The First Marquis of Daxuan

Su Mu stood on the five-colored altar.

Wang Huomin stood under the five-colored altar.

He placed his hands on the five-colored altar, and the power in his body surged.

Following Su Mu's order, Wang Huomin injected the power in his body into the five-colored altar without hesitation.

hum!
A soft sound.

The light spread along the five-colored altar at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, the altar trembled slightly.

As the light grew brighter, the vibration of the altar became more and more violent.

Su Mu's expression was solemn, and his eyes quickly wandered around the altar.

The rays of light outlined three-dimensional pictures in his mind.

At this moment, Su Mu's weapon-making skills acquired from the Tiangong Weapon Refining Method were also running rapidly, trying to decipher the secrets contained in these pictures.

Wang Huomin placed his hands on the altar, and the power in his body continuously flowed into the altar.

The altar was like a wild beast that was never full. Even with massive amounts of power poured into it, it was still madly demanding more.

Although Wang Huomin is not a strong man in the fusion realm, his cultivation is only half a step away from the fusion realm.

It is no exaggeration to say that he can almost be regarded as the strongest person below the fusion realm. How powerful is his strength?
Even so, he now felt like he was about to be drained.

Beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground with a "patter".

Wang Huomin looked up at Su Mu on the altar, wanting to urge Su Mu, but he didn't dare to speak out, for fear of interfering with Su Mu's judgment.

Seeing Su Mu's figure wandering on the altar, Wang Huomin finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Master, my strength is almost exhausted."

Wang Huomin said loudly.

"Hold on a little longer."

Su Mu's voice came.

Wang Huomin gritted his teeth and held on.

The sounds of fighting outside echoed in his ears, and he could hear that the fight was getting closer and closer to him.

I'm afraid it won't be long before those people and monsters break in.

Now, his strength is almost exhausted. Once those people and monsters break in, he won't even have the strength to fight back.

but--

Wang Huomin glanced at Su Mu's back and a surge of strength surged in his heart.

With Master here, he will definitely be able to do it.

He will definitely be able to control this divine weapon!
As long as the master controls this divine weapon, he can seal the entrance to the blessed land and keep those people and monsters out of the blessed land.

A porcelain bottle flew out of Wang Huomin's arms. With a snap, the bottle shattered into pieces and the pill in the bottle flew directly into his mouth.

Power suddenly surged out of his almost dried-up Dantian again, and that power continuously flowed into the altar, lighting up the gray lines everywhere on the altar.

Su Mu's figure flashed on the altar, and the expression on his face was very solemn.

He also heard the sound of fighting getting closer and closer, and at the same time he was very clear that Wang Huomin's power would not last long.

He must hurry and figure out the function of this altar.

As more and more lines were lit up, the entire altar began to radiate brilliant five-colored light.

As the light flowed, Su Mu's eyes suddenly lit up.

He had already sketched out a complete three-dimensional figure in his mind.

"I see."

Su Mu muttered to himself.

"This is not an altar, this is a summoning formation."

Su Mu's eyes were full of solemnity.

Although the Tiangong Refining Method is a weapon-making technique, it also involves some aspects of battle formations.

After all, for a magic weapon to function, it is necessary to imprint a magic array on the weapon so that it can resonate with the energy of heaven and earth.

In a sense, it is similar to the formation.

A good formation master may not be a good weapon caster, but a good weapon caster must be proficient in formations.

Su Mu had heard a saying before that in ancient times, formations were once rampant, but later due to changes in the world, the power of formations was greatly reduced, and the natural treasures that could be used to set up formations almost disappeared, so there are very few people practicing formations nowadays.

Only weaponsmiths would dabble in formations.

Su Mu has been traveling for many years, but he has never seen a real formation master.

The military formation that is popular in the Daxuan Army today is actually a variation of the battle formation.

Closer to home.

This summoning formation is a formation that existed in ancient times.

It can summon someone, or some kind of existence, from thousands of miles away out of thin air.

"not good!"

Su Mu's expression suddenly changed.

"Wang Huomin, stop!"

he shouted loudly.

A look of doubt flashed across Wang Huomin's face.

He subconsciously wanted to stop.

But suddenly, he found that his hands were firmly sucked onto the altar and he couldn't take them back.

