Cultivate steadily, the whole world of cultivating immortals is my home

Chapter 583: The formation rules appear briefly, and the powerful people begin to disappear!

"Eighty percent of them are at the peak of Mahayana!"

The moment he trapped the female cultivator who controlled the rules of wind, Shen Lian was immediately certain of the woman's realm. If he met a cultivator of this realm, he would run as far away as possible.

It's not that he was belittling himself. It was mainly because this woman was able to apply the rules of wind effortlessly. It was obvious that she had developed her own wind tradition in her body and had reached an extremely deep level.

In Shen Lian's words, this woman is already weaned. Since she has developed her inner talents, she has the foundation to leave the fairy world.

If it was placed outside the array base area, Shen Lian would not have the corresponding eighth-level materials in his hands, but here there are immortal weapon fragments to suppress it, and there are innate spiritual restrictions derived from it, so this woman is destined to be imprisoned.

As for killing this female cultivator, Shen Lian had not thought about it at the moment. He could kill the early Mahayana cultivator who was trapped at the beginning, but facing this being who had already begun to internalize the rules of Taoism, he really did not have the confidence to kill her.

But none of this matters. What matters is that the person is locked up.

Shen Lian turned into a jailer at this moment. Compared with the two early and middle Mahayana cultivators mentioned above, this female cultivator at the peak of the Mahayana stage was the one who should be put in solitary confinement.

If you can eat independently now, why do you stay in the area if you don’t go out to find food?

The Origin Realm is a harbor for ships to take shelter from the wind, but now it seems as if all the ships are sinking in the harbor.

"Buzz!"

Rays of spiritual forbidden light flickered, and Shen Lian seemed to be in the vast starry sky. The fragment of the immortal weapon was like the core of the starry sky, emitting a magnificent immortal pressure.

He was moving the stars and taking the moon, reorganizing the spiritual restrictions suppressed by the fragments of the immortal weapon, and transforming it into a new formation prison. His main target was the peak Mahayana monk who had broken in.

The first time he met a Mahayana cultivator at the peak of his powers, Shen Lian gave him his most sincere reception. He was afraid that the methods of this Mahayana cultivator were too powerful, so he could only continuously strengthen the spiritual restrictions that trapped the Mahayana cultivator.

One after another, brilliant spiritual bans appeared, shuttling back and forth like long dragons, interweaving to transform into a colorful ocean, and falling towards the position where the female cultivator was trapped.

The source of this spiritual ban extended from the area near the fragments of the immortal weapon, and Shen Lian did not cut them off.

"Boom!"

The Great Sage Qinghong stepped on a piece of void, and when he raised his hand, he swung out a vortex containing a storm, which slammed heavily into a densely packed spiritual restriction.

Along with the loud roar, the spiritual restrictions in front of him were blasted into pieces, and the energy brought by the storm vortex passed through the thick spiritual restrictions and began to spread towards the distance.

Along the way, it continuously shattered various small spiritual bans and clear and turbid air attached to the spiritual ban, and then spread to millions of miles, tens of millions of miles, hundreds of millions of miles, and even into the vast starry sea, and gradually dissolved into the invisible.

This was true not only of the attacks from the Great Sage Qinghong, but also of the attacks from the Great Sage Zhuhuan who had been trapped before.

The cultivator sacrificed a colorful thunder ball, which instantly turned into billions of miles of lightning. After blasting open a piece of scattered spiritual ban, the destructive aura in the thunder then dissipated into the magnificent ban.

"Great! As expected of me."

The figure stood on a spiritual barrier that looked like a golden dragon. Shen Lian felt the thunder from the golden dragon quickly transmitting towards the distance. He was also numb all over by the thunder, but he grinned.

The vast and sealed sea of ​​stars is the best place to unleash energy. Not to mention the small Mahayana cultivators, even if the semi-immortal cultivators take action, this place can swallow up and contain their attacks, and then diffuse and dissolve them bit by bit.

Before, Shen Lian was still thinking about what to use to break the seal of the star sea. After all, the magnificent formation and the fragments of immortal weapons served as the formation base. There was no way to break it before he advanced to the semi-immortal level.

But now, the Immortal Power Donkey is right in front of us.

There is only one problem in breaking the seal of the Star Sea, and that is that the power intensity is not enough.

