Chapter 95 Want to retreat? Too late!

  The six powerful clans all came out and attacked the Dragon Clan, but time and time again, they couldn't even break through the entrance of their valley!

  All parties' strong observers were shocked by the great formation set up by Long Qingtian, and also had a psychology of disdain for the six parties, especially the Martial God Temple.

  Many powerful individuals looked at the Six Parties with eyes full of ridicule.

  The Azure Continent has been ruled by the Six Sects for many years. Many of their disciples rely on the power of the Six Sects, acting tyrannically and domineeringly, often not putting other sects or families in their eyes.

  These families and sects naturally felt displeased in their hearts.

  Now they can see Li Pai eating humble pie, and naturally they feel very pleased in their hearts.

  "Send five more Saints?!" When Tongtian Sword Sect's leader, Wang Feng and others heard Zhuo Chang's words, their faces turned strange and they hesitated.

  Ninety saint-level cultivators can't break through someone's grand formation, but one hundred and twenty can?!!

  They were originally full of confidence, but after being hit again and again, they have already begun to doubt.

  Zhuo often observed the facial expressions and knew what Wang Feng and others were thinking. He said in a cold tone, "No matter how powerful an array is, its power has a limit. When it withstands attacks to a certain extent, it will definitely break! If you have a better way to break this array, you can also suggest it!"

  Wang Feng and others fell silent for a moment.

  Indeed, they have no other choice but this.

  What is this Ice Soul South Departed Array? They had never even heard of it before, so naturally they didn't know any way to break it. Besides attacking and breaking through, there was no other method.

  Finally, the five great masters of Tongtian Sword Sect, led by Wang Feng, agreed to send out another five Saint-level powerhouses.

  "Master, what are we going to do now?" At this time, Zi Tian Long Huang turned his head and asked Long Qing Tian.

  Long Jing Tian once said that this Bing Jue Nan Li Tai Ming array can withstand ten times the attack, but now the opponent has dispatched 120 Holy-level strongmen!

  Long Jing Tian gazed at the numerous Saint-level powerhouses of the six factions standing high above the entrance of Long Yan Valley, and slowly said: "It's time to reap the victory!"

  Reap victory?!!

  Zitian Longhuang was taken aback for a moment, and then Long Jingtian said to Zitian Longhuang, "You three, follow me into the Bingpo Nanli Taoming Array!"

  Long Jing Tian finished speaking, and then flew into the Ice Coffin South Departed Array.

  Zitian Long Huang was overjoyed, and Ao Zhi and Ao Wujie respectfully followed suit. They all flew together and landed in the middle of Bingpo Nanli Taoming Array.

  Zhuo Chang, Wang Feng and others were about to send another thirty Saint-level strongmen to join the attack when they suddenly saw Long Jing Tian, Zi Tian Long Huang and four others fly into the Ice Abyss of Nan Li Taoming Array, leaving them stunned.

  At this time, Long Jing Tian looked at Zhuo Chang and the others, coldly saying: "Now, I will let you see the true power of Bing Po Nan Li's Tai Ming Formation!"

  The people around were stunned.

  What is true power?!!

  Wasn't it just now, the true power of Bing Jue Nan Li's Tai Ming Formation?!

  Zhuo Chang's face changed, and a sudden surge of ominous feeling rose in his heart. He looked at the six saints standing above the entrance of Longyan Valley and involuntarily shouted: "Retreat! All of you retreat!"

  However, he had just finished speaking when Long Jing Tian, Zi Tian Long Huang, Long Huang Ao Zhi and Taishang Laojun Ao Wuji continuously pinched some strange hand gestures and punched out a series of strange symbols.

  When these symbols fell into the Ice Soul South Departure Array, suddenly, the entire Ice Soul South Departure Array became turbulent. No, it was more like a commotion to Zhan Xiang and others.

  After the commotion, a terrifying force that made people feel heart-pounding destructive power suddenly erupted from the ground like a flood.

