All of a sudden, birds, beasts, fish, and insects in the sky, ground, and water rushed to the ring.

Inside the ring, there seems to be a thin membrane, and after the birds, beasts, fish and insects collide with it, they burst into clusters of colorful light.

From a distance, it can be said to be gorgeous and colorful.

"That colorful light ......" Mi Luo was also stunned, "The remnants of the Fallen Immortal Cultivator!"

Normally, the immortal fate is condensed by the essence of heaven, earth, sun and moon, or when the ancestors of the powerful immortal cultivators dissolve, they can also leave the inheritance of the immortal fate.

As for the fall of ordinary immortal cultivators, there is a low probability that they can leave an immortal fate.

The reason why I can see so many colorful lights now is because there are too many immortal cultivators who have fallen in an instant, or there are too many existences that have opened their spiritual wisdom and entered the immortal path.

In the sky, the bell still rings unhurriedly.

The high-level immortal cultivators, as well as the likes of alien beasts, stopped for a while, just watching the low-level existences that were sent to death.

On the ring, bursts of light flashed like popping beans.

Those remnants of the immortal fate scattered in all directions, attracting the immortal cultivators behind to surround them.

These people are naturally not low in strength, and as soon as they make a move, all those immortals will be gone.

The world in this book, at present, there is no lack of aura, what is lacking is immortality.

Xu Mochen muttered to himself, "Could it be that they are using this method to obtain additional immortal fate in a centralized manner?"

Mi Luo's face was very ugly: "In the ancient times, before the reform of the immortal cultivation world, it was said that there was a great lack of immortal fate, which was even rarer than aura.

I just didn't expect that there would be such a sight.

If this book is a record of true history, then we are witnesses."

This last sentence is ambiguous, and the prerequisite for being a witness is to be able to get out of here alive.

In the distance, there are more and more dead birds, beasts, fish and insects. Chinese Net

The surrounding high-level immortal cultivators were frantically absorbing the immortal fate left by them.

Xu Mochen understood.

Immortal fate, something that can not be found.

From the perspective of probability, every existence in the world may have its own immortal fate.

Whether you can meet it is another matter, and whether you can rely on it to enter the immortal path is another thing.

Every existence may have immortal fate, and the number is very small.

But when countless existences are gathered together and destroyed in an instant, the immortal fate left behind by the concentration can become enough resources to use!

This book records the immortal cultivators of the times, and in this way, they intercept the immortal fate to improve themselves.

So, is the ringing bell a signal?

Who is responsible for this situation?

Soon, the birds, beasts, fish, and insects that had gathered in this area and had just opened their minds were almost consumed.

The rest are all immortal cultivators and alien beasts with cultivation.

"Who's going to open the way?"

A loud shout rang out, "The bell has been ringing seventeen times, and time is running out."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding immortal cultivators clamored.

"My generation has changed my life against the sky, and if it falls here, it will be my life."

"If you can't preach, then you will be a stepping stone on the way to open up."

"Regardless of each other, it all depends on whether we are related to the Heavenly Dao."

"Oooh!" Bursts of shouting spread like a tidal wave.

Immediately, they also began to act.

Unlike the lower beings who used their physical bodies to strike, they each unfolded their magical powers, and one ray of light slashed at the ring.

In an instant, the entire heaven and earth shook, and countless spiritual energas intersected and interfered with each other, like a hurricane blowing through, turning the world upside down.

And the ring, as soon as it encounters an attack, immediately launches a counterattack.

Laser-like rays are densely dispersed.

Some immortal cultivators were able to avoid it, and some were too late to dodge, and after the hit, a cloud of blood mist exploded, leaving a trace of colorful light.

And these colorful rays of light were quickly absorbed by the follow-up immortal cultivators and became his immortal fate.

This reminded Xu Mochen of tower defense games.

Countless creeps storm this final level.

The price of victory is innumerable sacrifices.

Gradually, by the time the thirty-first bell rang, more than half of the immortal cultivators who had come had already fallen.

The rest of them, as time progressed, Xu Mochen found that they were getting stronger and stronger.

"Immortal Yuan can quickly improve the realm?" This is the first time he has found out.

"Impossible," Mi Luo denied, "There may be something in this that we don't know."

But the fact is that absorbing the immortal fate of the fallen immortal cultivators, the aura of the surviving people is getting stronger and stronger.

The original masters were almost all in the Jindan realm, but now, Xu Mochen saw a lot of Jindan refining on the spot, condensing the Yuan Baby.

These primordial babies were sacrificed one by one, and the three major caves were opened behind them, and a golden flower was condensed above their heads, and their combat effectiveness was even enhanced.

"We have to act, too." Xu Mochen found that there were already many divine senses locked on the two people who had not moved.

All the immortal cultivators were moving forward bravely, and the two of them seemed out of place.

Mi Luo nodded, although this is the world in the book, they are now also in the game, and they are one of them.

Xu Mochen urged the light sword under his feet, and with Mi Luo, the two of them turned into a light and flew towards the ring.

Along the way, it was the light shot out by the ring counterattack, as well as the immortal cultivators, alien beasts, and so on.

It's like a scuffle.

Xu Mochen activated the six swastikas, and through countless changes, he grasped the gaps in them, and flexibly passed through the stumps of the corpses that kept falling.

Not long after, the two also arrived near the ring.

The aura here has completely lost control, like a violent storm, blowing on the skin, causing a piercing pain.

Those who can enter this range are basically immortal cultivators above the Yuan Infant level.

Xu Mochen tried to absorb the immortal fate, but his path of cultivating immortals was different from others, even if it was in the book, it still didn't work.

Mi Luo, who was on the side, absorbed some, she closed her eyes slightly, and then opened them: "It's immortal fate, but it doesn't have the effect of quickly improving my realm."

In other words, there is a secret in this.

The bell has struck the forty-first bell.

The immortal cultivator *** up again.

"It's already halfway through, and if you don't work hard, you'll fail again this time!"

"For the continuation of the Heavenly Dao, for the future of our generation, what is our sacrifice!"

"Isn't the Immortal Yuan Great Array here for this purpose?"

I see, Xu Mochen understood, this ring is called the Immortal Yuan Great Array.

The formation of extracting the immortal fate of the immortal cultivators is at the cost of their lives.

But what's the point?

Why do you say it is for the sake of heaven?

Before he could figure it out, the attacks in front of him were already flooding in.

In this wave of bursting light, another large number of immortal cultivators fell.

The six swastika pupils opened in time, and since they were not real people, they did not have the power to leave the ten sins.

However, Xu Mochen still saw something different.

After the fall of the immortal cultivators, there were not many immortals left, but one by one they were like splicing building blocks, matching with each other to form a new and larger immortal relationship.