C213 The Twelve Capital Divine Fiend Formation

The second style of the Devil Breaking Sword was displayed in Zi Teng's hand. The surging sword energy left his hand and turned into several sword webs.

The purple sword Qi filled the entire space, sealing every corner that Wan Hao could escape from.

Wan Hao stood in a corner, and a vast amount of green True Qi rushed out of his body to protect himself. The Primitive Streamer in his hand trembled slightly, and the heaven and earth origin energy seemed to surge together.

The Chaotic Stone was an extraordinary material that only ancient Great Sovereigns would choose when refining extreme Dao weapons. It had been condensed into a Primitive Streamer by Wan Hao. It was born with the Qi of Chaos, and it was the creation of Yin and Yang.

This was the second style of the Devil Breaking Sword. It used the sword intent to stimulate the sword qi, and formed several invisible sword nets to seal the opponent, forming a part of the world of the sword.

"The second style is called Sword Lock Eight Desolates!"

Zi Teng pointed his hand forward. Immediately, the originally gentle sword energy felt Zi Teng's strong battle intent, and it became abnormally violent.

"Myriad Transformations of the Universe!"

Facing the situation where there was no way to escape, Wan Hao didn't show any fear on his face. On the contrary, he looked extremely calm.

"Not bad, you're still able to remain so calm in such a situation!" A hint of appreciation flashed across Zi Teng's eyes.

The Myriad Transformations Body was sealed by the sword Qi, and the devouring intent within his body spread out.

Wan Hao held the Primitive Streamer with one hand and his other fist and palm at the same time. He made a big move and rushed towards one part of the sword net. He wanted to use this opportunity to open up a gap and break through the seal.

"All my efforts were in vain!"

When Zi Teng saw Wan Hao's actions, he naturally knew what he was thinking. "Sword Lock the Eight Desolates." It was able to seal the entire Eight Desolates with a single sword strike, so it was naturally impeccable. He could only rely on his own powerful martial arts to break through the obstacles. There was no other way.

"Star Finger!"

When Wan Hao rushed to a part of the sword net, in an instant, Wan Hao's fist and palm merged together. His two fingers extended forward, forming the shape of a moon. Yuan Qi instantly gathered at the tip of his fingers, and he pointed forward!

"Boom!"

The tip of his finger, which had originally been covered in a faint white light, suddenly lit up. Like a star, it charged towards one of the sword webs.

The purple sword net seemed to have sensed the powerful force coming from Wan Hao's fingertip from afar. An inviolable pressure burst out from the sword net, wanting to suppress Wan Hao.

A trace of a smile appeared on Wan Hao's face, as if everything was within his expectations. Just as the purple sword net was about to explode, the Primitive Streamer in Wan Hao's hand was instantly activated by his Yuan Qi.

According to the instructions of the Universe Myriad Transformation Talisman, the three major killing formations carved on it had a decisive effect at this moment.

The three killing arrays were extremely famous in the Eight Desolate Continent. It was already considered fortunate that an ordinary person was able to collect one of them. However, Wan Hao possessed the Universe Myriad Transformation Talisman, which meant that he possessed the greatest treasure vault in the entire Eight Desolate Continent. How could he not solve this problem?

Wan Hao had spent a lot of money to record the three major killing formations. Not only had he squandered all of his savings, he had also gotten Yun Bujing's permission to do so. He had borrowed a portion of it from the treasure vault of Taihua Profound Sect. At the same time, he couldn't take it for free. He had obtained two top cultivation techniques and martial skills from the Universe Myriad Transformation Talisman and gifted them to the Taihua Profound Sect.

Even so, Wan Hao had only carved out a complete killing formation within it. The other two were only able to form the embryonic form. Even so, the power was still astonishing!

"The Twelve Capital Heavenly Fiend Formation!"

The Primitive Streamer in Wan Hao's hand gently swayed. In an instant, the entire heaven and earth changed color!

A loud roar was heard from the horizon, and lightning flashed across the sky. A huge shadow of a body appeared under the purple sword net. It was shaped like a yellow pouch, and it was scarlet like a Pill Fire. It had six legs and four wings, and it had no face. It was an ancient ferocious beast, the Imperial River!

When the Dijiang's roar appeared, the heavens collapsed and the earth split apart. With just a single roar, the purple sword net seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

"I didn't expect that your natal weapon actually contained one of the three killing arrays, the Twelve Capital Heavenly God Slaughtering Grand Formation! I never thought that your natal weapon would actually contain one of the three killing arrays, the Twelve Capital Heavenly God Slaughtering Grand Formation!"

Zi Teng was once again surprised by Wan Hao's performance. The three major killing formations, even in the era where Zi Teng was born, were rare treasures!

The huge body of the Dijiang crushed the void. It was as if the surroundings couldn't withstand the enormous body of the Dijiang and were collapsing bit by bit.

"Boom!"

Just as the purple sword net was about to be broken by Di Jiang, Zi Teng pointed out with his finger once again. A vast and mighty purple sword qi rushed out and instantly covered the purple sword net. The sword net that was about to collapse was reinforced once again. The originally turbulent heaven and earth... At the same time, a powerful pressure was emitted from the purple sword net. It seemed like it was going to crush Wan Hao.

Just as the sword net was about to crush Wan Hao, a loud dragon's roar echoed throughout the entire sword net.

"Roar!!!"

A human-faced, snake-bodied god held two reins in his hands, and he was stepping on two ancient giant dragons.

He was naked, his upper body bare, and his muscles were as thick as a mountain range. His sharp eyes seemed to be able to devour people.

Ju Mang!

One of the ancient Twelve Celestial Demonic Gods, Ju Mang! Mang!

The phantom of Ju Mang flew out from the Primitive Streamer. Suddenly, a green Concept spread out in all directions.

It was full of vitality, filled with exuberant vitality.

With the appearance of Ju Mang, the surrounding purple sword net could no longer block the breakthrough of the green energy. The purple sword net started to crumble at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Bang!"

With a crisp sound, Ju Mang and Di Jiang attacked the purple sword net together. "Sword Lock of Eight Desolates" could no longer hold on and was turned into dust by the impact of the two Skypalace Demon Gods.

"Not bad, I didn't expect you to be able to withstand the consumption of the Twelve Skypalace Sky Fiend Formation! You are becoming more and more out of my expectations, young man!"

Zi Teng said with praise.

"The first two moves count as you catching them, so the next one will depend on your luck!"

"If you can pass the last test, from now on, you will have to shoulder the responsibility of protecting the Human Race!"

Zi Teng said with a solemn expression.

"If I am lucky enough to inherit the Three Ways to Destroy the Devil, Wan Hao will certainly do his best for the Human Race that day." Wan Hao said with a solemn expression.

"Alright. With your words, I'm relieved. The Three Ways to Destroy the Devil, the third style will be comprehended in the following tests. Life, and inheritance. If you can't comprehend it, you will die! "

As soon as Zi Teng finished speaking, he pointed his finger forward. Wan Hao's body was surrounded by countless of sword Qi. Behind him, layers of sword Qi formed a small hexagonal space. After trapping Wan Hao within, Wan Hao looked around. The sword qi was condensed into a sword shape, and it contained the first and second forms of the Devil Breaking Sword. On the side, there was a line of words written in the middle, and the general meaning was... As long as he successfully comprehended it and broke through this spatial zone, he would be able to inherit the Demon Breaking Three Styles. If one obtained the inheritance, one would be inside it for the rest of one's life. He would die of old age!