As if it were a starry dream, this strange space was filled with beautiful brilliance, the stars were shining, the sky was far away, and there was an illusory figure dancing in the blur, and the trajectory of the sword in his hand showed a deep meaning, and the truth and essence flowed from his moves.

The impressionistic sword brings up a large area of galactic brilliance, conveying the sentimentality of the years and the comprehension of the world.

Lu Xuan looked at this scene stupidly, thinking quickly in his mind.

It is rumored that there is a swordsman in the land of Chiyang who is known as "the strongest under the starry sky", relying on a strong sword skill, he was stunned to resist the invasion in the Twilight Snow Pass, the important place of the soldiers, for several months, when anyone thought that this was an impossible task, this person miraculously fulfilled his mission, and the sword picked more than a dozen generals of the Qingyu Dynasty, and pulled the precarious Chiyang Dynasty back from the line of life and death.

If that battle didn't have the miracle created by this person, then the people of Chiyang would probably have changed their customs and pursued Qingyu.

This person is the founding patriarch of the Qi Philosophy Academy, Tang Shaoyuan!

I don't know why I think this way, but the authenticity of my intuition is as clear as it is engraved in my heart.

However, before he could act, the next change made his face change drastically.

I saw that the heavens and the earth were shattered and bottomless cracks appeared, and the endless nothingness spread like its original breath, and finally formed an abyssal giant eye, and the gaze was tightly locked on Lu Xuan's body.

However, the appearance of this huge eyeball is only the beginning, and the surrounding space is densely packed with such frightening eyes, which makes people feel chilled just by looking at it.

Immediately after, a blood-colored light shot out from these strange eyeballs, which was in stark contrast to the starry sky just now.

When these rays of light touched Lu Xuan's surroundings, they all turned into blood-red figures, all of whom were holding long swords, and they should be arrayed in front of the heavens and the earth, making a defensive posture.

Lu Xuan was shocked by what he saw and heard, and Zhou Ning outside the statue didn't know what to do!

This formation was set up by Patriarch Tang Shaoyuan when he founded the Qi Philosophy Institute, and what remained with this formation was his words.

"A person who can break through to success without relying on external forces, no matter what kind of realm he is, even if he is an ordinary person who has no true qi fluctuations, he must be the head of the disciples of the Enlightenment Philosophy Academy."

Because of these words, countless disciples of the Enlightenment Academy of Philosophy have tried to challenge, but all of them have returned with a feather, and some even have mental problems after the challenge, thus completely abandoning their cultivation talent and becoming crazy wasters.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xuan's eyes as he looked at the sculpture couldn't help but reveal complex colors.

Originally, when Tang Shaoyuan was alive, the disciples of the Qi Philosophy Academy all needed to challenge the trials in the sculpture, even if they became demented.

But when Tang Shaoyuan became an ancient, the later dean was distressed by the fall of talents, coupled with the passage of time and the change of years, the formation trial had more metaphysical significance, and no one would really risk their lives to challenge.

So, what secrets are hidden in this formation? It gradually became an unknown problem. Of course, it is this curiosity that constantly torments the hearts of those who know the secret.

For example, Fu Fei, a genius of the Qi Philosophy Academy, has been in retreat for several months to practice penance, and he has only recently come out of the customs, so he is fully prepared for the next battle.

However, I didn't expect to be hit by this kid by mistake.

After these thoughts crossed his mind, the corners of Yuan Xuan's mouth crossed a cruel smile, and said in his heart Since you are looking for death yourself, then it will save me from taking action myself!

And at the same moment when Lu Xuan broke into the formation left by Tang Shaoyuan, Director Song suddenly felt a little sense, and then looked down the mountain in shock.

He turned his head in disbelief and glanced at Fu Fei, who also had a restrained hippie smile, and both read something from the other party's gaze.

"Someone got in there!" Director Song muttered.

"Who the hell has the guts to do that?" Fu Fei frowned deadly, he had been cultivating for a long time just to challenge the formation, which was already a secret that the core disciple center of the Qi Philosophy Academy had not yet declared.

If the intruder is one of these people, isn't it sincere in wanting to steal the limelight? How could he, as the pride of the sky, tolerate such a provocation?

"Is it possible that it is an outsider?" Director Song knew Fu Fei's idea and proposed a possibility. But after he finished speaking, he shook his head slightly, this idea is too whimsical, how can outsiders know that there is a magic circle in that statue?

Even if you know, how do you know how to enter?

"Let's go, let's see." Director Song immediately decided.

At this time, Lu Xuan's limbs and bones all had a hot feeling, it was the Arhat Demon Formation that was constantly heating up, as if it resonated with the figures around him.

