The two sets of formations obtained from Qingyun Mountain, one is the best spirit array, and if the current cultivation of He Void is not based on the blessing of the strong, he will not be able to refine it.

A trace of vicissitudes flashed in He Xukong's eyes, and he took out the Barren Lake Formation Diagram from the storage bag.

The Barren Lake Formation Diagram looked like a red scroll, and it was also an extremely precious top-grade sword array, which was exposed to the air at this time, and there was a sharp aura all around it.

The formation diagram contained twelve mid-grade flying swords, if refined, it could be regarded as a powerful means of attack for He Void.

He Void held the formation diagram in his hand, his divine sense probed out, poured into the array, and the sharp breath instantly filled his entire mind, his expression was a little dignified, refining this array was not good, maybe the mind would be pierced by the sharp breath, the refining array was quite particular, the first one was to engrave the divine consciousness on each Bingfei sword and control the sword body, or directly refine the formation diagram and control the flying sword with the array diagram

The Barren Lake Formation, this Formation is several times more difficult than the Flying Sword in terms of the degree of refining, and it can be clearly seen that on the Formation Diagram without urging, the twelve Flying Swords are like patterns. Lifelike, the flying sword in it is like urging, the powerful sword intent is overwhelming, if any void is displayed, few monks can take it under the divine power realm.

The second is refining and controlling, and it is cultivated in the dantian.

He Void retracted his gaze and sat with his eyes closed, the formation was pushed to the void, and the remnant soul of He Void poured out, and suddenly his mind surged, and a flying sword suddenly appeared in the void, and He Void planted divine consciousness in it.

Time passed slowly...... A month passed quietly, and suddenly He Xukong suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a look of surprise that could not be concealed.

The twelve flying swords in the air flew and circled in the small hole, and under the flying swords, the barren lake array unfolded like a picture scroll, shining brightly.

With Xiao Rong's help, He Void's soul mutated, and there were too many variations, and He Void had already found out a few differences before.

He has a strong sense of gaze and consciousness.

Dark Soul Eater, which allows him to directly harm other people's souls.

It can also directly devour the souls of others, and it is very short and has no side effects.

Now He Void has once again discovered that his remnant soul can be divided into thousands of people, and its limit far surpasses that of others.

Take Zhang Xian as an example, he has cultivated all his life, cultivated to the late stage of the Nine Spirits, it stands to reason that his soul is much stronger than He Void, the flying sword he can control is only three bing, and the remaining nine flying swords are only controlled by the Barren Lake Formation, whether it is a flying sword or other treasures, the monk's control power has a limit, if this limit is exceeded, the soul is overwhelmed, and the divine consciousness will collapse at the lightest, become a walking corpse, and at worst the path of life and death.

Now the color of ecstasy in He Void's eyes kept flashing, and the twelve flying swords in the air all contained his divine sense imprint, and he didn't sense the limit. In other words, he can continue to plant the Divine Sense Brand and control the flying sword through the power of his divine sense.

The color of ecstasy gradually extinguished, He Void calmed down in his heart, he had a hunch that the mutation of his soul at this time had changed his life, or it could be said that his cultivation path was suddenly destined not to be dull.

He Void began to refine the formation diagram, his heart was heavy, and he was cautious, he was worried that one would not be good, and if the soul went to the limit, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Time flies, spring goes to the east, a year has passed, there is no time for cultivation, the speed of refining of the high-grade sword array is extremely slow, and it is necessary to control every inch, every trace, and every wisp of the formation, so that the refining can be like an arm.

Generally, such a sword formation, monks will be used to guard the mountain gate, or the cave mansion, and few monks are like He Void, directly refining to the dantian as a means of attack.

It takes too much effort, and there is spiritual power, and even most monks can't control it at all, even Zhang Xian uses the Barren Lake Formation Diagram as the Mountain Gate Formation, and urges it with the source stone

Because the Nine Spirit Cultivators have limited spiritual power, only a Nine Spirit Sea Monk like He Void, whose spiritual power in his body is far more than a hundred times that of others, is qualified to use his own spiritual power to urge such means, and his divine soul mutates, controlling the twelve flying swords, including the formation itself, can exert the power of the Barren Lake Formation to the limit.

