Chapter 526: Dormant for Ten Thousand Years, Peak Combat Power, Scattered Ashes, Continued

Chapter 526: Hibernating for 10,000 years, peak combat power, dusting off, and continuing to hibernate (Part 2)

The Tianxiang Holy Sect opened its gates to recruit big and small demons from all sides of Juntian, but it does not mean that all demons will come.

For many demon cultivators, with a Hedao demon on their heads, it is not as happy as recruiting disciples to be demons, but some demon cultivators want to take advantage of the situation and enjoy the shade.

This is also the reason why a group of demon cultivators can always be harvested every time the gates are opened.

Following the Hedao demon is a bit risky, but the rewards are also great.

Somewhere in the Tianxiang Holy City, Deshan was high in the sky overlooking the city and the surrounding areas, and he could see all the cultivators coming and going.

In order to overcome the great cause of the master, several demons were drawn from the sect before, so opening the gates was also for sustainable development.

He did not kill these demons right away. The demon cultivators fought fiercely, and it was not a big deal to disappear after a while.

On this day, many demons gathered in Tianxiang Holy City suddenly felt the terrifying pressure coming from heaven and earth.

The void, which was originally filled with demonic energy, suddenly faced wisps of black sky fire, and the vast flames suddenly covered the sky above the huge city.

In the flames, a hazy figure stood out, and the rolling pressure poured down like a waterfall.

In an instant, the noisy city fell silent, and countless cultivators felt as if a mountain of gods had fallen in their hearts.

"Ancestor Deshan!"

A clever demon exclaimed, knelt on the ground, and shouted in a deep voice.

After the first call of the ancestor, the voices began to rise and fall, and countless figures inside and outside the fairy city prostrated themselves on the ground, and the voices gradually gathered into a state of mountains and seas.

Deshan, who was in a high place, swept his eyes around bit by bit.

Not bad, there are more than fifty demons in the middle stage of the refining void. If they are well cultivated, they can contribute to the great cause of the master.

The fat man who hides his realm in the middle stage of the refining void...

Instantly, Deshan's eyes were startled, and his eyes locked onto a bone boat on a demon river in the city.

The dark-skinned fat man, his face has changed, but his body is still so round.

After so many years, except for that piece of wood, I finally met a fellow villager.

I didn't expect that the fat man was still alive.

A touch of purple light flashed in Deshan's eyes, and suddenly a sneer appeared on his face.

The model of Tianxiang Shengzong is a copy of Xuanshizong, but I didn't expect that the real owner is here!

Slightly embarrassed.

When he left Yunxiao Realm, Fatty Qian had already restored the former sect to the level of transformation. After so many years, he advanced to the late stage of refining emptiness. It seems that he is also a person with opportunity.

The sudden appearance of the fellow villager made Shen Lian feel much better.

Counting carefully, he really doesn't have many friends along the way.

The fat man is definitely one.

As for the second and third friends...

Shen Lian counted on his fingers and found that he couldn't use up all five fingers.

God has mercy on me.

Where are my beloved relatives and friends!

No! No!

…

Opening the mountain gate is just a cover, the real purpose is to gather these demon cultivators. With Deshan's presence, most of the cultivators who came were soon taken in.

Anyway, the territory of Tianxiang Holy Sect is extremely vast, and it was robbed earlier and there were no other sects. After these demon cultivators came, each of them was assigned a place.

Including the disguised Fatty Qian, who also successfully entered the sect.

Shen Lian did not think about meeting and drinking with them. It's good now. Take care of them secretly, and they will definitely become the backbone of the Holy Sect in the future.

After opening the mountain gate, the Tianxiang Holy Sect gradually calmed down a lot. Ancestor Deshan once again hid in the sect and became a lofty Hedao.

The entire Juntian territory has returned to its former tranquility. For most cultivators, Hedao is too far away, so it is more important to get some resources and practice in front of them.

…

The cultivation environment in Tianxiang Holy Sect is very loose, and each elder has a lot of autonomy, and strength is the main thing.

Deshan silently observed Qian Pangzi's actions. With his secret operation and Qian Pangzi's cleverness, I believe it won't take long for him to be promoted to the chief elder.

One day, Deshan was studying alchemy, and suddenly his expression was startled.

"Daoyou, the alchemy furnace is going to explode."

