The Heaven-Killing and Earth-Destroying Formation is indeed powerful, but it is extremely complicated to set up.
Not only does it require at least hundreds of people to work together, it also takes at least five to seven days to complete.
If he were to complete this kind of project alone, it would take him at least several months to complete it.
This is also the reason why he had already developed this formation before but had not put it to use yet.
Now that the war is imminent, he must hurry up and make arrangements, otherwise the Nether Palace will be in danger.
However, just as they were preparing to set up the formation, Wang Bo sensed several faint fluctuations of spiritual power hidden nearby.
"Get out here!"
Wang Bo let out a low shout and immediately dodged.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
His speed was incredibly fast, and in an instant he turned into a shadow and disappeared into the darkness.
Several screams rang out one after another.
Then, Hongyue and others saw several figures flying out from the darkness and falling heavily in front of them.
"Someone is secretly watching?"
"Who are you?"
"What are you doing hiding near our Nether Palace?"
Hongyue, Qin Shangwu and others immediately arrested the man and interrogated him forcibly.
"Humph, you better let us go!"
Although several of them became prisoners, they all looked proud and acted as if they would rather die than surrender.
"Very courageous, huh?"
Wang Bo walked out of the darkness and stomped on one of the men's thighs, breaking it.
"ah!"
The man screamed miserably, "My legs, my legs are broken, you devil!"
"Now, can we talk properly?"
Wang Bo calmly asked, "Which faction are you from? Why are you spying around here?"
"Wang Bo, if you dare to do this to me, our Pavilion Master will not..."
"Bang!"
“Crack, crack, crack!”
He had only said half of the threat when Wang Bo brought out his ruthless palm print and stomped on his other leg, breaking it.
This time, the man was in excruciating pain.
"Wrong answer!"
Wang Bo continued calmly, "You only have one last chance. If you answer incorrectly again, your head will be stomped on next time!"
As he spoke, he raised his palm print again and aimed it at the man's head.
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