The palm just now actually implied dozens of handprints, and he wanted to close the formation, but there was no response when the handprints blasted into it, and even the master and apprentice were shocked back again and again, so he knew This formation has completely lost control.
"Then what should we do?" Qingfan was even more anxious when he heard the words, even a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
In the formation, there are thousands of sect disciples, and they are the elites of all sects. The master originally had good intentions, and wanted them to sharpen more, lay a solid foundation for future cultivation, and allow more people to be promoted to emperor saints in order to cope with the coming catastrophe, but he did not expect such an accident to happen. These thousands of sect elites all died in Qingqiu Gorge, how should Master explain to the world?
Even if he is concerned about Master's status as an envoy, no one dares to criticize him, but how can he feel at ease, not to mention Master, even his disciple can't feel at ease, and he is afraid that he will live in regret for the rest of his life.
"The current strategy is to forcefully break through the formation. I hope they can hold on for a while longer." Mo Qingqiu took a deep breath and slowly raised his palm.
Dust and smoke were flying in front of his eyes, mixed with chaotic five-element aura, which even his divine sense could not penetrate, and he could only vaguely feel that there was still life in the formation, which also gave him some hope.
Qingfan also drew out his long sword and began to gather holy energy. Even the master has no other way, he can only do his best to help him forcefully break through the formation.
"Break it!" A moment later, Mo Qingqiu jumped into the air, and slapped down with his palm again.
Qing Fan let out a soft drink, and slashed out with the long sword in his hand.
How majestic would it be for Wuji Shengtian, the peak powerhouse second only to Shengjun, to strike at the same time as his successor? At this moment, the world changed color and everything disappeared, and time and space seemed to stand still.
Finally, the huge illusory palm shadow and the cold light of the sword light fell into the formation barrier, and there was a loud bang, and the barrier was blasted open a crack about half a foot wide.
It worked! Qingfan was overjoyed.
Although it was only a crack and did not completely break through the barrier, he believed that with the joint efforts of the two of them, master and apprentice, with a few more shots, the barrier of the formation would be completely broken.
However, he was obviously happy too early. At the same time as the crack appeared, a powerful power mixed with the power of the five elements surged out again.
Qingfan's figure lightened, and he was sent flying again. He stabilized his figure, only felt the blood in his chest churn, and a faint sweetness welled up in his throat. In front of him, Mo Qingqiu took a few steps back.
And at the same time that the master and the apprentice were shaken back, the crack that had just been opened resumed and closed at an astonishing speed.
What a terrifying formation power! Qingfan's heart sank suddenly, and the palm of the hand holding the sword was covered with cold sweat.
Even their master and apprentice could not break through the barrier of the formation, so what should the disciples of the sect in the formation do?
"Come again!" Mo Qingqiu shouted in a deep voice, and slapped again.
Qingfan gritted his teeth, followed by another sword strike! The situation was critical, and he couldn't allow him to think too much. In fact, he didn't dare to think too much.
One after another palm shadows, one after another sword light, fell towards the formation barrier one after another.
The loud noise was like thunder, the turbulent current was turbulent, and the dust and smoke were billowing, as if the end of the world had come.
Under the joint efforts of the two masters and uncles, the barrier of the formation was cracked again and again, and the power of the formation that surged out also shocked the two of them back again and again. Before they could make another move, the cracks were quickly closed again.
Their expressions became more and more anxious, and even Mo Qingqiu's livid face was covered with a thin layer of sweat. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com