Chapter 601： In the bag?

Chapter 601 What is in the bag?

At this moment, not only Daoist Qiankun is unbelievable, but also Tantai Xuanzhong, and all the high-level executives of the Ten Veins of Immortal Sect!

You must know that the method of using the spirit to form an array has been lost since ancient times!

And now? They witnessed Tan Yun, in a very short period of time, arranged a formation with spiritual power, and broke the attack of the nine-turn of the beast soul - the sword of shocking blood!

When the high-level officials couldn't believe it, the eyes of the two million Xianmen disciples changed when they looked at Tan Yun!

They never imagined that Tan Yun just arranged a formation, and then he broke the art of calming the veins of the beast soul!

"Eldest brother is mighty!"

"Elder Brother, we adore you..."

"Hahaha, the senior brother is really amazing. Before, senior brother Huangfu defeated the ancient soul lineage's art of calming the veins, but now the senior brother has easily broken the beast soul lineage's way of restraining the veins!"

"In this way, with the formation method just now, Senior Brother, can't we defeat the powerhouses of other veins..."

At this moment, the more than 13,000 disciples of the meritorious line are almost paying homage to Tan Yun.

In fact, only Tan Yun knew that the devouring star formation that was condensed just now was only effective for Zhu Ruolin's blood-shattering sword.

At this time, Daoist Qiankun on the pavilion, and the elders of Xianmen, who were in the formation, closed their eyes one after another, recalling in their minds, Tan Yun just performed the process of swallowing the star formation, and wanted to peep at the steps of how to arrange it.

However, it is a pity that it is nowhere to be found, and it is simply impossible to understand how Tan Yun did it...

On the high platform of the No. 3 Holy Soul, the nine disciples of the Beast Soul lineage were devastated and severely beaten!

They were proud of the nine-turn Beast Soul, but Tan Yun easily destroyed it.

Afterwards, the nine people gave up the confrontation with Tan Yun...

Night falls.

Today, there are still formations and holy souls that have not yet compared with the meritorious veins.

The Holy Soul Taoist got up with a gloomy face and announced: "The next is the battle between the formation and the meritorious blood."

Hearing this, the ten disciples of the formation led by Martial Buddha Heart swept up the No. 3 Holy Soul High Platform.

In addition to Wu Buddha's high fighting spirit, the other nine felt that there was nothing they could do when facing Tan Yun.

The nine people knew that Tan Yun could easily defeat himself with his speed.

At this time, Taoist Qiankun, who had been disdainful of Tan Yun before, got up with a smile and looked down at Tan Yun, "I have only heard that Tan Xiaoyou's alchemy skills are against the sky, and he is already a holy alchemist. The attainment is also quite deep!"

"Tan Xiaoyou, if you have free time in the future, why don't you come and sit in the old hall?"

Tan Yun sneered and said, "Is this junior familiar to you? Why, let this junior go to sit down, do you want to teach you the technique of using the spirit to form a formation? Hehe, let alone the junior who doesn't have time, even if he does, the junior can play the piano to the cow! "

Hearing this, Dao Qiankun was so angry that his face was flushed and his nose was crooked, "Tan Yun kid, you are shameless!"

Tan Yun spread his hands, "Junior has a face, do I need you to give it? You only have two faces. Wouldn't you lose face if you gave it to this junior?"

"You, you..." Qiankun Dao was speechless, waved his robe sleeves, and said sternly: "Tan Yun Xiaoer, this chief wanted me to be a disciple of Buddha's heart and spare your life, since you don't know what to do, then you die. You deserve it!"

"Don't you just know how to use the spirit to form a formation! What's so great, does this mean that you are a respected formation master!"

"This chief tells you, my disciple is Buddha's heart, that is a high-level respected formation master, you are dead!"

Daoist Qiankun's words were like a blockbuster thrown into everyone's minds, causing their heads to buzz.

The disciples looked at Wu Buddha's heart in disbelief, and couldn't help exclaiming:

"What? Wu Fuxin is young, and he is already a high-level noble formation master? This **** is too awesome. With his formation skills, he can already be an elder of the Xianmen formation!"

"Isn't this bullying Tan Yun? That's the equivalent of the elders of the Xianmen formation tyrannizingly abused Tan Yun!"

"Although Martial Buddha's heart does not have the strength of an elder, is it not easy for him to arrange a high-grade honorable formation and destroy ten Tan Yun?"

At this time, the disciples of the meritorious line could not help but retort:

"What are you forcing one by one? Our senior brother will not give Wufoxin a chance to set up a sword formation, so he will be destroyed!"

"That's right, a group of people who eat melons, besides talking about soldiers on paper, what else do they know?"

When the disciples were expressing their opinions, only Mu Mengji, Huangfu Yu, and Zhong Wu Shiyao and Xue Ziyan, who were dressed as men in the same line of meritorious deeds, laughed inappropriately.

On the pavilion, Shen Subing also pursed her lips and smiled.

The five women know clearly, not to mention that Martial Buddha Heart is a high-level respected formation master, even if the formation skills are a holy-level respected formation master, then Tan Yun will in turn abuse him!

"Quiet!" The Holy Spirit Taoist said solemnly: "Now this chief announces the start of the competition!"

When the words fell, the crowd fell silent, and the sound of falling needles could be heard.

Wu Fo was deeply afraid that Tan Yun would not give him the opportunity to set up a sword formation, so his extremely despicable footsteps Feijian, from the third holy soul platform, Yujian suspended outside the second holy soul platform.

Then, the Qiankun Ring flickered frequently between his fingers, and a flying sword flew out of the Qiankun Ring. A total of 360 flying swords were suspended above Tan Yun's head.

But he was slow to jump on the No. 2 Holy Soul High Platform.

He was using the gray area of ​​the Dabi rules to make up his mind. First, he arranged the sword array, and then entered the No. 2 Holy Soul High Platform to kill Tan Yun!

Looking at this scene, the disciples of the meritorious line couldn't help cursing: "Martial Buddha Heart, are you shameless?"

"Can you be any more shameless!"

Wu Buddha's heart was cheeky and turned a deaf ear, and then from the Qiankun Ring, he sacrificed a thirty-six-foot-high formation foundation and flew around Tan Yun.

At this moment, Tan Yun smiled, "The surnamed Wu, come and come, you can come up and set up the formation, you can rest assured of the time Grandpa gave you."

Wu Buddha smiled and said: "Tan Yun, you dare to speak up when you are about to die, I will beat you to death later!"

Wu Buddha said in his heart, and shouted: "Dong Illusion Sword Lore Array - Kai!"

Immediately, the thirty-six formation bases erupted into a light curtain of hundreds of meters, covering the No. 2 Holy Soul High Platform.

Almost at the same time, when the three hundred and sixty flying swords in the void entered the sword formation, the sword formation fluctuated and swallowed Tan Yun!

At this moment, the scene on the No. 2 Holy Soul High Platform can no longer be seen outside.

Taoist Qiankun looked at Martial Buddha's heart, his eyes became more and more cold, and he commanded without hesitation: "Teacher, don't give him the opportunity to escape from the high platform of the Holy Spirit, and give the teacher to destroy him!"

Wu Buddha was in high spirits, "Master, don't worry, this disciple will kill this humiliating thing!"

"Hahaha, Tan Yun, you are dead today!" Wufo laughed heartily, holding a sword in his right hand, and his figure swept into the illusory sword lore formation of the cave!

In his opinion, taking Tan Yungou's life in the sword formation is as simple as taking something out of a bag!