The moment the gossip elephant rose to the sky, the surrounding void buzzed and vibrate, and some ripples appeared.

"It's ......"

Baimei Zhenren and the other Jindan monks looked at the scene in front of them, suspecting that they were hallucinating.

Space?

It's space!!

Isn't this something that only the Ancestor can relate to?

They had more than 100 Jindan monks who had practiced the formation of the Half Moon, and they had simply touched the space like this?

Naturally, everyone would not think that it was their own credit, and their eyes looked at the ordinary young man in the center of the Bagua Formation, and they were extremely in awe.

Bang!

At the same time, feeling the threat, the formation of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Falling Void Sect finally roared, it was not a dead formation, it was passively attacked and defended, and it took the initiative to swing a circle of yellow sand-like array ripples, covering a radius of dozens of kilometers.

Everyone's eyes are full of flowers.

When I open my eyes again,

But seeing the surroundings, the yellow sand is all over the sky, the wind is blowing, and there are many tornadoes and storms that are hundreds of feet high cruising outside, absorbing spiritual energy to strengthen themselves, and the threat brought by them is becoming greater every moment.

The most important thing is that there is no aura around, no matter how much you absorb it, you can't mobilize the aura between heaven and earth, as if it has completely disappeared.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand are forbidden to the great array!

This is the formation of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Luoxu Sect, which ranks at the top of the fourth order, and is one of the most important foundations of its sect, and has played a vital role in the process of its rise.

In the history of the sect, there were a large number of Yuanying monks, including Yuanying peak monks, who attacked in person, and finally they were all repulsed, preserving the fire of the sect, and causing a large number of casualties to the incoming enemy.

Often a roll of yellow sand, waiting for the idle Yuanying monk to break the Dharma body, the infant treasure is dim, can only escape with the Yuanying, struggle again for some time, and then the Yuanying is broken and dies.

Ten thousand years ago, it can be said that it was a famous murderer, burying the lives of many infant monks.

"Kind of terrain like a soulless desert......"

Jiang Ding ignored the fear and uneasiness caused by the disconnection of the spiritual energy of the surrounding Jindan monks, looked at the surrounding environment, and fell into thought.

The formation factors of the Spiritless Desert should have something in common with the inheritance obtained by the Falling Void Sect.

Maybe it's related to the Nine Heavens God Thunder Sect.

In the battle of its destruction 30,000 years ago, the boundary walls were shattered, and the spiritless desert in the land of the Three Kingdoms should have been caused by a certain heavenly spell at that time.

Perhaps, 30,000 years ago, that desert was no different from other places in the Northern Plains where water and grass were abundant.

"What kind of spell can permanently alter such a terrain? Really want to ......."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself in his heart.

WhewW......

At this time, nine yellow sand storms that had absorbed enough spiritual power blew towards this side, the storm rotated extremely fast, and the internal spiritual sand was uneven, and in an instant, it had a terrifying killing power, and even the space around the storm was blown out of black marks.

It's a storm tearing through space!

Baimei Zhenren and the other Jindan monks looked at the approaching storm, and then felt the imprisoned aura around them, and couldn't help but feel panic in their hearts, their palms were sweating, and they didn't have any certainty.

They had no doubt that if their natal magic weapon dared to be put into the storm, it would instantly turn into several pieces, and there would be no bones left, and there would be no power to resist.

This is already a primordial-level spell!

Non-human beings can resist it.

All of a sudden, everyone was uneasy, although they still had a burning desire for the Yuanying Exercises, and they did not collapse, but they were already thinking about a way out, and how to let the people around them take a step forward and watch the changes by themselves.

More attention was paid to the ordinary-looking young man in the center of the formation, looking nervously.

The yellow sand storm was approaching, and he finally began to move.

"Gossip, up."

Jiang Ding pinched the law decision, and with a flick of his fingers, eight streamers flew out of his hand and fell into the eight formations of Qiankun Xun and Gen Zhenkan, and the formation patterns were permeated.

Bai Mei Zhenren and the others were nervous in their hearts, and they each moved according to the formation they had rehearsed in advance, changing the position of the heavenly and earthly branches, and receiving the aura of the formation.

Airplanes!

I saw eight array flags raised, and then a circle of hazy gossip light spread outward, forcibly smoothing out dozens of kilometers of yellow sand in the soulless desert land, and the illusion was shattered, revealing the white jade slab ground in front of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Heaven and earth aura, so return.

"The Absolute Spirit Domain, broken."

Bai Mei Zhenren and the other Jindan monks felt the familiar aura of heaven and earth around them, took a deep breath, and looked at the center of the formation, as if they had witnessed a miracle, and they didn't dare to think about it any more.

