In the gap, the formation eyes exploded continuously, and all the formation patterns disintegrated. The power of the shocking explosion was limited and did not hurt everyone present.
Despite this, these people were all scared into cold sweat, fearing that if they made a wrong step, they would be killed by the holy formation here.
Shichuan licked his tongue and said, "Broken... the formation?"
"It should be broken. The door to space seems to have opened, and we can break in." Red Devil said.
"Don't think it's over. What's more, if you break in now, you will die. You continue to follow my instructions." Yang Wu said seriously.
Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief and quickly picked it up again.
Yang Wu continuously pointed out the positions of different formations and asked others to coordinate their actions, while he took the overall situation into consideration to prevent any mistakes.
This is the Holy Formation. Once they make a wrong step and the power of the formation is activated, none of them can escape.
Yang Wu was lying when he said he wasn't nervous. His soul eyes were always focused and he didn't dare to be careless.
boom! boom!
With the combined efforts of everyone, the formation eyes in multiple directions were broken again and again, the space in front was finally completely revealed, and the formations on the left and right finally disappeared.
After Yang Wu confirmed it twice, he said to the people around him: "Who is willing to go in first to have a look?"
Shichuan took the lead and said, "I'll go in first."
After that, without waiting for Yang Wuyun's permission, he turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards the door of space.
call out!
Yanchuan disappeared into the gate of space without any accident.
The eyes of the other plunderers lit up, and they also wanted to rush over. Whoever went in first would have the chance to get Tianzang first.
Yang Wu said to the people next to him: "Who else among you wants to go in first?"
"Lord, I am willing to go." One of the plunderers stood up and clasped his fists.
"Lord, I am also willing to go." Then three more people stood up and said.
Yang Wu nodded lightly and said: "Go in, no matter what you get, it belongs to you."
The four people were overjoyed and quickly rushed in towards the door of space.
"Lord, aren't you going to go in?" Hongying asked.
"Haha, I worked so hard to break the formation, how could I not go in?" Yang Wu smiled lightly, then paused and asked: "Does anyone else want to go in?"
The people who stayed behind were extremely cautious. They guessed that it might be full of dangers, and entering rashly might not lead to any good results. No one rushed in anymore.
Seeing that no one answered, Yang Wu smiled lightly and said, "In that case, let's go in."
After saying that, he quickly put on his defensive armor before leading the way.
Everyone looked at each other and prepared for defense. There was absolutely no peace inside.
After Yang Wu led them through the gate of space, they soon appeared in a different place.
ah!
There were screams, and corpses fell towards their position.
Feihu stood up, swung a tiger fist, and blew up the corpse.
"It's the guys who came in first. They're dead." Red Devil exclaimed.
"Look, what is that thing? Shichuan has been forced into a state of embarrassment." Hongying lost her voice.
In front of Huochuan, they were fighting with several golden figures. These golden figures were suddenly lifeless. Judging from their appearance and dress, they looked like monks. Each of them was like pouring gold, with golden light. Their offensive was like a dragon subduing a tiger. , the combat power is extremely powerful, comparable to the combat power of a semi-holy warrior.
In addition to them, there is an old coffin suspended not far away. Under the old coffin is a pool of liquid that resembles steaming dragon energy, and many vibrant herbs grow there.
Yang Wu's eyes fell on the pool of liquid, and his eyes shone with excitement. He was sure that there was definitely an extraordinary secret hidden here.
In addition, he noticed that the Demon Taming Order seemed to have a sense of resonance, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Could this be related to the Demon Taming Hall?"
At the moment when Yang Wu lost his mind, three golden monks rushed towards them. They were running like the wind. One was holding a golden stick, one was bare-handed, and one was holding a golden sword. They were coming with fierce momentum and golden energy. Eye-catching.
At this time, Huochuan not far away screamed: "Ah!"
He was hit in the abdomen by a golden monk, and his body was knocked away like a cannonball.
Shichuan is a semi-saint. Although one of his arms has been crippled, his combat power is still inferior. However, he is still no match for these golden monks. This shows how strong these golden monks are.
There are a total of nine golden monks here. Each golden monk has inexplicable lines between his eyebrows. They are controlled by the power of the lines there. They must have been very powerful existences during their lifetimes.
"Half-saint-level puppets, you should be careful together." Yang Wu exclaimed, no longer paying attention to the people behind him, and rushed towards the direction of the liquid.
The target of Swallowing River is also that pool of liquid. It may be the holy liquid. If he gets it, he will be able to break his arm and be reborn.
The nine golden monks guard this place, how could they let these people break into the forbidden area.
There was a golden monk who came towards Yang Wu and killed him. The golden stick in his hand smashed down on Yang Wu's head. The golden light flashed and the shadow of the stick was like a rainbow. In an instant, it reached the top of Yang Wu's head. This kind of attack was indeed extraordinary.
Yang Wu didn't want to fight head-on with the opponent, so he quickly dodged with his Fengshen legs and continued to rush forward.
The golden monk followed him like a shadow, and the golden stick swept continuously, blocking the world and blocking Yang Wu's way forward.
