Chen Weiming's invitation to fight suddenly made the Jingu silent. After a moment, several people heard loudly scolding, especially those with irritable personality such as Hong Sheng and Chi Wei, who were so angry that they were like a bell.

"I'm going to tear you up by the arrogant miscellaneous!"

The monks around him also found it incredible and talked a lot.

"Is this human monk crazy? Or is he giving up?"

"It is rare for Zhang Hongbo to win such an opportunity for them. It is ridiculous that he still gave up on himself like this."

"No wonder the human race was wiped out and almost destroyed in the past. It seems that it is not unreasonable."

In the eyes of everyone, it was already the first time that the Immortal Alliance was willing to give them such a chance, and now, the other party has to fight everyone alone, which is irrational.

But no matter how loud the others are, the noise, or the insults, they cannot change the reality. Chen Weiming has already set up a formation, and it depends on the choices of these immortal alliances and demon disciples.

While a group of people were hesitating, Wuming, wearing a common man, did not hesitate too much, and walked towards Jingu with a long sword.

"Not Name?" Zhao Qiankun on the big tree shouted: "Are you going to accept such a battle?"

Any talented genius, not only arrogant, but they are all arrogant. They all feel that they have despised themselves in one-on-one battles, but now they are going to join forces to fight the enemy, which is difficult to accept.

Wuming didn't look back and said coldly: "Is it meaningful to accept it or not? If he has enough strength, this matter is naturally reasonable. If he is not strong enough, kill him quickly so as not to continue wasting time. Anyway, if I win him, I have a more meaningful battle."

While speaking, I had already walked into the Golden Valley.

Looking at the disappearing back, the others looked at each other, and a black shadow flashed on the big tree, and Zhao Qiankun followed in.

"Zhang Hongbo is mine!"

Hong Shengchen shouted and rushed in like a meteor.

"It's good to see!" Qing Lingzi shrugged and walked in slowly.

Several demons looked at each other again, without saying much, and finally followed them.

When they walked into the Golden Valley, they saw a flash of sight and had already reached a golden environment. Several people felt their bodies weighed down and felt a terrible gravity wrapped around them.

Qing Lingzi frowned and exclaimed in a low voice: "What a strong earth-based pattern formation, you can't fly anymore."

He practiced many Taoist patterns and had extraordinary knowledge. With just one feeling, he had already inferred that the other party had extremely strong attainments in the formation. A Taoist pattern formation with earth can actually make him lose his power of flying. Such methods cannot be underestimated.

No one responded, because there was no exception. Only Qingyu flapped his wings and used his natural ability to fly in the air. However, under the influence of powerful gravity, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Welcome to everyone!"

Someone chuckled and saw Chen Weiming appear in front, with his hands behind his back, looking at everyone with a smile on his face.

Hong Shengchen shouted: "Is it a clone again?"

Others also frowned and waited for the answer.

Chen Weiming laughed: "Ask such a question is not a good thing. It is not a good thing to ask. It has no other meaning except to show your guilt. If you can't even tell whether I am a real person or a clone, this battle seems to be meaningless."

No one refuted it, but everyone's expressions were no longer as relaxed as before. As the other party said, even if they were clones or not, they felt that they were at a disadvantage before they even took action.

But that's the case, they couldn't tell whether the person in front of them was a clone or a deity.

"It's nothing to rely on the formation!" Qing Lingzi snorted coldly, trying to find some place.

Zhao Qiankun flashed, and in an instant he arrived behind Chen Weiming. With the cover of his shadow, he stabbed the dagger in his hand towards the back of his head.

But as soon as this action was made, Chen Weiming moved, turned around and slashed the sword on his dagger. With the breeze of wind on his body, the power of the earth's Taoist pattern surged, suppressing Zhao Qiankun hard.

Looking at the guy who was sneak attacking behind him, Chen Weiming sneered: "Your lurking skills are not even qualified to get started in the killer world."

"Yeah?"

Zhao Qiankun was not angry, but instead sneered: "But it is enough to break your formation."

Then the force under his feet slipped, he retreated from the wind saw knife, and saw him shooting out nine golden cones and flew in all directions. He heard a few clicks, and something seemed to be broken. Everyone immediately felt that the formation was broken.

It turned out that Zhao Qiankun took action just now not only for sneak attack, but also wanted to force Chen Weiming to activate the formation to observe the operation rules of the formation and then break the formation.

The mind power pattern of Sanxiao Palace is the most famous. His disciples are not only good at refining weapons, but also proficient in formations. Although Zhao Qiankun is not very good at setting up formations, he still learns the method of breaking formations.

This action has been successful.

"It's not a shame that he is a contemporary disciple of Sanxiao Palace, he has some strength!" Chen Weiming smiled slightly and retreated: "But this is just a meeting ceremony, and the one behind is the main dish. Come on, let me see the inheritance of Tongtian Saint back then, and I still have some skills now."

"Don't go!"

Hong Sheng roared, rushed over like a meteor, raised his hand and punched him like a hill.

Chen Weiming was calm and raised his hand to type the word "earth". In an instant, the power of earth around him surged, condensed in front of him, and transformed into a huge earth shield, blocking Hong Sheng's burst punch.

"Bang!"

With the loud noise, the earth shield was broken, Hong Sheng's strength was completely removed, and Chen Weiming continued to retreat intact. His face was joking, which made people angry.

Everyone was chasing, and they were fast. After a moment, they felt a wave of energy shock, and their eyes were blurred, as if they had arrived at a new place. Before they could recover, they suddenly floated around them, and then they saw all the golden plants soaring, like poisonous snakes pestering at the people.

"The power of wood moves!"

Qing Lingzi frowned, very surprised, but after a moment of fighting, the human man had already shown five kinds of Taoist patterns, and each one was outstanding and very powerful.

However, no matter how surprised she was, she immediately raised her hand to cast spells, and shot out green lights, covering them, fighting for the manipulation rights of these plants and trees.

During the stalemate, Zhao Qiankun shot out a golden cone again. After hearing the sound of shattering, the skyrocketing golden plants were as weak as dehydrated. After shrinking into a ball, they stopped moving.

This magic weapon is called the Golden Cone of Breaking Formation. It is extremely powerful when competing with others, and it is even more extraordinary when used to break the Formation.

Chen Weiming smiled, not caring, and he was about to retreat again by stepping on the mysterious light.

Suddenly a white light flashed, Wuming rushed to him, holding a long sword in his hand, and said coldly: "This kind of thing is meaningless. If you want to fight, just take action. I don't have such a good interest in Moji."
Chapter completed!