Chapter 7 Playing the Celestial Immortal Formation (Ask for a Monthly Ticket!)

Nangong Sheng held a white Go, and fought against Ye Qingcheng's Immortal Killing Sword.

Immortals are immortals after all, just with that kind of bearing, they are enough to surpass hundreds of millions of mortals. When the army is approaching and ambushing on all sides, they still deal with it indifferently, being strong and elegant.

Ye Qingcheng held the Slaying Immortal Sword, and looked at Nangong Sheng with incomparable dignity, as if he was a little apprehensive.

"One son and one fairy formation, it is for your accomplishments in this formation. In the world of the sun, no, even in this underworld, you are well-deserved as the master of the first formation. It is already thirty-four sons. If you are cracked one by one by me, you can still do it!" Lazie?" Ye Qingcheng looked at Nangong Sheng solemnly and said.

"Slaying the Immortal Sword really deserves its reputation! Ye Qingcheng, with one sword, can conquer the city, flying immortals outside the sky, he is a good swordsmanship, but your swordsmanship is not as good as my Nether Heaven, which is the current God of the Nether Heaven, Jian Ao, he is the number one swordsman. " Nangong Sheng laughed.

"Oh? Really? If there is a chance, Ye Qingcheng will ask for advice in person, but what about you now? Can you still settle?" Ye Qingcheng said in a deep voice.

"Since you are so impatient, well, this is the thirty-fifth son, named 'Self'." Nangong Sheng said in a deep voice.

Nangong Sheng's words fell, and Ye Qingcheng suddenly stood up solemnly, staring at the white chess piece in Nangong Sheng's hands.

In the distance, Zhong Shan and others also watched solemnly, looking at Nangong Sheng's indifference.

"This is the 'Yi Tian Xian Formation'." Gu Qianyou said suddenly.

"Oh? Yitianxian Formation?" Everyone looked at Gu Qianyou suspiciously.

"I once heard the Holy Majesty say that this is a large attack and attack formation created by Nangong Sheng. It is like a game of Go. When one piece is dropped, the game changes suddenly. Every time one more piece is dropped, the power of the large formation increases exponentially. An extremely powerful formation. When the Holy Majesty faced Nangong Sheng back then, Nangong Sheng just created the thirty-second son, that is, thirty-two multiplied attack formations. Unexpectedly, he had already created the thirty-fifth formation. Son!" Gu Qianyou immediately explained.

"Yi Tianxian Formation? Thirty-fifth child, self?" Zhong Shan repeated Nangong Sheng's words in a whisper.

In the distance, Nangong Sheng smiled lightly, and the white chess piece in his hand fell down gently. Suddenly, a white chessboard appeared in front of Nangong Sheng, and the white chess pieces fell down lightly.

"Snapped"

The chessboard suddenly disappeared, and at this moment, Ye Qingcheng became more dignified, holding the Immortal Slaying Sword tightly in his hand, and became very cautiously on guard.

When the chessboard disappeared, countless islands suddenly sank to the bottom of the sea of ​​blood, and then floated up strangely.

The number of islands in the sea of ​​floating blood suddenly doubled, and at this moment, Zhong Shan was shocked to discover that the square sea of ​​floating blood was like a huge chessboard, and the countless dark islands were chess pieces, which fell on the chessboard in a regular manner. Above the intersection point, countless sea islands pull, suddenly forming a huge formation.

For a moment, the surface of the sea was glowing red, heading straight to the distant sky.

A powerful aura came over, rushing straight into everyone's minds. It was a powerful aura, like the powerful aura of the world's anger, and many people backed away in fear.

But at this time, amidst the red light above the sea of ​​floating blood, the space seemed to be slightly distorted. Together with the huge formation, the squeezed space shook for a while.

The shaking space, this is not difficult for Ye Qingcheng, what Ye Qingcheng is guarding against is a cloud of blood mist in the air.

That cloud of blood mist seemed to be completely formed by a large formation. It gathered more and more, and the power of countless spaces gathered in it. Slowly, it gathered to the height of a person, and then slowly solidified from a cloud of blood mist, getting bigger and bigger. The firmer it is, the clearer it becomes.

"Ye Qingcheng?" Xianxian exclaimed.

Not only Xianxian, but almost everyone's eyes widened, because everyone saw that the body that was condensed from the blood mist was exactly the same as Ye Qingcheng.

An identical Ye Qingcheng slowly condensed out, followed by the Immortal Killing Sword, and even the Immortal Killing Sword actually condensed into an identical one.

In the sky, Ye Qingcheng looked at the opposite side in horror. The figure on the opposite side had exactly the same aura as his own, everything was the same, even the Immortal Slaying Sword in the opponent's hand had exactly the same aura as his own.

Thirty-fifth son, self?

Is this a battle with ego? Ye Qingcheng naturally knew that it couldn't be him, it was just a spatial body simulated by the Yitian Immortal Formation based on himself. However, the indicators may be exactly the same as themselves.

The space body on the opposite side stared at Ye Qingcheng. As long as Nangong Sheng gives an order, the space body will definitely use the sword to kill Ye Qingcheng.

Exactly the same as yourself? Ye Qingcheng didn't believe it, didn't believe that the strength of this space body was exactly the same as her own.

