The pale red ritual formation slowly glowed on the ground.

The ritual resembles a giant ring with three triangles nested in the middle.

At the tip of each triangle, a ring of different sizes is nested. The rings are lit with different meanings.

At the very center of the ceremony, a hand slowly turns in circles, like a clock that keeps track of time.

In the summoning room in the basement, Lin Sheng stood quietly in front of the ritual formation, correspondingly matching the various materials in his hand one by one and placing them in the formation.

The improved ritual formation no longer has the superfluous steps of the previous trickery, and many places are replaced with a more concise and up-to-date way.

Just like the two steps of boiling water and lighting a candle with animal fat. It was replaced by Lin Sheng's innovative style of boiling Mao Xuewang.

Carefully put a pot of Mao Xuewang, which was still boiling, in the middle of the formation.

Lin Sheng picked up another piece of night floating soap, which was an excellent material used to simplify the initiation language and stabilize the process of the ceremony.

Gently throw the night floating soap towards the center of the formation.

The square bar of soap, as if falling into the water, disappeared into the middle of the formation and disappeared.

Lin Sheng hurriedly lowered his head and began to slowly chant the activation words of the summoning.

In a low activation voice, a thin transparent barrier slowly rose around the ritual formation.

This is designed by Lin Sheng, an isolation barrier to prevent summoning from being interrupted and interfered with, with sound insulation and a certain degree of defense ability.

As the starting words continued to move, the pointer in the formation ceremony rotated faster and faster, more and more urgently.

Soon, three rays of red light erupted from around the formation, all of which shot into Lin Sheng's eyes.

His eyes turned blood-red in an instant, and his vision suddenly darkened, entering the summoning soul space.

In the dark soul space, balls of light of different colors emerged and slowly floated in front of Lin Sheng's eyes.

There are too many balls of light, colorful and everything, and they are of different sizes, like stars in the sky.

Lin Sheng's heart moved slightly, and he began to imagine the image of the red-haired female swordsman.

Suddenly, all the balls of light slowly disappeared and faded, leaving only a dark blue ball of light, which slowly floated closer.

The ball of light was not large, only the size of a fist, but it seemed to be bound by a group of black bugs, constantly trying to break free from the control of the ball of light.

After the ball of light approached Lin Sheng, the struggle of the insects inside became more and more intense.

As if smelling delicious food, these insects frantically wanted to break free and pounce on Lin Sheng.

"Sure enough.... It's polluted..."Lin Sheng knew in his heart.

Fortunately, he had already expected this situation.

If it can be polluted, it must be purified.

"Relying on my own strength, the power of purifying nature is not enough, but I am not alone to bear it..."

Lin Sheng took a deep breath, and his soul consciousness quickly contacted the thunder monster clone far away in the west wheel.

To be exact, it's not a clone, the thunder monster over there is also him, his consciousness and soul, and he can travel back and forth between the two places at any time.

It's like two game interfaces on one computer screen.

He's always in control of both sides at the same time.

It's just that the Thunder Monster has been guarding the temple and controlling the holy power pool of the temple.

Shengli Pool, this is Lin Sheng's greatest reliance.

His improved ritual formation also has a role, that is, it can assist him in remotely mobilizing holy power and purifying the summoned monsters.

The reason why he dared to summon a red-haired female swordsman of the rank of envoy was because of this.

"So.... Let's go. Lin Sheng stared at the dark blue ball of light. The holy power in the body began to communicate with the thunder monster of the west wheel in the distance.

Transmitting the holy power through the connection of the soul formation will have a lot of loss, but these are nothing to the holy power pool that has accumulated a lot over there.

This was the first time that Lin Sheng had communicated with the power of the temple in the distance.

In the original world of Black Feather City, the temple could communicate the power of all branch temples in an instant. This is also one of the horror cards that makes the temple so prosperous.

After all, in many places, it is difficult and simple, and there are not even many people, and it takes a lot of holy power to build a temple in those places.

Without long-range support, the Temple would not have been able to control so many places.

'Soul connection, connection established. ’

'The channel opens. ’

'The Holy Power Guides Begins. ’

'The coordinates are determined and the transmission begins. ’

With the successive successes of the formation one link after another. Lin Sheng's body gradually filled with pure white light points.

A large number of white points of light flew away from him like fireflies.

The number of light spots is increasing and becoming more and more dense. In less than ten seconds, the entire summoning room was filled, almost turning the room into a sea of pure white.

The ultra-high concentration of holy power echoed with the holy soil under Lin Sheng's feet, and the huge and domineering holy power began to expel and destroy any other power.

As the Holy Power continued to be transmitted, Lin Sheng began to carefully manipulate his evil energy to shrink as much as possible, so as not to be purified by the Holy Power in one go.

At this time, the concentration of holy power in the room had reached an unbelievable level, and the massive amount of holy power began to repel and destroy all the xenogeneous energies that existed here.

Among them, the soul light ball of the red-haired female swordsman also began to be eroded.

In Lin Sheng's field of vision, a little bit of white light began to appear in the air around the dark blue ball of light.

As time goes on, there are more and more points of light.

The improved ritual does not have a time limit for summoning options, and can be maintained at this stage as long as it consumes a little energy.

It's just that Lin Sheng soon had no authority to control.

More and more holy powers gradually exerted their domineering essence, and they began to attach and envelop the surface of the dark blue light ball like flames.

Lin Sheng could even hear the ball of light hissing as it was burned.

The black bugs inside the sphere also began to stir.

It's as if they've met a rival, dancing and screaming wildly, emitting invisible sound waves that make people feel irritated.

Gradually, the holy power penetrated into the dark blue light ball and began to come into direct contact with those black bugs.

Lin Sheng couldn't see the specific process.

He could only see that the black insects were wrapped in a large amount of holy power one by one, like insects that had fallen into pine resin, struggling and gradually not moving.

After about ten minutes, the ball of light was completely pure.

The black worms inside were all wrapped in the Holy Power, and then they became smaller and smaller, and finally dissolved in the Holy Power.

Lin Sheng was careless, and waited for a while until there were no other new changes in the ball of light. Only then did he slowly control his mind and take a step forward, touching the ball of light.

The moment it touched the ball of light, it was like a cold mist blowing in front of you.

Lin Sheng saw a flower in front of him, and suddenly came to a desolate and vast white ice field.

The ice fields are vast and boundless. It was snow-white as far as the eye could see.

Countless black giant birds swirled in the sky, with sharp claws and sharp beaks.

The wings of the wings are not feathers, but brass-colored metal feathers.

All the giant birds swirled in the sky, forming a huge black vortex.

Below the whirlpool, in the center, stood the red-haired female swordsman.

Her face was calm, her eyes flashed a blinding red, and she casually carried the silver greatsword in her hand.

The cold air was like a tide, centered on her, and it continued to spread violently towards all directions.