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Chapter 526: Hiding for years, reaching peak combat power, raising ashes, and continuing to lie dormant (Part )
The Tianxiang Holy Sect opened its gates and recruited demons of all sizes from all over the world, but it did not mean that all demons would come.

For many demon cultivators, with an old demon of Hedao looming over their heads, how could they be as happy as accepting disciples as old demons? However, some demon cultivators wanted to take advantage of the situation and enjoy the shade under the big tree.

This is also the reason why every time the mountain gate is opened, a group of demon cultivators can always be harvested.

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

Somewhere in the Tianxiang Holy City, Deshan was standing high in the sky, overlooking the city inside and outside, and had a panoramic view of all the monks coming and going.

For the sake of my great cause of overcoming the tribulation, I had previously extracted several demons from the sect, so opening the mountain gate was also for sustainable development.

He didn't kill these demons right away. The demon cultivators were fighting each other, and it wasn't a big deal if one of them disappeared every once in a while.

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

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

A shadowy figure stood out from the flames, and overwhelming pressure poured down like a waterfall.

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

"Ancestor Deshan!"

The clever demon exclaimed, fell to his knees, and shouted in a deep voice.

After the first call of "Ancestor", voices began to rise one after another. Countless figures inside and outside the fairy city prostrated themselves on the ground, and the voices gradually gathered into a state of thunder and tsunami.

Deshan, who was standing on a high place, scanned the surroundings little by little.

Not bad. There are more than fifty demons in the middle stage of the Refinement Realm. If they are trained well, they can contribute to my great cause.

A fat guy in the middle stage of Refining Void...whose realm is hidden.

In an instant, Deshan's eyes were stunned, and his gaze was fixed on a bone boat on a magic river in the city.

The fat man with dark skin has changed his face, but his body is still as round as before.

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

I didn't expect this fat guy is still alive.

A hint of purple light flashed in Deshan's eyes, and suddenly a smirk appeared on her face.

The model of the Tianxiang Holy Sect was plagiarized from the Xuanshi Sect, but I didn’t expect the real owner to come!

Slightly embarrassed.

When he left the Yunxiao Realm, Fatty Qian had already restored his former sect to the level of Spirit Transformation. After so many years, he has advanced to the late stage of Void Refinement. It seems that he is also a man of opportunity.

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

If I count them carefully, I don’t have many friends along the way of practicing.

Fatty is definitely one of them.

As for the second and third friends...

Shen Lian counted on his fingers and found that he could not use all five fingers.

What a pity.

Where are my beloved relatives and friends?

No! No!
……

Opening the mountain gate was just a cover, the real purpose was to recruit these evil cultivators. With Deshan's intervention, most of the cultivators who came were soon recruited under his command.

Anyway, the territory of the Tianxiang Holy Sect is extremely vast, and it had been occupied so much earlier that there were no other sects left. After these demon cultivators came, each of them was allocated a piece of land.

Including Fatty Qian, who was in disguise, also successfully entered the sect.

Shen Lian didn't even think about going to meet him and have a drink. It was good like this now. He could take care of him secretly and he would definitely become the backbone of the Holy Sect in the future.

After the mountain gate was opened, things in the Tianxiang Holy Sect gradually calmed down. Ancestor Deshan once again hid himself in the sect and became the almighty Hedao.

The entire Juntian territory has returned to its former tranquility. For the vast majority of cultivators, the Dao is too far away, so it is more important to gather some resources and focus on their current cultivation.

……

The practice environment within the Tianxiang Holy Sect is very loose, and each elder has a great deal of autonomy, and strength is the main thing that is respected.

Deshan silently observed Fatty Qian's actions. With his behind-the-scenes operations and Fatty Qian's cleverness, he believed that he would be promoted to the grand elder in no time.

One day, Deshan was studying alchemy when he suddenly looked stunned.

"Fellow Daoist, the alchemy furnace is about to explode."

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

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the alchemy furnace exploded into pieces, and alchemy fire enveloped the room.

"It seems that I am really not suitable for alchemy."

