In despair, this man's body was gradually swallowed up by the storm of sword energy.

In the end, he became the second level 6 holy pattern master killed by Ling Tian here.

When the other holy tattoo masters saw this, their expressions looked very ugly.

"Everyone!"

Wen Renbo's expression was cold, and he immediately said to all the Saint Pattern Masters, "Don't be afraid, it was just an accident. Just remember, don't stay in one place for a long time, he will not be able to do anything to us, he will only be killed by us."

As the words fell, his figure trembled.

As he moved forward, he waved his hand and a talisman blossomed out.

Suddenly, the power of the terrifying talisman exploded.

The rolling flames turned into a fire dragon and roared out.

"The power of the sixth-level talisman and seal script is indeed extraordinary."

Ling Tian looked serious and had no intention of underestimating the enemy.

The power erupted from the sixth-level talisman seal is no longer weaker than a single blow from a peak emperor-level warrior.

The talisman attack that Wen Renbo is currently releasing is as powerful as a strike from a third-rate peak emperor.

Ling Tian unleashed the power of the Nine Forbiddens, and his figure stood still on the spot. He swung his sword and struck out a beam of Heavenly Forbidden Sword Light. After killing the giant flame dragon, he quickly struck out with another sword, intending to take the life of the person.

But at this time, Wen Renbo had already left his original position.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The other holy pattern masters came to their senses one after another and released the combat holy patterns one after another.

Powerful offensives came towards Ling Tian one after another, forcing Ling Tian to distract himself to resist.

"It can't go on like this."

Ling Tian frowned slightly and swung his sword continuously, and the situation gradually became passive.

Although an offensive of this level could not do anything to him.

But now he was in the illusion formation, and he didn't dare to advance at all. He could only stand where he was and resist.

The saint tattoo masters were moving around in the illusory formation, but he was unable to kill them.

If things go on like this, there is no guarantee that no accident will happen.

"Brother Lingtian, give me the red flame gilt pen!"

Shen Zhongmou was not idle just now. When Ling Tian was dealing with the attacks of the Saint Pattern Masters, he had already found a way to crack it.

"good!"

Ling Tian agreed, took out the red flame gilt pen and threw it to Shen Zhongmou.

"Although the phantom formation is a sixth-level magic formation, as long as you can find the eye of the formation, it is not difficult to break it! This place is the place where the phantom formation has the eye!"

Shen Zhongmou held the pen in both hands, with the tip of the pen facing down, and slowly raised it.

Before he finished speaking, he pierced the red flame gilt pen straight into the ground.

boom!

Wait for Shen Zhongmou to inject the power of his soul into the red flame gilt pen.

The bright light of the holy pattern suddenly brightened.

"not good!"

Chen Qian exclaimed, his expression suddenly changed.

In fact, he had been worried about this scene happening just now.

No one knows this illusion better than him.

The key to cracking the phantom formation lies in the formation eye.

The place where the Formation Eye is located is where all the Saint Pattern Masters gathered previously.

Chen Qian never thought before that Ling Tian and Shen Zhongmou would come.

I never expected that Shen Zhongmou would find a way to break the formation so quickly.

The power of the illusory formation gradually dissipated, and the haze slowly dispersed.

"Trouble!"

Wen Renbo noticed this and his face darkened.

Upon seeing this, all the Saint Pattern Masters decisively gathered together.

In the past, they used the cover of the phantom formation to ensure that they were invincible as long as they were careful enough.

Now that the phantom formation has been cracked, their situation is in danger.

Only by getting together can we defeat Ling Tian.

After a while, the power of the illusory formation completely dissipated.

Everyone at the bottom of the mountain was also able to see clearly the situation on the mountain.

Ling Tian and Shen Zhongmou, one holding a sword and the other holding a pen, stood side by side.

At their feet lay Han Tong's cold body.

Wen Renbo, eleven people gathered together, just a hundred steps away from each other

place.

At this moment, the faces of all eleven people had darkened, each one looking uglier than the last.

"They're both fine."

Lin Yin at the foot of the mountain saw that Ling Tian and Shen Zhongmou were fine, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

All the Saint Pattern Masters from Donglin Academy could not help but marvel at the power of these two people.

You know, the two of them just faced thirteen sixth-level holy pattern masters. ??

These thirteen holy pattern masters can almost be said to be the pinnacle of power in the three worlds of holy pattern.

In this case, Ling Tian and Shen Zhongmou not only survived, but even killed two of them.

"Your death has come!"

Ling Tiansen stared at the eleven figures in front of him with cold eyes, murderous intent roaring from his body.

Just now in the illusion formation, although he killed two people, he couldn't feel relieved at all. Even now, he still feels aggrieved.

Because none of the people who caused him trouble were above him in martial arts cultivation.

"You can't kill us!"

Wen Renbo knew that there was no possibility of killing Ling Tian and Shen Zhongmou today, so he suddenly calmed down, looked at Ling Tian and said solemnly, "There are thirty sixth-level holy pattern masters in the three realms. They died in Yunmeng Temple that day. Four people, and you just killed two more. Now there are only twenty-four sixth-level Saint Pattern Masters left in the Three Realms. If you kill all eleven of us here, you know what will happen to the Saints of the Three Realms. Does the pattern have much impact?"

The holy patterns of the Three Realms are far less than those 300,000 years ago.

Now, there are only twenty-four sixth-level holy pattern masters left in the entire Three Realms.

Rare things are valuable, and the same applies to high-level holy pattern masters.

Every sixth-level holy pattern master has a pivotal position in the three realms.

Ling Tian has killed two sixth-level holy pattern masters today.

If another eleven sixth-level holy pattern masters are killed, it will definitely lead to the collapse of the three realms of holy pattern.

"What does it have to do with me?"

Ling Tian heard Renbo telling him this and ignored it at all.

If just now, Wen Renbo and others just wanted to snatch the Meng Yun Tu.

He might consider the overall situation and let Wen Renbo and others go.

But just now I heard that Renbo and others wanted to kill him and Shen Zhongmou.

Under such circumstances, how could he be so merciful as to let these people live?

As soon as he finished speaking, terrifying murderous intent spread out from his body, targeting Wen Renbo and others.

At the same time, he slowly raised the Heavenly Forbidden Sword in his hand, breathing out a terrifying sword light.

Seeing that Ling Tian was determined to kill them, all the Saint Pattern Masters became nervous.

Wen Renbo was holding a talisman seal in his hand, and the other sacred pattern masters were holding the sacred pattern pens tightly, as if they were ready for the final desperate fight.

"Brother Lingtian!"

At this time, Shen Zhongmou put his hand on Ling Tian's shoulder.

"how?"

Ling Tian glanced at Shen Zhongmou and frowned slightly.
To be continued...