All elemental attacks don't work!
Luo Chen's heart trembled, and he immediately sent out a giant sword condensed with the power of the light source.
But the purple spiritual energy was too fast, and Luo Chen could only watch as the purple spiritual energy hit the two golden lines with only half a centimeter apart.
And the sword of light he sent out still stayed in mid-air, far away from the target.
"No!"
Following Luo Chen's angry shout, the entire valley made a loud roar, the earth shook violently, and the flat land cracked.
As the rocks and soil flew around, the God of War formation that Luo Chen spent three days and three nights carving out was all darkened and completely destroyed.
The white wings behind Luo Chen spread out, avoiding the flying soil and rocks in the air, and flew high into the sky.
His hard work was destroyed, and Luo Chen's light and gentle eyes were bloodshot and red. He wanted to see who had the ability to tear apart his barrier and destroy his God of War Formation.
Gorgeous purple wings spread out, blocking the sun, and the purple feathers overflowed with satin-like light.
The coercion of the Great Perfection of the ninth level of Yuansheng Realm filled every inch of space.
Purple hair, purple eyes, handsome and enchanting face.
Zi Shuilan's purple eyes sparkled slightly, and the corners of her lips curved in an arc that could make an orc woman swoon.
"Luo Chen, long time no see."
"The new Beast King is quite capable."
Luo Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at Zishuilan coldly.
Facts have proved that he greatly underestimated the new Beast King in front of him, and he was actually able to see through it and break his barrier.
Luo Chen was extremely angry.
His underestimation led to mistakes that were difficult for him to lose.
He could have killed the Beast King on the spot, but now, he lost this opportunity.
Zishuilan sneered and replied: "Both of us didn't expect that the gods of the Heavenly Spirit Realm could carve the formations of the gods. This is far beyond my expectation."
Luo Chen snorted lightly and did not respond.
Just one Di Lingtian has already given Luo Chen a headache. Luo Chen will not let himself have another opponent who is at the ninth level of the Yuan Sheng Realm.
With the Beast Emperor of Xuandu Realm in front of him and Emperor Lingtian watching him behind him, Luo Chen must not confront Zishuilan head-on.
He was thinking rapidly in his mind about how to kill Zishuilan without getting hurt.
The problem is that the God of War formation he worked so hard to carve has been destroyed, and now he has lost his chance.
The only thing that comforted Luo Chen was that his twenty-eight capable subordinates led the Tianling Realm army to successfully resist the Orc army.
As long as the battle between the two sides continues and enough fighting spirit breath can be generated, he can still carve the God of War Formation and kill Zishuilan.
"Hmph, the Lord God is thinking about how to kill me by preserving his strength. I think the Lord should not consider this now. Doesn't the Lord God know that the formations of the Gods are extremely lethal, but they have a fatal flaw?"
Zishuilan looked at Luo Chen for a moment, and smiled softly with his charming and handsome face.
"Fatal weakness? I would like to ask the Beast King for advice."
Luo Chen's tone was cold, but he didn't mean to ask for advice at all.
He has understood the God of War formation for so long, and the combination of the runes of the God of War formation is exquisite and perfect, without any shortcomings at all.
This person is being alarmist.
"If you don't believe it, Lord God, please lower your head and take a look, and you will immediately know what this fatal weakness is."
Zi Shuilan lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the valley that had been blown to the ground by the purple spirit.
The God of War formation that had been destroyed by Zishuilan loomed out among the flying dust, with wisps of gray lines flashing dark light.
(End of chapter)