In the court, on the execution platform.

The barbarian dragon in the center had a peak momentum of the ninth level, and it completely exploded.

He glanced at Wen Zilong, and his eyes were full of disdain.

There was endless disdain in his tone:

"Dare to touch my disciple of Chaotian Sect, die."

The next moment, the flames suddenly burst out on his body.

The flame is extremely hot.

He attacked directly at all the barbarian dragons and humans around him.

That's very obvious.

I don't want to say one more nonsense to you ants.

If you touch our disciples, you will be destroyed.

At the same time, the two ninth-level powerful men around him were holding ninth-level weapons.

Above the weapons, golden energy and earth-yellow energy were condensed, and they attacked Wen Zilong on the stage.

In their opinion, their two mid-level ninth level were completely invincible to the emperors of this mere empire.

The male barbarian dragon showed a ferocious look on his face.

Want to kill me?

Once we move our fingers towards Tianzong, you will destroy the country!

This is the price to touch me.

However, the next moment, a scene that they did not expect happened.

Whether it is their flame energy, their metal energy, or their earth-attribute energy, when they fly to the edge of the magic field, they are about to fly out of the magic field.

Suddenly, an energy mask appeared out of thin air.

This energy photocoat is snow-white.

It was like a big snow-white bowl that completely covered the 100-meter-diameter-diameter-diameter magic field.

And their energy, hitting the energy mask, disappeared instantly.

It is impossible to break through the defense of this energy mask.

The people they attacked were unscathed and Wen Zilong.

Seeing this, the three ninth-level powerful men of Chaotian Sect changed slightly.

"Formation!"

Moreover, the power of this formation is not weak.

If it can withstand the attack of their ninth-level powerful men, it means that this formation is likely to be a ninth-level formation.

Unexpectedly, there will be a ninth-grade formation in a mere empire.

"Haha, the ninth-grade formation. I underestimated your little empire."

The nine-level peak powerhouse in the center smiled indifferently.

"But that's all."

As he said that, a ninth-grade long sword appeared in his right hand.

Energy poured into the ninth-grade long sword, and above the long sword, a fiery red light shone brightly.

Then, he growled: "Break it for me!"

As he said that, he jumped up.

Holding a sword in his right hand, he stepped towards the formation out of thin air.

The other two ninth-level powerful men also swung out two energy channels.

Three energy channels are in the air and are combined into one place.

Moreover, these three energies seem to have some reaction and instantly grow ten times stronger.

Blasted towards the formation.

This is the method of breaking the formation that they have practiced many times.

Originally, it was used to deal with several other outer sects.

I didn't expect to use it here.

boom--

With a loud bang, their three-color energy thrust hard on the white energy mask.

A violent explosion occurred on the white energy photocoat.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom-

Fires ignited across the top of the light cover.

However, that's all.

The light shield didn't even shake it.

The three ninth-level barbarian dragons all had their eyes fixed, and a hint of horror appeared in their eyes.

They practiced the method of breaking the formation for no less than fifty times.

Every time, you can successfully break the defense of the ninth-level formation.

Why is it useless to get here?

Of course they didn't know that this defensive formation was obtained by Wen Zilong from the ancient land of the Moon God.

This is a tenth-level defensive formation.

It can not only withstand the enemy's attacks outside the formation, but also trap the enemy within the formation.

It took Picasso more than a month to understand it.

Then, Wen Zilong assisted Picasso to portray the formation here.

After carving this formation, Picasso fainted.

I haven't woken up yet.

After all, carving a tenth-level formation is too exhausting.

Even with Wen Zilong's assistance, Picasso's mental power and vitality were greatly damaged.

Just kidding, since Wen Zilong dared to touch the disciples of the outer sect, he must have taken precautions early.

He even worried that the tenth-level powerful sects would come.

So a tenth-level defensive formation was laid here in advance.

Now the opponent is only three ninth-level powerful men coming over. It is naturally easy to defend against their attacks and trap them in it.

It was not until this time that the three ninth-level barbarian dragons thought to themselves that it was not good.

"I've fallen into the trap."

Wen Zilong sneered:

"Isn't it too late to wake up now?"

The ninth-level strongman in the center looked at Wen Zilong.

The eyes were cold.

The sound is also cold:

"A mundane emperor is like an ant. How dare you kill me?"

Wen Zilong didn't talk much nonsense with him, and directly said to Xue Yijian in the crowd:

“Hand it.”

Xue Yijian nodded.

Then waved his hand.

The next moment, around the execution ground, a hundred eighth-level supreme powerhouses jumped into the air.

An energy surged out from each of their hands.

This energy gathered in the air and eventually formed another snow-white light shield.

This snow-white light shield almost coincides with the previous snow-white light shield.

All the Chaotian Sect disciples in the center of the execution ground were covered by them.

The voice of Xue Yijian was filled with coldness and sorrow:
To be continued...