If three Mahayana monks are not enough, what about a hundred Mahayana monks, semi-immortal monks, and Hedao monks?
It was impossible for these seniors to work sincerely, so Shen Lian could only work hard himself and act as a supervisor secretly.

As long as these hikers attack the spiritual ban of the formation day and night, the ban on the starry sea will be broken one day.

"Donkey training plan?"

Shen Lian clicked his tongue, thinking that this was not a good idea and that it made his mouth stink.

But the seniors in the fairy world are really used to being shameless. If he doesn't help quietly, these people really won't do it.

In this way, the two unrelated things of trapping people and breaking the seal of the star sea are perfectly connected.

Shen Lian was very pleased.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the golden dragon spirit barrier under his feet trembled again, and the trapped female cultivator was seen turning into a purple-blue tornado, turning the space that trapped her into a land of wind blades.

These seemingly fine wind blades caused the entire space to collapse. Tornadoes thousands of feet in size returned and plowed the surroundings, colliding with the rune spiritual ban.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The extremely thick spiritual ban was torn into pieces by the wind blade, and countless runes turned into powder in the blink of an eye. The roar was like thunder.

Looking at the violently swaying spiritual ban, Shen Lian frowned and shook his sleeves violently.

The outstretched hands grabbed towards the direction of the immortal weapon fragments, and colorful spiritual restraints were grabbed and intertwined into a cage and moved towards the spiritual restraint coat where the female cultivator was.

Looking at the crumbling spiritual restriction, Qinghong showed joy, but then he found that a more dazzling spiritual restriction was lighting up outside, which stabilized the shaking spiritual restriction again.

Feeling the pressure of the spiritual ban coming again, she naturally understood that it would not be easy to shake the spiritual ban again after missing the opportunity.

The delicate body of the Great Sage Qinghong trembled, and the purple-blue wind that was sweeping outside converged towards her body. When the wind converged, an illusory sphere with yin and yang colors spurted out of her body.

The moment the Yin-Yang sphere appeared, it spread out all over the place, and in an instant the surroundings turned into a world of wind where Yin and Yang merged.

"The Immortal Form of Wind!"

Qinghong stepped into the world of wind, his body turned into a deep blue-purple, and his long black hair danced wildly and surged into a giant waterfall.

Boundless pressure swept out from his body, and the entire spiritual forbidden realm began to shake again.

A mysterious wind surrounded Qinghong's body. A dark shadow flashed out from his body and quickly expanded to a size of ten thousand feet. His entire body seemed to be composed of billions of wind whirlpools, and the wind force with a breath of destruction flashed everywhere.

At this moment, the giant of ten thousand feet of wind raised his hand and poked fiercely at the sky of the realm that trapped her.

"puff!"

With a slight sound, the spiritual restriction outside was like a layer of window paper, and was easily pierced by the fingers of the wind.

"Wind Immortal breaks through the boundary!"

The incomparably huge Wind Dharma Image looked similar to Qinghong. It uttered a cold sound, and then its finger, like a heavenly sword, slashed open the spiritual forbidden sky.

"Crack!"

Then, as the roar sounded, the spiritual ban in billions of miles burst out with brilliant light, illuminating the void in all directions.

Seeing this, Qinghong pulled away and crashed into the torn crack.

Boom!

The next moment, with a muffled groan, the Qinghong Great Sage who had rushed out rolled back, and his ten-thousand-foot Dharma image even staggered.

"Ninth-level spiritual restriction!"

Qinghong exclaimed, her eyes widened.

Outside of the spiritual restriction that she tore open, spiritual restrictions as thick as pillars of heaven stood, like golden beams spanning the sea, standing side by side, reaching from heaven to earth, emitting a vast and overwhelming pressure.

‘Crack! ’

A shattering sound was heard, and the wind form derived from Qinghong was shattered, and the vortex of wind that was rolled up shrank into her body.

Just one collision shattered the Wind Immortal Form that she had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, and she was only at the ninth level!
Looking at the ninth-level spiritual restriction that exudes innate energy, Qinghong's face becomes ugly. Who can come to save her?

"Buzz!"

Behind the spiritual restriction that was like a pillar of heaven, Shen Lian exerted all his magic power. One after another, the magic formulas in his hands turned into traction lines, connecting to the deeper spiritual restriction and flying over quickly.

