More than 300 Jindan monks practiced while walking.

After adding three quasi-primordial infant-level monks, the difficulty of formation control was reduced again, and with continuous practice, the formation gradually became more sophisticated.

The Bagua Wheel is round and flawless, even if there is no other power to control it, it can be used, at least it will not be defeated by the Yuanying Monk.

More than ten days later,

The majestic and magnificent ancestral hall of the Luoxu Sect appeared in everyone's eyes.

Jiang Ding stared at the hall in front of him.

Vicissitudes, solemn, solemn.

The incense on the top of the hall is full of clouds, and it was like this in the 10,000 years ago, and it has never been cut off from the worship of the monks of the Fallen Void Sect for generations.

It wasn't until 10,000 years ago that all these sacrifices stopped.

The incense is still there, but it is gone.

"It is so well preserved, back then, Shuoyang Tianjun must have been extremely reluctant to give up here, and he specially reinforced it...... Is it possible to survive a god-level attack? ”

Jiang Ding asked himself in his heart.

"Extremely small."

"This Nine Heavens Fragment, the aura of heaven and earth is thin, and it is absolutely impossible for a god-level attack to survive for 10,000 years."

"If there is, then I will die, I just do this, I just need to mark one or two, and wait for the future to come in and explore, and get clues to immortal arts."

Everything was ready, the Divine Sense Scanned the Formation, and nothing else was found.

Jiang Ding's figure was revealed, and he happened to land in the center of the new Bagua Breaking Forbidden Array.

The Dao Bagua Formation surged here, was combed, and then returned, reconciling the chaotic aura of more than three hundred Jindan monks and smoothing them out.

The torrent-like golden pill mana flowed in the formation, precise and precise, like an arm making a finger, and there was no difference between it and the mana that had been in the monk's body for hundreds of years.

"Such a formation, almost the ...... of the avenue"

Many Jindan monks held their breath, staring at the birth and death of the Dao Dao formation in front of them, the rotation of heaven and earth, and the mysterious and self-generated atmosphere, and they couldn't help but show a look of intoxication.

Even monks who don't understand the path of the formation at all can feel the aura of the avenue in it, and there is a faint gain in their hearts.

"Fourth-Order Array Mage! It's not even just the fourth-order lower grade! ”

"This is the most difficult of the hundred arts of cultivating immortals, and it is known as the formation path of the foundation of the immortal path!"

"Even if the talent is peerless, how can it be achieved without hundreds of thousands of years?"

The Six Dao Holy Sons were shocked, and couldn't help but send a message to the Burning Sun Sword Son who had left the department: "This kind of character, have you ever heard of the Great Sun Sword Sect?" It's like it pops out of a stone. ”

Among these monks, he thought that only the Burning Sun Sword could communicate with him on an equal footing, and the blood flow was much worse.

"Nope."

"Brother Jindan, how can this be?"

Burning Sun Sword shook his head slightly.

"Indeed."

The Holy Son of the Six Paths also faintly agreed with the implicit meaning of his words, and suddenly felt a little hesitant: "A good senior, send an incarnation outside the body to enter, to put it bluntly, we will naturally obey orders, why hide our heads and show our tails......"

His heart was inexplicably relieved.

If it was a Yuanying Cultivator, then he should have a considerable sense of the overall situation, and he would definitely not kill him easily, not to mention the benefits, and he also greatly resented the Six Dao Sect and even the entire True Demon Alliance.

Hide your head and show your tail, hide your head and show your tail, that's good.

From beginning to end, neither of them knew who this person was, so naturally there was no need to have murderous intent.

Everyone stepped into the hall of the ancestor of the Fallen Void Sect.

The surrounding space fluctuated violently, hazy, the heavens and the earth changed, and wisps of golden light burst out of the sky, shining in the heavens and the earth, falling on the bodies of every monk, causing their magic weapons to buzz and vibrate.

Everyone felt an unconsciously chill in their hearts, as if they had been stripped naked and placed in the middle of the city, and the eyes of countless passers-by were gathered on them.

After a few moments, the strange gaze vanished, and the pressure subsided.

Everyone raised their eyes and looked around, and found that in the endless golden desert deep in them, the aura was cut off, as if they were disgusted by the fairy way, and it was difficult to mobilize any spiritual energy.

"The Formation ...... of the Scripture Pavilion"

Many monks were relieved and were about to speak, when a change was born.

Thundered!

With the roar of the collapse of the mountain rocks, countless smoke and dust rose everywhere, and thousands of miles of yellow sand flew, covering the sky and the sun.