Suddenly...... There was a roar from outside, deafening and tearing hearts apart.

It was a roar of despair, a roar from which tiger had come out before, ending bleakly outside the law of the jungle, accompanied by the bland voices of a man and a woman.

The nun spoke lightly: A beast from the Dragon Leaping Realm dared to roar at us, and with a movement of his fingers, a cluster of flames rose out of thin air, and in an instant flew close to the dead tiger's bones.

The flames were not ordinary fires, and the body of the tiger was reduced to ashes in an instant, and the bones were gone.

The male monk came with a slightly complaining voice: "This beast is so ignorant", dare to roar at us, senior sister, why don't you directly use the hole cards to let this beast fly away.

"Nonsense", the Nine Ghost Soul Fire is the supreme flame with the same name as the Taoist Samadhi True Fire, which I specially asked for from my mother, although there is only a wisp, but it is also prepared to get this opportunity, how can I waste another beast's body.

Let's go, don't waste time, three days later is the weakest time for that demon ape, it is only able to break through the supernatural realm, the foundation is unstable, and it has given birth to offspring, so there is a chance for me to wait.

With that, the two figures silently touched towards the depths of the mountain range and slowly disappeared.

In the same place, He Void's figure walked out of the hole, smelling the faint smell of burnt in the air, looking at the only trace of ashes left by the tiger, his heart felt a lot, before the tiger dragged his tired and seriously injured body, the weakness in his eyes touched him greatly, so He Void just avoided its gaze, secretly cultivated and did not attack him.

Sighing, the weak in the monk world eat the strong, He Void's eyes moved, "There is a fate", looking at the conversation between the two monks before, they are going to make a move against a weak Divine Realm demon beast.

He Xukong's body slowly hidden, a flash of light flashed on his face, and he turned into an indifferent monk again, his facial features were distinct, and his eyes were like torches, as if he contained a flying sword.

Slowly touching in the direction of a male and a female monk, until he approached the two monks, He Void Air breath converged, and his divine sense slowly poked out, which was very vague.

Looking at the male and female monks in front of him, the figures coming from the divine consciousness, especially the female monks, He Void suddenly felt a sense of disgust from the bottom of his heart, the female monks had exquisite facial features, wearing a turquoise suspender dress, and her sexy skin loomed. The male friars are also well-behaved and somewhat delicate.

He Xukong's eyes suddenly swelled with a sudden color, the female monk was also very familiar, it was Qing Feng, who was rumored to be the daughter of the Qingfeng Cave Master, and the female monk who brought him back from the swamp to the Demon Cloud Cave with Zhang Xian.

And Qing Feng also put Zhang Xian in the Forest of Mist, so that he was seriously injured and beaten to death, so he had the idea of cultivating He Void as a furnace ding.

A trace of killing intent suddenly poured out from the bottom of his heart, and Qingfeng's delicate body in front of him suddenly shook, and shouted: Who is it, sneaky, get out of here.

A trace of doubt flashed in He Xukong's eyes, with the special nature of his dark remnant soul, coupled with his hidden figure and restrained breathing, even if the two people in front of him were higher than him in cultivation, it was impossible to find him.

If you don't get out of here, Miss Ben will spare your life. Qing Feng drank it, his eyes were like torches, he looked around, and even his cultivation was secretly running.

He Void did not show his physical form, but hid it more carefully, he was very confident in his divine sense, and it was impossible for Qing Feng to find him.

No one, senior sister, this is the Demon Beast Mountain Range, and there are few people. The monk wondered.

Qing Feng paused, the spiritual power fluctuations in his body were extinguished, as if nothing had happened before, he turned around and said to the male monk with a smile: "Senior brother's heart is sinister, and not far ahead is the destination of our wait, so as not to be followed by other monks, it is better to be careful."

A hint of surprise flashed in the male monk's eyes, and he said: It turns out that the senior sister is just tempting, and the junior brother has been taught.

A strange look flashed in He Xukong's eyes, observing in the dark, looking at Qing Feng's smile, a sneer flashed in his heart, this smile he had seen before.

That's why Zhang Xian broke an arm and was calculated to be severely injured and beaten to death.