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- "Great Elder, after our research over the past few days, the formation of the Imperial Concubine Mausoleum has indeed been changed!"
A formation master wearing a white robe stood up and said with a shocked face: "What a powerful formation master. The person who replaced the formation of the Imperial Concubine's Mausoleum is probably as accomplished as the Duan family in the formation." The ancestor Emperor Yanwushen!¡±
The remaining hundreds of formation mages also stopped what they were doing and stood up one after another. Their whole bodies were filled with shock from the inside out.
Perfect!
The formation masters brought by the Duan family have different grades, but at this moment, whether it is the white-robed eighth-grade formation master or the other formation masters, they can only think of the word perfect.
They never thought that someone in this world could arrange such a seamless formation.
Duan Tianhong, the eldest elder of the Duan family, frowned deeply and asked, "Wang Jiang, how do you know that the formation of the Imperial Concubine's Mausoleum has been changed?"
The Imperial Concubine Mausoleum is the burial place of the wife of the ancestor of the Duan family, Emperor Yanwu Shen.
This place has a very special meaning to the Duan family. Not only does the imperial concubine¡¯s mausoleum hide the method of controlling the emperor¡¯s flame formation, it can also be said to be the Duan family¡¯s ancestral tomb. However, at this moment, the formations in the Duan family¡¯s ancestral tomb have been revealed. Changed!
"The patriarch once showed me the formation layout in the imperial concubine's mausoleum."
Wang Jiang, the white-robed formation master, gave a bitter smile and cupped his hands and said: "At this moment, the formation in the imperial concubine's mausoleum is completely different from what the clan leader said, and it is even higher in grade!"
When Duan Tianhong heard this, he suddenly sneered and said: "It's so ridiculous. Apart from the president of the Formation Masters Guild, who else in the world can match the formation attainments of our ancestors of the Duan family? It's obvious that you are trash and can't understand. Penetration Formation, here to shirk responsibility!"
"Great Elder, how dare we!"
Wang Jiang and other hundreds of formation masters were horrified when they heard this and hurriedly knelt on the ground.
The aura of the ninth level Martial Emperor came out of Duan Tianhong's body, which made everyone feel frightened. He said coldly: "I'll give you one last day. If you can't break the formation today, none of you will survive!"
"this¡¡"
Wang Jiang and others looked at each other with panic in their eyes.
The formation in the imperial concubine's mausoleum at this moment, let alone one day, they can't break it at all even if they are given a hundred or a thousand days. At this moment, Duan Tianhong seems to have given them a one-day chance, but in fact, he is giving them a chance. Take their lives!
¡°You all do the work for me, don¡¯t stand there in a daze!¡±
Duan Tianhong snorted coldly, looked at the Duan family guards aside and said, "Watch them all carefully. Anyone who dares to be passive and sabotage will be killed immediately!"
"yes!"
Dozens of Duan family guards shouted in unison.
Being able to be taken by Duan Tianhong, they are all elites. Not only are they highly skilled in cultivation, but they are also extremely loyal to Duan Tianhong.
Seeing this, the formation masters looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They had no choice but to bite the bullet and break the formation.
However, the mystery of this formation is not something they can see through at all. At this moment, hundreds of formation mages are blinded and have no idea where to start.
Duan Tianhong looked in the direction of Annan Mansion.
His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said coldly: "It would take such a long time for Lao Jiu, a loser, to kill a native of the Eastern Wilderness and Lin Chen of the Martial Saint Realm. After I return, I will inform the clan leader and ask him to Give this guy a good punishment!"
Everyone lowered their heads when they heard this, and no one dared to answer.
At this moment, Duan Tianhong's eyes flashed, and he saw two figures flying towards Annan Mansion quickly.
? One male and one female.
Duan Tianhong's consciousness swept away, but he couldn't detect the fluctuations in the soul power of the two people. He was suddenly shocked. He was at the ninth level of Emperor Martial Realm. He was the number one master in Di Yanzhou besides the head of the Duan family. In this Eastern Wasteland that the Martial Saint can sweep across, there are people he cannot see through!
In the blink of an eye, two figures had arrived in front of Duan Tianhong.
Lin Chen glanced at the hundreds of formation mages, laughed dumbly, and said: "You are all pretending here, as if you can really break the formation of the Imperial Concubine's Mausoleum."
When Wang Jiang and other formation masters heard this, they were stunned and subconsciously raised their heads.
When they saw a pair of young men and women, everyone showed surprise. They didn't expect that a young man could see that they were pretending to work hard. But Duan Tianhong just scared him out of his nerves, and now he didn't dare. Talk.
Duan Tianhong said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
"My name is Lin Chen, the Lin Chen you asked Duan Sihong to kill."
Lin Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, the smile on his face disappeared, his eyes were full of indifferenceOf course.
Qin Zhongling stood beside him, looking at Duan Tianhong with a hint of hostility. She heard clearly what Duan Tianhong said on the way here.
"Are you Lin Chen?"
Duan Tianhong's eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "You beast, I didn't come to find you, but you dared to come to me. Who gave you the confidence? Are you here to die?"
After speaking, Duan Tianhong stretched out his hand and grabbed Lin Chen directly.
A terrifying soul power turned into a pair of big hands, grabbing Lin Chen with black energy.
"Pity."
Wang Jiang and others were filled with regret.
It is obvious that Lin Chen has profound knowledge in formations at a young age, but at this moment, facing Duan Tianhong, who is at the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm, this young man and woman will undoubtedly die.
"let me!"
Qin Zhongling's eyes flashed with coldness, he took a step forward, drew his sword in an instant, and slashed out with a shocking sword energy, instantly cutting off the large hand transformed by Tianhong's soul power.
She kept holding the sword in her hand, and with just a flicker of her figure, she came to Duan Tianhong and placed the Sun Sword on Duan Tianhong's neck.
From the moment Qin Zhongling drew his sword to the moment he restrained Duan Tianhong, it took less than a blink of an eye.
For a moment, no one reacted at all.
Including Duan Tianhong, it was only when the cold sword blade pressed against his neck that Duan Tianhong suddenly realized that this was a master in front of him.
His eyes instantly revealed a look of shock: "I didn't expect that there would be someone in Donghuang who could break my magic hand, little girl, but do you think this is all I have?"
Duan Tianhong snorted coldly and grabbed Qin Zhongling's sword.
Qin Zhongling's sword energy just now did not reveal any fluctuations in her soul power. In Duan Tianhong's eyes, he just thought it was due to his own negligence. After all, it is impossible for Lin Chen and Qin Zhongling to be that strong at their age. Cultivation.
"do not move!"
Qin Zhongling was so beautiful that she shook Duan Tianhong's right hand instantly.
Feeling the pain in his right hand, Duan Tianhong's eyes showed disbelief. His expression was as if he had seen a ghost. He looked at Qin Zhongling in front of him and exclaimed: "You are the God of War!"
The exit of these four words instantly shook the hundreds of mages in front of the concubine and the Duan family guards.
The girl in front of me, who looks to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, is the God of War? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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