Deshan put away the alchemy furnace. With such a confused spiritual treasure of formation beside him, he naturally became more focused in his work.

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

In order to make himself look less boring, he began to comprehend the art of alchemy in front of the spirit of the weapon. Although his skills were mediocre, he could already use fifth-level spiritual medicines to refine several fourth-level spiritual pills.

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

Just imagine, for a cultivator who has mastered a single small rule, if he has no way forward, does he still need to practice in seclusion?

The Master of Juntian Pavilion can go and check the hole of turbid air, but does he just squat there and stare blankly every day?

So, Deshan started his own journey of alchemy.

"You have amazing talent in formation, but it's a pity that the connection between pills and formations is difficult."

The little crocodile spoke. It had been watching Deshan making the elixir. If nothing unexpected happened, a Hedao would still have more than 100,000 years to live. But now the road ahead has come to an end. It would be really boring without the desire to make progress.

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

Since the contract was concluded by chance and both parties were on guard against each other, the little crocodile was waiting for an opportunity to help Deok-sun regain her ambition and continue her plan.

"With such a high level of attainment in formation, he is stuck in his realm. It's really a case of God being jealous of his talent."

Deshan glanced at the little crocodile. The little crocodile had said similar words many times over the years.

But he didn't respond, and 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 the weapon. Although they seemed to be the master and the spirit of the weapon, they actually each had a strong autonomy.

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

It just doesn't believe that Deshan is really so detached from external things and is willing to stop at the level of harmony with the Tao.

How could a demon cultivator, especially one who is proficient in formations, be content with just a small rule being violated?

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

……

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

The entrance of the crack, as narrow as an eye, cuts across the vast void at an angle.

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

It can be said that no cultivator in the entire Juntian Realm can break this formation.

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

“…turned to ash.”

Sensing the lingering breath, a purple light flashed in Deshan's eyes.

This bastard actually showed up.

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

"The rules of fire in the fourth level."

……

At the same time, Shen Lian, who was still in the void starry sea, stopped walking.

He had guessed before that Cheng Hui lingered in Juntian most likely because of Mixuzi, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Thousands of years have passed, and this guy is still working tirelessly.

Not only that, I found the right place.

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

Not to mention, he had also made preparations at Mi Xuzi's position, and forcing his way in would only lead to destruction.

Shen Lian's eyes were filled with rapid thoughts as he wondered what to do next and whether he should keep the thing that turned into ashes.

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

His fingers ticked as he stared into the void, and Shen Lian's eyes quickly pondered the strength comparison between the enemy and us.

During the years of fishing in the Void Starry Sea and silently promoting the advancement of his clone, he was not only refining pills, but also refined the seventh-level ores obtained from the Hedao monks and formed formations.

We can send out a certain number of Dao base-level clones to fight.

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

There are nine seventh-level mid-grade formations with yin and yang attributes.

There are no top-grade ones, mainly because the Hunyuan magic power is not yet mature enough to refine the seventh-grade top-grade ore.

But when all these formations are added together, they are no weaker than the seventh-level top-grade formation.

Mi Xuzi's hiding place, a seventh-order self-destructive formation was formed.

I am the one assisting behind the scenes.

A basket of elixirs to replenish qi.

By the way, there are also two self-destructive Hedao puppets.

The enemy is a fourth-turn great cultivator who is suspected to be a fifth-turn cultivator at the twelfth floor level. He was born in Lingmu Immortal Palace, and has a fourth-turn fire rule and a fourth-turn five-element rule.

……

"Hit him first and see what he is like."

"If the color is not good, it will turn into ash. This name has a good meaning."

After such a long period of recovery, Mi Xuzi has now recovered most of it. After all, Shen Lian, the original body, was willing to spend a lot of money.

The great demon lord in the Hedao realm, the seventh-level elixir, looking at the entire Juntian realm, he is the only one who can produce it.

If Taoist Chenghui had found the place thousands of years earlier, Shen Lian might still have hesitated, but times are different now.

The important thing is that Shen Lian wants to dig out the brain that has turned to ashes.

