Chapter 2483 Goodbye Ling Zhuo

The spirit gathering beads are simple and easy to understand, and the effect is neither good nor bad. Si Tu

Therefore, all cultivators basically understand the spirit gathering array.

But I didn't expect that so many people would gather the array with their bodies, and the spirit gathering array would show such power and devour his endless sword energy.

"However, the spirit gathering array has an upper limit. When the water is full, it will overflow. This sinful god will burst you alive!"

The phantom's true body roared, and thousands of phantoms completely exploded, the sword energy swept across the sky, and the mighty magical power bombarded.

Ye Feng and the trialists struggled to support, facing such a bombardment, they were already somewhat overwhelmed.

"Puff!"

One trialist's face flushed, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. His body softened and he almost fell to the ground.

"Hold on, hold on!"

Ye Feng hurriedly sent a voice message, "It will succeed soon, don't fail at the last minute!"

This sentence made many trialists who originally couldn't hold on grit their teeth again and endure the terrible bombardment.

"Enough!"

After a moment, Ye Feng showed a happy expression and shouted loudly, and all the trial participants became excited.

"Huh?"

Thousands of phantoms frowned at the same time. These guys were about to be blown up alive, why were they suddenly so happy?

When the phantom was puzzled, he saw Ye Feng and the others all lit up with brilliant light. This light was particularly dazzling and filled with a breath that disgusted him.

"Canglan Holy Mountain!"

The phantom almost bit off his tongue, looking at the phantom of the holy mountain in horror, condensing from Ye Feng and his group.

The Canglan Holy Mountain condensed, and the mighty divine power swept all around, eliminating all evil spirits.

"Please let the holy mountain suppress the weirdness!"

Ye Feng bowed, and the trial participants followed him.

"How is it possible? How could you summon the Canglan Holy Mountain? What you condensed was clearly a gathering spirit array!"

Thousands of phantoms widened their eyes and looked at Ye Feng and others unwillingly.

"Spirit Gathering Formation?"

Ye Feng's mouth curled up. They did gather the Spirit Gathering Formation, but under the Spirit Gathering Formation, there was also the Spirit Mountain Suppressing Evil Formation.

Ye Feng knew that even if all the trial participants gathered their strength, they could not activate the Spirit Mountain Suppressing Evil Formation.

So he specially asked everyone to gather the Spirit Gathering Formation to transform all the attacks of thousands of phantoms into nutrients to activate the Spirit Mountain Suppressing Evil Formation.

At the moment, it seems that the plan is very successful. They use the power of the phantoms themselves to summon the Holy Mountain to suppress the phantoms!

"You want to escape, dream on!"

Shuai Sheng smiled proudly, "This Shuai's ancestral formation is used to suppress you!"

At this moment, Canglan Holy Mountain crushed down, and thousands of phantoms had nowhere to hide. They exploded one after another. In an instant, only the phantoms were left, with cracks all over their bodies, standing under the Holy Mountain.

"This sin god has been planning for thousands of years, how can I allow you ants to destroy it!"

The roar sounded, the altar shook again, the cracks widened, and the evil spirit swept out, turning into a giant palm, trying to smash Ye Feng and others into meat paste.

Faced with this palm, everyone felt desperate. They thought that by summoning the Holy Mountain, they could turn the tables and suppress the phantom.

But they didn't expect that the Thousand Nether Evil God under the altar would attack again. Not to mention that they were now in a formation and couldn't make a move to resist, even if they could, they couldn't stop this terrifying palm.

"Really..."

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and looked ugly.

"Humph, it turns out that it's you, the bastard, who dares to be so dishonest!"

A scolding sounded, and Ye Feng was startled, only to find that the voice was a little familiar.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng saw a figure rising from the dense forest behind the Holy Mountain. The figure stepped forward, and his body kept getting bigger. When he stood on the top of the mountain, he had become a giant of a hundred feet.

The giant held a spear with a dragon coiling above it. At this moment, he thrust out a spear, piercing the giant palm directly, lifting it to the sky and exploding.

"Son of Lingzhuo!"

