Chapter 1582 Nine Days of Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation, Do You Want To...

Under Mo Yu's sky thunder array, and because Tian Heng and Li Yun cut off the backbone of the monsters, those monsters that attacked Qingyan City were afraid and began to retreat gradually.

"You control the sky thunder to chop the seven monsters." After Zhang Ziling confirmed the remaining seven ancient gods, he directly ordered Mo Yu to chop the seven monsters.

Although Mo Yu didn't know why Zhang Ziling asked him to attack the seven monsters alone, but Mo Yu had long wanted to try the power of the thunder formation. After Zhang Ziling opened his mouth, Mo Yu couldn't wait to control the power of the thunder formation. Tianlei struck at the seven monsters.

boom!

The thunder roared, and the thunder full of destructive aura fell from the sky, striking the seven monsters with precision.

The world was plunged into a sea of ​​thunder, and endless thunder and lightning swayed all around. Many monsters were smashed into coke by the violent thunder and lightning in the formation.

A strong smell of meat filled the space, and those monks who had already retreated to Qingyan City stared blankly at the thunder sea outside the city, their hearts were full of shock.

"Is this... is the strength of Master Mo Yu?" A group of strong men subconsciously looked at the sky, deeply remembering the man standing next to Zhang Ziling.

The endless sea of ​​thunder made everyone feel as if the end of the world was coming!

As for Zhang Ziling, everyone has completely regarded him as a god.

Even Master Mo Yu was able to show such strength, and Zhang Ziling didn't even make a move, just summoned two subordinates, and killed the ferocious demon tide...

The powerhouses in Qingyan City don't think that this is something that humans can do!

This time the monster tide may be the most serious monster tide in the history of Qingyan City, and Qingyan City is likely to fall and become a ruin.

But, just because of Zhang Ziling... the biggest demon tide this time was the one that the monks felt the most relaxed.

For a moment, the strong men felt ashamed of their previous actions.

While people were in a trance, the aura of the seven monsters struck by the sky lightning not only did not slump, but increased even more.

"This, this is?" Mo Yu looked at the seven monsters in shock, completely unable to believe what he saw.

Why is this monster getting more and more powerful?

Mo Yu does not believe in evil,

Immediately increased the output of the Thunder Array against the seven monsters, but found that his attack had no effect.

Mo Yu was a little frustrated for a while.

"Enough." Zhang Ziling said calmly.

Mo Yu thought that Zhang Ziling was very disappointed in him, and quickly said: "Give me one more chance, senior, and I will definitely chop those seven monsters into coke!"

"I'll give you ten more chances and you won't be able to do it." Zhang Ziling glanced at Mo Yu lightly and said.

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, Mo Yu's heart was ashamed, and he withdrew the thunder that was blasting at the seven monsters.

Mo Yu didn't expect that even seven ordinary monsters couldn't deal with the large killing array that he was proud of.

For a while, Mo Yu began to doubt his ability.

Seeing that Mo Yu was depressed, Zhang Ziling couldn't help saying, "It's not about your ability. They are not monsters. If you use the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Formation, you might be able to kill them."

"Nine, Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation?" Mo Yu stared at Zhang Ziling in a daze, the corners of his mouth twitched.

As a formation master who became famous by the Heavenly Thunder Formation, Mo Yu naturally knew what the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation was.

"Senior, that is the emperor-level killing formation created by the Devil Emperor himself, and it is infinitely powerful... Even if I have the formation diagram, with my attainments in the formation technique, I am afraid there is no way to form the nine-day purple thunder formation. Mo Yu shook his head and sighed, his eyes full of longing.

Now the formation map of the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation is in the formation guild, only the holy formation mages, and the holy formations that have made outstanding contributions to the formation guild are eligible to read it.

Now there are no more than three formation masters on the Xuanxiao Continent who can form the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation.

"Do you want to learn?"

"It is rumored that the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation...Eh? Senior, senior?" Mo Yu was still imagining the vast power of the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation, but then he froze and looked at Zhang Ziling in a daze, his mind was overwhelmed. blank.

Mo Yu thought he had heard wrong.

"The Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation is not a cherished killing formation, but you have done me such a big favor just now, and I can count it as giving you back a chance to end the cause and effect between us." Zhang Ziling carried his hands on his back, looking at the The monster said calmly.

The ancient god Zhang Ziling who was mixed in the group of monsters and beasts has all been locked, and now they are all under Zhang Ziling's control.

However, Zhang Ziling always felt that this matter was not as simple as imagined, and there should be an ancient god hiding behind the scenes.

After Zhang Ziling met the seven emperor-level ancient gods in Shenzhou on Jiuyao, Zhang Ziling knew that emperor-level powerhouses were nothing unusual for the ancient god forces, and even though there were ten ancient gods who came to attack Qingyan City There are two emperors, but there is not a particularly strong character.

Zhang Ziling still doesn't want to relax his vigilance, in other words...

Zhang Ziling can't make a move yet, so he has to use other people's hands to deal with those ancient gods.

The advantage of the killing array is that it can ignore the realm of the array mage and the enemy, even a low-level monk, if he is a holy-level array mage... can still kill a saint!

It is enough for Mo Yu to use the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation to deal with those ancient gods.

Mo Yu still thought he was dreaming and slapped himself hard, but the burning pain on his face made Mo Yu wake up.

"Senior, are you joking? The Nine Heavens Tribulation Thunder Formation is in the formation guild, and ordinary people don't have it..."

"Looking good."

Zhang Ziling carried it on his back with one hand, and quickly drew in the void with one hand, while traces of purple thunder surged at Zhang Ziling's fingertips, and a small formation quickly manifested in the air.

Mo Yu was dumbfounded and froze.

The small formation diagram Zhang Ziling drew is similar to the basic structure of the Tianlei formation diagram, but it is infinitely more complicated than the Tianlei formation!

Even if Mo Yu hadn't seen the formation diagram of the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation, he could guarantee that the formation diagram drawn by Zhang Ziling...even the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation!

"Really, is it really the Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Tribulation Formation?" Mo Yu stammered to himself.

For formation masters, the formation map is a treasure as precious as life. Mo Yu did not expect Zhang Ziling to draw the treasure of the formation guild in front of him like this.

Mo Yu immediately understood what Zhang Ziling's actions were, and quickly knelt down to Zhang Ziling, and said loudly: "Master, please be respectful!"

Zhang Ziling gave him the map, he is his mentor!

"You are not qualified to be my apprentice yet." Zhang Ziling moved the completed formation in front of Mo Yu, "I'll give you a quarter of an hour to reproduce the same large killing formation as just now according to the formation."

"Don't worry about all the materials you need, you just need to reproduce it, and I will help you correct the mistakes."

When Zhang Ziling said these words, Mo Yu's body shook suddenly, his eyes were full of shock.

grunt!

Mo Yu swallowed slightly, looked at Zhang Ziling with a trembling body, and suddenly felt his mouth and tongue dry.

What is this... for?

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