Looking at the entire Juntian territory, it is estimated that there is only one high-level cultivator in the Haotian realm, Cheng Hui, wandering around.

This made Shen Lian extremely curious about this cultivator's brain.

It is very likely that Taoist Cheng Hui knows the secret of the Juntian Realm's Hedao, otherwise he would not have left the fairy black beans for Fu Guang.

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

As soon as he thought of this, Shen Lian raised his hand and grabbed in the air. Suddenly, a long and narrow crack appeared in the air in front of him, and a teleportation array flashing silver light was pulled out.

The Void Hidden Array was something he had come up with over the years.

The spatial rules after the third transformation are of great use. You can even open up storage space with you. When you need it, you can just pull it lightly. It is more convenient than storing magic treasures.

Therefore, Shen Lian made several teleportation arrays in advance and placed them near the space he was carrying.

The flying boat quickly headed towards a larger land in the distance, placed the teleportation array taken out from the space on the land, and quickly embedded spirit crystals into the array.

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

The jade talisman shattered after it fell to the ground, and a staggering talisman man jumped out. It swelled up quickly as if it was blown up, and after swaying from side to side a few times, it stood near the teleportation array.

After putting away the flying boat, Shen Lian stepped into the teleportation array. 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 talisman man who had been there jumped onto the teleportation array at once, chattering and shouting at the bombardment formation.

Rumble!
Silver light exploded with a bang, 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 all around, and it took a long time to calm down.

There were monks who sensed the movement and came closer from far away. By the time they arrived, the disturbance had already subsided.

He could only eat the dust floating in the void around him.

……

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 densely packed spiritual bans were as bright as stars, blocking all the fluctuations of the teleportation array, without any leakage.

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

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

In an emergency, the teleportation array is faster than the escape technique and saves more mana.

The fact that Cheng Hui was able to track all the way to the Demon Cave is enough to show that he is no ordinary cultivator and has great perseverance. It has been thousands of years and he still hasn't given up.

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

After entering the Demon Cave, Shen Lian continued to pass through numerous realms according to his perception.

Even with the innate ability to sense purple light, he could not avoid bumping into different realms while traveling. It is conceivable how difficult it is to find someone in the Demon Cave.

……

In the dim cave, spiritual barriers flickered all around. In the blood pool, Mi Xuzi sat cross-legged on the fallen blood, continuously taking blood energy into his body.

Below the bloody water, a huge skeleton can be seen.

With the powerful resource repair, Mi Xuzi's aura is almost returning to the late stage of refining emptiness, and the power of rules surging around his body is looming.

In this situation, it's okay to fight a little, but facing a cultivator at the twelfth level is too far away.

The descendants of Xianluo are powerful, but they cannot withstand repeated desperate fights. If he were not stingy with his talent, Mixuzi might become the first member of the Xianluo clan in history who is unable to advance to the Dao.

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

As the founder of Hunyuan magic, if he can't cure Dingyuan, can he still turn you into 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 full potential.

Mi Xuzi's eyes glowed with purple light, and his figure flew out from the blood pool with a slight shake. Then gurgling blood began to surge in the blood pool, and a figure appeared again where he had been sitting cross-legged before, with wisps of blood.

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

After tilting my head to take a look, I felt that something was still missing.

Then, with a "puff" sound, Mi Xuzi cut a gash on his chest. The surging blood flowed down his palm and turned into a stream of blood that crashed into the figure sitting cross-legged.

In an instant, the figure sitting cross-legged in the blood pool exuded an even stronger aura of immortal Luo, which was replaced by Mi Xuzi's aura, which was slightly weaker.

If one wants to lure a cultivator of the twelfth level into the trap, one naturally has to spend a lot of money.

After doing all this, Mi Xuzi disappeared into the secret realm in a flash.

……

Inside the Demon Cave.

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

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

A flame was flickering in the seven copper lamps, emitting a faint scent of immortality.

He collected these auras from the filthy light land in the Turbid Air Realm. It was with the help of these auras, plus a replica of the Big Dipper Lamp, that he was able to find this place bit by bit.

