Eternal Reverence

"The Fengyun Tyrant Body contains the ultimate changes in strength and softness, which is really amazing."

On this day, Li Fuchen's powerful body finally reached its peak.

The dark and ink-like Fengyun domineering energy wrapped around the body was like a living creature, constantly squirming and rolling.

With one punch, the void trembled twice in succession, and its power was actually stronger than the Nine Dragon Claw.

Of course, Fengyun Baqi is mainly for defense, so Fengyun Baqi cannot leave the body too much. It can only fight in close combat, and the attack range is far worse than that of Nine Dragon Claws.

"There are Nine Dragon Claws in the middle range, Red Dust Tribulation in the short range, and Fengyun Tyrant Body in the short range. This is truly invulnerable."

Li Fuchen had a smile on his face.

The warriors of the Rebirth Realm whose strength is comparable to the masters of the Fighting Spirit Realm can easily attack at a range of dozens of miles. However, those are true energy warriors, while the body refining warriors can only reach about a few miles, and the attack must be a spirit attack, such as Li Fuchen's Nine Dragon Claws. It can be considered a peak attack within five miles. Beyond five miles, the power will drop sharply. The Red Dust Tribulation is only about a hundred meters away, and the Fengyun Tyrant Body will lose most of its power beyond ten meters.

From the southeast of the Red Rainbow Mountains, a large group of high-level warriors from the Reborn Realm came galloping towards them, numbering between five and six hundred people.

"Another batch?"

Li Fuchen looked over.

Soon, these warriors appeared outside the Red Rainbow Mountains.

"Li Fuchen, you have disrupted the order of the White Scale Continent, come with us!"

The two leaders were obviously two king-level disciples, and their aura was quite extraordinary, far surpassing that of Bai Lingshuang and Sikong Zhan.

"Who are you?"

Li Fuchen had already guessed who the other party was, but still wanted to confirm.

"Shadow Palace!"

"Star Tower!"

The two king-level disciples said proudly.

"really."

Li Fuchen raised his eyebrows.

Like Xuankong Mountain, Shadow Palace and Star Tower are both emperor-level forces, and can be said to be the uncrowned king of the White Scale Continent.

"If you have this strength, what if I come with you?"

Li Fuchen smiled faintly.

"Stubborn, set up a formation."

While the two king-level disciples were talking, the high-level warriors from the Rebirth Realm behind them all flew over and formed two large formations.

Shadow battle formation, two hundred and seventy people fighting in the formation.

There are 280 people fighting in the Xiaoxingxiu battle formation.

"Li Fuchen, there is still a chance to capture him now." A voice came from the battle formation that showed a faint shadow.

"Take action!"

Li Fuchen's eyes burst with light.

"Virtual Shadow Sky Curtain!"

The first to attack was the Phantom Battle Formation.

The phantom battle formation in the Shadow Palace is no longer an ordinary level battle formation. It comes with battle formation skills. Only a group of phantoms can be seen. With the phantom battle formation as the center, it spreads in all directions. In the blink of an eye, it covers a radius of a hundred miles. Inside, everything became hazy, as if covered with an opaque veil.

Buzz!

In the phantom, the phantom battle formation instantly appeared behind Li Fuchen, and a phantom tentacle struck hard.

"A battle formation with more than 200 people is indeed extraordinary. Not only does it have its own battle formation skills, but it can also be moved over long distances." Li Fuchen narrowed his eyes and lamented the terror of the emperor-level forces.

The people setting up the formation at the moment are only high-level cultivators of the Reborn Realm. If they were high-level cultivators of the Dou Ling Realm, wouldn't they be able to compete with the Yuan Hai Realm King?

It can be said that the battle formation takes advantage of the number of people. The premise is that the battle formation is high enough.

For any emperor-level disciple, it would take a lot of energy to deal with the phantom battle formation. Unfortunately, Li Fuchen is not as simple as an ordinary emperor-level disciple.

His spiritual consciousness has reached the level of Yuan Hai Realm. With a single thought, he can clearly see the movement trajectory of the phantom battle formation. There is no secret at all.

In other words, the battle formation skill Shadow Canopy is ineffective against him.

