The Heaven’s Jailer

The vibration was severe.

Even some strong saints are a little unstable.

"Does Luo Fengnian still have a back player?"

At the next moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Luo Fengnian. Xuanji star was chosen by the Luo clan. Such a change, saying that it had nothing to do with the Luo clan and Luo Fengnian. Everyone didn't believe it.

"In Luofeng, I always talked and counted. If I joined the Feather League, I would join the Feather League. I will never regret it!"

Feeling doubtful eyes, Luo Fengnian emphasized in a deep voice.

"Puff..."

However, as soon as Luo Fengnian's words fell, two lightsabers broke out, and the two Sanskrit saints standing nearby were split into two by lightsabers.

"Emperor Yu, you have to be the master of the Vatican!"

The Vatican was filled with outrage.

As we all know, the contradiction between the Luo and Yu tribes originated from the Vatican. At the beginning, the Luo wanted to annex the Vatican, and sent elders to lead a direct attack on the city. As a result, the Vatican invited foreign aid, Fan Jia, the head of the Fan clan. Beheaded.

Based on past grievances, the Vatican took it for granted that the Luo clan had started against the Vatican again.

"Master Harvest, you are too much."

Liu Lang's expression instantly became gloomy.

A second ago, Luo Fengnian also said that he was willing to join the Feather Clan Alliance, and in the next second he would attack the Vatican who belonged to the Feather Clan Alliance. This was clearly slapped in the face.

"Emperor Yu, the change of Xuanji Star really has nothing to do with the Luo Clan."

Luo Fengnian explained.

"Ke Xuanji Star was chosen by the Luo family."

Liu Lang said in a deep voice.

"I……"

Luo Fengnian wanted to cry without tears, he felt that even if he had eight mouths, he couldn't explain it clearly.

"Puff...Puff..."

At this moment, two lightsabers suddenly flew out from the lightsabers. This time, the target of the lightsabers turned out to be the saint master of the Luo family.

The two lords of the Luo nationality died unexpectedly without saying a word.

Happy year in Luofeng.

Yes, it's overjoyed.

If Liu Lang continues to misunderstand, it is bound to be a **** battle. When the time comes, the Luo tribe will flow blood into a river, and these two Luo tribe saint masters are worthy of death.

"Emperor Yu, you see, the underground changes really have nothing to do with the Luo clan!"

Luo Fengnian said to Liu Lang.

"Ok?"

Facts speak louder than words, no matter how ruthless Luo Fengnian is, it is impossible for the killing team to attack his own children.

"Puff puff puff..."

Just as Liu Lang thought about who else besides the Luo Clan, under his nose, making such small movements, the lightsabers in the ground suddenly became dense, and in an instant, there were a hundred or eighty people recruited. These one hundred and eighty people come from all races, and there is even a feather tribe saint master.

Some people didn't hurt the vitals, but they touched the lightsaber with their fingertips and died quickly.

"Could it be the Demon Race, the Jin Race, or the Jiuding Race?"

After the Luo Clan was attached to the Yu Clan Alliance, looking at the entire core star field, there were only three strong clans left.

People instinctively thought that it was the demons, the gold tribe, or the Jiuding tribe who had assassinated the assassins, trying to kill the feather tribe.

But now, it's not a time to struggle with who is behind. How to survive and how to reduce casualties is the top priority.

The powerhouses of various races immediately joined forces to set up barriers in an attempt to prevent the lightsabers from hurting their own people, but those lightsabers seemed invincible, even if dozens of holy masters peaked together, they couldn't stop them.

Someone wanted to flee, but they flew up, only ascending a few tens of feet, and then was blocked by a giant net. No matter how bombarded that giant net, the giant net remained motionless.

There was a giant net blocking the way, and a lightsaber dying at the bottom. The Xuanji star, which was originally peaceful, turned into a dark asura field in minutes.

"Everyone, come to me."

At this moment, Liu Lang raised his arms and shouted.

At this time, everyone discovered that Liu Lang had arrived at the place where Luo Fengnian and Song Yide had been fighting.

It's different elsewhere. There is no lightsaber there. All the lightsabers seem to have deliberately avoided there, slipping away, and shooting in all directions.

"It's a big formation under the feather emperor!"

Seeing this scene, many people suddenly realized.

Just now, Luo Fengnian and Song Yide, who were in the Divine King Realm, were fighting against each other. In order to avoid the aftermath of the battle from hurting others, Liu Lang deliberately set up a large formation around the battlefield.

Unexpectedly, this large formation has become a refuge for everyone.

Many cultivators from the Hundred Great Clans immediately swarmed, and soon, within a few hundred miles of space, hundreds of thousands of people were crowded.

"Finally there is a chance to breathe."

Looking at the outside of the big formation, the lightsaber continued to shuttle back and forth, and everyone in the formation was lingering.

"Thank you Emperor Yu for his life-saving grace."

In the next moment, everyone turned to Liu Lang and bowed to salute.

If it weren't for Liu Lang, the people inside would be pretty much the same if the whole army was wiped out.

"Don't rush to thank me, it's not over yet."

Liu Lang frowned and said in a deep voice.

Although everyone can't see it, Liu Lang, as a person who sets up the formation, clearly knows that at this moment, there are countless keys to attack the formation from below.

This big formation was the result of Liu Lang waved his hand. Although the defense is good, it is hard to say how long it can last under the consumption of those lightsabers.

"Master Fengnian, when the Luos chose Xuanji, did they find a problem with Xuanji?"

At this time, a strong clan chief asked Luo Fengnian.

Many people died in the Luo family. Everyone no longer suspects that the lightsaber was fabricated by the Luo family, but it is precisely because of the Luo family that everyone is standing here. The Luo family should have an explanation.

"If I find out the problem early, should I still choose here?"

Luo Fengnian said in a cold voice: "Although Xuanji Star is in the territory of the Luo family, since the Xuanji family perished, the Luo people have never set foot here again."

"In other words, no one has set foot here for a million years?"

Hearing Luo Fengnian's description, Liu Lang raised his eyebrows.

"Theoretically this is the case, but it is not ruled out that some people, after knowing our fight, took advantage of the Luo clan's unpreparedness, boarded the Xuanji star. After all, this is an abandoned continent, and the Luo clan would not usually take strict precautions."

Luo Fengnian explained.

Now, he also tends to be the assassin of the Demon, Jin, or Jiuding.

"It shouldn't be that after knowing that we competed, we deliberately set up a killing formation."

Liu Lang shook his head, denying Luo Fengnian's conjecture.

"why?"

Luo Fengnian puzzled.

The others also looked at Liu Lang together, wondering why Liu Lang said so.

"Analyzing the power of the lightsaber array and pushing back the magic array that issued the lightsaber, I feel that the age of the underground magic array will not be less than a million years."

Liu Lang groaned.

"Not less than a million years?"

Luo Fengnian asked suspiciously: "What do you mean, the underground circle is left by the Xuanji clan?"

Inferred from the age, a million years ago, the battle between the Xuanji and Luo tribes had just begun. Xuanji Star, as the base camp of the Xuanji Clan, except that the Xuanji Clan can set foot, no one else can enter.