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

It can be said that he traveled to every corner of Juntian, and he searched every place that might be conducive to the recovery of the blood soul.

Although the method is clumsy, the effect is obvious.

Eh... I found it just like that.

The descendant of Xianluo is also a powerful man. He is actually hiding in the Demon Cave.

He had heard about the mystery of this place as early as when he was in the Haotian Realm. It was a good place to hide and conceal his breath.

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

Knowing the strangeness of the Demon Cave, Cheng Hui, who had fallen into the realm again and again, did not show the slightest change in expression. He had been searching for thousands of years and did not mind spending more time.

The descendants of Xianluo, the posture of Dao seeds, even in the top holy land of Hedao, there are only a few who can condense Dao seeds before Hedao. This is no longer the posture of Nine Nine Heavenly Tribulations, 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 Lingyi clan in Lingmu Immortal Palace was 30 million years ago.

Unfortunately, after the ancestor of that generation passed away, the Lingyi clan never produced another semi-immortal giant, not even a Mahayana, and the strongest was just a Yujing monk.

Thirty million years is too long, enough for the factions within the palace to be re-baptized. There is no longer any place for the immortal race.

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

Above the three giants, there is the most powerful ancestor, the Tree Ancestor. The main gate of the Lingmu Fairy Palace is built on the body of the Tree Ancestor.

……

Several years passed slowly.

Cheng Hui, who had crossed hundreds of realms, had long sensed the fluctuations coming to the core area of ​​this region, but he was not moved by it and was still refining the Big Dipper Lamp to sense the traces of Xian Luo.

The movements deep in the Demon Cave were not something he could participate in. He came here just to find Xianluo.

After wandering around the various realms for these years, he had gained something. The fluctuation on the Seven Star Lamp was increasing little by little, which showed that he had found the right place.

On this day, the moment Cheng Hui entered a certain realm, the flame in the Seven-Star Lamp that was hovering and spinning around his body suddenly lit up.

Immediately, Cheng Hui reacted and his breathing became faster.

found it!
"Seven stars form a formation, and the hard work leads the way!"

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

The seven star lamps quickly formed a formation and turned into a "spoon" shape, circling in the air. Soon, the blood beads that had previously merged into the lamps flew out, gathered at the mouth of the spoon, and fled into the distance.

Soon, Cheng Hui followed the wave and came to a deep mountain valley. His huge divine consciousness swept around, and his eyes lit up with seven colors. The mountain valley in front of him quickly became blurred in his eyes, and he saw a large area of ​​looming spiritual forbidden land instead.

Although I couldn't see the specific situation of the spiritual ban, I could sense the formation set up here.

"This is it."

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

He could sense that the core of the spiritual barrier of the formation contained energy that could cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split, which was obviously intended to guard against the monks' attacks.

His attainments in formations were not strong, but he was able to see through the hidden spiritual restrictions, and even saw the terrifying energy that was like a squeezed ocean.

In the core surrounded by rich energy, a figure emitting the aura of immortal Luo was sitting cross-legged.

The descendant of Xianluo is his!

"Sure enough, after killing the Hedao monk, there is no shortage of blood and energy to recover. The recovery is so fast."

Cheng Hui sneered. Xianluo was powerful but he was only at the Refining Void level after all. If it was an Xianluo at the Dao Foundation level, he would not dare to come at all.

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

Catching a descendant of Xianluo is equivalent to catching a gift... seventy, eighty, ninety, or ten!
"What a cruel Xian Luo, he actually set up this kind of spiritual ban that would result in mutual destruction, thinking that I would dare to break in..."

Before Cheng Hui finished speaking, the expression on his face changed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble.

"Little beast!"

Then, run away!
Moreover, dazzling colorful light gushed out from the body and turned into a protective shield.

Damn Xian Luo, he actually dared to mobilize this energy that could destroy the world.

Rumble!
In the deep valley below, a ball of colorful energy surged up and transformed into an extremely scorching sun. The terrifying energy directly overturned the valleys in all directions.

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

Chenghui's reaction was very fast, but the entire realm exploded. Dazzling balls of light squeezed his body from all directions, up and down.