The little crocodile, the spiritual treasure of the formation, flew out and reminded softly.

"Boom!"

As the voice fell, the alchemy furnace exploded into pieces, and the alchemy fire enveloped the room.

"It seems that this deity is really not the material for alchemy."

Deshan put away the alchemy furnace. With such a unclear spiritual treasure of the formation by his side, he naturally did a lot more things.

Over the years, he has been waiting for the next move of this spirit.

In order to make himself not look so bored, he began to comprehend the alchemy in front of the spirit. His skills were so so-so, but he could already refine several fourth-level quality spiritual pills with fifth-level spiritual medicines.

These are also done for the spirit of the weapon to see.

Just imagine, a cultivator who has only one small rule and has achieved the Dao has no way forward, so does he still need to practice in seclusion?

The master of Juntian Pavilion can still go to see the turbid air hole, but does he have to squat and stare blankly every day?

So, Deshan started his own alchemy journey.

"Daoyou has amazing talent in the art of formation, but it's a pity that the pill and the formation are indeed difficult to communicate."

The little crocodile spoke, and it had been watching Deshan making the alchemy. If there were no accidents, a cultivator who has achieved the Dao would have a good life of more than 100,000 years. The road ahead has come to an end, and it is really boring without the desire to make progress.

However, in its opinion, Deshan just lost his goal.

Since the contract between the two parties was accidental and they were on guard against each other, the little crocodile was waiting for an opportunity to help Deshan regain his ambition and continue his plan.

"Such a high level of attainment in the art of formation, but trapped in the realm, it is really a jealousy of talent."

Deshan glanced at the little crocodile. These words with similar meanings have been said by the little crocodile many times over the years.

But he didn't respond, but wanted to see when the little crocodile would take the initiative to attack.

Then, Deshan's figure flashed and disappeared in the alchemy room.

The little crocodile did not leave with him. The two of them seemed to be the master and the spirit of the weapon, but in fact they each had a strong autonomy.

Looking at the empty alchemy room, the little crocodile's eyes were burning, and he got back into his own chess piece.

It didn't believe that Deshan was really so detached from the outside world and was willing to stop at the level of harmony.

A demon cultivator, or a demon cultivator who is proficient in formations, can be content with just a small rule of harmony?

As long as the old demon can't help it, it will have a chance.

...

After leaving the alchemy room, Deshan appeared outside the Heavenly Demon Cave deep in the Tianxiang Holy Sect.

The narrow crack entrance, like an eye, cuts across the vast void.

A seventh-grade lower-grade defensive formation has been placed at the entrance. Although the grade is average, it is among the top in Juntian Realm.

It can be said that looking at the entire Juntian Realm, the Hedao cultivators cannot break this formation.

However, a hole full of cracks still appeared on this defensive formation, and a strong flame wave remained, and a faint colorful light was looming.

"... turned to ash."

Sensing the remaining breath, Deshan's eyes flashed with purple light.

This bastard actually came.

With a flick of his finger, a wisp of black magic fire swirled and fell on the red flame at the broken position of the formation, and the black magic fire was immediately annihilated into nothingness.

"The fire rules of the fourth level."

...

At the same time, Shen Lian, who was still in the void star sea, stopped his steps.

He had guessed before that Cheng Hui lingered in Juntian and did not leave, most likely for Mi Xuzi, but he did not expect it to be true.

Thousands of years have passed, and this guy is really diligent.

Not only that, he really found the right place.

There are countless overlapping areas in the Heavenly Demon Cave. Even if Cheng Hui finds it, it will take time to accurately locate Mi Xuzi's position.

Not to mention, he has also made preparations at the location where Mi Xuzi is. Forcing in can only lead to destruction.

Shen Lian's eyes quickly pondered what to do next, whether to leave Cheng Hui behind.

The Heavenly Demon Cave is not a place of filthy light in the turbid air world, and there are not so many opponents here. Cheng Hui's realm is probably the realm of the fourth level twelfth floor.

With his fingers ticking at the void, Shen Lian's eyes quickly pondered the strength comparison between the enemy and us.

During the years of fishing in the Void Star Sea and silently promoting the advancement of his clones, he not only refined pills, but also extracted the seventh-level ores obtained from the Hedao cultivators and formed a formation.