Moreover, the power in his body was uncontrollably sucked away by the altar.

Wang Huomin's face changed drastically, and he quickly shouted, "Master, I can't stop!"

Su Mu flashed and was already next to Wang Huomin.

"disconnect!"

He shouted loudly, and his hands were like knives, instantly cutting Wang Huomin's arm.

Click!

Wang Huomin had a broken arm.

But that strange suction force was also cut off by Su Mu.

Wang Huomin was sweating profusely and staggered back a few steps. Enduring the severe pain, he reattached his arm.

This kind of external injury is nothing to a strong man of his level.

If Su Mu had not acted in time, he would have been sucked dry by this strange five-colored altar.

"Master, what is this? It's so weird!"

Wang Huomin asked in a deep voice.

"Summoning circle."

Su Mu said in a serious tone, “I was careless.

Now that the formation has been activated, I wonder what it will summon.”

Wang Huomin's face was filled with surprise and confusion.

The summoning circle from ancient legends?
This kind of thing is usually used to summon demons or evil creatures.

According to legend, demons like to use this thing to summon the so-called devil to complete some evil transactions.

But this is the blessed land inside the Divine Army of Destiny.

How could there be such a weird thing?

If a bloodthirsty and brutal demon was really summoned, wouldn't their situation be even worse?

"Master, we summoned him, so he should be able to help us, right?"

Wang Huomin said, his tone lacking confidence.

Su Mu shook his head.

“Right now we don’t know what we’ve been called to.

It’s hard to say whether they are friends or enemies.”

Su Mu said solemnly, “I hope that after so many years, the summoning array has become ineffective.

Otherwise, if something is summoned, it may not be a good thing."

Su Mu also sighed in his heart.

He didn't like the feeling of being out of control.

But it seems like things have been spiraling out of control lately.

The root cause is that he is not strong enough.

The uneasiness comes only from insufficient firepower.

If his strength was sufficient, he would not need to dodge or resort to so many tricks. He could just suppress Leng Baiyi and the other three, as well as the sixth-level monsters.

It's the same now.

If he had enough strength, he wouldn't have to worry about what this summoning circle would summon.

Who cares what it is? If it doesn’t obey, just slap it to death.

"Master, how about you go first? We'll cover you?"

Wang Huomin recovered some strength. As the power in his body circulated, the pain in his arm was greatly relieved. He began to speak.

Su Mu shook his head slightly. Before he could say anything, a sharp sound of breaking air suddenly came from behind him.

A sixth-level monster actually broke through the archway and entered the sea of ​​clouds.

Li Tingkui, Dongfang Liuyun and others shouted loudly, but they were unable to stop the sixth-level monster.

Faced with more than a dozen level six monsters, even if they spared no effort, they could only hold out for a short while.

After a sixth-level monster broke through the defense line, a second and a third soon appeared.

For a moment, the defense line collapsed completely.

The absolute gap in strength cannot be made up at all.

Even Li Tingkui and Zhuge Jingang, both of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage, were seriously injured and vomiting blood, and were forced to retreat continuously.

However, the Black Tanhua, even under the joint attack of Leng Baiyi, Xiong Dehai and Chai Shengfeng, it continued to fight and retreat, and retreated into the sea of ​​clouds.

Fighting one against three, Black Tanhua was not at a disadvantage.

After all, it was because Xiong Dehai was seriously injured, and Black Tanhua actually only needed to resist Leng Baiyi and Chai Shengfeng.

Having said that, Su Mu's side has completely fallen into a disadvantage.

The crowd was retreating step by step and was already not far in front of Su Mu and Wang Huomin.

At this time, whether it was the sixth-level monsters, or Leng Baiyi, Xiong Dehai, and Chai Shengfeng, they were all attracted by the altar that was emitting brilliant five-colored light.

Both sides subconsciously stopped fighting, and all eyes fell on the five-colored altar.

Dongfang Liuyun was covered in blood and staggered to Su Mu's side.

"No?"

Dongfang Liuyun whispered.

Su Mu shook his head slightly, his eyes always fixed on the five-colored altar. He did not answer Dongfang Liuyun's words.

suddenly.

Rumble!
There was a thunderous sound from above the altar.

Visible cracks appeared in the air, and those cracks connected together to form a door.