Cheng Hui's face was grim, and the colorful light on his body was shining brightly. 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, only felt the energy comparable to the Dao base level, hitting him repeatedly from all directions.

He is a cultivator at the twelfth level and is not afraid of Tao foundation attacks, except for this kind of overwhelming Tao foundation energy impact.

After searching for thousands of years, I finally found it. It was an instant enlightenment. Who could resist such a surprise?

Too brutal.

He hasn't even come in yet, you must be sick.

The terrifying energy surged and turned him into ashes, causing his blood and energy to surge. Even with the shield at his side, the continuous recoil of energy still caused his magic power to become chaotic and his internal organs to shift slightly.

He was beaten to a pulp as soon as he came up, which made Chenghui furious.

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

"I want to see where you are hiding!"

Then, the magic power in Chenghui's body surged out, flattening the energy that was rushing in from all directions, and he staggered outwards.

The surging explosive energy behind him also chased after his butt.

However, if Monk Xianluo wanted to rely solely on this fixed spiritual ban to self-destruct and to deceive a great cultivator at the twelfth level like him, his methods were still a little immature.

A pair of colorful eyes lit up again, sensing a flash of shadow in the distance of this realm of destruction.

"Where to go!"

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 elves hit the back of the shadow in the distance.

Just as Cheng Hui rushed out of the zone of energy destruction, colorful light beams suddenly lit up from all directions.

Each beam of light released a dazzling brilliance, and complex patterns also appeared on its surface.

"Array base?"

"A lower-grade seventh-order formation, good enough to deal with Daoist monks!"

Looking at his body surrounded by a colorful array, a point in the gray void appeared, and colorful sword energy evolved again.

The lower-grade seventh-order formation is not good enough in front of him.

Under the colorful sword energy, several colorful formation pillars that emerged in front of him were turned into nothingness by the sword energy in mid-air.

"Xianluo Junior, a mere seventh-level lower-grade formation is not enough to block my way."

After destroying the array base, Cheng Hui looked at the shadow in the distance.

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

As for who the formation belongs to, that is not important.

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

It is not uncommon for a cultivator who is a descendant of Xianluo to have a seventh-level formation in his hands.

But using it to stop him would be a little ridiculous.

Just...

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

……

"One?"

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

Master Shen has never been a stingy person since he came to the Yunxiao Realm.

When it comes to formations, the price has always been increased without increasing the quantity. If you don’t believe me, just ask those cultivators who have gone down, which one has received the lowest treatment?
He admits that he is timid, but he cannot be called stingy.

"Buzz!"

I saw the colorful array base that was chopped into ashes, one gave birth to two, two gave birth to three, three gave birth to hundreds, and turned into a colorful array base forest in the sky.

In all directions, the formation base stood like a pillar in the sky, and colorful mist surged like the ocean.

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

There was a humming sound like thunder above the formation base, which gave rise to rays of sword light, colorful sacred mountains, pieces of gold and stone as big as stars, and figures of cultivators in the shape of humans, demons, and the like.

The aura emitted by each statue is at the critical point between the Dao base and the twelfth floor.

There are many varieties, but the quantity is large and filling.

Cheng Hui hesitated for a moment, then quickly put on a seven-colored protective shield for himself and summoned seven bronze lamps to protect his body.

And he quickly tapped the air with his fingers, gathering countless colorful sword qi, which condensed into a giant colorful wind and thunder sword, floating above Cheng Hui's head.

"Break it for me!"

Looking at the overwhelming energy attacks falling from the sky, Cheng Hui rode the colorful giant sword and rushed in one direction.

He is proud but not stupid, and he will be blasted to death if he is trapped in this square formation.

Only a fool can do something that is more powerful than the formation.

Outside the formation.

In the ripples of space, twisted shadows repeatedly dotted the void. Looking closely, one could barely make out the figure of a handsome monk.

At this moment, the monk flicked his fingers lightly, as if plucking the strings of a musical instrument, and stood proudly, with the demeanor of an immortal spirit.

