After this Nanchen Academy Saint Pattern Master, several more people walked out one after another.
At this time, Yunzhong at the front had taken twelve steps.
There are only six steps left from the Saint Pattern Wall.
Ling Tian, Wang Shang and four other Western Han Academy holy pattern masters have not yet embarked on the path of holy patterns.
Wang Shang has expressed his attitude that he will finally embark on the path of the Holy Mark.
The four people from Xihan Academy also made no move.
Ling Tian could only step out again, holding a red flame gilt pen to draw the sacred pattern array, condensing it in the palm of his hand.
After stepping onto the sacred pattern, he pressed his palms down and used the sacred pattern formation to suppress his feet. Then he turned to Wang Shang and the other five, "It's your turn!"
The four people from Xihan Academy looked at each other, and finally stepped forward one after another.
This made Yunzhong, who was leading the way, take a few steps forward.
Now, he is only one step away from the Saint Pattern Wall.
Wang Shang stared at the eleven figures in front of him, as if he was planning something.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to step onto the holy pattern array.
"good!"
Yunzhong took the last step and came to the holy pattern wall.
One hand was condensing the holy pattern formation to suppress the holy pattern all the time, and the other hand was holding a pen and began to carve the holy pattern and crack the holy pattern wall.
Ling Tian condensed the formation in the palm of his hand, suppressing the ground under his feet, but his eyes looked at Wang Shang from time to time.
He always felt that Wang Shang would not cooperate obediently.
However, he found that Wang Shang's attention was not on him at this time, and he was always looking at Yunzhong at the front of the team who was concentrating on breaking the holy pattern wall.
Yun Zhong's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he continued to break the formation with his pen in an orderly manner.
When the last stroke was finished, the entire wall of holy patterns was awakened, and golden light flowed through it.
"It's done!"
Yunzhong shouted, extremely excited.
boom!
At this time, there was a loud noise on the holy lines.
"what happened?"
Yunzhong, Chen Dao and others in front turned their heads.
But at this time, Wang Shang actually withdrew from the holy pattern path.
There was no one to suppress the first step, and a storm of holy patterns arose.
"No……"
A sacred pattern master from the Western Han Academy screamed in surprise.
Soon, his voice was drowned out.
At the same time, the figure was swallowed by the holy pattern storm.
This sacred pattern master of the Western Han Academy was originally on the second step.
The raging holy pattern storm erupted from the first step, swallowed up the second step, and is now sweeping towards the third step.
And with each step, the holy pattern storm becomes more terrifying.
Except for Wang Shang, everyone is on the path to the holy pattern.
If they want to leave the holy pattern, they have to go through the holy pattern storm.
But how could they possibly pass through such a terrifying holy pattern storm?
"Damn it!"
Yunzhong was furious and suddenly looked back at the holy pattern wall.
With Wang Shang's ability, he can definitely suppress the holy patterns.
It is certain that Wang Shang’s move was intentional.
He chose to attack only after Yunzhong cracked the holy pattern wall. He clearly wanted to kill everyone here and move on alone to enjoy everything in Yunmeng Temple to himself.
The situation is critical now, and it is obviously not the time to hold Wang Shang accountable.
Yunzhong only hopes that the holy pattern wall can be broken open as soon as possible.
He has cracked the holy pattern pen, but the holy pattern wall needs a certain amount of time to operate.
This time is beyond his control.
"ah……"
The sound of screams sounded in this space one after another.
The three Korean Academy Saint Pattern Masters at the third, fourth, and fifth steps of the Saint Pattern Path died one after another in the Saint Pattern Storm.
And Ling Tian was standing on the sixth step of the holy pattern.
"It's so damned!"
Ling Tian faced the holy pattern storm and had no other choice.
The left hand condenses the holy pattern formation to suppress the ground.
Turn your right hand over and take out the Heavenly Forbidden Sword.
As his five fingers spread out, the Heavenly Forbidden Sword rotated in his palm.
It turned into a terrifying sword curtain, blocking the front.
"Master Yunzhong, how long will it take!"
Ling Tian's brows furrowed slightly, his eyes fixed in front of him, and he yelled at Yunzhong.
"I don't know that either..."
Yunzhong looked ugly and didn't know how to answer at all, "Ling Tian, how long can you last?"
"Do your best!"
Ling Tian said in a deep voice.
At this moment, he had no other choice.
"Everyone."
Seeing the situation, Shen Zhongmou said to everyone, "Don't panic yet, suppress the ground under your feet. If another accident happens, everything will be of no avail."
The formation of the holy pattern storm is because this holy pattern road lost its suppression.
Now this holy pattern storm started from the first step and swept to the fifth step.
If Shen Zhongmou and others were careless and failed to suppress the path under their feet.
Under their feet, a storm of holy patterns will also arise.
That would be a real disaster.
Following Shen Zhongmou's words, the hesitating crowd concentrated their attention.
Yunzhong stared at the holy wall in front of him and prayed silently in his heart.
As for Wang Shang, he watched everything in front of him indifferently.
The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, creating a smile.
As the sacred pattern storm intensified, his sight was blocked.
Now, he only saw the holy pattern storm raging on the holy pattern road.
It was impossible to confirm whether the people on the Holy Mark Road were dead.
However, he was in no hurry.
The storm of holy patterns will always subside.
At that time, the sacred pattern and the sacred pattern wall will no longer exist.
He can go forward alone and continue deep into Yunmeng Temple.
If the road ahead is dangerous, it is not worth waiting until the twelve hours are up to leave.
He believed that no one else would know what happened here.
On the wall of the sacred pattern, the light of the sacred pattern is constantly flowing.
After a while, the sacred pattern wall lit up.
"It's done!"
Yunzhong said happily.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sacred pattern wall gradually became illusory.
Eventually, it disappeared without a trace.
Immediately afterwards, once the golden door of light appeared, it was close at hand.
"Walk!"
Yunzhong shouted to everyone and took the lead in stepping into the golden light door.
Chen Dong, Lin Xun and others did not hesitate and followed closely.
Because of the departure of several people, there are signs of a sacred pattern storm sweeping over the place where they once stood.
Ling Tian knew that he could not stay here, so he stepped forward and was the last one to rush into the golden light door.
However, the speed of Saint Pattern Storm's pursuit was too fast. In the process of rushing into the golden light, his back was still seriously injured.
call……
The crisis was over, and everyone arrived at the fifth floor of Yunmeng Temple. They couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.
Ling Tian sat down cross-legged, immediately activated the power of life and began to recover from his injuries.
At this point in the Yunmeng Temple trip, there are only twelve people left.
"That is?"
Chen understood what was happening and murmured something.
Everyone looked forward and stared straight ahead for a moment.
I saw a silver-white palace standing there.
There is mist surrounding it, making it look like a fairy palace in the clouds.
"Hall within a palace!"
Yunzhong's eyes flashed and he said in surprise, "This should be the last floor of Yunmeng Temple. I don't know what will be in the middle of this temple."
It is the task given to Yun Zhong by the Yunmeng Immortal Sect to find out what is going on in the Yunmeng Temple.
Arriving here, Yunzhong felt that his mission was almost completed.
Everyone's eyes flashed with joy when they learned that this place was the last level of Yunmeng Temple.
