World of Cultivation

Lin Qian stood quietly in the air, looking at the huge but delicate mirage in the distance.

He couldn't see what was happening in the talisman formation, but the appearance of the five-color tower just now surprised him! Others may not know the origin of the Five-Colored Pagoda, but he saw Zuo Mo buying this magic weapon in Baibaofei Pavilion with his own eyes.

Although the Five Color Pagoda is somewhat ingenious, it is only a half-finished product. In his eyes, it is not a good magic weapon, let alone one that is close to his natal magic weapon.

However, what the Five Color Pagoda revealed just now is indeed the magic weapon of destiny!

Something must have happened during this time.

At this moment, the mirage suddenly fluctuated violently, the picture was blurry, and nothing could be seen.

The excited audience immediately burst into an uproar.

How is this going? Is there something wrong with "Phantom Array"?

Lin Qian was also a little surprised. There was no need to question the stability of the "Phantom Array" deployed by Tiansongzi. Could there be something going on inside Songtao Pavilion?

He was not the only one who was surprised, the most unexpected one was Tian Songzi. In order to set up the "Phantom Formation", he spent a lot of money, but now that something unexpected happened, he couldn't help but frown.

A leader next to him was also a little puzzled: "Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any problems with the "Mirage Array"."

"No." The other heads responded one after another.

The "Phantom Array" is a very mature and stable talisman array that has been used for a long time. There is nothing special about the one deployed this time except that the scale is much larger than usual.

Amatsuko's eyes suddenly twitched.

Someone noticed something strange about him and couldn't help but ask: "What did fellow Taoist discover?"

Tiansongzi looked normal and said with a smile: "It's just a little accident."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the mirage returned to normal, and everyone's attention was quickly attracted by the mirage.

However, Tian Songzi's eyes showed a slight look of shock. Songtao Pavilion is a magic weapon in the cave, which is controlled by each generation of Dongfu Temple leaders. Just now, he noticed that an extremely strong spiritual power fluctuation suddenly erupted in Songtao Pavilion. It was this spiritual power fluctuation that caused the "Mirage Phantom Array" to be affected and appear in a state. This fluctuation of spiritual power is like a passing meteor, coming and going quickly.

His eyes turned to the large formation in the mirage.

That's where the spiritual power explodes!

Who burst out with spiritual power? Zuo Mo? Or someone else?

He was neither surprised nor sad that Yu Bai was eliminated. It would be of great benefit to Yu Bai to have such a practical training. As for the rest, he didn't care. Maybe Yu Bai will be resentful, but this is exactly what Tian Songzi wants him to encounter.

Although Yu Bai is usually gentle and courteous, he is actually not familiar with worldly affairs and has a lot of arrogance in his heart. The aura of a young master is the trait that is most likely to appear in the core disciples of almost every sect.

Tiansongzi turned his attention to the formation again.

He couldn't help but admire Pei Yuanran, a disciple of Wukong Sword Sect. Except for Luo Li who still had the aura of a young master, neither Wei Sheng nor Zuo Mo had any trace of it on their bodies.

These two young people gave this sword trial the most significant marks.

"The Moon Mings and Collapses"!

Within the formation, everything collapsed into powder. Dust and water mist enveloped the formation. They continued to become finer and finer!

In the dusty sky, Zuo Mo opened his arms like a god, motionless, his eyes were empty and indifferent, without a trace of emotion. As soon as the dust and water mist approached Zuo Mo, it was like an invisible wall blocking him from crossing the thunder pool.

The seventy-two sub-formations of the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Formation are the most powerful, shaking the Songtao Pavilion! The unstoppable collapse sound was like a hurricane, sweeping across Songtao Pavilion. Wherever it passed, countless young spiritual beasts bleeding from their mouths and noses fell to the ground and died.

The collapse sound passed by, the cultivators were all shocked, their energy and blood were shaken, their spiritual power was almost out of control, and they were all shocked!

Even if the cultivators outside the talisman formation were affected like this, the pressure faced by the five people inside the talisman formation was hundreds of times greater!

Su Xiu's eyebrows were knitted together, showing a somewhat painful expression.

She still underestimated the power of the formation! Under the collapse of the sound, all her spiritual power almost collapsed.

The magnetic shield almost collapsed on the spot. She gritted her teeth, no longer daring to hold anything back, her spiritual energy surged throughout her body, and she tried her best to pour spiritual energy into the Obsidian Sword!

The magnetic force distorts the space, and her figure inside the cover is illusory like light and shadow.

Luo Li's condition was not much better. A stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His cultivation was not as deep as the other four, and he was already injured in one blow! But the corners of his mouth suddenly turned upward, and the fighting spirit in his eyes only increased, crazy and hot!

Last time I pushed you into such a difficult situation, but you didn’t admit defeat. This time you pushed me into such a embarrassing situation...

How can I lose to you...

His pupils suddenly expanded, and the flying sword floating in front of him made a clear sound. The sword buzzed and vibrated, like a stream of light, and penetrated into the ground in front of his feet until it had no handle.

He knelt on one knee in front of the sword and murmured in a low voice: "I'm leaving!"

I'm leaving...I'm leaving...I'm leaving...

