บท 1090: The Heaven-slicing Formation and the Asura Arena

"What do you mean?" Nian Hongye instinctively sensed that something was wrong as if he had missed something.

"What do you mean? It means that none of you can leave here today. There are only two hundred Golden Immortals and one thousand gold immortals. I feel a little sorry for the trap I set up!"

Lu Xuan sighed. He had prepared the entire month for this day and had given time for these people to gather. However, only a few people had gathered after a month, which made him a little dissatisfied.

As Lu Xuan spoke, he quickly formed a complicated seal with his hands.

"Stop him!"

At this moment, Nian Hongye instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

In an instant, Nian Hongye made his move. Every move he made seemed as if the sky and earth were about to collapse.

Boom!

The earth and mountains shook!

His move was like that of a God from the legends. He wanted to kill Lu Xuan with a single strike!

"Dang!"