At this time, more than a dozen god-transforming cultivators flew out of the Lanxue Sect. Seeing the scene in front of them, their eyes were shattered and they screamed in panic.

"Stop, your Six Nether Sects are so brave that you dare to attack the mountain protection formation of my Lanxue Sect."

However, it's too late.

The attacks of more than ninety god-transforming cultivators, with the pressure of destroying the world, bombarded the magic circle fiercely.

"Boom!"

The spiritual energy was stirring, the laws were rolling, and the runes of the mountain protection formation of Lanxue Sect lingered. After a wailing cry, it shook and instantly appeared dense cracks, which seemed to be completely broken in the next moment.

"Hehe, the magic circle is about to be broken. Friends, don't show mercy, break this formation for me." Yuwen Long glanced at the anxious Shui Yunluo and said with a sneer.

“Buzz!”

The cultivators of the Six Nether Sect once again condensed the power of the law, drove the great magic weapon in their hands, and smashed the mountain protection formation of Lanxue Sect with a roar.

At this time, dozens of god-transforming cultivators had already flew out of the Lanxue Sect. When they saw the scene in front of them, their hearts were beating wildly. The magic tricks in their hands were pinched, and the power of the laws soared into the sky and merged directly into the magic array.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded, and terrifying energy that looked like the tide of the universe burst out from all directions, and the void was shattered in pieces.

Under this attack, the mountain protection formation of Lanxue Sect stimulated the spiritual energy, the runes spread and shattered with a bang.

A terrifying pressure like a prison and a vast sun stimulating the world.

For a moment, the spiritual veins connected to the magic circle exploded and the spiritual energy raged; the mountain collapsed and the building turned into powder.

Dust is flying, gunpowder is filled with smoke, and the ground is gushing. At this moment, the mountain facade of Lanxue Sect is beyond recognition and the ground is in a mess.

"Hmph, it's outrageous. Are you going to fight against our Lanxue Sect to death?" Shui Yuluo was furious and stared at Yuwen Long and others angrily and said.

It seemed to be afraid, Shui Yunluo did not dare to take action directly.

At this time, he had already informed all the god-transforming monks who had been in seclusion or traveling outside to come here to gather quickly.

"Haha, the Six Nether Sects have a favor with this treasure land of the noble sect. As long as you are willing to surrender to the Six Nether Sect and become our affiliated sect, today's affairs will be put aside; hehe, otherwise, I'm afraid that the ancient sect of your Lanxue Sect will be broken today." Yuwen Long showed a smile on his face and said coldly.

He was full of curiosity. He had already hit the door with others, and the Shui family could still hold it back. No wonder they could not convince the public in the door after they sat on the sect leader.

Without the slightest determination to kill, it is difficult to achieve great things!

"Hmph, your Six Nether Sects have a great appetite. They actually want to annex Lanxue Sect. Get out of here, otherwise you will stay here today."

At this time, an old voice came, and ten figures rolling around their bodies shot up.

The person in charge was Yan Kong, the great elder of the Shui family. All of these ten people were transformed into twelve levels of gods.

"Shui Yankong, since you want to destroy the foundation of Lanxue Sect for thousands of years, then I will fulfill your wish!" A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Yuwen Long's eyes, and his murderous aura was churning.

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura rose and his pressure was vast, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was intertwined.

At the same time, the other six god-transforming cultivators from the Nether Sect also sacrificed magic weapons one after another. The spiritual pressure on each person was surging, and the momentum penetrated the cloud flute.

At this time, there were only more than sixty cultivators in the Lanxue Sect who were transformed into gods, but there were ten perfect cultivators at the twelfth level of the God Transformation, which was not weaker than the Six Underworld Sects.

If there was no accident in which the Xue family ran away, the foundation of the Lanxue Sect would definitely allow them to continue to occupy the title of the No. 1 sect in the Xuedu world, and no one dared to provoke their pressure.

Unfortunately, not only is his status being provoked, but he is also directly attacked by someone.

"Gaga, do you think my Lanxue Sect has stood in the Xuedu Realm for so many years without any foundation?" Seeing that Yuwen Long seemed to be prepared, he took action when he disagreed; Shui Yankong's expression changed, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"I'll ask the four clan elders to open the magic array of ice and snow!" After Shui Yankong finished speaking, he suddenly shouted loudly.

"Swish swish swish!"

At this moment, the four faces were expressionless, and the bodies were emitting decay. The early stage monks in the early stage of the God Transformation suddenly appeared in the air.

The four people were holding a three-inch-sized array plate in their hands, and an ancient vicissitudes burst out from it, and a pressure stimulating the world.

As the magic tricks moved in the hands of the four people, the aura on their bodies was injected into the magic array wildly, and countless silver runes the size of rice grains lingered on it.

"Stop them and don't let them activate the array disk!" Yuwenlong's pupils shrank and he said in panic.

After saying that, the inspiration flashed and rushed directly to one of the monks. At this time, Yuwen Long suddenly felt a palpitations lingering in the air.

“Buzz!”

At this time, it was a god-transforming monk who exuded a decadent aura all over his body, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Immediately afterwards, their aura was furious, and a powerful aura swept across all directions.

"Bang bang bang!"

The four people suddenly exploded, and a powerful aura mixed with essence and blood, which was directly absorbed by the array plate.

The array disk was shining brightly, four pillars of light rose into the sky, countless runes flashed, spiritual energy scattered, a snowflake in the void, and an ice and snow world suddenly appeared in the air.

It is faintly like a phantom mirror, hazy and blurry.

All the monks of the Six Nether Sects were shrouded in this mysterious magic circle world. Everyone felt that an invisible restriction seemed to be coming on their bodies, and the power of the law between heaven and earth seemed to be isolated.

On the other hand, the monks of the Lanxue Sect were surrounded by runes that were almost exactly the same as the magic circle. Their aura was rolling, as if they had received some kind of blessing, and their strength seemed even more terrifying.

"Hmph, is this your Lanxue Sect's reliance? You can only drive this formation plate by using blood sacrifice to four god-transforming cultivators." Yuwen Long's face changed, and he looked at the misty sky with fear.

I saw a flash of inspiration on my body, and I directly used the Dharma image of heaven and earth, and fisted it in the void.

"Boom!"

The law was vast. After a loud bang, Yuwenlong's attack was like a mud bull entering the sea, bombarding the magic circle without causing a ripples at all.

"Friends of Taoism, I don't believe that there is no one to preside over this magic circle. If you can persist for a long time, kill them for me, the magic circle will naturally be broken." Yuwen Long's eyes flashed and he suddenly said loudly.

After saying that, he took out a golden stick with his hands, and the golden light shone brightly. A huge force filled the air, and a stick hit Shui Yankong.

Countless powers of laws surged, and the terrifying power burst out into a vacuum in the air, making people frightened.

After listening to Yuwen's words, Shui Yankong's face changed, and there was a look of worry in his eyes. This magic array could only last for half an hour, and he had a kind of blessing to them in this half hour, and his own strength increased by 10% out of thin air.

Shui Yankong did not dare to show his weakness, so he sacrificed his magic weapon, and his body flashed and rushed over.

For a moment, in this magic circle space, the laws surged, the spiritual energy raged, and a big melee began completely.

This mysterious magic circle seemed to contain a strange force. So many attacks from the god-transforming monks were never bombarded, and even the earth was not sunk.

Although the number of people on both sides is very different, because of the magic circle, the cultivators of the Lanxue Sect did not fall for a moment.
Chapter completed!