Zi Chen's words echoed in the Wuji Sect, and after hearing these words, the expressions of the formation masters who worked together to control the formation were startled.
They did not obey Zi Chen's order and hesitated for a moment. Because once the formation was cancelled, the entire Wuji Sect would be exposed to these foreign races.
At this moment, there are many injured people in the entire Wuji Sect, but there are very few who can guarantee full combat strength.
They believe in Zi Chen and have unreserved admiration and trust in Zi Chen, but when faced with the life and death of many monks and the future of the Wuji Sect, they must think twice.
"Close the sect-protecting formation!"
Zi Chen spoke again, his words full of determination and irresistibility.
Saying this again, it is not that Holy King Zichen has returned and needs to show off in front of the disciples of the Wuji Sect who believe in him, but that he wants to do something real.
When he came, the first thing he saw was the formation that enveloped Wuji Sect, and the second thing he noticed was the formation masters who controlled the formation.
Today's Wuji Sect is no longer the small sect it was back then. After repeated expansions, the Wuji Sect's area has reached an incredible level. So over the years, the formation has been expanded again and again, and its quality has been improved again and again.
To maintain such a huge formation, in addition to huge energy consumption, this formation also requires many formation masters to maintain it.
There is no shortage of formation masters in the Wuji Sect, because when the Wuji Sect was founded, Zi Chen arranged for Lu Peng to personally lead a group of formation masters. Those formation masters had already grown up at that time, and after many years of development, the scale of the Wuji Sect's formation masters has grown.
It has reached an unprecedented level, and is even bigger than those established aristocratic families such as the Five Elements Family.
This is the difference between a sect and a family. Among sects, geniuses are recruited first, and they can come from anywhere, and resources will be provided to them without reservation. On the other hand, families are different, they give priority to family disciples.
Having said that, with such a large team of formation masters, there is no problem at all in maintaining a sect-protecting formation, and it is even possible to use the sect-protecting formation to initiate attacks.
But Zi Chen did not see this scene. Each of the formation masters he saw filled several positions. They were dedicated to multiple tasks. They were sitting cross-legged and controlling the formation. Each one of them looked so tired and energetic.
The loss is huge.
Zi Chen came back and saw them tired. He wanted everyone to withdraw from the formation, take a good rest and replenish their energy.
He believed that with his strength, it wouldn't be difficult to temporarily block these people's attacks.
He didn't want to prove anything to these disciples who had great trust in him, he just wanted to share some of their burdens with them and help them.
As it was repeated again, the irresistible flavor emerged, and Zi Chen's personal charm was fully revealed.
These formation masters no longer hesitated, formed seals one after another, and stopped the transmission of energy.
At this moment, they have the same idea in their minds, just die. Of course, they also know that Zi Chen cannot harm everyone.
The energy transmission has stopped, the formation is slowly stopping, and the light of energy above may dissipate at any time.
"All formation masters, go to the Castle of Time and adjust your energy!" Zi Chen's voice came up again.
When all the formation masters heard this, their noses felt sore and they felt inexplicably moved in their hearts.
It turned out that this was Zi Chenrang's real purpose in removing the formation, which was to see his fatigue and let them rest.
"Why did the formation stop?"
"Who turned off the formation?"
"Is there a traitor invasion?"
As the formation closed, those who were staying in the room to heal their wounds sensed something unusual and walked out one after another.
At the same time, the saints who had recovered in the Castle of Time also appeared one after another. Their expressions were frightened and uncertain. When they came out, they all held weapons in their hands and were full of vigilance.
When they came out, they saw that the formation had stopped functioning and was being attacked by aliens. After several flashes of light, the formation completely disappeared.
"Damn it, the formation has been broken, everyone be on guard!" the injured saints shouted in a low voice.
However, the imaginary scene of a swarm of alien races did not appear. On the side of the Wuji Sect, there was a man rising into the air, wearing hunting robes.
"That is……"
After these saints saw the back figure, their expressions were stunned, as if they were a little unbelievable.
"It's him! He's back!" Someone blinked, then confirmed their suspicion and exclaimed.
"My lord is finally back!" Among those saints, there are some unique beings. They come from the Star Road and are all foreign races. After seeing Zi Chen at this moment, their expressions became extremely excited.
At this moment, everyone's eyes in the entire Wuji Sect fell on Zi Chen.
He has attracted much attention.
"I thought so many people came that they didn't even want the formation. I didn't expect that only one person came out. Why, your people finally couldn't hold on any longer and gave up on the formation?"
As Zi Chen soared into the air, the sarcastic voice sounded again, and a man was seen standing in the sky above his head.
His expression was arrogant and his words were cold. He looked down at Zi Chen from a high place.
Heaven-defying holy power surged around him, and this aura was indeed much stronger than that of saints of the same level.
In addition to the other party, in Zi Chen's sight, there were more than a dozen alien saints and over a thousand alien heavenly realms. As for the existence of other realms, they did not appear.