Yang Wu could not avoid it, holding a two-edged three-dragon gun to block it.
Jingle, jingle, jingle!
The two soldiers crossed each other, sparks flying.
Yang Wu's arms were numb from the shock, and his body was knocked back continuously. He exclaimed: "Such a powerful force."
The golden monk has no emotions. He carries the golden stick and attacks continuously. Every move and every move is a big open and a big close, containing extremely domineering power.
This kind of attack was very incomprehensible. Yang Wu blocked it with all his strength. His tiger's mouth was shattered and bleeding, and the two-edged three-dragon spear was almost knocked out of his hand. If this continued, he would definitely be defeated.
"We must find its weakness and kill it with one strike!" Yang Wu said secretly, his eyes locked on the golden monk's eyebrows, and the Ice Blade Wings concealed themselves and assassinated him.
No matter how strong the Golden Monk was, he was just a puppet. He had no way of sensing the existence of the Ice Blade Wing, so he was hit hard between the eyebrows by the Ice Blade Wing.
The defense between the golden monk's eyebrows was very strong, and the attack of the ice blade wing was not weak either. The ice blade wing almost penetrated into the center of the eyebrows, and the strength of the golden monk's eyebrows was impacted, causing a brief stagnation.
Yang Wu seized the opportunity and counterattacked with a two-edged three-dragon spear. The spear was like a dragon and stabbed the golden monk heavily between the eyebrows.
boom!
Under the continuous attacks, the golden monk's eyebrows were pierced, the power inside was defeated, and its movements stopped.
Before Yang Wu could take a breath, another golden monk rushed over and struck him angrily on the back with a golden fist.
puff!
This punch weighed tens of millions of cauldrons, causing Yang Wu to vomit blood and fly away.
The golden monk continued to run wildly, and his golden fists were like raindrops, covering Yang Wu. Each punch was enough to destroy mountains and crack rocks, and any top-notch little saint would find it difficult to stop him.
The Golden Monk attacked so fast that Yang Wu didn't even have a chance to counterattack, and was beaten angrily. Fortunately, he wore the top-notch Little Saint's defensive armor before he came in, so he was not directly beaten to death. The defensive armor was also beaten to death. Beaten to pieces.
Yang Wu was angry.
He roared: "Don't think that because you are a monk, you can be rude. If you want to fight, fight!"
Yang Wu's whole body was full of fighting spirit, as if he had transformed into Xuanwu. The Bagua turtle shell appeared, and he fought back despite being continuously beaten by the opponent. A sense of abandonment filled the air.
Barbarian punch!
Fist to fist, both of them collided together.
Yang Wu was knocked back again, his arms were stained with blood, and he felt like he was about to be interrupted.
Ice Blade Wing seized the opportunity and made another sneak attack.
This time, Ice Blade Wing's attack was fast and accurate, trying to break through the opponent's power in one fell swoop.
The power of the Ice Blade Wing is no longer just the power of the kidneys. It can be amplified with the help of the power of Dantian. It is like two ice picks, one behind the other, piercing the golden monk's eyebrows.
This time, the Ice Blade Wing's attack finally destroyed the power of the Golden Monk's eyebrows. The Golden Monk was knocked away and lost his combat effectiveness.
Yang Wu ignored the others and rushed towards the liquid at full speed.
With his combat experience, Yan Chuan had already reached the bottom of the coffin. The golden monk did not attack him anymore, but moved towards the others.
"Haha, it's Dragon Marrow Liquid. I can take this opportunity to cultivate the body of the Dragon Saint." Yan Chuan laughed wildly and was about to jump into the liquid. Yang Wu's voice rang out: "It seems that you have forgotten yourself. I have lost my identity, so go to hell!"
Yang Wu showed no mercy and directly erased the original soul power of Shichuan.
ah!
The original soul is the root of the soul. Once damaged, the spirit will be severely affected.
Yanchuan was so complacent that he was finally brutally beaten by Yang Wu. His soul seemed to be shattered and his head was about to explode.
Yang Wu controlled the ice blade wing and wiped it against his neck, and the head of this semi-saint-level predator was divided.
Yang Wu licked his tongue and murmured: "I am controlled by my lord, and I don't know my allegiance. I really don't know how to write the word death."
Yang Wu came to the bottom of the ancient coffin, and the golden monk who was chasing him stopped chasing him. For them, the bottom of the ancient coffin was a forbidden area.
Yang Wu did not jump into the liquid rashly. He turned around and shouted to the white-haired witch: "Yunqi, go out and bring me the real dragon and Luoyun." After a pause, he said again: "I don't want to die. If you want to, leave here immediately."
Half of the looters he brought in were dead, and there were still a few alive, but they couldn't stop the golden monk's offensive at all, and they were just waiting to die.
"Lord, take care!" Feihu exclaimed, turned around and ran away quickly.
He was punched twice by the golden monk and several bones were broken. If he hadn't been so fast, he would have been killed long ago.
Hong Mo and Hong Ying were more cautious and stayed behind and did not participate in the battle. After hearing Yang Wu's order, they left here without hesitation.
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