"Earthquake, up."

Jiang Ding looked at the nine high-speed rotating yellow sand wind tornadoes that were coming and pointed at them casually.

"No!"

Bai Mei Zhenren and other monks who refined the thunder method suddenly agreed, and according to the formation that they had practiced in advance, the mana and divine sense poured into the Zhenzi Lingqi in front of them, and the other seven hexagram Zhenzhen monks also gathered the aura of heaven and earth and poured into the earthquake array to cooperate.

Bang!

In an instant, as the aura of heaven and earth gathered, the infinite thunder light converged, and the electric snake jumped around, rumbling, and a terrifying blue and purple thunder was formed between breaths, meandering and beating.

"Lord Tushan!"

The white-eyed real person watched this scene in horror, and the signs of life and death crises in his soul kept coming.

More than 100 Jindan monks, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth through the formation, gathered such a huge thunder power,

He simply can't control it!

If you delay a little longer, the entire earthquake array will turn into powder under the thunder, and nothing will exist.

"Ray, come."

Jiang Ding made a move.

The infinite thunder light condensed by the earthquake array flew into his hand, and it was violent and chaotic, and the power of the thunder that was almost disintegrating and bombarding instantly became meek, and the thunder flashed, obediently condensing into the appearance of a thunder sword.

This thunder sword has a calm bearing, an orderly and stable internal structure, and the destruction sword intent is in the center, not just in vain.

This is like a primal flying sword of Yuan Infant Rank Thunder Sword Cultivation!

"Sword, go!"

Jiang Ding a little more.

Rumble!

The lightning exploded, and the Thunder Flying Sword broke through the space and disappeared, and the divine consciousness of the Jindan level could not be observed.

In the next moment, the Thunder Flying Sword came to the front of the Yellow Saloon Rolling Storm that tore through the nine space-splitting spaces, and slashed through the middle of the Nine Tornadoes, and the Thunder Sword Light collapsed and dissipated.

Nine yellow salons were swept away.

Between breaths, the tornado that was enough to tear the space was like a clear breeze, collapsing into invisibility, the storm disappeared, and countless spiritual sand lost its driving power, slowly falling to the ground, splashing a cloud of smoke and dust.

Whew......

At the moment when the attack was broken, the enemy of the yellow sand of thousands of miles was full of winds, and one after another tornadoes were born again, roaring, and rushing towards this place in dozens and hundreds, leaving no gap.

Every space around was torn apart, black lines were intertwined, and living beings were Jedi.

"Leave!"

Jiang Ding pointed his finger, and many Jindan monks changed their laws, shifted their shapes, and the gossip breaking forbidden array roared and operated, countless fires converged, and another sword of Nanming Lihuo was born, and the flames filled the sky, smashing a storm of yellow sand.

There are even wisps of unquenchable flames all around, even the yellow sand storm can be ignited, and the tornado storm is crumbling, and no longer has the power to tear through space.

"Camp!"

"Gen Array!"

"Dry Array ......"

Jiang Ding manipulated the gossip to break the forbidden array, gathered a lot of golden pill power, condensed into many flying swords to cut thousands of miles of yellow sand forbidden formations, and faced the Yellow Sharon Rolling Storm, the Yellow Sand Yin Wind and poisonous fog invaded, and the Dao Space Flying Blade continued to kill.

He slashed out with a sword, destroying everything in front of him.

The sword of the earth, moistening all things, a sword cut out, thousands of rains were born, the yellow sand and mist had not yet risen, there was a wail, and the yin wind turned into a breeze.

The sword of Gen Earth, as thick as a wall, slammed down, and a piece of space flying blades turned into powder, and the space returned to its original state.

The sword of Xunfeng, covering the sky and the sun, the wind and sand storm in the sky were suppressed, and they could no longer be born......

The surrounding thousands of miles of yellow sand are constantly broken, and the earth, fire, feng shui and other monks are not equal, and it can be seen that the Jindan monks such as Baimei Zhenren were frightened from the beginning, and gradually adapted to it in the end, and the efficiency of controlling the formation became higher and higher, and the gossip broke the forbidden formation and made it flawless.

The breath of thousands of miles of yellow sand gradually weakened.

Eventually, the surrounding yellow sand landscape became transparent and hazy, and it was almost impossible to maintain the spatial domain.

The last Qiantian sword, the two formations of Qiankun are yin and yang of each other, uniting the power of all people, condensing into a terrifying yin and yang black and white sword and slashing towards the seemingly empty sky.

Bang!

Only a crisp sound was heard, and the great array of thousands of miles of yellow sand was forbidden to shatter, revealing the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that was no longer protected inside.

(End of chapter)