"Don't get in the way, I really don't understand the reason!" Zi Xiaosheng swept through the sky with a 'swoop', and he didn't even look at the two slippery true spirits.

After flying forward for hundreds of miles, a compass with purple qi lingering on Zi Xiaosheng's left wrist suddenly shook, and Zi Xiaosheng, who had never flown out, suddenly stopped, without making any abnormal noise, as if he had stopped in mid-air.

"It's here!" Zi Xiaosheng laughed, and with a wave of his right hand, a purple-gold totem pole with a height of three feet and six feet and the thickness of a water tank flew out of his palm, falling from the sky with a roar of wind, fire and thunder, and slammed into the body of a big mountain.

The 'buzzing' sound of concussion continued to sound, the totem pole spewed out a large piece of purple golden light, and a golden pillar of golden light the thickness of a water tank rose straight into the sky, and in the sky hundreds of miles above the ground, the clouds in the sky were stirred by the golden light, and the golden light quickly turned into a huge cloud vortex around the golden light.

Countless monks near and far saw this golden light, and many monks flew towards it.

Zi Xiaosheng glanced at these monks, laughed, and once again turned into a purple figure and flew through the air. Within a few breaths, before those monks could fly in front of the golden pillar of light, Zi Xiaosheng was thousands of miles away, and smashed down another totem pole.

"Okay!hey!" clapped his hands vigorously, a gleam flashed in Zi Xiaosheng's eyes, and he laughed in a low voice: "This white jade platform ruins are really extraordinary. Hehe, those spiritual weapons and pills that flew out for no reason should have flown out of the void that coincided with this white jade platform. ”

"Interesting, interesting, the ruins of this white jade platform have been scavenged clean, and there are not a few dog hairs left. But in that side of the void world, there were constantly flying swords and elixirs flying out, which was obviously extraordinary. ”

"You guys grab those few dog hairs here, look at the magical means of this son, the great magic power of splitting the sky lock realm, and stare at the void world on that side, all the treasures in it are all my son!"

Zi Xiaosheng smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a line, and on the mountain under his feet, the same golden light flew up into the sky.

The 'buzzing' sound of vibration was endless, and one by one golden pillars of light rose up in the sky all over the ruins of the White Jade Terrace, and if someone occupied it high enough, they could see that in this piece of land within a radius of millions of miles, there were two thousand four hundred and one golden pillars of light flickering.

Two thousand four hundred and one pillars of golden light, in groups of seven, formed a strange formation, and forty-nine golden lights formed a larger formation, and forty-nine such formations constituted this complex and huge formation.

Thin streamers of golden light erupted from those pillars of golden light, beating rapidly across the earth like electricity.

The sound of 'popping' continued, and golden light pulsed rapidly on the ground, quickly outlining huge runes with a diameter of hundreds of miles. Huge, complex, and delicate like a flower, two thousand four hundred and one pillars of light were the core, and the golden streamer outlined a huge circle of magnificence on the ground that could not be described in words.

The entire Baiyutai ruins shook slightly.

All the spiritual cultivators were suddenly horrified to find that they could no longer sense the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Essence in the Void!

Not only that, but all their senses of the outside world are blocked. Their soul fluctuations could not be released from their bodies, their eyes could only see the three feet around them, their noses could not smell anything, their skin became stiff and paralyzed, even if they slashed with a knife, they could not feel any pain.

They can't hear anything, they don't feel anything!

They were completely deprived of their senses, and immediately afterward, their bodies felt tremendous pressure coming from all directions.

They are like bugs trapped in resin, which slowly solidifies, and the range of movement they are able to move is getting smaller and smaller.

All the monks in the ruins of the White Jade Terrace shouted in horror, only to find that no one could hear their roars, and they themselves could not hear their own sounds. They wanted to make gestures to make their peers understand what they meant, but they soon found it harder and harder to move their fingers!

"Splitting the Sky Lock!" Zi Xiaosheng stood proudly in the air, overlooking the huge golden circle on the ground.

With a loud 'buzz', a strong light flashed from the golden array that was deeply imprinted on the ground, and a layer of golden light was released from the huge formation upward, so at a height of a hundred zhang from the ground, there was another golden array that was exactly the same as the formation imprinted on the ground.

The immeasurable heaven and earth spirit essence in the void continued to pour into the golden array.

After a quarter of an hour, the brilliant golden magic circle seemed to have replenished enough power, suspended at a height of a hundred zhang above the ground, and the formation completely condensed by golden light made a loud bang again, and also spewed out a layer of golden light into the sky.

So at a height of two hundred zhang from the ground, there was another layer of golden array.

The spiritual essence of heaven and earth condensed into a colorful torrent visible to the naked eye, and continued to inject into the three-layer golden formation, the power of the seal in the void became stronger and stronger, and the terrifying power distorted the void of the Baiyutai ruins, and in many places, the light and shadow changes brought about by the distortion of the void were already faintly seen.

A quarter of an hour later, three hundred feet above the ground, another golden formation lit up.

In this way, every quarter of an hour, an additional layer of golden light condensed formation appeared in the air, and as time passed little by little, this formation overlapped to forty-nine layers.

At this moment, in the ruins of the White Jade Terrace, except for the tiger who could barely struggle, the other monks, no matter how high their cultivation were, were already unable to move at all, and even their soul fluctuations were suppressed by the Great Array of Splitting Sky Lock Realm, and everyone was stiffened in place like the living dead.

Only Tiger Strength is the blood of the Lingxiao White Tiger, his body contains the power of the Void, and the Void Splitting Lock Array is driven by the power of the Void, and the Tiger vigorously relies on the power of the Void in his body, and he can still pant and move forward step by step.

Zi Xiaosheng, who controlled the entire Split Sky Lock Realm Great Array, was shocked, and tens of thousands of miles away, he also sensed the tiger's vigorous struggle.

With a casual move, Hu Dali's figure disappeared on the spot and appeared in front of Zi Xiaosheng out of thin air.

Zi Xiaosheng smiled and slapped the long folding fan in his hand on Hu Dali's shoulder: "Yo, who is this? Brother Dali, why are you so embarrassed?"

Suddenly, Zi Xiaosheng seemed to think of something, and he happily punched Tiger Dali's chest.

The strength of this punch was a bit big, Zi Xiaosheng was too excited, and he didn't control the strength well, the tiger howled vigorously, and the sternum made a piercing cracking sound, and was punched by Zi Xiaosheng and flew dozens of miles away.

Zi Xiaosheng stuck out his tongue, hurriedly beckoned, and called the tiger back to his side, opened his mouth, and forcibly poured two or three glittering pills into him: "Haha, rest assured, rest assured, I won't die, I'm measured, haha!"

Hu vigorously looked at the three-inch-deep fist mark on his chest that was healing rapidly, and he couldn't wait to spray Zi Xiaosheng's face with saliva!

A three-inch-deep fist print!

Is this called being measured?

"Purple ......" As soon as Hu Dali shouted out a word, Zi Xiaosheng hurriedly poked the fan into Hu Dali's mouth, blocking his next words. Squinting, Zi Xiaosheng smiled brightly and said, "Jade Fansheng, hehe, Xiao Ke Yufansheng, this time it's polite!"