energy is in the shape of a crescent, several thousand feet in size, and its surface is filled with purple energy, glowing with a mysterious brilliance.
The purple sword energy was extremely fast and hit Lan Zun in an instant.
At this moment, Lan Zun had just punched out and imagined that Zhuo Wen would be killed by his punch. The purple sword energy had already broken through the offensive of the formation and struck in front of him.
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Because the purple sword energy was too fast, Lan Zun's fist was extremely fast, and the two were attacking each other. Even Lan Zun could not change the direction temporarily, and could only punch directly on the purple sword energy.
Although Lan Zun was surprised that Zhuo Wen's offensive could be so terrifying, he was extremely confident in his punch and would definitely be able to break through the purple sword energy.
Boom!
The moment Lan Zun's fist hit the purple sword energy, his face changed, and there was fear in his eyes.
A sound like thunder resounded continuously, and then Lan Zun screamed and flew backwards again, actually knocking all the other auxiliary halls around Aizen Hall into ruins.
At this moment, all the Aizen Temple monks who were watching were stunned, looking at everything in disbelief.
Under their dull gazes, dense cracks appeared on the surface of the nine-level formation composed of countless rays of light. Then, with a click, it shattered into countless pieces of powder.
"How... could this be so strong? Is this person really in the realm of enlightenment?"
After the sluggishness passed, the monks in Aizen Hall showed fear. They defeated Lan Zun with one sword and broke the ninth-level formation. This person was too strong. It was impossible for him to be in the realm of enlightenment. He was probably in the realm of enlightenment of death or even life and death.
Bipolar realm.
When their eyes finally fell on Lan Zun, who was struggling to get up from the ruins, they all took a breath.
At this moment, Lan Zun's right fist to his right shoulder was completely shattered into a bloody mess, and he looked miserable.
After all, Lan Zun is also in the realm of enlightenment, and the Shengxuan divine power has extremely powerful healing power. However, although the Shengxuan divine power in Lan Zun's body is constantly covering his right arm, the wound on his right arm recovers at a turtle's speed, extremely
of slowness.
"Daoyi? Are you from the Hall of Morality? Who are you? Why have I never seen you?"
Lan Zun covered his bloody right arm, looked at the young man in white surrounded by countless purple rains and holding purple swords with fear, and said in a sharp voice.
"You're not qualified to know!"
Zhuo Wen sounded indifferently, holding a purple sword, and with an arrow step, he rushed towards Lan Zun as if he was teleporting.
Lan Zun screamed loudly and said quickly: "Wait a minute, isn't the purpose of your coming to Lan Ran Palace this time just to get clues about Taisu Shuanglong Ganoderma and Taixu Bone Refining Ginseng? I will give it to you, and you will let me live.
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Zhuo Wen completely ignored Lan Zun, who was shouting hoarsely, and said calmly: "I can still get it from you if I kill you. Since you forced me to take action, I must have a beginning and an end."
"No!"
Lan Zun shouted loudly, took out a blue halberd from the spiritual ring with his remaining left hand, swung the halberd violently, and blasted it towards Zhuo Wen.
As soon as the halberd came out, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a strong wind swept across.
It's a pity that even if Lan Zun tried his best in this move, in Zhuo Wen's eyes, there is no difference between him and a local chicken and a tile dog.
Zhuo Wen just waved his sword, and countless purple water droplets turned into spirals, covering Lan Zun's entire body from all directions, blasting him into powder, and he could no longer die.