In the center, a golden giant slowly rose from the yellow sand, and every inch of the rise was like a tumbling of the yellow sand ground around it.

A moment later,

In the midst of the golden light lines, a hundred-zhang golden statue stood tall, blooming outwardly with terrifying coercion.

This is the appearance of a Taoist robe, with a handsome posture and fluttering sleeves, straight as a celestial.

At this time, the eyes of the golden-robed statue bloomed with brilliant golden light, shooting out two traces of light, which swept over everyone one by one, and stared at everyone, especially the young man with an ordinary face in the center, for a moment.

"Interesting...... The body of the puppet of the golden bank......"

The lips of the Yaojin statue opened and closed, and a voice as warm as jade came out, which was not as strong and aggressive as imagined.

'Alive? ’

Many Jin Dan's bodies trembled violently, their faces turned pale, and their confidence was completely lost.

Ten thousand years have passed, and he is still alive, what kind of old monster is this!

What will they do to deal with these robberies who have looted the other sect?

"Ancestor!"

"Meet the Ancestors!"

The Holy Son of the Six Realms was overjoyed and couldn't help but exclaim.

This again attracted a lot of attention.

Many monks were shocked to realize that the appearance of this Holy Son of the Six Realms was seven or eight points similar to the statue located in the Ancestral Hall of the Luoxu Sect, which seemed to be no coincidence.

The expression of the Burning Sun Sword Zi paused for a long time on the word 'metal puppet body', revealing that it was indeed so.

The Yaojin statue did not respond to the cries of the Six Paths of the Holy Son.

Perhaps, with his blood all over the Northern Plains, he has long been accustomed to the appearance of heirs, everywhere, and has no feelings.

"Junior, break into my sect."

"Are you cutting yourself, or are you going to do it myself?"

The statue of Yaojin stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Jiang Ding, and said lightly.

"Please also ask the seniors to help."

Jiang Ding nodded.

There was also a shake in my heart.

In his body, there is a sixth-order talisman on his body, and he has a very strong concealment ability, and he can see the disguise at a glance with just a Yuanying-level formation and body, which is really incredible.

It's an anomaly,

It may be an anomaly caused by immortal arts.

"Very good."

The statue raised its fingers.

Rumble!

The formation of the Patriarch Hall roared, the infinite golden light converged, and the golden text of the formation loomed, and then formed a spear of immortals that reached the sky, instantly breaking through the layers of space, and assassinating.

At this moment, he seemed to have become the master of the gold bank, and under the order, all the gold in the world followed, and the legal domain of the Yuanying monk could not affect it in the slightest.

"Away from the fire!"

Jiang Ding drank low.

In the voice full of cold killing intent, many Jindan monks struck a chill cicada in unison, and even the six holy sons woke up from the emotions of Rumu, and after sensing the heavy pressure of the running gossip formation, they instantly succumbed, and efficiently cooperated with the formation to operate, and the gossip weather flowed endlessly.

Qiankun Kan Zhen Xungen!

The vision of the gossip is constantly changing and reincarnating, and finally it is fixed in the hexagram, the weather rises sharply, and the infinite fire is self-generated within dozens of kilometers, burning the sky and destroying the earth, gathering in the palm of the hand, condensing into a distorted fire sword shape.

Fire Gram Gold!

"Slash!"

Jiang Ding's shattering sword intent was all blessed on it, and the fire hexagram sword melted the space and disappeared in the firelight of the sky.

Rumble!

Between the two of them, in an ordinary space, there was a sudden loud rumbling noise, and countless dark spatial cracks appeared, and then the entire space disintegrated and shattered.

The raging space storm sputtered in all directions, plowing the earth into bottomless canyons.

A fairy spear that dominates the gold of the five elements, and a sword that is twisted and entangled by the flame of the fire.

The two were entangled for a moment, and then disappeared together.

"Arrive ...... Resisted! ”

Baimei Zhenren and other Jindan monks held their breath, watching the battle situation, and then their morale was greatly boosted.

This statue is not an old monster who has lived for 10,000 years!

"Uncle Tu Shan!"

At the same time, there was a panicked scream.

The crowd followed his gaze, and their hearts trembled, and they fell into an endless fear of death.

In the center of the gossip breaking forbidden array, an ordinary-looking young man looked stunned and puzzled, as if he had encountered something very strange and did not understand.

On his chest,

A golden spear the size of a baby's arm came at some point and pierced deep into the heart.

(End of chapter)