Surrounded by the vast ocean of rune spiritual prohibitions and enveloped by the vast innate energy, countless runes emerged from his eyes.

As the spiritual restrictions in the depths were drawn out, streams of mysteries of yin and yang emerged and gathered near Shen Lian.

Suddenly, Shen Lian raised his eyes filled with runes and looked in the direction of the fragments of the immortal weapon.

At this moment, he saw two intertwined yin and yang dragons on the surface of the immortal weapon fragments.

The two dragons circled and formed a circle. The black dragon's eyes were white, and the white dragon's eyes were black.

As the two dragons circled, a four-phase area emerged between black and white, and people from all directions gathered together. The black and white eyes intersected, and you were in me and I was in you.

In a trance, the two dragons disappeared, and a black and white disc appeared.

At the same time, Shen Lian shuddered all over, and his soul seemed to be baptized by immortal energy.

"Innate Yin-Yang Array Plate!"

"Buzz!"

The moment Shen Lian sensed the miracle, the sound of Tao began to buzz in the void.

The rule strings exuding an ancient aura rang out brilliantly, but this time the rule marks on the rule strings that were falling like seeds did not move much.

But deep in the vast realm created by the regular strings of the zither, like a mud pond that had been silent for eternity, dark mud surged out.

The mark of the six-turn formation, Luoshen, which could be sensed by the fairy world, was the first to manifest from the strings of the rule zither.

This is a female cultivator of indescribable beauty, with her feet standing on the winding Luo River and a jade belt wrapped around her body.

Since the decline of the art of formations in the fairy world, although cultivators can still comprehend the art of formations, they can only sense the sixth-level Luoshen Seal. Unfortunately, they can only sense it, and no one can control the Luoshen Seal.

Deep above the mark of the goddess of Luo River, a vast area like a painting scroll and a mark of a picture with black and white lines inside it also appeared.

……

"It's the River Map Seal, the Seal of the Seventh Turn of the Formation Dao!"

This time, the manifestation of the rules strings did not cause hundreds of marks to tremble like the last time, but the formation rules that had been silent for several epochs were reflected from the strings, which still alarmed some cultivators and forces.

Yuxu Fairy Mountain!

The old Taoist monsters who had been dormant everywhere were awakened by the strings of the piano that lit up with lightning.

As the place where the art of formation is passed down, even if the art of formation is in decline, it is still a general among the lame, after all, other places are worse.

But when they saw the emergence of the marks of Luoshen and Hetu, these old guys were also confused.

"Who has comprehended the Dao of Formation?"

A loud noise was heard and Qian Yuan came running from afar, but no one answered his question.

"Go check the source of the fluctuations!"

Someone activated the formation, which was a world-shattering event for the Yuxu Fairyland.

Things like the art of formations may decline if they decline, but they cannot be controlled by others.

The Zhenling Immortal Palace, the Lingmu Immortal Palace, the Bu Lao Immortal Mountain, the Ziyun Cave Heaven, the Ambergris Sea, these top-level holy places of Hedao, all sensed the manifestation of the formation mark at this moment.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

In the Lower Haotian Realm, in the Apocalypse Pavilion, a medium-strength Hedao holy land, a stream of light rushed into the sky and turned into a white chess piece, shouting madly towards the sky.

"The Array Dao no longer exists. The Array Dao no longer exists!"

"Impossible, who has comprehended the new formation?"

……

"The formation reappears?"

"If the art of formation reappears in the Immortal Spirit Realm, all the efforts of our cultivators over the past few epochs would be in vain."

"Find this guy for me!"

……

"Yin Yang Liang Yi Plate, Nine Revolutions Formation Mark!"

Although he had never seen the marks of the formation, Shen Lian was not unfamiliar with them. At this moment, he saw all kinds of mysteries on the Yin-Yang Formation Plate, the two yin and yang and the four images, the harmony of Yin and Yang, as if the heaven and the earth were all within this Yin and Yang.

"hiss!"

When Shen Lian was immersed in the mysteries of the formation, the pain in his body awakened him, and he found that the wind that had surged out from the spiritual ban had rolled in front of him.

"Damn, the rules strings!"

It was also at this moment that he, having woken up from the pain, finally came to his senses from the mystery of the formation and sensed the emergence of the regular strings.

This gave him a fright.

Is this the rule of the strings? This is fucking trying to kill him.