A faint echo echoed around him, and the ghost-like figure floating in front of him suddenly became clear. A woman in plain clothes and long hair stood tall and graceful. Her eyes were filled with resentment. She sighed softly and raised her slender wrists.

A green-red light belt flew out of her hand and blocked the two of them.

Chang Heng stood there with no expression on his face. The ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch and immediately shattered into smaller pieces of fly ash, but he remained indifferent. In front of him, the blood spider seemed to be enraged, hissing and roaring, and the black runes all over its body suddenly glowed.

A black blood-colored light curtain blocked one person and one spider.

The yellow-faced man wore heavy armor, held a bronze sword, and exhaled loudly.

The bronze jade tip exploded with dazzling light. It was obviously stabbing in the air, but it seemed to encounter great resistance. It thrust forward bit by bit. Every inch was extremely difficult. The light at the top is getting more and more dazzling, until it becomes impossible to look at it!

The little ghost king in front of Gui Feng made a child's babbling sound, waving his little hands as pink as lotus roots, and the pale green light curtain followed the waving of his little hands, layer by layer. The thin green light curtain was as fragile as an eggshell and shattered as soon as it was laid down.

Gui Feng finally showed a look of horror.

The little ghost king seemed to be irritated and stopped babbling. A sinister and cruel look appeared on his innocent and cute little face. He started dancing with weird postures, and every movement was filled with an eerie and terrifying atmosphere, like a wizard dancing!

A pale green light belt emerged, spinning rapidly around Gui Feng and the Little Ghost King. There was a faint sound of mourning and wailing in the light belt.

The air around Zuo Mo, who was in a mysterious state, suddenly fluctuated.

Those indifferent and empty eyes moved, becoming more angry.

Zuo Mo felt a chill all over his body, and the previous comfort of being soaked in spiritual consciousness disappeared.

There is no gray, no starlight, no sea of ​​consciousness...

He moved his eyes. The full moon hung high above his head, with silk threads like hair and a halo like a bell.

The first thought in Zuo Mo's mind was: "Not good!"

Why did I wake up at such a critical time...

Before he had time to worry, he was hit head-on by a monster running at full speed like a hill. Poof, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was thrown up like a sandbag.

The strongest killer of the Seventy-Two Sub-Arrays, "Yue Ming Beng Yin" and Chang Heng, the strongest killers of the Sky Ring Yue Ming Formation, each fought to save their lives and collided head-on without any tricks!

The most powerful collision in this sword trial!

Boom boom boom!

The dazzling light is like the sun rising.

The power of landslides and earth splits makes the sky and earth change color.

The Tianhuan Yueming Formation could not withstand such a terrifying force collision, and it fell apart in an instant!

Poor Zuo Mo, who woke up at the most critical moment and returned to his normal state, how could he withstand the collision of these two forces? Fortunately, most of the power was absorbed by the Heavenly Ring and Moon Ming Formation, but even with the remaining power, Zuo Mo still couldn't bear it and suffered heavy losses immediately.

The five-color tower's entire body dimmed, and cracks appeared in the tower's body. It let out a mournful cry and turned into a stream of light, flying into Zuo Mo's body.

Chang Heng and the five others were not much better. The head-on collision between the two forces was far beyond their imagination. Before they had time to react, they were violently bounced dozens of feet away from the formation.

None of the five people was intact, everyone was injured, and their faces were filled with shock, even Chang Heng was no exception.

The Dongfu audience could not clearly see what was going on inside the talisman array through the mirage, and the sudden blurring of the mirage also caused many people to secretly speculate.

While everyone was wondering, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the newly recovered mirage.

Caught off guard, many people's eyes were completely blank and they could not see anything. The Dongfu suddenly became chaotic, and the panicked people subconsciously protected themselves. The huge Dongfu was filled with screams.

It wasn't until after a while that everyone's eyes returned to normal and the situation stabilized.

The frightened people subconsciously turned their attention to the mirage that had just happened.

hiss!

The sight of thousands of people gasping for air at the same time is unusual and spectacular.

In the mirage, the original position of Zuo Mo's talisman array was completely changed. The puddles are gone, the woods are gone, the talisman array is gone, and all that can be seen is a huge pit. The depth of the pit exceeds ten feet, and its diameter reaches an astonishing fifty feet. Such a terrifying pit made everyone feel cold and swallow hard.

Around the big pit, fifteen large cracks with a width of more than five feet stretched from the big pit to all sides. The longest crack was three miles long!

Even the shortest crack reaches one hundred feet!

The big black pit and dense cracks are shocking. It looks like an ugly water bladder.

But everyone who sees this "water bladder" has only fear and trembling in their minds!

What kind of strength is needed to do this?

The audience in Dongfu was so shocked, but the cultivators in Songtao Pavilion were even more shocked.

The moment the light lit up, the destructive power made everyone deeply feel what fear and death were!

No one is interested in fighting.

Their hearts were filled with terror, but their legs seemed to be possessed, running involuntarily towards the place where the light lit up.

When they saw the big pit, they seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength and sat down next to the big pit.

Where the leaders of Dongfu gathered, a voice that was filled with shock, anger, and pain that reached the bones suddenly rang out.

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