PFC Chapter 586
Chapter 586
Some Longmen disciples in the base ran out from inside after feeling this breath, but when they saw it was Lan Yulong.
Immediately, he withered down, not daring to step forward at all, and not daring to take care of this matter.
After all, they were from the Longmen headquarters.
They are just ordinary disciples in a southwestern division, and their status and status are not comparable at all, not to mention that Lan Yulong's cultivation is so strong that they are not an existence that they can match at all.
Even if it is rushed up, it will not have any effect.
"Zhao Sen, this guy has lost his temper, what should we do?"
Ye Wusheng was calm on the surface, but he was extremely flustered inside.
This is not good news for them. As the deacon of Longmen Headquarters, Lan Yulong has the absolute power of life and death, not to mention his tyrannical cultivation.
In other words, even if he killed people from the Southwest Division, Jiang Han and Deputy Governor Zhou would never dare to say no more.
"Nothing to do, it's over!"
Zhao Sen said lightly.
He didn't take this so-called Lan Yulong seriously.
What about refining gods?
Why is he afraid?
"beat?"
Ye Wusheng was stunned, and murmured to Zhao Sen: "Zhao Sen, Deputy Commander Zhao, what should we hit? Even if the two of us are tied together, I'm afraid it won't be worth an arm."
"No, I can do it myself!"
Zhao Sen smiled lightly.
The sole of his foot suddenly took a step forward, and the aura of the tenth layer of Nascent Soul burst out from his body, and touched the aura in Lan Yulong's body at an extremely fast speed.
boom!
Two powerful auras collided at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, an invisible impact surged and spread between the two.
Under this force, Zhao Sen was knocked back dozens of steps, his arms began to tremble faintly, and there was a burst of sweetness in his throat.
But Zhao Sen endured all of this.
"Zhao Sen!"
Ye Wusheng ran over quickly, reaching out his hand to stop Zhao Sen from retreating, but he didn't have time at all.
"I'm fine!"
Zhao Sen stretched out his hand to stop Ye Wusheng from moving.
Ye Wusheng didn't continue to move forward.
"The mayfly shakes the tree, beyond its own power!"
Lan Yulong looked at Zhao Sen and Ye Wusheng with disdain on his face.
His cultivation base is well-known in the entire Southwest Division, and even more invincible. In his eyes, Zhao Sen and Ye Wusheng are like two ants, without any threat.
"Aren't you overthinking yourself, you'll know soon!"
Zhao Sen took a deep breath.
With both hands in front of his body, he quickly pinched the formula, and at the same time as the formula was formed, a majestic force rose up around Lan Yulong's body.
Lan Yulong was tightly surrounded by those seals like shackles.
"Formation?"
"Your formation is indeed very strong. If it weren't for your lack of cultivation, I'm afraid I would really be afraid of you a lot. It's a pity that your good luck and cultivation will come to an end here."
Lan Yulong looked at Zhao Sen contemptuously, and didn't take the formation around him seriously for a while.
With one hand clenched into a fist, he punched at the formation set up by Zhao Sen.
boom!
A dull voice resounded around the perimeter of Longmen Base.
The formation that Zhao Sen arranged was exploded by Lan Yulong's power in an instant, and then turned into fragments scattered all around.
"So strong!"
"It broke through with one punch."
Ye Wusheng gasped.
He has never seen a master in the realm of refining the gods, and this is the first time he has seen a strong man in the realm of refining the gods make a move. The formation that seems indestructible to him is like a thin piece of paper in front of the realm of refining the gods.
There is no resistance.
"Any means, in the face of absolute power, become useless!"
Lan Yulong said lightly.
Zhao Sen let out a muffled snort, obviously receiving some shock force, but his face didn't change much.
Because he knows it all too well.
Relying solely on the power of this ordinary formation, it is impossible to deal with this master of refining the gods.
"Not always!"
Zhao Sen stepped on the ground suddenly, with one hand and two fingers, drawing golden lines in the air, which exploded with the breath on his body.
Above the sky, the originally clear sky suddenly became gloomy.
There is an illusion of dark clouds pressing down on the environment.
It's like trying to flatten the entire mountain.
"Use the hand as a guide, and the sky as a symbol!"
When Lan Yulong saw this scene, his eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.
Ye Wusheng on the side was even more stunned.
He thought he had investigated Zhao Sen clearly, but when he saw this scene, he didn't know what to say at all.
Talisman teacher!
And it's top notch.
Completely freed from the shackles of paper, he can freely outline powerful forces between the heaven and the earth. This is the real talisman master.
Compared with formations, talismans are more powerful.
It can even be regarded as an enhanced and reduced version of the formation, but its power can be increased several times.
"go with!"
Soon, the talisman in Zhao Sen's hand was completely outlined, and he slapped the talisman heavily with his palm, blending the entire talisman into the sky.
"Are you a talisman master?"
Lan Yulong was extremely surprised at this moment.
He was even more surprised than when he found out that Zhao Sen was an array mage.
Although formation masters are difficult to cultivate, there are still many formation masters in the hidden world, and even spread across every sect and force.
But the power of this talisman is completely different.
Talismans are extremely difficult to cultivate, among ordinary monks, there is not one out of ten.
Even among a hundred people, there may not be one who can practice talismans, and Zhao Sen actually possesses the power of talismans.
The most important thing is not only the talisman, but also the formation and cultivation base.
Among the same age, they are all extremely powerful existences.
No one can even surpass him.
It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a genius among geniuses.
Just when everyone was in astonishment, a huge palm suddenly appeared from the dark cloud, and then fell towards Lan Yulong below.
The speed of the palm falling was very fast, causing gusts of wind.
The most important thing is to cover the sky and block out the sun, with a huge momentum, like a meteorite, sweeping countless forces, and crashing down.
Cover the entire Longmen base.
Let them clearly feel the strength of this power.
"I'll go, this... Is this still a human?"
Ye Wusheng stared blankly at the rapidly falling palm in the sky. He had no doubt that as long as he stood under this palm, he would definitely not be able to hold on for a second.
It can be photographed into meat paste on the spot.
And it's just the breath, the ground covered by the palm is full of smoke and dust, just like a sandstorm.