"what!"

The next moment, screams were heard continuously, and Shen Lian turned into a ball-like object, rolling repeatedly, with his whole body covered by balls of wind.

The curled-up ball had wounds from the wind blade from its head to its toes, and blood gushed out like a fountain, soon forming a lake of blood.

"Oh, you stinky bitch, it hurts so much."

Shen Lian rolled over with his head in his hands and spit out foul language. Is this the power of a peak Mahayana cultivator? I’m so fucking grateful.

It almost caused his cell wall to separate.

Soon, Shen Lian's body, which was tumbling in the blood lake, collapsed and turned into a piece of rotten meat that was crushed into dumpling filling, and began to surge little by little.

"The inner teachings of a Mahayana peak cultivator are so powerful, but only a part of it was leaked out before and it has been used as dumpling fillings for me. I am afraid I will have to rest for a long time this time."

Not long after, in the surging blood lake, a rich blood essence burst out from the rotten flesh, and a mysterious black mass grew and quickly produced Shen Lian.

He looked up and down with a grin, then opened his mouth to suck the blood that was scattered everywhere into his mouth, and then a new style of Taoist robe appeared on his body.

Although he was a Chaos Dao Fruit that transformed the world, his realm was a big level lower than others. This woman's Wind Dao Fruit world was almost reaching its limit, which led to his being sentenced to death by slow slicing.

"The strings of rules have disappeared, but it's okay."

The female Mahayana cultivator was powerful, but she was also trapped in the trap. Shen Lian looked up and sensed his surroundings, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief when he discovered that the aura of the rule strings had dissipated.

This is no joke. Mi Xuzi had originally lured out the Semi-Immortal from the Corpse Shedding Realm to take action, and fortunately this time he had discovered the location of the array base.

After carefully recalling the scene where he had just glimpsed the formation mark, Shen Lian finally felt a little more at ease.

From the time the array mark was drawn out to the time it disappeared, it seemed like he had been comprehending it for a long time, but in fact it was only a few breaths.

Given this amount of time and the special environment here, it is not easy to locate him. At most, you can find a vague range.

He looked at the location of the fragments of the immortal weapon again. All the strange visions before were gone, but the vast pressure emanating from it brought him great warmth.

"The intersection of yin and yang, the derivation of the four symbols, after understanding these thoroughly, even if another half-immortal comes, I will be able to deal with it."

Closing his eyes, the mysteries of practicing formations quickly flashed through Shen Lian's mind. After experiencing a sudden enlightenment from observing the marks of the Nine-Turn Formation, he found that his understanding of formations had suddenly risen to a higher level.

In the past, he had the inheritance and could understand the mysteries of the formation, but now this understanding has become effortless, as if he was the master of the formation.

Of course, it sounds a bit arrogant to say this, but Shen Lian truly felt the sudden and tremendous change in his understanding of the art of formations.

“Senior Half-Immortal, the strongest in the realm, we still need to make arrangements in advance.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lian turned into a stream of light and rushed into the vast innate array. Although he was a flesh and blood body, he was like a fish swimming in the ocean, and his body became virtual in the array. Before, he couldn't get close to the fragments of the immortal weapon, but now he tried to get close to it.

The entire array base is based on the fragments of immortal artifacts, and the levels of innate spiritual energy that are spread out have a power that gradually decreases outward, forming a circular area covering all four directions.

Previously, Shen Lian had divided this place into simple levels according to the realm. The outermost circle of innate spiritual restrictions could easily trap cultivators below the Mahayana level.

The second circle is the early and middle stages of Mahayana, the third circle is the late stage of Mahayana, the fourth circle is the peak of Mahayana, and the fifth circle onwards is the semi-immortal level.

He had previously relied on his skills in formation to step onto the third circle, and the spiritual restriction that trapped the female cultivator was a stronger spiritual restriction he had pulled out from the fourth circle.

In the end, he even pulled out a spiritual restriction comparable to the ninth level from the fifth circle, which trapped the female cultivator who was performing the Dharma image, and thus triggered the manifestation of the rules of the formation.

At this moment, after integrating yin and yang, Shen Lian found that he could directly enter the fifth circle, and even reached a position close to the fragments of the immortal weapon.

He could even reach out and touch the fragments of the immortal weapon.

"The previous division was too rough. Senior Semi-Immortal deserves more careful treatment."

