Invincible Leveling King

When the high-level spiritual veins appeared, the black-clothed old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes fixed on the ninth-order spiritual veins, and a flash of joy flashed, "I can't think of it, I really can't think of it, a mythical city uses high-level spiritual veins as its eyes. , if the old man can grab this ninth-order spiritual vein and live for hundreds of thousands of years, it will no longer be a problem!"

The old man in black tore open the void and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Mythical City is thousands of miles away.

The three old men with the same appearance also set their eyes on the high-level spiritual veins.

"Brother, we have come to the right place."

"Unexpectedly, the rumors outside are true, this mythology building really has a high-level spiritual vein, and it is still a ninth-order spiritual vein, it is not worth our time to break through this time!"

"The high-level spiritual veins appear, let's set off, and save many nights and long dreams!"

The three brothers also tore open the void.

This scene keeps appearing.

The rippling aura of the high-level spiritual veins, reaching their level, can easily be felt. This is equivalent to a round of the sun in the dark night. The more conspicuous it is, the more conspicuous it is, and it is difficult not to be noticed.

"Boom~~"

Outside the mythical city!

A true disciple, the Holy Son, joined forces to attack the eighteen pillars.

No matter how they take action, the formation is as stable as Mount Tai, with eighteen high-level spiritual veins swimming freely. not affected by them.

Each of their attacks can kill intermediate-level loose immortals and damage high-level loose immortals. Facing the eighteen pillars, he was helpless.

"This must be a ninth-level formation!"

The Son of Blood is proficient in formations. After some bombardment, he could not help frowning.

"Ninth-level formation, how is it possible!"

"Ninth-level formations, first-grade sects, or superpowers, can only have formations, how can a mythical city have it!"

As soon as the words of the Son of Blood Sea came out, many people began to refute.

"I agree with Holy Son of Blood Sea, if this is not a ninth-level formation. With our attack, even if it is a seventh-level formation, we can break it in an instant!" Tian Juezhen's face was solemn.

Each of them is a master in the sect, and it is obviously not difficult for so many people to shoot together and blast a formation.

But now, they have a lot of incense time to make a move, and a lot of real energy has been consumed, and the formation has always remained motionless. This is not a good sign.

"Don't forget, everyone, it's not surprising that there is a ninth-level formation for the external auction of the Mythology Building." Long Aotian suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, "And. Have you seen these eighteen pillars, if not Guessed wrong. Each one represents a high-level spiritual vein, and eighteen high-level spiritual veins are used as the base of the formation. Unless it is an immortal shot, otherwise."

There was no expression on Long Aotian's face. He was shocked and cursed, "This damn Lin Fei, how can he have a ninth-level formation? Did he get it from the secret vault? With this ninth-level formation, do you have to go home empty-handed?"

Nine-level formation, eighteen high-level spiritual veins.

This formation is no longer something they can blast away.

They came all the way, and the high-level spiritual veins were seen, but if they didn't return empty-handed, they asked themselves that they couldn't do it.

The high-level spiritual veins must be brought back.

"Let's attack one of the pillars collectively, I don't believe that this formation can't be broken!"

People are actually not happy.

When someone raised it, they immediately shot together and attacked one of the pillars. Soon, they were frustrated again, and the pillar remained motionless.

In this world, what is the most depressing thing is undoubtedly the one in front of you.

The high-level spiritual veins can be seen clearly. The distance is only one step away, but this crucial step can never be taken. The saddest thing is this.

The true disciple, the holy son, lost again and again.

The onlookers looked at each other in dismay.

A mythical building has a ninth-level formation, and also uses eighteen high-level spiritual veins to form a formation. Does this mean that they have to work in vain?

"The ninth-level formation, can't it be broken?"

"I'm afraid the angels will make a move!"

"It's too domineering. No wonder Mythic City has been so calm until now. It turns out that there are ninth-level formations, and it is really extravagant to use high-level spiritual veins to form formations!"

Many people began to feel emotional.

The Shinhwa Building, which was originally waiting to be slaughtered, suddenly showed a powerful side, and it was impossible not to be surprised.

"Lin Fei, come out for me."

Jian Chi Shengzi made several shots, the formation could not be opened, and he was almost going crazy. This Lin Fei was more difficult to deal with than expected, but at the same time he wanted to capture the opponent back.

High-level spiritual veins, used to form formations, are extravagant, too extravagant.

As soon as the sword idiot stopped, the rest of the people also stopped.

"Several, why don't you continue to do it!"

Above the hood, a projection appeared, it was Lin Fei, with a smile.

To others, Lin Fei's smile was simply provocative.

"Lin Fei, open the formation and surrender!" The Blood Sea Saint Child stabbed at the projection with his eyes like lightning, and his heart was full of anger.

This gaze shot from the middle of the projection, but it couldn't hurt Lin Fei in the slightest.

"Surrender? You have a funny head!" Lin Fei laughed, "You are the most funny holy son I have ever seen. I really doubt how you became a holy son!"

The Blood Sea Saint Child's face turned black, "You have the ability to hide in it for the rest of your life!"

Seeing that the Son of Blood was deflated, everyone could not help but pay attention to Lin Fei.

"You are Lin Fei, you are very courageous." Jian Chi Shengzi's eyes were sharp, "I advise you to open the formation, I can protect you from death, otherwise, you will be a traitor of Jian Shenmen!"

Lin Fei rolled his eyes, "You said I was a traitor? Did you say it, or did the Sword God Sect say it?"

How could the Holy Son of Jianchi be frightened by a sentence, "This is the opinion of Jianshenmen, you colluded with the demons and mutilated your compatriots, as long as you surrender voluntarily, I can speak for you in front of the elders, and you will not die!"

The Sword Sacred Son is about to become a Heavenly Immortal, and the Swordsman Sacred Child is even more confident. Even if the Sword God Sect elders know that, in the face of the Heavenly Immortal Sword God, wouldn't he agree to clean up one?

Jian Shenmen's opinion?

Lin Fei didn't believe it, I'm afraid it was you who represented the Sword God Sect.

"Hey, I suddenly remembered that I haven't eaten yet, so you can continue." Lin Fei's projection disappeared, and eighteen high-level spiritual veins flowed again.

What a big shelf!

Everyone did not expect that this Lin Fei was so disrespectful that he still had the heart to eat at this time? Is it really confident?

"Boom~~"

Above the sky, a huge vortex suddenly appeared.

"The high-level spiritual veins belong to this old man!"

In the vortex, there was an excited voice, and one raised his hand to grab the eighteen high-level spiritual veins, but chose to ignore the eighteen pillars instead.

When this giant hand appeared, everyone's face changed greatly, especially the Son of God.

"The old monster of the half-step fairy!" (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )