But now, the Twelve Governors' Heavenly God Evil Formation, which has never been activated, is not only activated, but also because of a genius from a small clan. This contrast makes many powerful foreigners feel strange.
But at the same time, Wushen City was also full of deep fear and awe of Zhuo Wen.
It's really terrifying that this guy can force Wu Shen Ya to fall into this state.
"If any of you dare not provoke this Long Wen from now on, I will kill him myself without him taking action!"
E Taihe, the leader of the Moon Wolf Clan, changed his expression greatly and carefully warned the other junior members of the Moon Wolf Clan again, especially Tu Qian and Qian Ping.
Long Wen's power was beyond his expectation. When he saw the scene just now, his feet were shaking a little. It was so terrifying. This guy was still a human being.
The chiefs of many ethnic groups such as the Space-time Beast Clan and the Giant Turtle Clan have also sternly warned you not to provoke this dragon text. If you do, they will kill your relatives and destroy you with their own hands.
"Haha, that's interesting!" The cuckold, covered in black robes, looked very leisurely, leaning against the wall of the inner city, watching the battle in front of him, and smiled arrogantly.
"It turns out that this is the real formation of the twelve governors of the gods!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the twelve ancestral witch statues in front of him in surprise, especially the terrifying aura that exuded, which moved Zhuo Wen very much.
Zhuo Wen had arranged the formation of the Twelve Governors of Heavenly Gods and Evil. He didn't know it at the time but the twelve ancestral shaman phantoms that appeared in the formation of Twelve Governors of Heavenly Gods and Evil were not real, but just phantoms manifested by the energy of the formation.
Zhuo Wen was very surprised at that time. The Twelve Governors' Divine Evil Formation was a very famous Heaven-level Killing Formation, and it must be very powerful.
However, the power of the Twelve Governors' Heavenly God Evil Formation that he originally deployed could only be regarded as an ordinary Heaven-reaching Killing Formation. At that time, he was puzzled.
However, now he finally knew the reason.
Moreover, Wu Shenya used the Twelve Governors' Formation to deal with him, and Zhuo Wen also laughed.
He possesses the bloodline of Pangu Holy Body, and his bloodline is higher than that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
These twelve ancestral witch statues all contain a small part of the ancestral witch essence and blood, which are transformed into life with the ancestral witch essence and blood as the source of energy.
If these twelve ancestral witch statues were used to deal with other peak Tongtian Lord masters, they might be really difficult to deal with, or even suppress the peak Tongtian Lord masters.
But it would be really ridiculous if they came to deal with Zhuo Wen who has the bloodline of Pangu Holy Body.
"Long Wen, die!"
Wu Shenya sat cross-legged on the ground, took the healing pill, and began to continuously heal his injuries. He stared at Long Wen in the distance with gloomy eyes, and showed a proud smile.
He knew very well how powerful the statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was. Even if he faced the statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he would probably be seriously injured, and the dragon would definitely be miserable.
Moreover, Wu Shenya was really unwilling to give up. He underestimated the enemy too much at the beginning, allowing Zhuo Wen to severely damage him with Houyi's divine arrows, and he was severely suppressed by Zhuo Wen in the subsequent battle.
If he had fought against him during his prime, Wu Shenya believed that he would definitely be able to defeat Long Wen.
"Hmph! Wait until I have recovered more than half, Long Wen, just wait to die! Oh no, you have no chance. The twelve ancestral witch statues can completely destroy you and leave you without a place to die.
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Wu Shenya sneered again and again. While healing his wounds, he looked at how the twelve ancestral witch statues killed Long Wen.
However, when he looked towards Long Wen, he was stunned.
The scene in his mind where the twelve ancestral witch statues jointly attacked Long Wen, making Long Wen exhausted, did not appear.
Instead, the scene he saw was that the statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches were surrounding Long Wen and kneeling on the ground, actually expressing their submission.
"What the hell, what's going on?"
Wu Shenya almost jumped, looking at this scene in disbelief.
How could the statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches express surrender to a foreigner, even if his spiritual thoughts had no effect?
Zhuo Wen stood in the center of the statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, looked directly at the shocked Wu Shenya, and said with a faint smile: "Wu Shenya, you are dead!"
As soon as Zhuo Wen finished speaking, the statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches suddenly stood up and strode towards the Witch God Ya.
Boom boom boom!
The statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches is so huge. Standing up, it looks like it is standing against the sky, as if it can hold up the entire sky. When it steps on the ground, it feels like the sky is shattering and the earth is shattering. It is very terrifying.
Wu Shenya saw that the statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches actually obeyed Zhuo Wen's order and started to attack him. His expression changed slightly and he quickly retreated.
Unfortunately, the moment Wu Shenya retreated, a strong formation ripple appeared behind him, forming a powerful thrust that hindered Wu Shenya's retreat.
"Trapped array? When was it placed behind me?"
Wu Shenya's pupils narrowed and he looked at Zhuo Wen in front of him. He saw a sly smile on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, and he knew that this trap should be arranged by Zhuo Wen in front of him.
This person can set up a trap without being noticed. It can be seen that the level of this person's formation is not weaker than that of the high priest Wu Wuxian, and is even stronger.
The combination of powerful strength and superb formation level makes even Wu Shenya feel numb.
He punched out fiercely, shattering the trap behind him.
The level of this trap formation is not high, it can only hinder him for one breath.
But one breath was enough. The statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches instantly surrounded Wushenya. Twelve fierce attacks also came at the same time, covering Wushenya from all directions.
Wu Shenya's expression changed slightly, he kicked off his right foot, and his whole body spun like a whirlwind, blocking all twelve fierce attacks.
The statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was knocked back several steps. On the other hand, Wu Shenya felt very uncomfortable. The blow just now made his injuries more serious.
Boom boom boom!
After the statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches stabilized its figure, it continued to launch an offensive.
They were like tireless machines, their attacks became fiercer and fiercer, without stopping at all, which made Wu Shenya's resistance very hasty and embarrassing.
I saw that Wu Shenya's injuries were getting more and more serious, blood spattered and formed small streams underground.
Poof!
Wu Shenya spat out a mouthful of blood and was knocked backwards by the statue of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.
But he had no time to rest. The moment he retreated, another attack from the ancestral witch statue came behind him, forcing Wu Shenya to turn around to resist the attack from behind.
"Ah! Long Wen, you and I are at odds with each other!"
Suddenly, Wu Shenya screamed and his right arm was torn off.
All the strong foreigners in Wushen City saw a figure standing on the shoulders of a statue of an ancestral witch, holding Wushenya's torn right arm in his hand, with cold eyes.
This figure was naturally Zhuo Wen. The moment he was repulsed by the statue of the ancestral witch in Wu Shen Ya, he struck fiercely and took the opportunity to tear off Wu Shen Ya's right arm...