A general division was given after the fifth circle. At this moment, Shen Lian had already approached the core area where the fragments of the immortal weapon were located, so he naturally had to give his predecessors enough sense of ceremony.

When Shen Lian felt the mark of the Yin-Yang Plate, he suddenly understood something.

There doesn't seem to be a distinction between high, medium and low grades in the ninth-order formation. This is not mentioned in the mysteries of the inherited formation, and there is no legend about it in the fairy world.

The art of formations has been in decline for too long, so long that now there is only one eighth-rank formation master left in the fairy world.

"What a pity. Without a semi-immortal as evidence, I don't know how big the gap between the semi-immortal predecessors is."

After wandering in the innate spiritual confinement for a while, Shen Lian turned around and returned to the outside of the cage that trapped the peak Mahayana cultivator.

Since there are no semi-immortal cultivators, he can only use this Mahayana peak cultivator as a measure, which is better than having no standards at all.

A semi-immortal is stronger than a Mahayana. How many times stronger is he?

Shen Lian's eyes fell on the pillar of the cage that trapped the peak Mahayana cultivator. How many times stronger it was had a bearing on the strength of the cage he was building for the semi-immortal senior, so he could not be careless.

"Starting from 100 times the strength, there is no upper limit."

Finally, Shen Lian made a decision. The Semi-Immortal Ancestor deserves respect.

Returning to the place near the fragments of the immortal weapon again, Shen Lian's figure quickly faded away and he turned into a ghost in the innate spiritual confinement.

He had an idea. Since he could get close to the fragments of the immortal weapon, would it be possible to completely control the Starry Sea and seal off this unprecedented formation?

The thirty-six fragments of the array base sealed in the Lower Star Sea are integrated. Since they are the same array, they should be connected.

He needed to find a connecting passage. Even if his current strength was not enough to control the formation, he had to be able to move between the formation bases to avoid being blocked in one formation base.

……

"Hey, that's really surprising."

Shen Lian, who was traveling through the innate spiritual restriction, also received news from his clone.

For example, the mark of the formation on the strings of rules became apparent, causing resonance in the Tower of Rules in the Ambergris Sea. Other forces with towers of rules also sensed the changes in the formation rules.

The news has begun to spread in the fairy world.

Unfortunately, Lian Tianshui, the only Hedao cultivator who remained in Yuxu Fairyland, had too low a status and did not receive any news about Yuxu Fairyland.

But Shen Lian also understood that his next fish was coming.

Apart from the Yuxu Fairyland, there are the cultivators from the Corpse Transformation Realm.

As a formation master, he has used formations to deceive countless cultivators over the years. How could he not know what formations look like?

The decline of the Immortal Realm's formation is definitely related to the Corpse Realm. With the example of the half-immortal killing Mi Xuzi, he can imagine what the Corpse Realm will do next.

What he needed to do now was to quickly build a prison for the Half-Immortal Senior.

The senior is not allowed to enter the array base unless he enters it, but he cannot but give the senior a sense of ceremony.

The second point is to try to control the overall situation of the Star Sea Forbidden Formation as soon as possible. At the very least, you must be able to travel within the thirty-six formation base boundaries.

Shen Lian worked intensively, and the fairy world was truly turned upside down.

On the surface, the most stimulated one is the Yuxu Fairyland. There is nothing they can do about it. The art of formations is in decline now, and suddenly a master of formations pops up. No one knows whether he is a friend or an enemy. This will cause too many variables.

Secretly, Qiu Xuan, a cultivator from the Corpse-Shedding World who was hiding in the Yuxu Fairyland, also passed the news back, causing the other cultivators from the Corpse-Shedding World to panic.

If the formation reappears, all their efforts will be in vain.

Get him, you have to get him.

In the Immortal Seeking Alliance, Elder White-browed was anxiously trying to contact the Mahayana monks he had sent out, but unfortunately, not a single one replied.

In the cave inside the treasure ship.

"What did you say? By tracing back the induction of the strings of rules, the cultivator who triggered the strings of rules is at the intersection of Upper Juntian and Lower Haotian?"

Elder Baimei frowned as he listened to the report from the monks in the alliance.

There is a problem.

After thinking for a long time, he felt that he needed to go and see it himself, quietly of course.