Three hundred and sixty-five huge five-colored formation bases were fully activated, transforming into overwhelming energy that fell towards Chenghui.

The colorful giant sword shattered dozens of falling attacks, but hundreds of the same energies were generated from the formations in all directions at the same time.

It can’t be finished, it can’t be finished at all!
Break one and two will be born.

Cheng Hui rushed left and right in the formation, and it was obvious that the main pillar of the formation was about to be reached by him.

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

Whose good formation has long legs?
This scene made Cheng Hui's mouth tremble with anger.

He charged, the formation retreated, he charged again, the formation retreated again.

Move to the left, and the entire formation will move horizontally to the left.

Taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, he blasted the energy all over the sky and slashed towards the right in the opposite direction.

Alas...the formation is not moving again.

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

The situation before us needs no explanation as to what it means.

The cultivator who was the descendant of Xianluo had previously hidden his terrifying attainments in formation formations in the turbid world!
Unable to cut through the formation base, Cheng Hui could only summon colorful fairy light to protect his body, but the endless energy attack did not give him a chance to breathe.

"Xianluo, take this sword from me!"

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

Boundless sword energy began to surge, and suddenly the shadow of a giant beast several thousand feet in size emerged.

This giant beast radiates colorful light all over its body, and is covered with sword-like spikes.

The moment his whole body shook, the sharp sword that grew out of his body burst out of the air, shattered the attack from the formation that was coming towards him, and pierced into one of the bases of the formation.

"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 rushed towards the broken base of the formation like a shadow, wanting to break out of the formation in one fell swoop.

As long as he could escape from the trap of the formation, he would be able to control the Xianluo monk.

A great cultivator at the twelfth level cannot be easily controlled by a mere cultivator of the void realm.

In the flash of lightning and sparks, Cheng Hui escaped from the broken colorful array base, then showed a look of surprise and turned into liver color.

"evil creature!"

In the distance outside the colorful formation base, spiritual clouds were swirling, and yin and yang were intertwined, giving rise to stars in the shape of the sun and the moon floating in the sky.

Below the sun and the moon is the pillar of the five elements, and above the pillar is where yin and yang meet.

Outside the formation, there is still a formation!
Yin and Yang set the five elements, one set after another.

Cheng Hui's horrified look caught the eyes of Shen Lian who was outside the formation, and made him very satisfied.

As for the formation, you can learn it by just clicking on it.

It seems that this is another order with no negative reviews.

After this test, he had clearly sensed Cheng Hui's realm, and it was indeed as he had guessed, a twelfth-floor cultivator at the fourth level of the realm was weaker than he had imagined.

Since he is a little weak, you can't blame him for bullying the weak.

Oh no, it’s Mixuzi.

At this moment, above the formation where the sun and the moon were suspended in the air, the phantom of Shen Lian, who had transformed into Mi Xuzi, enveloped the entire formation.

Wearing ten kinds of rules and stepping on the sun, moon and stars, the heaven and earth are shaking. His magnificent figure is as big as the sun and the moon, overlooking the ashes in the formation below.

It is so difficult to tell which one is the senior at the Twelfth Floor Realm and which one is the junior at the Void Refinement Realm.

"It is impolite not to return the favor. Senior from the Twelve Floor Realm, I, a junior from the Void Refining Realm, ask you to die!"

After saying this, Shen Lian pressed his palm hard.

From the formation formed by the combination of the five elements and yin and yang, an incomparably vast land of mountains, rivers and land emerged.

Within the mountains and rivers, the waves are sparkling, and the magnetic lights of the five elements converge, as if the entire world is suppressed by a realm.

The mountains and rivers of the Nine Hunyuan Methods are boundless.

The five elements, yin and yang, and gravity converged together, and once the three three-turn rules appeared, they turned into a boundary and suppressed down.

Seeing such a tremendous pressure, Cheng Hui was horrified.

After the three third-turn rules are combined into one, the combined pressure is not any different from the fourth-turn rule.

This is impossible!
If Mi Xuzi had this ability back then, how could he have exploded himself and escaped?