  Then, waves of cyan and white gold light suddenly filled the entire Ice Jade South Li Taoming Array like a tide.

  In the eyes of the six saints, the green and white golden light below the valley was dazzling.

  Scorching heat!

  The cold air pierces through my bones!

  When these holy-level powerhouses heard Zhuo Chang's urgent shout, they were shocked in their hearts and wanted to fly away quickly. However, the cyan and white-gold light suddenly shot towards them like a burst of sunlight.

  These holy-level powerhouses panicked and hastily attacked towards the cyan and white light, trying to block it.

  However, they immediately saw these cyan and white glows instantly piercing through their fist auras, their knife auras, their sword auras, and their axe auras, before shooting towards them.

  In almost the blink of an eye, the cyan and white gold light struck their bodies.

  Only when these cyan rays hit their bodies, like a divine sword's sharp blade, they pierced through from their backs and shot into the high sky.

  And white gold is no exception.

  These saint-level powerhouses only felt a pain in their chest, lowered their heads, and saw the cavity on their chest, but there was no blood. Next to the cavity, a faint cyan flame was burning or a layer of white gold ice crystals had formed!

  No!

  Suddenly, someone let out a sharp cry, this was the cry before death!

  Then, from a distance, the strong men of various factions saw that these six holy-level strongmen above the entrance of Longyan Valley fell from high altitude, no, they plummeted down!

  One, two, three!

  Four, five, six...

  Everyone stared at this strange and terrifying scene in shock!

  In just a few breaths, more than a dozen Saint-level powerhouses from the six factions fell to the ground and never moved again.

  When the distant onlookers from various factions came back to their senses, their eyes couldn't conceal the shock in their hearts.

  A dozen or so Saint-level powerhouses actually died just like that?!

  "This is a Saint-level powerhouse, the pinnacle of power on the Sky Blue Continent, aside from God-level powerhouses. The central pillar of strength for a super-large sect, and yet... he's actually dead!"

  "This...this can't be true?!" Some of the stronger family members couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

  The scene before his eyes gave him a kind of dreamlike unreality.

  But just as he finished speaking, someone beside him slapped him in the face.

  "Why did you hit me?!" He turned his head in anger.

  The one who slapped him muttered to himself: "Since it hurts, then it's real!"

  Zhuo suddenly saw that the six factions had instantly fallen, with over a dozen Saint-level powerhouses among them, including three from the Wu Shen Temple. He was shocked and enraged, shouting: "Everyone retreat!" At the same time, he flew forward, his hands waving, as tens of thousands of sword lights appeared around his body, fiercely attacking Long Jing Tian and the four Purple Heaven Dragon Emperors.

  Long Jing Tian sneered coldly, "Want to retreat? Too late!" As he finished speaking, his hands moved swiftly, and the three of them - Zi Tian Long Huang, Bing Po Nan Li, and Tai Ming - all accelerated their Ice Soul Array.

  Ice soul departs from the southern extremity of the vast and dark array, radiating a brilliant light that stretches for ten thousand feet.

  Zhuo's constant million sword edges struck down on it, and he was shocked to see that these sword edges suddenly ignited into flames, while others suddenly turned into shattered ice, condensing in mid-air!

  Then, the miserable cry sounded again.

  Six more Saint-level powerhouses fell from the sky.

  Zhuo Chang looked on as another Sheng-level strongman from the Wu Shen Temple fell, his eyes bloodshot. He roared at Wang Feng and others of the Tongtian Sword Sect who were still stunned: "All of you, get out together and break this damn array!"

  Now, the six factions' Saint-level powerhouses are all trapped above the Ice Abyss's South Li Taoming Array. If the array is not broken, Zhuo Chang knows that it's likely that ninety percent of the six factions' Saint-level powerhouses will perish!

  His heart was bleeding. This is a holy-level powerhouse, the Martial God Temple cultivates a holy-level powerhouse, how many years, how much effort, how many elixirs, and how many Tiancai can cultivate one?!