This incident happened after he sent monks to seal the starry sea one after another. It was inevitable that there might be some conspiracy. If it was the work of the Yuxu Fairyland, he had to be careful.

If it wasn't Yuxu Fairyland's doing, and the person wasn't from Yuxu Fairyland, then if he could join the Immortality Alliance and wait for the leader to return from the Five Elements Fairy Palace, he would be rewarded.

It can even help him to ask the Immortal Alliance to rebuild the Star Sea Ban.

……

Since the imprint of the formation rules appeared for too short a time, even if it was captured by the rule towers of various forces, there was still no way to accurately locate the specific location.

Everyone could only perceive the area within dozens of galaxies near the array base, but this area was not very large for a Mahayana cultivator.

Above the vast sea of ​​stars, the mountains are like dragons, undulating and continuous. In some places, there are lush vegetation, creating a scene of brilliant spiritual light.

A wisp of black gas swirled down from the sky and transformed into a figure wearing a black robe with dragon patterns and seven-star boots.

The figure's eyes swept around like lightning, and the whole person seemed to merge with the heaven and earth.

The wide robe was lifted up, revealing black hands like sharp claws, which gently cast a few spells.

The wide sleeves of the black robe were like deep black holes, from which came strange cries. Ghosts with blurry figures flew out and quickly disappeared into the sky.

According to investigation, this area is the starting point for activating the imprint of the formation rules, but after searching here for a long time, no breath was detected.

Instead, he gradually sensed that Yuxu Fairyland and other hidden cultivators were wandering around this area, but they dispersed as soon as they came into contact and had no intention of fighting.

After releasing all the minions, the tiger minions also disappeared from the spot.

A formation cultivator who has activated the mark of rules is already worthy of personal action from a semi-immortal like him. Once he is killed, it will be another milestone in his path of cultivation.

The last milestone was the killing of a True Immortal cultivator tens of thousands of years ago.

Killing a potential immortal with one's own hands is the ultimate honor.

……

"Yuxu Fairyland is such a waste, I still can't find any trace of it."

In the rolling clouds, a blurry white mist was floating. Baimei lowered his head and looked into the distance with drooping eyes. After he came here, he smelled the scent of his old enemy.

This area was also the place where Ruan Zichang was searching for the base of the Star Sea Formation. The appearance of a cultivator who could sense the rules of the formation made him suspicious.

Originally, he thought it was Yuxu Fairyland that was causing trouble, but after Baimei spied on the clumsy movements of that useless formation master from Yuxu Fairyland, he realized that Yuxu Fairyland didn't know about what was going on here.

On a floating cloud, Qian Yuan was stubbornly performing a spell. Behind him, an old man stood as steady as a rock, ignoring his movements.

But Qian Yuan felt very uncomfortable. What could he do if the cultivator who activated the rules of the formation did not come out?

Besides, he is not stupid. He must have run away long ago. Why bother looking for him here?

But he didn't dare to say it, because the Semi-Immortal Ancestor behind him was already looking at him coldly.

"A sin."

With a depressed look in his heart, Qian Yuan started to pretend again.

He really had no way to find fellow practitioners, so he could only try his best with his own skills to let the Semi-Immortal Ancestor see that he was not being lazy.

As for whether it is useful or not, of course it is useless. He is a formation master, not a tracker. He is going in the wrong direction and all his efforts are in vain.

Qian Yuan, who had been slacking off in vain, felt very uncomfortable at the moment. He felt that he had been unlucky in the past ten thousand years and he had to find time to go back to his hometown to visit his ancestors' graves.

……

Another cultivator who was very angry was Shen Lian.

He found that he had forgotten that it was difficult for anyone except the formation master to find the location of the formation base. Even a semi-immortal senior would find it difficult to locate the formation base without understanding the art of formations.

This was the question he only realized belatedly when he had repaired the cage and was trying to use the array base to move through it.

Didn't leave the door open for the seniors.

The promised sense of ceremony was turned away before it even started.

He has already initially achieved the ability to travel between the thirty-six array bases that formed the vast sea of ​​stars, and the speed of riding the innate spiritual ban is faster than the space technique, as if he was walking on the road.

In order to easily distinguish the thirty-six array base positions, he numbered them, and the one that first trapped the Mahayana monk was number thirty-six.

This position is also the location where the rule mark is currently activated, and it is the focus of everyone's attention.