On our side, we can send out a certain number of Daoji-level clones.

There are a total of 27 seventh-level low-grade formations including the five elements.

There are nine seventh-level middle-grade formations including the Yin and Yang polarity attributes.

There are no top-grade ones, mainly because the Hunyuan magic power is still a little short of the fire to refine the seventh-level top-grade ore.

But these formations added together are no weaker than the seventh-level top-grade formations.

In Mixuzi's hiding place, a seventh-level self-destructing formation is combined.

This deity assists behind the scenes.

A basket of Qi-replenishing elixirs.

Oh, and two self-destructing Hedao puppets.

The enemy, a 4th-turn, suspected 5th-turn, 12th-floor realm great cultivator, born in Lingmu Immortal Palace, 4th-turn fire rule, 4th-turn five-element rule.

…

"Hit him first and see the quality."

"If the quality is not good, call it Chenghui, this name has a good meaning."

After such a long recovery, Mixuzi has now recovered more than half, after all, Shen Lian, the original body, is willing to spend a lot of money.

A great demon lord in the Hedao realm, a 7th-level spiritual medicine, only he can take it out in the entire Juntian realm.

If Chenghui Daozun had found the place thousands of years ago, Shen Lian might still hesitate, now it is different from the past.

The important thing is that Shen Lian wants to dig into Chenghui's brain.

Looking at the entire Juntian realm, it is estimated that Chenghui is the only high-level cultivator in the Haotian realm wandering around.

This makes this cultivator's brain very rare for Shen Lian.

Chenghui Daozun is very likely to know the secret of the Hedao in the Juntian realm, otherwise, he would not have left the fairy black beans for Fu Guang.

Since he has something in mind, don't blame him for hitting his head.

With this thought, Shen Lian raised his hand and grabbed in the void. Suddenly, a narrow crack appeared in the void in front of him, and a teleportation array flashing with silver light was pulled out.

Void storage array, this is what he has figured out in recent years.

The spatial rules after the third transformation are very useful, and you can even open up storage space with you. When you use it, just pull it gently, which is more convenient than storing spiritual treasures.

Therefore, Shen Lian made several teleportation arrays in advance and placed them near the space he carried with him.

The flying boat quickly went to a larger land in the distance, and placed the teleportation array taken out of the space on the land. One by one, the spiritual crystals were quickly embedded in the array.

After doing all this, Shen Lian raised his hand and threw out another jade talisman.

The jade talisman shattered after landing, and a shaky talisman man jumped out, which swelled up quickly like blowing air, swayed left and right for a few times, and stood near the teleportation array.

After putting away the flying boat, Shen Lian stepped into the teleportation array, and as the silver light broke through the void, a dazzling rune distorted the space above.

When the spatial fluctuations on the teleportation array dissipated, the previous talisman man suddenly jumped onto the teleportation array, and chirped in his mouth to bombard the formation.

Boom!

The silver light exploded, and the teleportation array and the talisman man all turned into nothingness, and the land just now also collapsed. A huge space wave rolled up around, and it took a long time to calm down.

There were cultivators who sensed the movement, coming from far away, and when they arrived, the fluctuations had already calmed down.

They could only eat the dust floating in the void around them.

…

Somewhere in the Tianxiang Holy Sect.

A teleportation array hidden deep in the earth lit up, and Shen Lian walked out of it. The strong spatial fluctuations impacted the spiritual restrictions in the cave.

The dense spiritual restrictions were as bright as stars, blocking all the fluctuations of the teleportation array, without a single leak.

Then, Shen Lian's figure flashed and disappeared quickly.

Such formations are not only in the Tianxiang Holy Sect, but also in Fuguang and Wanxiang Mountain. However, they are hidden very deeply and were recently arranged by Shen Lian in recent years.

In a hurry, the teleportation array is faster than the escape technique after all, and it saves more mana.

Cheng Hui was able to track all the way to the Tianmo Cave, which is enough to show that this cultivator is not simple, and his perseverance is also good. It has been thousands of years, and he still hasn't given up.

But then again, it's only a few thousand years. If the descendants of Xianluo can be found and controlled, the benefits in the future will be beyond imagination.

After entering the Tianmo Cave, Shen Lian continued to pass through many realms according to his induction.

