When Silent Hong Sen heavily wounded Hooky Pil and vanish away, Wu Luo and Fan Yuan made their moves against Silent Hong Sen at the same time, and not only that, Fan Yuan also shouted in a stern voice, “Whoever doesn’t make a move will not be allowed to go out with us later.”
There were no fools here, everyone understood Fan Yuan’s meaning. With the arrogance that Di Jiu had shown before, it would be a joke to say that Di Jiu did not set up a heavenly net at the place where that eight-trigram pattern exited.
There was nothing for Di Jiu to set up the Heavenly Loop, as long as they joined forces to go out together, even if Di Jiu was powerful, he would not be able to fight against so many Soul Origin Saint Emperors.
Now that Silent Hong Sen was obviously seriously injured, and Silent Hong Sen was planning to a*sa*sinate all the Mixed Origin Saint Emperors tainted with sacrifice, no one would want to miss this opportunity in this situation.
Where did Silent Hong Sen not know the danger, he didn’t even want to retrieve the formation plate, and turned around to vanish away.
Only before his talisman could be activated, a black net from Wu Luo locked onto him. At the same time, Fan Yuan blasted down a huge black monument of more than ten feet in circumference, and Silence Hong Sen’s domain had no resistance at all under the monument, which cracked open.
A sense of despair rose in his heart as he knew that if he hadn’t been injured he could have escaped, but now it was almost impossible to escape.
Since he couldn’t get away, he would fight to the death.
After understanding this, Silent Hong Sen completely ignored the attacks of Wu Luo and Fan Yuan this time, his domain frantically locked around the two three mid-mixed elements, and the great seal rolled up all his divine energy and blasted down.
Boom! Poof!
At the same time as Silent Hong Sen’s great seal blasted towards, the stone tablet smashed into his head and a bloody mist exploded. His great seal also blasted the two mid-mixing Yuan into shreds at this moment, leaving not even a single Yuan spirit left. Only the remaining Sea Clan Saint Emperor, Ma Jujia, relied on a top-tier defensive magic treasure and was left alive after being severely injured.
After Silent Hong Sen was killed and Ma Jiu Jia escaped with his life, the first thing he did was not to grab what the others had, but to directly withdraw from the attack range of Wu Luo and Fan Yuan. He had the lowest cultivation level, not to mention that he was also badly injured, so who was he to go and grab the others’ things?
Ten people had come in, and now only three remained.
“Fellow Daoist Fan and Fellow Daoist Ma, how will Silent Hong Sen and the other two Daoists’ rings be divided?” Wu Luo did not go to grab Silent Hong Sen’s ring at first either, even though he knew that Silent Hong Sen’s ring must have a large amount of good things in it.
The situation now was delicate, and it looked like Ma Ju Jia had the worst cultivation level and was injured. But Ma Jiujia was the key to the situation.
Both Wu Luo and Fan Yuan were at the late stage of the mixed element, and whichever side Ma Jiu Jia stood on, the other side was relatively more dangerous.
Fan Yuan said with a clasp of his fist, “Fellow Daoist Wu, how about you keep Silent Hong Sen’s ring, and I keep one of the rings of the remaining two and Fellow Daoist Ma, how about that?”
Wu Luo’s heart was pleased, it was obvious that Silent Hong Sen’s ring was the most valuable one. Before he could say anything, Ma Jujia said, “I have the worst cultivation, so I won’t take the ring.”
Wu Luo immediately laughed, “In that case, then I will take Silent Hong Sen’s ring and leave the other two rings to Fellow Daoist Fan.”
Fan Yuan was a late stage Mixed Yuan cultivator like him, and Wu Luo wouldn’t dare not take Fan Yuan to heart.
“That’s just right.” Without half a moment’s hesitation, Fan Yuan took the two rings of a mid-mixed Yuan cultivator, while even Silent Hong Sen’s ninth-grade divine array disk was also taken away by Fan Yuan.
Wu Luo’s heart ached, the value of the ninth grade divine array disk was too high, he originally wanted to take it away from Silent Hong Sen in front of him. Now that Fan Yuan had taken it away first, he couldn’t say anything. After all, he had even taken Silence Hong Sen’s ring, so it was not right to ask for that formation disk again.
When he saw Wu Luo take away Silent Sam’s ring, Fan Yuan laughed coldly in his heart, “You can’t live with your own sins.
After collecting the ring, Wu Luo was satisfied and said, “Fellow Daoist Fan, I’ve wanted to kill that Di for a long time, now I’m sure he’s outside setting up a trap formation, and the three of us will do it at the same time. Even if he could set up a level six trapped killing formation, I wouldn’t put it to heart.”
“Fellow Daoist Wu, you are a level six divine formation king?” Fan Yuan looked at Wu Luo in amazement.