Lu Xuan was not surprised by this anomaly, because the reason why he was able to enter this formation was just that he had a call for the Arhat Demon Formation, and the pure power exchange between that formation and the formation could be explored through the spirit flicker.

So what is the meaning of the passion for oneself here? Could it be that the trap failed?

It's like the pitcher plant in nature, which attracts insects by emitting smells, and finally melts the unlucky eggs into nutrients with corrosive liquid, and finally absorbs them for themselves.

Thinking of this, Lu Xuan's heart couldn't help but feel a chill, he instinctively wanted to ask the firefly in the road to heaven how to be good, but he didn't get a response before he sounded, and the firefly had already been put into reincarnation.

What to do? He stared at those bloody figures, the fish and dragon dived into the water, and the Chinese light flickered, and the suicide stone appeared in his hand.

At the same time, Tie Jinwu also appeared in a silent posture, even if it was already half-paralyzed, but at this time when his life was at stake, even the strength of a three-year-old child could not be easily ignored.

He shouted angrily and took the lead in rushing towards the many figures, and with Lu Xuan's actions, those blood-colored figures were neatly aligned, without the slightest extra movement.

"Huh!" The shouts in unison are like loud bells, and in the layers, even the aftertones and rhymes are perfectly overlapped, without the slightest uneven mess.

Immediately after that, these figures fluttered like the wind, and they moved their positions one after another in a dizzying way.

Lu Xuanchong did not stop his past figure in the slightest, because these people bypassed one after another. Until Lu Xuan rushed into a certain central point.

The sensual sensation suddenly changed, and a completely different breath burst out. Lu Xuan looked around in horror, and these people surrounded him in the center quite at different levels, and the front row was on the same level as him, but as the number of levels became larger and larger, the position of those people became higher and higher.

With Lu Xuan as the center point, it forms a stepped shape like an arena.

Some terrible thought came to his mind, Lu Xuan's face changed drastically, and he just wanted to escape from this kind of cage, but those people didn't give him this kind of opportunity at all.

"Kill!" The deafening voice echoed in Lu Xuan's heart, and the echoing movement of the empty valley was no different from the feeling of fear.

I saw the blood-colored figures pointing at Lu Xuan with their swords, and that kind of momentum alone was enough to shatter anyone's psychological defense.

Blood light flowed from the tips of those long swords, shooting towards Lu Xuan's body like thin needles, and the overwhelming streamer like locusts crossing the border overshadowed Qiankun.

Lu Xuan's eyes were about to split, and he knew that if he didn't work hard, he might have to die here.

Immediately, Ember Sumeru burned all around him, even on the Suicide Stone, and with the waterfall of his True Qi, Tie Jinwu also turned into a burning man, and the strange black veins were like twisted spirit snakes, suspended on the surface of their bodies.

"Kill yourself! Manage! As he drank heavily, the texture of the self-killing stone itself seemed to be extended, covering Lu Xuan and Tie Jinwu like a true qi cover.

"Hum-" A strange sound resounded in this space, and the strong man who danced alone under the sky also stopped his movements, looked up at the top of the firmament, and worshiped reverently without thinking.

Lu Xuan's True Qi Mask transformed into Ember Extreme Sumeru was instantly annihilated in the magnificent river of blood light, as if it was the call from ancient times, extinguishing all times, like a dream bubble.

I don't know how long it has been, in Lu Xuan's perception, time has lost its essential meaning, it may be a moment, or it may be tens of thousands of years. The gap between the mayflies that die in the morning and the thousand-year-old trees that have been quiet for thousands of years probably only exists in the narrow perspective of people.

When Lu Xuan's eyes focused again, he was caught by the ochre-red glow of the setting sun.

Hey? Where is this?

He tapped his head, and found himself in front of a spectacular human settlement.

The surrounding lush towering ancient trees are densely packed, and the incomparably huge housing complex located in the middle of the dense forest seems to be the so-called Genting Wonderland in Yuan Xuan's mouth.

He looked at the stone tablet beside him, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart, as if he had come out of here.

And the words written on this stone tablet also confirm his thoughts.

"Genting Wonderland".

"You... Where did you come from? ”

Such a voice woke Lu Xuan from his contemplation, and he found that there were several figures not far from him.

The leader is a majestic middle-aged man, whose eyebrows are full of years of experience.

Behind him was a young man with grim eyes, staring at him.

Lu Xuan connected the processes before and after in his mind, and he couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart. Isn't this pretending to be too big and making people bored?

"Is this Genting Wonderland? I was a freshman who came to register, and I was supposed to do the second round of assessment. Lu Xuan hesitated.

It's not that he deliberately hides it, but even he doesn't know what all this is all about.

Why didn't you die? Is there any hope for himself to live under such an inhumane attack?