Ye Feng saw the giant clearly and couldn't help but exclaimed with joy.

"It's you?"

The giant was the Son of Lingzhuo. When he heard Ye Feng's voice, he looked down and was a little surprised. He remembered this lifesaver, but he didn't expect to meet him again under such circumstances.

"Did you summon Canglan Holy Mountain?"

Lingzhuo couldn't help asking. He sensed that the Holy Mountain was summoned, and was surprised in his heart. He separated a divine thought and followed the Holy Mountain phantom here.

Unexpectedly, he met Ye Feng, and it seemed that the Holy Mountain was summoned by Ye Feng and others.

Because of this, Lingzhuo became more and more curious. Canglan Holy Mountain can only be summoned by the main vein of the Spirit Clan. Ye Feng is not even a Spirit Clan. How can he summon Canglan Holy Mountain?

"Damn the spirit race, they want to ruin my good thing again!"

Ye Feng was about to explain, but the altar suddenly shook, the entire underground space shook endlessly, the cracks expanded, and the evil spirit continued to gush out.

In the blink of an eye, the entire underground space was filled with evil spirits, and the phantom turned into evil spirits and merged into it.

Endless evil spirits flowed, forming dark clouds, and evil thunder flashed in the dark clouds, and the roar was endless, as if it would fall at any time.

"Hmph, being suppressed here is still restless, it seems that you deserve to be punished!"

Ling Zhuo was dignified and fearless. Although he was only a divine thought, he was not afraid at all. Instead, he waved his spear and landed on the Holy Mountain.

"You are too weak, and the power of the Holy Mountain is not enough. Look at me!"

As Ling Zhuo's voice fell, he saw that the dragons on the spear came to life, swam towards the Holy Mountain, and turned into pure energy to merge into it.

"Buzz!"

The Holy Mountain hummed and suddenly became dozens of times larger. The dazzling light made people unable to open their eyes.

"Before I suppress you, I have to teach you a lesson, lest you become restless!"

After saying this, the Holy Son of Spiritual Burning leaped up and actually jumped into the dark clouds in the sky.

"Boom boom!"

Thunder seemed to be enraged. Lightning flashed and thundered in the dark clouds, and the sound of collisions was endless. Spear rays penetrated the dark clouds, and the cold light caught people's eyes.

The Holy Son of Lingzhuo stirred up the heaven and earth in the dark clouds, and not long after, the evil dark clouds shrank violently, carrying the mighty evil thunder, and rushed towards the cracks in the altar.

These evil spirits were accumulated by Qianyou Evil God through countless hardships. It was a complete waste to fight Lingzhuo like this.

Even if he is suppressed again, as long as these evil spirits remain, he can continue to wear away the seal, and sooner or later he will be able to escape.

Originally, Qianyou Evil God did not want to use these evil spirits. After all, it was not easy to accumulate them. He wanted to capture Ye Feng and others at the minimum cost.

However, Ye Feng and the trialists were like weaklings who could not be killed, resulting in frequent accidents. In the end, Qianyou Evil God had to use all his strength, but he encountered the Holy Son of Lingzhuo, and was extremely unlucky.

"Damn you ants, this God of Sin has been planning for thousands of years, but all his efforts have failed because of you. When this God of Sin comes out of trouble, your lives will be lost!"

The evil energy has reached the crack, and after letting go of the cruel words, it will pour into it.

"Want to keep these powers? Dream on!"

The Holy Son of Lingzhuo smiled disdainfully and immediately activated the Canglan Holy Mountain. He saw that the huge mountains were faster than lightning and arrived in an instant. The evil energy was crushed and obliterated by the Holy Mountain before it entered the cracks.

"Damn it!"

The roar of Qianyou Evil God came out.

"boom!"

The holy mountain smashed down the altar, and then, the holy mountain melted and turned into pure spiritual energy, which merged into the cracks of the altar.

By the time the Holy Mountain disappeared, the cracks in the altar had been completely filled without a single flaw, and the seal had been completed.

"The clan's calculations were wrong. I expected this guy to break the seal thirty years later. It's obvious that the seal is flawless. It may have taken him forty years to break the seal."