The Mi Xuzi in front of me seems like a different person from the Mi Xuzi of that year.

"Qiang Qiang!"

Seven colors surged on Chenghui's body, and the five elements gathered together to transform into a giant sword.

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

"The Ten Thousand Forms of the Beginning!"

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

He had experienced this kind of dying atmosphere more than once.

As he was shocked, colorful runes as big as rice grains appeared on his body. They stuck to each other and turned into a colorful cloak that protected his body.

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

At the intersection of the sun, moon and stars above the formation, a colorful rule evolved. After converging, it actually condensed all the brilliance in the sky and turned into a dim gray light.

Yes, it's like chaotic colors.

The moment the gray light was formed, it strangely gave rise to all kinds of light from heaven and earth inside, and turned into a huge waterfall rushing down from the sky.

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

There is nothing else in the world.

“Comparable to the seventh level!”

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

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

But as soon as this thought came to his mind, Cheng Hui felt as if he was trapped in an endless sea of ​​fire, thunder, broken space, and other scenes.

The colorful protective cloak lasted only a breath before it shattered into energy, and the Big Dipper lamp exploded as well.

"If you keep going like this, I will lose my soul!"

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

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

I didn't expect that I would use it in front of a Void Refining Monk today.

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

"Three buried souls!"

A raging river of souls poured into the ashes-turned sea of ​​divine consciousness out of nowhere.

The broken information that spanned millions of years suddenly submerged the colorful spiritual spring and the soul that had turned to ashes.

"Xian Luo..."

Cheng Hui was horrified as he felt his sea of ​​consciousness being drowned by endless information. He wanted to struggle but was completely powerless. He was completely submerged and lost his independent consciousness.

At the same time, the gray energy falling from the sky washed his physical body into a bloody mist.

……

"I just used two spells and you are already exhausted."

Above the formation where the sun, moon and stars intertwined, Shen Lian's figure swayed. The cultivator on the twelfth floor was a little bit weak.

"Lao Mi, this is your first twelfth-floor level battle record."

……

After quickly clearing the battlefield, Shen Lian fled far away.

In fact, there was nothing to restrain. His spiritual treasure had been shattered and his body had been turned into a bloody mist.

He also didn't expect that Taichu Wanxiang's move was so powerful.

Ten rules merged into one, Hunyuan fell, and even a dignified fourth-turn twelfth-level cultivator was stubborn and didn't make a sound even after being beaten into a bloody mist.

It can be regarded as a default positive review.

The only bad thing was that it did not follow Senior Chenghui's last words, causing it to turn into blood mist.

However, seniors should be more generous and not fussy about such a small issue.

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

His body was beaten into a bloody mist, but the origin of the spirit race was still there.

He has a clone prepared by the spiritual clan, and maybe he will be able to inherit his predecessor's mantle and hunt down the hateful descendants of Xianluo to avenge his predecessor.

He escaped from the Demon Cave, found a place to hide, and began to dig out the memory of Dao Zun.

……

"It really is you who did this."

Under the double attack of Taichu Wanxiang and Sanzang Luanhun, there were not many twists and turns in the acquisition of Chenghui Daozun's memories, and most of them were grabbed by Shen Lian.

Just as rumored, the ancestors of super powers such as Lingmu Fairy Palace established the barrier of three realms and nine days.

Before, Cheng Hui gave Fu Guang the fairy black beans, but he didn't expect that he would really become suspicious in his heart, thinking that there might be a Taoist priest 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 fairy black beans to Tianshui, intending to take advantage of the situation.

This made him realize that there was an additional similarity between himself and Cheng Hui. After all, he often did this kind of thing, which made him feel a sense of mutual sympathy.

"It sounds like someone has a backer. I work hard too."

When Shen Lian flipped through some of the memories, he quite agreed.

No wonder Cheng Hui had the patience to spend thousands of years searching for Mi Xuzi's trace bit by bit in Juntian Realm.

Nothing but hard work.

Those guys who rely on their parents for support are definitely not aware of their efforts.

"…Divine Enlightenment Points +6"

(End of this chapter)