Even with the innate sense of purple light, he couldn't avoid bumping into different realms when he was on the road. It's easy to imagine how difficult it was to find someone in the Demon Cave.

...

In the dim cave, the spiritual ban flickered around. In the blood pool, Mi Xuzi sat cross-legged on the fallen blood, constantly taking blood into his body.

Under the blood, a huge skeleton can be seen.

Under the powerful resource repair, Mi Xuzi's breath has almost returned to the late stage of refining emptiness, and the rule power surging around him is looming.

In this case, it's okay to fight a little, but it's too far to face a cultivator of the twelfth floor realm.

The descendants of Xianluo are powerful, but they can't stand fighting again and again. If they don't spare this talent, it is estimated that Mi Xuzi may become the first Xianluo clan in history who can't advance to the Dao.

So this time Mi Xuzi is just a bait, and Shen Lian himself personally approached the battlefield to be the behind-the-scenes leader of the on-site hunting.

The founder of Hunyuan magic, if he can't cure Dingyuan, can't he cure you to ashes?

Speaking of which, this kind of thing used to be Mi Xuzi's task, but now his strength has not yet recovered to its peak.

Mi Xuzi's eyes glowed with purple light, and his figure flew out of the blood pool with a slight shake. Then the blood pool surged with blood, and a figure emerged again where he had sat cross-legged before.

As the blood surged, the figure gradually solidified and turned into a handsome appearance.

After tilting his head to take a look, he felt that something was still missing.

Then, with a "puff" sound, Mi Xuzi cut a hole in his chest, and the surging blood flowed down his palm, turning into a stream of blood and crashing into the sitting figure.

In an instant, the figure sitting cross-legged in the blood pool exuded a stronger Xianluo aura, replaced by Mi Xuzi's aura, which was lowered.

If you want to get a 12th floor cultivator to fall into the trap, you naturally have to spend some blood.

After doing all this, Mi Xuzi's figure disappeared in the secret realm in a flash.

...

In the Heavenly Demon Cave.

The gray figure rushed out of one area and then entered another area.

In front of him, a string of copper lamps was suspended. There were seven of them, each the size of a fist, slowly rotating around him.

A wisp of flame was dancing in the seven copper lamps, emitting a faint Xian Luo breath.

These breaths were collected by him from the dirty light land of the turbid air world. It was with these breaths, plus the replica of the Big Dipper Seven Star Lamp, that he found this place little by little.

Over the years, he has traveled through the upper, middle and lower Juntian realms, searching every corner little by little, and finally he found it.

It can be said that he has walked through every corner of Juntian, and he has searched all the places that may be conducive to the recovery of the blood soul.

Although the method is clumsy, the effect is obvious.

Eh... just like that, he found it.

The descendant of Xianluo is also a powerful master, hiding in the Heavenly Demon Cave.

He had heard about the mystery of this place when he was in the Haotian Realm. It is a good place to hide and conceal one's breath.

However, no matter how deep the prey hides, it cannot escape the eyes of the old hunter.

Knowing the strangeness of the Heavenly Demon Cave, Chenghui, who fell into the realm again and again, did not change his expression at all. He has been looking for thousands of years and does not care about spending more time.

The descendant of Xianluo, the posture of Tao Seed, even in the top-level Hedao Holy Land, only a few can condense Tao Seed before Hedao. This is no longer the posture of Jiujiu Tianjie, but a higher talent.

If he can obtain it, he will have a place among the future great ancestors of Lingmu Immortal Palace.

The last time there was a half-immortal from the spirit race in the Lingmu Immortal Palace was 30 million years ago.

It is a pity that after the ancestors of that generation passed away, no semi-immortal giants were born in the spirit race, not even Mahayana, and the strongest one was just a Jade Capital monk.

Thirty million years is too long, enough time for the factions in the palace to be rebaptized, and there is no longer a seat for the fairy clan.

There are now four giants in the palace, one from the human race, one from the demon clan, and a descendant of a fairy beast. Although these three giants have not shown up for many years, they still control the real power in the palace.

On top of the three giants, there is also the most powerful ancestor, Shuzu. The main gate of Lingmu Immortal Palace is built on the body of Shuzu.

…

Several years passed.

Cheng Hui, who had crossed hundreds of realms, had already sensed the fluctuations in the core area of ​​this area, but he was not moved by it. He was still cultivating the Big Dipper Lamp to sense the traces of Xian Luo. .