Turning around, punching, the nine-headed dragon roared with vigor, and collided with the tentacles.

boom!

The tentacles tore apart, and the phantom battle formation retreated more than a mile.

"What, defeated the phantom battle formation."

In the Little Star Battle Formation, the king-level disciple was surprised.

The number of people in the phantom battle formation is ten less than that of the Xiaoxingxiu battle formation, and its power is slightly inferior. However, the phantom battle formation is very flexible and unpredictable. Li Fuchen can not only defend it perfectly, but also defeat the phantom battle with one punch. Array.

"Amazing, the battle formation didn't collapse."

This was the first time that Li Fuchen failed to defeat the battle formation with one move.

In the past, he could defeat those battle formations with one move without having to go all out.

"Come again."

Li Fuchen was happy to have someone as his opponent. The Nine-Headed Dragon became more energetic and caught up with the phantom battle formation.

Boom boom boom...

One person at a time, fighting madly.

Generally speaking, Li Fuchen had an absolute advantage. Every time he made a move, the phantom battle array would retreat violently, leaving him with not many opportunities to counterattack.

Inside the phantom battle formation, the thin-lipped king-level disciple gnashed his teeth. The combined strength of two hundred and seventy people could not defeat Li Fuchen. How strong was this person?

Li Fuchen could withstand the hard fight again and again, but the phantom battle formation could no longer bear it. Everyone inside felt that their true energy was a little stagnant. This was because the power circulation of the battle formation was not smooth enough.

Two hundred and seventy people are always two hundred and seventy people, not integrated. In this regard, a battle formation can never compare to a pure formation.

"Not yet."

The thin-lipped king-level disciple shouted towards the small star formation.

"Take action."

The small constellation battle formation was like a swarm of stars, sweeping over them.

Crackling!

The nine-headed dragon spirit that enveloped Li Fuchen shook.

Compared with the Phantom Battle Formation, the Little Star Battle Formation is not flexible enough, but in terms of power, it surpasses the Phantom Battle Formation.

Facing two battle formations alone, Li Fuchen was not afraid, raised his fist and punched out.

The two battle formations were like rubber balls, constantly being knocked away and pushed back.

"Damn it."

The faces of the two king-level disciples who were leading the battle formation were not very good. Although Li Fuchen's attacks were basically evenly distributed by the power of the battle formation, the pressure they endured was not great, but they continued to withstand the attacks. The circulation of the array's power is obviously not as smooth as before.

"Little Star Divine Light!"

The stars in the small constellation battle formation were bright, and a thick divine light shot towards Li Fuchen.

Tear!

Li Fuchen grabbed it out with one claw, and the divine light was torn apart.

"Mortal calamity!"

Seizing an opportunity, Li Fuchen blasted the small star formation with a catastrophic force from the mortal world.

Click!

A crack appeared on the surface of the Xiaoxingxiu battle formation, and several of the disciples from the outer sect of the Xingxiu Tower vomited blood.

The tribulation power of the mortal world is extremely permeable. At first, the battle formation operated smoothly, but Li Fuchen's tribulation power of the mortal world could not penetrate. Now that the battle formation was stagnant, Li Fuchen's tribulation power of the mortal world found every opportunity and finally injured several members of the outer sects of the Star Tower. disciple.

As these disciples from the outer sect of Xingxiu Pagoda were injured, the flaws in the small Xingxiu battle array became even greater, and the twinkling stars became somewhat distorted and became extremely unstable.

"Fengyunzhen!"

Li Fuchen punched the Xiaoxingxiu battle formation again, this time using the Fengyun Domination move.

Click, click, click!

In the Little Star Battle Formation, more disciples from the outer sect of the Star Tower vomited blood, and the battle formation was finally on the verge of collapse.

From behind, a long phantom tentacle struck, but it was the phantom battle formation that came to the rescue.

"You're the one I've been waiting for!"

Surrounded by Fengyun's domineering energy as dark as ink, Li Fuchen deliberately withstood the tentacle blow, then turned around and punched the phantom battle formation, causing the tribulation power of the mortal world to spread out.

Compared to the Little Star Battle Formation, the Phantom Battle Formation was even worse. Less than half of the battle formation collapsed, and everything within a hundred miles radius became clear.