How could he welcome the senior without a door? Shen Lian could only open the door to receive the guest.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, above the seemingly peaceful Lingjin Mountains, a ball of colorful innate light burst out like a volcanic eruption.

Along with the spiritual light came dense runes, as small as rice grains, endless in number, which illuminated a large area of ​​the sky at once.

"puff!"

"puff!"

The colorful spiritual light erupted nine times in total, like gorgeous fireworks, illuminating the sky.

"Opening!"

Amid the clouds of fireworks, a faint hum dissipated in the wind.

……

"There's movement!"

On the white cloud, Qian Yuan, who was pretending to be cool, was sweating profusely. Suddenly, he felt his own natal flag trembling. Regardless of his surprise, he shouted loudly.

"This way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the white cloud he was in turned into a stream of light and disappeared on the spot.

"Hoohoo!"

As the white clouds flew away, there was a sound of wind in the empty space, and a group of translucent ghosts flew out, making silent strange cries.

At the same time, in another direction, Baimei from the Immortality Alliance retracted his just stretched out little feet back into a piece of white cloud quilt, staring at the ghost that appeared in a daze.

He didn't even notice that there were other cultivators following the half-immortal from Yuxu Fairyland.

But even though he quickly retracted his foot, it was still noticed by the squeaking ghost. He saw the ghost's eyes turn and look towards the place where Baimei was hiding.

"Discovered!"

Seeing that he was discovered, Baimei no longer hid and fled away quickly.

……

"Ancestor, this is it!"

Above the starry sea ban, space fluctuations revealed a group of white clouds, and Qian Yuan pointed at the colorful innate spiritual light that had not yet dissipated and shouted.

Behind him, Qingqiu showed a hint of surprise between his brows.

"This seems to be the base of the formation mentioned in the records!"

The location of the array base is extremely secretive, even the cultivators inside Yuxu Fairyland don't know about it. The main reason is that the starry sea was sealed intact in the past, and everyone has long forgotten about this matter.

"What a powerful spiritual restriction! The ancestor is very observant. This is where the formation base is located."

Qian Yuan was not stingy with his flattery. If his skills were not good enough, he would just use his mouth.

"Crash!"

Suddenly, the void began to turbulent, and broke into tens of thousands of fragments. Countless spiritual bans rose into the sky, forming a huge outline in the air.

"Ancestor, the spirit is forbidden to be violent..."

Qian Yuan, who was fully aware of the flashing spiritual restriction, shouted in shock, but the next moment he fell into the coverage of the spiritual restriction with a "plop".

And the Qingqiu Patriarch he mentioned was not much better.

"Pfft."

An incomparably vast pressure rolled up, and the innate spiritual restriction was like a dragon, sucking the Qingqiu ancestor into it.

But how could the Semi-Immortal Ancestor be so simple? His figure shuttled between the spiritual restrictions like a ghost, and the densely packed spiritual restrictions could not touch the Ancestor's clothes at all when he was swinging.

Seeing this scene, Shen Lian sighed slightly. Sure enough, the Half-Immortal Ancestor was not a fool. How could he be so willing to drill into the spiritual restrictions of the formation? These spiritual restrictions on the periphery could not trap the Half-Immortal Ancestor at all.

Hiding in the core position of the array base, he turned around and flicked the nearby fragment of the immortal weapon.

"My old fairy treasure, call out!"

"when!"

A soft sound, like the Buddhist sound of heaven and earth, swept inside and outside, making people's hearts tremble violently and resonate with all kinds of thoughts.

Suddenly, from the depths of the densely packed spiritual forbidden areas, the outline of an extremely large object flashed out.

"A true immortal weapon!"

The Qingqiu Semi-Immortal, who was swaying in the spiritual confinement, paused for a moment when he saw the outline of the immortal weapon.

"Immortal weapon!"

Baimei, who followed closely, was also stunned for a moment.

The formation base uses immortal tools as a suppressant, which is not a secret, but seeing it with one's own eyes is completely different from hearing about it.

Suddenly, the Qingqiu Banxian, who had hesitated for a moment, was overwhelmed by the dense innate spiritual restrictions.

The White-browed Immortal, who had not yet approached, looked at the dissipating innate spiritual restriction and the innate spiritual restriction that was about to heal again, gritted his teeth and drilled in.

(End of this chapter)