The movements deep in the Demonic Cave were not something he could participate in. He came here just to find Xian Luo.

Wandering around the major realms for these years, it is not without gains. The fluctuations on the seven-star lamp are increasing little by little, which means that he has found the right place.

On this day, the moment Cheng Hui entered a realm, the flames in the seven-star lamp hovering and rotating around him suddenly lit up.

Immediately, Cheng Hui reacted and his breathing became a little faster.

Found it!

"Seven stars form an array, thinking that your heart and blood will lead the way!"

Immediately, Cheng Hui flicked his finger, and a drop of blood split into seven pieces and sank into the seven star lanterns.

The seven star lanterns quickly formed an array and turned into a 'spoon' shape, hovering in the sky. Soon the blood beads that had been blended into the lights flew out, gathered at the mouth of the spoon, and fled into the distance.

Soon, Cheng Hui chased the waves and came to the sky above a deep mountain valley. His huge spiritual thoughts swept around, and his eyes lit up with colorful colors.

The mountains and valleys in front of him quickly disappeared in his eyes, and instead he saw a large looming spiritual forbidden area.

Although he couldn't clearly see the specific situation of the spiritual confinement, he could sense the formation arranged here.

"This is it."

After searching for thousands of years, he finally found it, and Cheng Hui couldn't help but show surprise on his face.

He could sense that the core of the formation's spiritual confinement contained earth-shattering energy, which was obviously to prevent the monks from taking action.

His attainments in formations were not strong, but he was able to peek into this hidden spiritual forbidden area, and even glimpsed the terrifying energy that was like a squeezing ocean.

In the core surrounded by rich energy, a figure exuding the aura of Immortal Luo sat cross-legged.

The blood descendant of Xianluo belongs to him!

"Sure enough, after killing the Hedao cultivator, there was no shortage of vitality to recover. He recovered so quickly."

Cheng Hui sneered, Xian Luo was powerful but after all, it was just for cultivating the void. If it were a Taoist level Xian Luo, he would not dare to come at all.

Thinking of the Xianluo Bloodline who had killed so many Daoji monks before, and the bodies and resources of these monks were also in the hands of the Xianluo Bloodline.

Catching a Xianluo blood descendant is equivalent to catching a gift... seventy, eighty, ninety!

"What a ruthless immortal, he actually arranged this kind of spiritual ban that will lead to death together, thinking that I will break in..."

Before Cheng Hui finished speaking, the look on his face changed, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but tremble in response.

"Little beast!"

Then, run away!

Moreover, even more dazzling colorful light surged out of the body and turned into a shield.

Damn Xian Luo, how dare you activate this energy that destroys the world.

Boom!

In the deep valley below, a ball of colorful energy surged up and turned into an extremely blazing sun. The terrifying energy overturned the valleys in all directions.

At this moment, the entire territory turned into a sea of ​​thunder and fire.

Chenghui's reaction speed was very fast, but he couldn't hold it back and the entire realm exploded, with dazzling light groups squeezing his body up and down from all directions.

Chenghui's face was cold, his body was filled with colorful brilliance, and countless colorful runes surged out of his body, resisting the energy impact from all directions.

Cheng Hui, who was at the center of the violent energy, felt energy comparable to the Daoji level, being slapped repeatedly from all directions.

He is a twelfth-floor monk and is not afraid of Daoji attacks, except for this overwhelming Daoji energy impact.

After searching for thousands of years, I finally found it. As soon as I found it, I had an enlightenment. Who can bear this surprise?

Too brutal.

He hasn't gone in yet. You must be sick when you step on the horse.

The terrifying energy was surging, and he was reduced to ashes. His blood was surging all over his body. Even with a shield on his side, the surging energy still caused chaos in his mana and slight displacement of his internal organs.

When he came up, he was beaten to a bloody head, which made Chenghui furious.

Xian Luo has recovered to such a state, so naturally it is impossible for him to want to die with him.

"I want to see where you are hiding!"

Then, the mana from Cheng Hui surged out, flattening the energy that was rushing towards him from all directions, and he staggered outwards.

The surging explosive energy behind him also pushed towards his butt.

However, if he wants to rely solely on this fixed spiritual restraint to self-destruct, for a great monk like him in the twelfth floor, the methods of the Xianluo monk are still a bit immature.

