Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

Dense fog rose in the alley, covering several people.

Seeing this deterioration, Zuo Qing retreated quickly and jumped out of the thick fog.

The sudden change made Zuo Qing and others unexpected. When they reacted, they were already included in the big formation.

"This is the formation?"

Zuo Qing's brows condensed, Wang Yu actually still has this method.

Although the few people reacted quickly and exited the foggy area, they still stayed there for a while, contaminated with some fog.

Under this deep mist, his primordial spirit was a little turbulent, but for Zuo Qing, it was a momentary matter.

His true spirit was shocked, and the fog was dispersed a lot by him.

The primordial spirit replied again, glanced around the few people he had brought, and found that there was a trace of secret in the eyes of the three of them. He used the power of the divine consciousness to give a soft drink, and the three of them recovered.

But although he recovered, he found himself in the mist.

"Unexpectedly, that kid has such a deep formation." Zuo Qing murmured.

From the first sight of Wang Yu, Zuo Qing had a moment of disgust, as if he could see that the other party was unreliable and would not be solicited by Ying Kuo.

Because of disgust, Zuo Qing instinctively looked down on Wang Yu.

This time I was ordered to fetch Wang Yu and thought it was a handy one. Even if he encountered resistance, it would be futile.

Never thought that the opponent would introduce them into the big formation and use the formation against the four of them.

"Formation? Haha!"

Zuo Qing showed a sneer, a kid from the Purple Mansion realm, no matter how strong his formation was to block his attacking methods.

All formations have the possibility of being broken.

The way to save effort is to find the base of the formation, break the base, and break the formation itself.

There is also a laborious method, which is also a very practical way to break the formation with force.

As the saying goes, in the face of absolute power, all conspiracies are paper tigers, and they are broken with a single poke.

No matter how smart the formation is, it will also be limited by the person who controls the formation. If it encounters a strong opponent, the opponent can completely break the formation without looking for the formation base.

Just like the current Zuo Qing people, all of them are great primordial cultivators, they are too much stronger than Wang Yu.

"Who among you wants to break the formation?"

Zuo Qing didn't like Wang Yu, even if the opponent had a formation, he didn't like it, and let him surrender his status to break the formation, somewhat reluctant.

Fortunately, he brought the three Mo family brothers.

The lowest of the three is also in the mid-primary stage, it shouldn't be difficult to break the formation of the cultivator of the Zifu Palace.

"Master Zuo, let Mo San go ahead and break the formation!" The youngest of the three Mo family brothers stepped forward and arched his hands.

Zuo Qing nodded faintly, and said softly: "Go, give me a smash of his formation, it's better to hurry up in the world."

"Yes!" Mo San clasped his fists, then turned and walked into the mist.

...

In the big formation, when Mo San broke into the big formation, Wang Yu noticed it.

"Dare to break into the formation in the mid-primary stage."

Realizing that the opponent was only a great monk in the middle of the soul, Wang Yu smiled.

He laughed at him because he underestimated him and gave him a chance to delay.

If it comes to a great monk in the late stage of the soul, no, even if it is the top monk in the middle of the soul, it is enough for Wang Yu to drink a pot.

But the other party just didn't, and only sent a great cultivator in the middle stage of the soul. Is this giving him a chance?

If it is outside, Wang Yu can use all means to kill a great mid-primary cultivator, let alone in the big formation!

Wang Yu looked down on Mo San's intrusion from the perspective of the master of the array.

After Mo San entered the big formation, he used his true essence to form a protective shield to isolate the fog, because the fog could confuse the soul, so he had to be careful.

But in this way, his true energy consumption is bound to increase, but he doesn't care.

It's just a cultivator from the Purple Mansion, it doesn't take time.

He thought this way, so he rushed into the big formation rashly, feeling the fog everywhere, and he couldn't see the road ahead, he didn't care.

"Send to me!"

Mo San punched directly, his idea was very simple, just to break the formation simply and rudely.

boom!

Under the impact of the majestic true essence, a large amount of fog was blown away, and a figure was faintly revealed.

"Got you."

Mo San showed a sneer, thinking that victory was in sight, and he was about to rush towards the figure.

He didn't run far, the mist that had just dispersed, gathered again, blocking his vision, and the shadow disappeared under his nose.

Mo San didn't panic either, if he could break it up once, he could break it up a second time.

At the moment, he immediately slammed his fist towards the previous figure, punching out, and the mist was blown away by them again.

The figure did not appear, Mo San was a little angry and kept punching.

The mist was continuously broken up, and then reunited, but Wang Yu's figure was never exposed, Mo San was a little irritated.

"Come out to me."

Mo San's punches are heavier and less effective.

After ten punches in a row, Mo San consumed most of his true essence, finally allowing him to see Wang Yu again.

Do not.

He didn't just see, but looked at Wang Yu, carrying the Azure Dragon Sword, and rushing towards him.

Although Mo San's true essence was consumed severely and his strength was somewhat compromised, he still had the strength of a great monk in the early days of the soul, but Wang Yu was just a cultivator in the Purple Mansion, and he did not take it seriously.

"Three talents in one, two yi divine sword, I am invincible."

Looking at Mo San's contempt, Wang Yu knew that the opportunity was coming.

Li Jiu used the strongest sword, yin and yang, and the combination of heaven, earth and man. Wang Yu's sword was extremely sharp.

"Looking for death!" When Wang Yu rushed forward, he still took the initiative to attack. Mo San thought it was an opportunity.

He used his skill, the true essence gathered on the five fingers, and the five fingers were bent and formed into claws. In a faint voice, there was the roar of a tiger.

"Tiger claws are invincible!"

With one claw, Mo San grabbed Wang Yu's Azure Dragon Sword. He was too confident in his claw skills, and he had grasped the ultimate magic weapon with his hands.

The Azure Dragon Sword in Wang Yu's hand was treated as a normal magic weapon.

However, when his fingers really touched the Azure Dragon Sword, he felt the sharpness and tenacity of the Azure Dragon Sword, which had reached the magic weapon level, and he could not scratch it.

Mo San's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to withdraw his palm, but realized that it was too late.

"Do not!"

The green dragon sword cut the tofu like a knife, pierced his hand, and then, under his astonished gaze, pierced his neck with his arm.

Mo San's primordial spirit quickly separated, before he could escape, Wang Yu flew over with a sword qi, dispersing his primordial spirit.

Mo San completely died under Wang Yu's sword.

...

Outside the big formation, Mo San made a screaming scream just short of time.

Zuo Qing and others trembled.

"Lao San!" Mo Da and Mo Er roared, before Zuo Qing could reply, they rushed into the big formation.

Compared with the middle stage of Mo Sanyuan Shen, Mo Er is the peak of the middle stage of the Yuanshen, and Mo Da has reached the latter stage of the Yuanshen, and the two rushed into the big formation with huge momentum.

The two of them broke in, before they even started, it caused a little shock in the big formation. Wang Yu, who had just killed Mo San, noticed the two of them before he could breathe, and quickly disappeared, controlling a large cloud of mist, and rushing to them.