This is the Wuji Sect, the place with the strongest defense in the entire Tianwu Continent. Even if the Heaven Realm reaches here, it cannot break through the defense, and the arrival of other realms is completely useless.
Heavenly realm is the lowest level that can come here.
Zi Chen's eyes swept over these people, and then he looked up at the heaven-defying saint above, and said lightly: "There should be more than just these people. Let those who are hiding come out."
"Your Wuji Sect now only has the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. Aren't these enough people to fight in?" The heaven-defying saint sneered.
At this moment, those who were recovering from injuries in the Wuji Sect, those who could walk but could not, all came out, looking up at the confrontation between the two sides.
They did not speak, and the entire Wuji Sect was silent. Although they were silent, their eyes were filled with excitement because they were about to see the sect master take action again.
Zi Chen stood there with an indifferent expression. The scabbard appeared in his hand and he said in a deep voice: "If you don't come out now, you won't have a chance later."
"If there is no chance, is it up to you? Or is it up to the old, young, sick and disabled here?" The heaven-defying saint laughed sarcastically again, and the saints and heavenly beings behind him were also laughing loudly.
You can't blame them for being so presumptuous, it's because they don't know Zi Chen.
The heaven-defying people who knew Zi Chen back then had already run away to death. This time when the aliens invaded again, those people did not dare to come to Zi Chen's territory.
The same was true for the Heaven Realm back then. Having seen the power of Zi Chen and the Wuji Sect, they did not dare to take the initiative to come here. Even those who dared to come all died because of the battles a few years ago.
Therefore, these people don't know Zi Chen, so they can be so relaxed.
"I Zhuwen would like to see how strong you are, how dare you appear alone." This heaven-defying saint began to have energy all over his body, and it seemed that he was very confident in his own fighting power.
The other party's self-confidence seemed to be too much, so Zi Chen was embarrassed to draw the sword in front of the other party. He put the scabbard back, looked at Zhu Wen and said: "I heard that you injured a woman some time ago.
child?"
"I have injured too many people. There is one stinky woman. She said she was the most powerful in the Wuji Sect, but she was so incompetent. Why, are you here to avenge that stinky woman? You
Is he her little lover?" Zhu Wen stared at Zi Chen with disdain.
Zi Chen shook his head and said seriously: "She is not a bastard, and I am not her little lover, I am her master!"
"That bastard is so weak, I believe your master is no good either." Zhu Wen looked at Zi Chen and smiled disdainfully.
But this time, Zi Chen did not respond.
"Why, did you get what I said? If you don't take action, I will take action!" Zhu Wen said again.
"Okay!" Zi Chen's voice sounded behind him.
Zhuwen's expression changed drastically, and when he looked ahead, Zi Chen's figure was slowly dissipating.
"When did he leave?" Zhu Wen was filled with panic. He immediately turned around and punched behind him.
With this punch, the heaven-defying energy was greatly mobilized by him and headed towards Zi Chen's head behind him.
"Go to hell!"
The punch passed by, accompanied by Zhuwen's loud shout, and a surge of energy.
Facing this punch, Zi Chen did not dodge or dodge, but just stretched out his left hand to block the punch when it was about to reach in front of him.
"Snapped!"
There was a soft sound, and Zi Chen's palm caught Zhu Wen's powerful punch. During this period, the energy in the fist was allowed to rage, but it could not penetrate Zi Chen's palm even half an inch.
Zi Chen stood there, motionless, with the energy raging, his robes dancing, his black hair flying, and his expression indifferent.
This punch was like a mud cow entering the sea, making Zhu Wen feel unfathomable. He secretly shouted that something was wrong and wanted to retreat to the rear.
But he found that his fist was being tightly grasped by the other party, and he couldn't break free no matter what.
"Open it for me!"
Zhuwen shouted loudly, and injected heaven-defying energy into his fist, forming a series of shocks. However, such a terrifying energy shock could not make any waves in front of the opponent's palm.
At this moment, Zhuwen finally felt the opponent's difficulty. This was when he met a truly strong person.
"Is this your attack?" Zi Chen grabbed the opponent's wrist and looked at him indifferently.
"Go to hell!" Since he couldn't break away, Zhu Wen luckily felt fierce in his heart. He made a fist with his other hand and came towards Zi Chen's side.
"How can I kill you so easily if you hurt my apprentice?"
Zi Chen said indifferently, and also punched.
Zhuwen's fist carried powerful energy fluctuations that defied the heavens. Zi Chen's punch was just a punch, not even a ray of energy.
Can such a punch be better than Zhuwen's fist?
Under everyone's nervous attention, two fists met in mid-air.
"Crack!"
The moment they met, there was the sound of bones breaking.
I saw the heaven-defying holy power on Zhuwen's fist dissipating in an instant as if he had met his nemesis. At the same time, all of his arms were shattered and knocked down.
The severe pain made Zhuwen look up to the sky and scream.