A pair of colorful eyes lit up again, and a dark shadow flashed away in the distance of this realm of destruction.

“Where are you going!”

The colorful magic power floated out like teleportation, and turned into a colorful sword light that broke through the violent energy. The unique magic power fluctuations of the Spirit Clan hit the back of the distant shadow.

When Cheng Hui just rushed out of the energy destruction zone, colorful light pillars lit up in all directions.

Each light pillar released a dazzling brilliance, and complicated patterns also emerged on its surface.

“Array base?”

“A seventh-level lower-grade array, which is good for dealing with Taoist monks!”

Looking at the colorful array base surrounding him, Cheng Hui pointed at the void, and the colorful sword energy evolved again.

The seventh-level lower-grade array was not good enough in front of him.

Under the colorful sword energy, several colorful array pillars derived in front of him were turned into nothingness by the sword energy in the air.

"Xianluo junior, a mere low-grade seventh-order formation is not enough to block my way."

After smashing the formation base, Cheng Hui looked at the phantom in the distance.

It was just a low-grade seventh-order formation. When he entered the Tianxiang Demon Cave, he had already broken one without any care.

As for who the formation belonged to, that was not important.

Believe it or not, after he got out, He Dao of Tianxiang Sect would apologize to him, saying that the formation blocked his way.

It was not uncommon for the descendants of Xianluo to have a seventh-order formation.

But it was a bit ridiculous to use it to block him.

Merely...

The next moment, Cheng Hui's expression suddenly froze.

...

"One?"

Outside the formation, the space was like ripples, and a hazy figure stretched out his body, all hidden in the fluctuations of the space.

Since the Yunxiao Realm, Master Shen has not been a stingy person.

In terms of formations, the price has always been increased without increasing the quantity. If you don't believe it, ask those monks who went down, which one was treated less?

He admits that he is timid, but he can't say that he is stingy.

"Buzz!"

The five-colored formation base that was chopped into ashes turned into two, two gave birth to three, and three gave birth to hundreds, turning into a forest of five-colored formation bases.

In all directions, the formation bases were like pillars of heaven, surrounding and standing, and the colorful mist was surging like the ocean.

Hundreds of formation bases stood in the sky, and the void in all directions began to stagnate, and a "click" sound was heard.

The humming sound on the formation base was like thunder, and sword lights, five-colored sacred mountains, pieces of gold and stone as big as stars, and figures of monks like humans and monsters were derived.

The aura emitted by each statue was between the foundation of the Tao and the twelfth floor.

The types are very diverse, but the quantity is large and sufficient.

After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Hui quickly put on a seven-color shield for himself, and sacrificed seven bronze lamps to protect his body.

And his fingers quickly tapped the void, gathering countless seven-color sword energy, condensing into a seven-color wind and thunder giant sword, floating above Cheng Hui's head.

"Break it for me!"

Looking at the overwhelming energy attack, Cheng Hui drove the seven-color giant sword in one direction.

He was proud but not stupid. He would be killed if he was trapped in this formation.

Only a fool could do it if he had more powerful magic than the formation.

Outside the formation.

In the ripples of space, the twisted shadow tapped the void again and again. Looking closely, you can barely see that it is a handsome monk.

At this moment, the monk flicked his fingers lightly, just like plucking the strings of a harp, standing proudly, with the demeanor of a true immortal.

Three hundred and sixty-five huge colorful array bases were fully activated, turning into overwhelming energy and falling towards Cheng Hui.

The colorful giant sword shattered dozens of falling attacks, but hundreds of the same energy were derived from the arrays in all directions at the same time.

There is no end to the fight, there is no end to the fight!

Break one, and two will be born.

Cheng Hui rushed left and right in the array, and it was obvious that the large pillars of the array base were about to be rushed in front of him.

But the entire array base seemed to have grown legs and quickly retreated.

Whose good array has long legs!

This scene made Cheng Hui's mouth tremble with anger.

He rushed, the array base retreated, he rushed again, and the array base retreated again.

He rushed to the left, and the array as a whole moved horizontally to the left.

Taking advantage of the unprepared, he blasted the sky with energy and slashed to the right in the opposite direction.

Alas... the array did not move again.