Everyone's eyes widened and their breathing became a little rapid.

door?
Could it be the gate leading to the legendary holy land of Taixu?

A sixth-level monster roared, leaped into the air, and pounced towards the door.

Seeing that the sixth-level monster was about to take the lead, the other sixth-level monsters were all ready to make a move, but no other monsters competed with it.

Many of the monsters are insidious and cunning.

They would be more than happy to have someone lead the way.

Sometimes, running fast does not necessarily mean you will get something.

If you run too fast, you may encounter dangers that others may not encounter.

The sixth-level monster that died at the hands of Black Tanhua before was a vivid example.

It was the first to rush up the stairs, and also the first to die.

The appearance of a door on the altar is a very strange thing. Who knows what is behind the door?
It's too late, but it's soon.

The sixth-level monster had already pounced in front of the door.

In full view of everyone, the monster was about to enter the door.

suddenly.

It let out a terrifying scream and flew backwards at a speed faster than it pounced forward.

Then everyone saw that a claw seemed to slowly extend out from the door.

That claw seemed slow, but it was actually extremely fast.

Snapped!
It followed like a shadow and landed on the body of the sixth-level monster.

With just one blow, it hit the sixth-level monster.

With a dull bang, the head of the sixth-level monster shattered like a watermelon, and red and white mixed together and flowed all over the ground.

There was a sound of people gasping for air in the field.

A sixth-level monster was killed just like slaughtering a chicken or a dog?

The reason why the sixth-level monster died was because it was ambushed by the Black Scholar.

Now this is hardly a sneak attack.

He killed a level six monster with one move. How powerful was the opponent?
Seventh level monster?

Looking at the figure stepping on the corpse of the sixth-level monster, everyone subconsciously took a step back and away from the altar.

Su Mu looked at the scene happening on the altar and did not feel happy at all.

The sixth-level monster was his enemy. Logically, he should be happy that the enemy was dead.

But the enemy of my enemy may not be my friend.

A being that is more powerful than those in the fusion realm and whose enemy status is unclear is not as easy to deal with as an ordinary sixth-order monster.

"The power of returning to the void!"

A voice came to Su Mu's ears.

It was Chen Beixuan and the other two who came to his side quietly.

The person who spoke was Chen Beixuan.

Chen Beixuan once merged with the Purple Gold Beam of Jiahai and briefly controlled the power of Return to Void Realm.

"It's at least a seventh-level monster."

Chen Beixuan said affirmatively.

Su Mu's heart sank.

This is trouble.

This altar actually summoned a seventh-level monster.

"In addition to the Demon Lord, there are other seventh-level monsters on the Savage Continent?"

Mingyi Marquis Zhang Songtao said in a low voice.

“It may not be a monster from the Savage Continent.”

Su Mu shook his head and said.

This altar is a summoning array, and no one knows where it summoned this seventh-level monster from.

On the altar.

The seventh-level monster that looked like a fat cat looked around calmly, with a cold look in its eyes.

It stuck out its scarlet tongue and licked its lips.

"Who woke me up? Are these the sacrifices you prepared for me?"

A voice sounded in everyone's mind at the same time.

The big cat didn't move its lips, but everyone could hear its voice. This method was unfathomable.

Wang Huomin swallowed his saliva and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He subconsciously looked at Su Mu, not knowing whether he should speak.

Can this summoning circle really summon such a terrifying thing?
I just don't know what will happen to the person who summoned it.

"Let's join forces."

At this moment, Leng Baiyi suddenly looked at Su Mu and said in a deep voice.

"This monster's power is unfathomable. None of us can defeat it. If we don't join forces, all of us will become its dead souls."

Leng Baiyi said quickly, "It won't be too late to resolve the matter between us after we kill it."

The big cat on the stage licked its paws slowly, and its pair of black pearl-like eyes looked at Leng Baiyi, with a hint of disdain flashing in its pupils.

"You are so ugly."

The big cat opened his mouth slowly and said, "I don't like you, so I decided to catch you to death first."

Before he finished speaking, the big cat suddenly disappeared.

Leng Baiyi was horrified. He stomped his feet hard and retreated explosively. At the same time, solid ice walls rose in front of him.

Click!

A claw easily broke through the ice walls and then landed on Leng Baiyi's chest. (End of this chapter)