Wu Luo smiled heatedly, “I am a level five divine formation king, although I am not yet level six, but I am not afraid of level six divine formations.”
Hearing that Wu Luo was not afraid of level six divine formations, Fan Yuan thought about whether he had been too careful in letting Silent Hong Sen’s ring go to Wu Luo earlier. In his opinion, even if Di Jiu was powerful, he could at most only set up a level six trapping divine formation. If there were only one or two people, Di Jiu plus his Level Six Trapping and Killing God Formation would have a real chance of killing them. Now that Wu Luo was a Level 5 Divine Formation King, then there was indeed no need for them to be afraid of Di Jiu.
Although he slightly regretted it in his heart, Fan Yuan still laughed and said, “Since Daoist Wu is a Grade 5 Divine Formation King, then what else is there to say, with the three of us, plus Daoist Wu’s level of formation dao, then even if Di Jiu is strong, he will have to drink our footwash.”
The reason why they were not afraid of Di Jiu setting up the trapping and killing formation outside before was because there were **one** of them in their party, even if Di Jiu was powerful, he would not be able to trap **one** of the Mixed Saint Emperors, right? It was just that they didn’t expect such a big change of heart midway, a group of ten people came in and only three were left to go out in the end.
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The two five-sided flags were retrieved by Di Jiu, who had long ago used the four five-sided flags to raise his trapping and killing formation to a seventh level divine formation. And it was still the more powerful of the seven level trapping divine formations.
Originally, Di Jiu had intended to trap the six Silent Hong Sen and then let three to four of them go. What Di Jiu did not expect was that after Gou Zhibi left, only three people came over.
Wu Luo, this was the guy he was bound to kill. Fan Yuan, this guy probably didn’t have a good feeling towards him either, and if he knew that he had killed the demon tribe’s forbidden Sheng Xun, he was afraid that he wouldn’t stop at him. Ma Jiu Jia, this mid-mixer of the Sea Clan, Di Jiu really didn’t put much thought into it.
But what about the rest of the three? Silent Hong Sen did not see them, and there were two other mid-mixed elements besides Silent Hong Sen that he did not see either.
Let’s ignore it for now and trap these three people.
“No need to go in, this should be the entrance to that kid’s trapped formation.” Wu Luo stopped.
Di Jiu was a little speechless as he grabbed dozens of formation flags without hesitation, while the law formation flags were instantly rearranged. If he only had this level of formation dao, he wouldn’t have dared to set up a trapping formation here to stop a group of Mixed Saint Emperors.
The space around him changed instantly, and an oppressive aura swept over. Both Wu Luo and Fan Yuan had their divine thoughts suppressed to the extreme at this time.
Fan Yuan’s face changed, although his formation dao was not as good as Wu Luo’s, he had seen a lot of things. If they were still outside of Di Jiu’s trap and kill formation when Wu Luo spoke, then they had definitely entered Di Jiu’s trap and kill formation now. Moreover, in his senses, I was afraid that this trapping and killing formation of Di Jiu’s was not a level six trapping and killing divine formation.
Wu Luo was also startled in his heart, and he suddenly had a bad feeling. This was because he had discovered that this Trapping and Killing Formation was not a level six one, but a level seven one. To be able to entrap him in a level seven God Trapping and Killing Formation, one could not simply be a level seven God Formation Emperor, but also have an extremely thorough understanding of the laws of space.
But how could Di Jiu have set up a level seven God Trapping and Killing Formation? This was absolutely impossible.
As soon as Fan Yuan took a look at Wu Luo’s face, he knew that his guess was right. Wu Luo’s formation level might be that of a Level 5 Divine Formation King, but compared to Di Jiu, it was still a notch below.
Thinking of this, Fan Yuan did not hesitate to take a step forward, far away from Wu Luo, while calling out, “Fellow Daoist Di Jiu, I, Fan Yuan, have always respected you, why is Fellow Daoist Di trapping me with a protective formation?”
Di Jiu just treated Fan Yuan’s words as air and consulted himself, “Where are the Silent Hun Sen people?”
This time, without waiting for Fan Yuan’s answer, Ma Ju Jia rushed up and replied, “Silent Hong Sen wanted to sacrifice the Green Lotus with our blood, but several of us joined forces to kill him.”
“Who has Silent Hong Sen’s ring on?” Di Jiu said indifferently, although he was not afraid of three Hybrid Saint Emperors, but trapping three of them at the same time would make it a bit difficult to kill Wu Luo. If one of them was desperate to explode himself, it would definitely not be possible to kill Wu Luo.
Fan Yuan’s heart rejoiced, it was as he had thought, “Fellow Daoist Di, Silent Hong Sen’s ring is on Wu Luo.”
When he heard Fan Yuan’s words, his heart sank, he finally understood why Fan Yuan did not want Silent Hong Sen’s ring.