The Emperor's formation suddenly exploded at the end, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
That terrifying power made all the saint kings present feel embarrassed despite their full defense.
Even the Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifacts that some people used for defense were completely destroyed, which made them heartbroken.
But what is even more worrying is that under such a terrifying explosion, will the seven formation mages who are so close still survive?
The formation masters they invited were naturally their most trusted relatives and friends.
When the destructive storm slowly dissipated, a shocking blood-red color suddenly came into view.
It means that someone died and was shattered into pieces.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
At this moment, three figures flew back quickly.
Master Yuankong's Buddhist robes were slightly torn, but his body was undamaged. The precious light lingering around him still showed his holy body.
This is not surprising.
After all, he has the strongest cultivation and is in charge of the core hub of the formation.
The other was a blue-robed woman from the Cold Light Realm. She was covered in blood and flesh, and her breath was extremely weak. She was supported by a square-faced Confucian scholar and flew back.
As for the square-faced Confucian scholar, the most surprising thing is.
Not only was he unscathed, his robes were even as new as new, and he was even more calm than Master Yuankong.
"Husband...jun!"
The delicate Taoist nun immediately came forward to greet her, hugging her with a choked voice.
Of the seven formation masters, only three came back alive. This was something no one expected.
"Old monk, didn't you say there's no danger in breaking the formation? What's going on?"
"Today, you must give us an explanation!"
"Old monk, could it be that you used some dirty trick?"
People from Tenglong Realm, Western Realm and Tianzhu Realm all surrounded Master Yuankong at this moment and started questioning him angrily.
All the formation masters brought by the three parties died in it, with no bones left.
Only Long Aotian and Lan Ji were still standing there, seemingly unable to react.
"Everyone, please calm down, the power of the Emperor's formation is far beyond my expectation."
"I am deeply sorry for the death of the four fellow Taoists. The matter has come to this, and I would like to ask all fellow Taoists to express their condolences. I am also willing to do my best to compensate!"
Master Yuankong said very guiltily.
However, everyone still did not give up.
Especially the golden-haired man from the Western world opened his mouth and made an astonishing condition.
"Our people cannot die in vain!"
"You must give us 30% of what you gain in Rama's Secret Realm!"
As soon as the golden-haired man opened his mouth, people from Tenglong Realm and Tianzhu Realm strongly agreed with him.
But Zi Yuan from the Taiji Realm and Han Li from the Cold Light Realm decisively refused and refuted them directly.
"Hmph, since you are here to compete for the opportunity, you should know how to take risks at your own risk! The death of several Taoist friends is regrettable, but it also shows that their skills are not as good as others!"
Zi Yuan snorted coldly.
"We cannot fully comprehend the horror of the Emperor's array pattern, and it is reasonable for such an accident to occur! But if you use this to threaten others, you are going too far!"
Han Li also had a sharp look in his eyes and a tough attitude.
"Are these two fellow Taoists trying to use their power to overwhelm others?"
The golden-haired man said angrily.
But Zi Yuan and Han Li did not give in even a step.
Everyone has worked so hard to come here, and they have all put themselves in danger. How can they care about the life and death of others? In the final analysis, it is just for profit.
"Please calm down."
"Although the secret realm has been opened, the dangers within it are not yet known. We must unite as one to gain something."
"Let's see. I can't help but take the blame for this. I would like to take 40% of the harvest from this trip and share it with all fellow Taoists to express my apology."
Master Yuankong came forward to mediate.
Promising to give out 40% of the harvest at one time shows the old monk's courage and sincerity.
Although the golden-haired man and others were not very satisfied with this condition, they also knew that there was no point in arguing. After all, the treasure had not been obtained yet, so they could only agree temporarily.
As for Zi Yuan and Han Li, it's nothing to do with them.
However, what is surprising is that Long Aotian and Lan Ji remained silent and did not even have the intention to participate.
His eyes were always fixed on the chaotic storm ahead.
"Hehe, I have already said that with his little strength, he doesn't even know how he died."
"Miss Lan, as long as you agree to serve me, I can still put things past the past and keep you safe and wealthy, how about that?"
The golden-haired man thought that Su Chen had no place to die, so he looked at Lan Ji again and said.
Lan Ji looked indifferent and didn't even look at him.
Even Long Aotian ignored the golden-haired man this time.
"That guy Su Chen won't die so easily, right?"
After waiting for such a long time, there was still no sign of Su Chen, and there was no breath at all, which made Long Aotian unbelievable.
From the bottom of his heart, he didn't believe that the man who was so high-spirited and accomplished many miracles could fall so easily.
"Probably not. Don't forget that he was directly hit by the imperial soldiers and still survived!"
Lan Ji frowned and said.
"Saving your life under the emperor's soldiers? Huh, people from the Xuantian Realm are really good at bragging!"
"Whatever, the entrance is already open anyway."
This time, not only the golden-haired man, but also everyone else didn't take it seriously.
Gradually, the destruction storm began to weaken and dissipate, and people's eyes lit up, eager to try.
However, as soon as they moved forward, they felt a gloomy, ferocious, and somewhat hot wave of fire coming toward their faces.
"How is that possible? He is still alive!"
Directly in front, a figure possessed by golden armor with runes and steaming gray-red flames sat there, motionless like an ancient stone man.
"Karma fire! How come the karma fire in him is still so strong?"
Several young monks under Master Yuankong were all shocked.
Su Chen's whole body was filled with karma fire, and the energy waves soared into the sky, seemingly endless and extremely powerful.
"How many people did this guy kill?"
Others were also stunned.
The karmic fire on Su Chen's body was so evil that it was obviously caused by excessive killing.
Moreover, this kind of killing evil cannot be generated by killing weak people. Only by killing warriors of the same level can one get a trace of it.
To accumulate to such an extent, the number of people killed already exceeds the total number of people present.
Long Aotian and Lan Ji were still calm. They both knew that in the Tianxuan Conference alone, Su Chen killed 100,000 warriors of the same level, and thus gained the prestigious name of Su 100,000!
boom!
Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and Su Chen's karmic fire surged up.
Mysterious gray threads penetrated his body one after another, like ten thousand swords piercing his body, constantly draining his life force and being absorbed by the ghosts of evil thoughts.
And the aura of the evil thoughts and ghosts also surged, making people feel that it was much more terrifying than the ghost kings here.
"This guy……"
The golden-haired man was also feeling frightened at this moment. He looked at Su Chen's back with fear in his eyes.
"No, this is a karmic fire runaway!"
Master Yuankong's eyes narrowed and he suddenly exclaimed.
