Chapter 1933

"Kill the formation!"

When these patterns lit up, a chilling air suddenly appeared in the martial arts field. Huangfu Xun felt something was wrong for the first time, but it was too late.

The pattern lit up under the blood and the corpse, and then began to absorb the blood, turning from white to blood-red, and finally joined together.

Then suddenly it rose up, forming a huge profound formation in mid-air, but in this profound formation, there was a terrifying murderous aura and resentment.

"Array Master!"

The monks present were all stunned by the scene in front of them. The boiling murderous aura and resentment gathered in the huge formation in mid-air, making them all feel oppressed.

"God-level killing formation, this Fu Huangxie is actually a god-level formation master!" The heads of the major forces all stood up.

"you!!!"

Huangfu Xun stared at Ye Tianze, "Your name is Fu Huangmai."

"Of course I don't call Fu Huangxie." Ye Tianze said with a smile, "This formation is my great gift to you Wasteland Clan!"

Under this formation, both the wasteland people in the Dao Realm and the Ruins Realm were trembling and a little uneasy. This was the result of the grievances of three million monks.

And those cultivators were all of their own clan. They were driven by Huangfu Xun, consuming Ye Tianze's energy, although they could not go against Huangfu Xun's will.

But they are not really brave and not afraid of death. They were full of resentment and powerlessness before they died. They were only limited by the rules and they couldn't resist at all.

When Ye Tianze was beheading these two million monks, he had a whim. While beheading, he carved the pattern.

With his current cultivation level, he could almost silently carve the formation pattern, which is why he killed two million monks, but was still injured.

If they didn't engrave the pattern, these wasteland people would never even touch his clothes.

"He can actually engrave a god-level killing formation in battle, and it is without any treasures to assist. How many trump cards still have not been taken out of this Fu Huangxie!"

Until now, no one has guessed that Ye Tianze is Bai Ye, the holy son of the Divine Mark Temple. After all, Ye Tianze's flowing armor is too dazzling.

However, Huangfu Xun guessed it, but because of the streamer armor, he was not sure.

Looking at the god-level killing formation in front of him, Huangfu Xun knew that if he didn't take action again, the wasteland people under the formation would be caught in one pot.

With a flash of light in his hand, a war halberd appeared. The war halberd was pitch-black and merged with the chaotic will, and it distorted as soon as the void appeared.

"Natural disaster!" Seeing this halberd, all the monks present were covered in hair.

This is the exclusive weapon of the Lord of Chaos, the war halberd natural disaster, which is a half-step holy innate spiritual treasure, born in a land of chaos, and has experienced more than the battle between the first generation of the Lord of Chaos and the patrol angel.

Huangfu Xun raised his hand and threw out the natural disaster, and stabbed at the big formation, only to hear the sound of "woohoo".

The natural disaster fell on the pattern of the great formation, almost distorting the pattern, but the majestic resentment wrapped the natural disaster, making it impossible for the natural disaster to penetrate the pattern.

"impossible!"

Huangfu Xun couldn't believe that he threw the halberd to break the formation, but he didn't expect that not only did he not break the formation, but even the natural disaster was entangled.

"This is a gift I carefully prepared for you. Using the vitality of the three million wasteland clan before their death, plus the blood shed from their bodies, they gathered this god-level Shenxiao Yin Soul Formation. If it was broken by you like this , isn't that a waste of my kindness!"

After Ye Tianze finished speaking, he snapped his fingers again, "Thunder!"

As soon as the voice fell, in the pattern, a violent thunder suddenly poured out, as if the Tianhe River had burst its banks, and the thunder was pouring down like a flood.

The monks sitting in the front row were trembling with fear by this terrifying Lei Wei across the lines.

In an instant, the rolling thunder instantly drowned the countless wasteland tribes in the martial arts field, and the monks in the Taoist realm were split into powder in an instant.

The cultivator at the Ruins Realm lasted a little longer, but unfortunately, this is not just the power of Tianlei.

The reason why it is called Shenxiao Yin Soul Array is that Ye Tianze fused his best Yin Soul Array with Shen Xiaotian Lei Array, and used the grievances of killing three million wasteland people to condense.

In the thunder of this day, there is resentment and the meaning of seven kills. The more fearful the monks are, the thunder will bring the grievances of these monks into the body of the monks.

The monks who died in an instant could not feel the pain, and these monks who returned to the ruins were miserable.

For a time, the entire martial arts field was full of mourning, and the sound reached the ears of the outside cultivators, causing them to shiver subconsciously.

"I killed you!"

When the Lord of Chaos saw this scene, he couldn't bear it any longer. Facing the rolling thunder, he attacked Ye Tianze.

"boom"

This punch came over and collided with Ye Tianze's fist, and Ye Tianze was knocked out in an instant.

That corpse mountain, under the crushing power, turned into powder, this is the purest power rule.

When Ye Tianze landed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face pale.

Huangfu Xun didn't follow him, but with a flash, he was bathed in thunder and pulled out the natural disaster from the formation.

The power ripples on his body vibrated, waving the natural disaster, stirring in the formation, trying to break the formation.

"It's useless!"

Ye Tianze said, "If it's just two formations in one, you can easily break it. Unfortunately, this is a god-level killing formation formed by the grievances and blood essence of three million wasteland monks. You are alone, fighting against each other. Three million wasteland tribes, oh, I forgot to tell you, this is the correct use of the army, not like you, let them find me one by one to send their heads!"

If Huangfu Xun, like Ye Tianze, faced the three million wasteland clan alone, he could easily kill them all.

But the problem is that this is the power to use the formation method to gather three million Daoist Realm and tens of thousands of cultivators returning to the Ruins Realm.

This power, even if it is as powerful as Huangfuxun, may not be broken unless he enters the Wuji Dao!

But Ye Tianze's move made Huangfu Xun's mind unhappy, and he couldn't enter Wuji Dao at all, which was also a point that Ye Tianze pinpointed.

But Huangfu Xun not only did not listen to Ye Tianze, but continued to break through the formation angrily. At this moment, a ferocious giant face of thunder suddenly formed in the killing formation.

Looking closely, this giant thunder face is composed of countless faces, all of which are actually those who died in the wasteland.

They were unable to resist Huangfuxun's will when they were born, because they were born in Huangfuxun's inner world, but after death they were out of control.

The anger of the three million wills fell with the power of terrifying thunder, and hit the natural disaster and Huangfu Xun. Even Huangfu Xun's body trembled in pain and fell down.

"Forgot to tell you, when this Shenxiao Yin Soul Formation is the strongest, it's when you take action!"

Ye Tianze said, "These resentments are not directed at me, but at you!"

The thunder that was ten times more terrifying than before swept across the martial arts field, and the remaining wasteland tribes turned into powder in an instant.

And their resentment rose again, condensed on the killing formation, that terrifying resentment and killing intent, gathered a blood-colored thunder, and slammed down towards the fallen Huangfu Xun.