As an elder of the twelfth floor of Lingmu Immortal Palace, he was a well-informed cultivator, but this was the first time he had seen a formation with long legs.

The situation in front of him did not need to be explained.

The descendant of Xianluo had hidden his terrifying attainments in formations in the turbid world before!

Unable to cut the formation base, Cheng Hui could only summon the seven-color body protection fairy light to protect his body, but the endless energy attack did not give him a chance to breathe.

"Xianluo, take my sword!"

After a dozen breaths, trapped in such a disgusting formation, Cheng Hui roared, and two balls of seven-color energy flew out of his eyes.

The boundless sword energy began to surge, and suddenly a giant beast thousands of feet in size appeared.

This giant beast exuded colorful light all over its body, and its body was covered with sharp spikes like sharp swords.

At the moment of shock, the sharp sword growing out of his body broke through the air, shattered the attack of the formation on the face, and pierced into one of the formation bases at once.

"Boom!"

Under the impact of the sharp sword, the condensed array base was immediately shattered, and several adjacent array bases were also shattered, and the array suddenly became empty.

Seeing this, Cheng Hui was overjoyed, and his figure rushed to the location of the broken array base, wanting to break out of the array in one fell swoop.

As long as he escapes from the dilemma of the formation, he can control the Xianluo monk in turn.

A great monk of the twelfth floor realm cannot be easily controlled by a small Lianxu.

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Hui escaped from the broken five-color formation base, and then showed a slightly surprised look, and turned into a pig liver color.

"Evil obstacle!"

In the distance outside the five-color formation base, spiritual clouds were lingering, and yin and yang intertwined, and stars in the shape of the sun and the moon were derived and floated in the sky.

Under the sun and the moon was the five elements pillar, and above the pillar yin and yang intersected.

Beyond the formation, there was still a formation!

Yin and yang set the five elements, one set after another.

Cheng Hui's horrified look fell on Shen Lian's eyes outside the formation, which made him very satisfied.

As for the formation, you can learn it with just a little bit of practice.

It seems that this is another order without bad reviews.

After this test, he has sensed Cheng Hui's realm clearly. It is indeed as he guessed. The twelfth floor realm monk of the fourth transformation realm is weaker than he imagined.

Since he is a little weak, it is not his fault that he bullies the weak.

Oh no, it is Mi Xuzi.

At this moment, above the formation where the sun and the moon are suspended, the phantom of Mi Xuzi, who was transformed by Shen Lian, covered the entire formation.

Wearing ten kinds of rules, stepping on the sun, moon and stars, the world is shaken, and the magnificent figure is comparable to the size of the sun and the moon, overlooking the ash in the formation below.

So that people can't tell which one is the senior of the twelfth floor realm and which one is the junior of the refining void realm.

"It is not polite to come without returning the favor, senior of the twelfth floor realm, the junior of the refining void realm, please die!"

After speaking, Shen Lian pressed his palm hard.

I saw that in the formation of the dual combination of the five elements and yin and yang, a vast land of mountains and rivers emerged.

In the mountains and rivers, the waves are sparkling, and the magnetic light of the five elements converges, as if the whole world is suppressed by a realm.

The mountains and rivers of the nine methods of Hunyuan are boundless.

The five elements, yin and yang, and gravity converged, and once the three three-turn rules appeared, they turned into a realm to suppress.

Seeing such a vast pressure, Cheng Hui was horrified.

After the three three-turn rules merged into one, the fused pressure was no less than the four-turn rule.

This is impossible!

If Mi Xuzi had this ability, how could he explode his body and escape.

The Mi Xuzi in front of him and the Mi Xuzi of the past seemed to have changed.

"Clang clang!"

Cheng Hui's body was surging with colorful colors, and the five elements gathered together to form a giant sword.

Moreover, countless sword lights bloomed around Cheng Hui, trying to tear apart the void imprisoned by gravity.

"Taichu Wanxiang!"

It was also at this moment that Cheng Hui suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

He had experienced this breath of death more than once.

In horror, colorful runes as big as rice grains emerged from his body, sticking to each other and turning into a colorful cloak to protect his body.

But Cheng Hui, who was hiding, still couldn't feel the warmth, and his eyes reflected a colorful scene.

I saw that at the intersection of the sun, moon and stars above the formation, a colorful rule evolved, and after gathering in the air, it actually condensed all the brilliance and turned into a dim gray light.