With a slight swipe of the Immortal-killing Sword in his hand, a powerful sword intent rushed straight away. When the Immortal-killing Sword passed by, there was a huge crack in the space, which was pitch black, bringing out terrifying power.

The space body on the opposite side also swung the 'Immortal Killing Sword' in its hand, and the sword was swung out, exactly like Ye Qingcheng's, bringing out a terrifying power, even worse than Ye Qingcheng, cutting through the broken space and slashing towards Ye Qingcheng .

Ye Qingcheng was probing, but the space body on the opposite side, which was exactly the same as him, put all his strength into it.

"Ding~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Two Absolute Immortal Swords collided powerfully. Where the sword points touched in the sky above, a huge black hole of about a hundred feet was shaken out. A terrifying impact, the strength of this space body is strong.

"Pfft~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Ye Qingcheng spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew hundreds of feet backwards, while the spatial body stood in place without retreating.

"How is it possible?" Almost everyone was stunned.

Is this space body so powerful? That's Ye Qingcheng, and he still lost with the Immortal Killing Sword?

"If you don't try your best, it won't be polite to you. As strong as you are, he will be as strong as you are!" Nangong Sheng said with a smile.

Thirty-fifth son, self?

Everyone on the periphery gasped, this formation is too exaggerated!

"How can it be so strong? It's just a simulated dummy." Xianxian said in surprise.

"In the past, the Holy One once said that the Yitian Immortal Formation designed a wide range of formations, shocking the world. It not only involves the power of space, but also some phantom formations, and even some heart formations. The space body in front of you is indeed exactly the same as Ye Qingcheng's strength. At least in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, they are absolutely the same, if you don't defeat yourself, you won't be able to break through the formation!" Gu Qianyou said in horror after thinking about it.

"That is to say, how strong you are in your heart is how strong your space body is?" Yin Luori frowned.

"Then that is to say, those who are proud will undoubtedly die, and those who have low self-esteem can easily break through?" Zhong Shan smiled strangely.

The strong inside fought, and the onlookers outside entertained. Zhong Shan and others kept thinking about the solution.

"It seems to be the truth!" Everyone said something strange to Zhong Shan.

"But is Ye Qingcheng a person with low self-esteem?" Zhong Shan shook his head and said.

Obviously that is impossible, Ye Qingcheng is the master of a great holy land, how could he feel inferior?

Ye Qingcheng was defeated by a sword, and immediately prepared to fight, looking at the space body in the distance with full vigilance.

With a twist of the wrist, the Immortal Slaying Sword cut across a space and slashed towards the space body again.

The mighty Ye Qingcheng slashed out the Immortal Slaying Sword with all his strength, the space in all directions shook suddenly, and the inner scene was distorted and out of shape, only a little blurry shadow and the deep black hole could be seen.

“Boom, boom, boom……………………………!”

Perhaps there is also the sound of heavy impacts, the attack of an absolute strongman, countless sword marks all around, and in the distorted space, space cracks tear apart in all directions like glass shattering.

A terrifying attack, this is Ye Qingcheng's strength.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

During the battle, a huge black hole with a diameter of thousands of feet stood high in the sky. The black hole did not get smaller, but the space ripples around the black hole swayed in all directions. The battle, the horror of the battle shock.

This is the battle of the strong. Countless onlookers retreated one after another. Even Zhong Shan and others retreated quickly. The battle was so exciting.

"Ding~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

With another sword strike, Ye Qingcheng finally separated from the space body, standing on both sides of the black hole, the black hole slowly shrunk.

The two confronted each other with swords again. There were a lot of sword marks on the clothes of the two of them, and they both suffered the same injury.

"It's amazing!" Xianxian exclaimed.

"Unfortunately, it is not easy for Ye Qingcheng to defeat that spatial body!" The old man frowned.

"No!" Zhong Shan shook his head suddenly.

"how?"

"Don't you think this Ye Qingcheng is scary?" Zhong Shan frowned.

"Oh?" Everyone looked at Zhong Shan, only Gu Qianyou suddenly realized, and looked at Ye Qingcheng solemnly.

"If Ye Qingcheng is proud, then the opponent will become stronger because of his state of mind, and if he is inferior, he will become weaker. But now, it is obvious that they are evenly matched. What does that mean?" Zhong Shan said in a deep voice.

"He is neither proud nor inferior!" The old man thought for a while.

"Yes, neither pride nor low self-esteem. You can deceive others on the outside, but you can't deceive yourself on the inside. As long as you don't have low self-esteem, who would think that you are inferior? A little pride in the heart is inevitable, or everyone will be self-conscious about themselves. He is proud of his current achievements, but Ye Qingcheng in front of him is not, not at all, he controls his emotions so finely, such a talent is terrifying!" Zhong Shan said in a deep voice.

After Zhong Shan finished speaking, everyone was silent for a while.

In the distance, a sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Qingcheng's mouth, a gleam in his eyes flashed, and with a mention of the Immortal Killing Sword, he slashed towards the space body again. The two powerfully collided, and the swords touched each other, bringing out a large amount of space shattering. The powerful battle dazzled countless people around, and the terrifying aftermath shook the clouds in all directions.

However, there is one thing that is very strange, Nangong Sheng, the ups and downs of the sea of ​​blood where Nangong Sheng is located, but only set off waves. And at this moment, Nangong Sheng, on his right hand, strangely had another black chess piece.

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