Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

The second son of the Zheng family exploded several spiritual weapons in a row, but it was still of no avail. The silk threads transformed from starlight were everywhere.

Even if he blew up the starlight net, the strands of silk were hard to guard against. Once they touched his body, a bloody wound would be left.

The second son of the Zheng family has many spiritual weapons on him, but not many real skills. It may be that he has been spoiled since childhood, arrogant and domineering, and has a very bad temper.

In this life-threatening formation, his violent temper is a shortcoming that will make him lose his mind and die faster!

This was indeed the case. He wanted to break the formation as quickly as possible, so he was willing to detonate several of the spiritual weapons he usually used.

However, the Earthly Evil Falling Star Formation has thirty-six layers of protection, and it is a reciprocating cycle.

Seventy-two formation flags were buried underground, absorbing the underground spiritual veins. Unless the spiritual veins were cut off and Chen Yunhao's spiritual power was exhausted, this formation would be as solid as a rock.

The formation cannot be broken by the self-detonation of a few spiritual weapons. The self-detonation of four or five spiritual weapons not only did not have any effect, but the aftermath of the self-detonation even caused a dull pain in his internal organs.

"How dare you, a coward like you, come out and confront me...!"

The second son of the Zheng family yelled in frustration.

Chen Yunhao smiled coldly outside the formation. The world of cultivating immortals is not a place to play with brotherhood. What is a fair duel? That is child's play!

Chen Yunhao's hands kept moving, and a few strands of spiritual power were stimulated from his fingertips and injected into the array disk, and a burst of light burst out from the turntable.

Inside the formation where the second son of the Zheng family was trapped, those strands of starlight suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and each one turned into a giant sword of two or three feet in length, there were thousands of them.

The spiritual energy fluctuations on each lightsaber are imposing and the pressure is no weaker than that of a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

Thousands and tens of thousands of spiritual swords fell like a rainstorm, making it impossible to get through. Even though the second son of the Zheng family threw out spiritual talismans one after another and cast three spiritual shields to protect his body in succession.

But in the end, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree. After a scream, he ended up being pierced by thousands of swords.

With one less Void Refining cultivator in the formation, Chen Yunhao's pressure was immediately greatly reduced.

Zheng Tianjun is indeed the toughest nut to crack. He has so many tricks and rich experience that he can deal with any attack method Chen Yunhao uses.

He had been trapped in the formation for half an hour, and had used six or seven of the thirty-six killing moves of the Earthly Evil Falling Star Formation, but they were all blocked one by one by Zheng Tianjun.

As soon as the second son of the Zheng family died, Zheng Tianjun felt that the killing power of the formation increased by more than 30% at once.

Zheng Tianjun was surprised, and his expression became even uglier, with the anger in his eyes so intense that it could not be dispelled.

They are all veterans who have practiced for many years. The sudden changes in the formation reminded him of his two sons.

Zheng Tianjun roared angrily, and one of the three-headed, six-armed demon generals behind him exploded, turning into a puff of gray smoke that was sucked up by the other two demons.

The height of the Dharma image suddenly increased by ten feet. In each of its arms, it held a huge sword and slashed fiercely at the void.

The space where the giant sword passed was like surging waves, and the sound was like thunder, as if this sword could split the sky.

All I heard was a series of popping sounds, like frying beans, which lasted for more than ten times.

At this moment, Chen Yunhao was standing outside the formation, the formation plate in his hand was shaking continuously, and his expression became more solemn.

Just now, Zheng Tianjun's full-strength attack split twelve of the thirty-six layers of defense in the formation with one sword.

Chen Yunhao's own strength is not weak, but even if he uses all his strength, it is difficult for him to achieve this. To be the ancestor of a family, he is indeed quite capable.

Chen Yunhao floated the formation plate in his hand in front of him. His two hands were like butterflies flying through flowers. He pinched the magic formula on each hand and injected spiritual power into the formation plate.

The scenery in the Earthly Evil Falling Star Formation changed again. Dark clouds covered the cloudless sky, as if it was the end of the world.

Golden snakes flashed in the dark clouds. The dark clouds, which were hundreds of feet thick, changed and a huge vortex formed, like the eyes of God, looking down at Chen Tianjun.

"You want to destroy me with a heavenly tribulation? Wishful thinking...!"

Zheng Tianjun looked up with a fierce look on his face.

Chen Yunhao snorted coldly, and a flash of lightning shot out from between his fingers and shot onto the formation plate.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket suddenly fell from the eye of the sky. The heavenly tribulation imitated by the fifth-level formation was the seventh-ninth heavenly tribulation.

Although there will be no tribulation above the Nascent Soul stage in the spiritual world, unless one ascends to the fairyland during the tribulation period, then one will have to go through the nine-nine heavenly tribulations.

The seven-nine heavenly tribulation is equivalent to the heavenly tribulation in the fusion period, which is far more severe than the heavenly tribulation Chen Yunhao experienced when he ascended.

However, after all, it is a heavenly calamity simulated in the formation, and it always lacks a bit of the meaning of heaven.

There are thirty-six levels of attack in the Earthly Evil Falling Star Formation, but this time the heavenly tribulation is not within these thirty-six levels.

The higher the level of the formation, the more controllable it is. Chen Yunhao, who controls the formation plate, is like a god in the formation. As long as he knows a spell, he can simulate it through the formation.

Having just used seven or eight unique killing moves from the formation, Chen Yunhao felt that the power was average.

So I just threw them all away and tried the thunder method that I was familiar with.

Electric currents fell from Chen Yunhao's fingertips onto the array plate. In the heavenly eye of the array, lightning bolts as thick as buckets were faster and faster.

Zheng Tianjun survived a heavenly tribulation when he was in the Nascent Soul stage, and he felt very relaxed at that time.

Therefore, he had a slight contempt for the heavenly tribulation in front of him. Lightning bolts fell one after another, and the Dharma image behind him was weakened little by little.

It was weakened from a hundred feet tall to sixty or seventy feet, and only three and a half of its six arms were left. How miserable it was!

Zhou Ang, who was standing next to Chen Yunhao, also looked surprised.

Because Chen Yunhao released some restrictions on the formation, Zhou Ang could see the evolution of the formation.

He was surprised at the power of the fifth-level formation and also at Chen Yunhao's methods.

He and Chen Yunhao have known each other for more than a year, but they are not very close.

But Chen Yunhao gave him the impression of being a polite and gentle cultivator, but he didn't expect that he had such murderous means.

If the two of them faced off, he would have no chance of winning.

The biggest difference between the heavenly tribulation controlled by Chen Yunhao and the real heavenly tribulation is not the power, but the speed.

In just the time it takes to stick up an incense stick, thirty or forty bolts of lightning had struck down.

Some lightning strikes come almost indiscriminately, making up for the lack of power of a single lightning bolt in number.

Within half an hour, all sixty lightning bolts were fired.

Under the attack of thunder and lightning, Zheng Tianjun's Dharma image had already collapsed, and even the four top-grade spiritual weapons in his hands were destroyed.

Now there are only the last three lightning bolts. At this time, most of Zheng Tianjun's magic power has been consumed, and he had no choice but to take two elixirs.

Chen Yunhao narrowed his eyes, turned his palm, and a palm thunder as thick as a finger popped out from his palm and fell into the formation.