Yes, it was like the color of chaos.

The moment the gray light was formed, it strangely bred all kinds of brilliance of the world inside, and turned into a huge waterfall from the sky.

At this moment, all the colorful lights from all directions seemed to be absorbed by this gray light.

There was nothing else in the world.

"Comparable to the seventh turn!"

The moment the gray light evolved, Cheng Hui felt even more terrified, and his teeth trembled.

"What kind of magic is this? How can there be such a level of refining perfection in the fairy world!"

But as soon as this thought came out, Cheng Hui felt that he was directly trapped in an endless sea of ​​fire, thunder, broken space and other scenes.

The colorful cloak that protected the body broke into energy after only a breath, and the Big Dipper lamp also exploded.

"If this continues, my soul will be scattered!"

Between life and death, Cheng Hui's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and as he clenched his teeth, a spiritual object like a colorful spiritual spring gushed out from his sea of ​​​​mind.

This was his life-saving trump card, which could protect a wisp of soul and escape. It was originally intended to guard against a more powerful cultivator than him.

Unexpectedly, it was used in front of a cultivator of Lianxu today.

When the colorful spiritual spring was about to merge with the soul, a buzzing sound exploded in Cheng Hui's sea of ​​​​mind.

"Three Burials of Chaotic Souls!"

A surging soul river poured into Cheng Hui's sea of ​​​​mind out of thin air.

The broken information of a million years suddenly submerged the colorful spiritual spring and Cheng Hui's soul.

"Xianluo..."

Cheng Hui was shocked to feel that his sea of ​​​​mind was submerged by boundless information. He wanted to struggle but was powerless. He could only be completely submerged and lost his independent consciousness.

At the same time, the gray light energy falling from the sky fell, washing his flesh into a blood mist.

…

"I just used two spells, and you can't do it."

Above the formation of the sun, moon and stars, Shen Lian's figure shook, the twelfth floor cultivator was a little weak.

"Lao Mi, this is your first twelfth floor realm record."

…

Shen Lian quickly gathered the battlefield and fled away.

In fact, there was nothing to restrain. The spiritual treasure had been broken and the flesh was beaten into a blood mist.

He didn't expect that the move of Taichu Wanxiang was so powerful.

Ten rules merged into one, Hunyuan fell, and the fourth-turn twelfth floor cultivator was also stubborn. He was beaten into a blood mist without saying a word.

It can be regarded as a default praise.

The only thing that is not beautiful is that he did not follow the last words of Senior Chenghui, which turned it into blood mist.

However, seniors should be more generous, and there is no need to be fussy about this little problem.

Shen Lian is also a person who is going through life. He waved his hand and grabbed the blood mist, condensed it into a pure blood ball and put it away.

His body was beaten into blood mist, but the origin of the Lingyi clan is still there.

He has a prepared clone of the Lingyi clan. Maybe he can inherit the mantle of the predecessors and hunt down the descendants of the hateful Xianluo to avenge the predecessors.

He escaped from the Tianmo Cave all the way, found a place to hide, and began to dig up the memory of Chenghui Daozun.

...

"It's really you who did it."

Under the double attack of Taichu Wanxiang and Sanzang Luanhun, Chenghui Daozun's memory acquisition did not have many twists and turns, and most of it was captured by Shen Lian.

As rumored, the ancestors of super forces such as Lingmu Xiangong established the barrier of three realms and nine days.

Before, Cheng Hui gave Fu Guang the black beans, but he didn't expect that he really had doubts in his heart, thinking that there might be a Taoist coming down from Haotian or Cangtian.

Unexpectedly, after so long, there was no movement at all.

When Shen Lian was interested, Cheng Hui gave the black beans to Tianshui, and he was actually trying to get something for nothing.

This made him realize that there was a similarity between him and Cheng Hui. After all, he often did this kind of operation, which made him feel sympathetic.

"Who is talking about it as if he has a backer? I also work hard."

When reading part of the memory, Shen Lian agreed.

No wonder Cheng Hui had the patience to spend thousands of years to find the traces of Mi Xuzi bit by bit in Juntian Realm.

Nothing, only hard work.

Those guys who rely on their parents must not know their efforts.

"...Divine Enlightenment Points +6"