Gui Wuyi stepped into the formation gate, and in a trance, it was like entering a strange and indisputable space.

From the outside, the space inside each array gate is about a hundred zhang or so. But the perception of entering it is like being in a small world within a radius of more than ten miles.

Looking up at the sky, the sky is a billowing and flowing blue air. It is said that whether it is the vitality of the vegetation or the poisonous fog of the secret land, it is often blue. But unlike those bewitching and profound blue clouds, this piece of blue air is tasteless and odorless, refreshing as glue, which naturally teaches people to feel the joy and goodwill.

The foothold and the east and west sides were covered with earthy yellow churning smoke, half empty and half solid shrouded this side of the line.

However, in this wonderful space, the most eye-catching are the two shining stars, one red hundred, one east and one west, quietly circling slowly around the center of this space. The two stars are far away from the center, as if they are being pulled by a rope with great elasticity.

The nearest is only a few feet, but the farthest is three or four miles away.

Gui Wuyi sensed the traction of one of the star points and let go of his mind. Let his body float towards the red "star".

After a while, move to a closer place. Only then did I realize that the red star was originally a mist the size of a walnut. Gui Wuyi held it in the palm of his hand, and suddenly felt that half of the qi in this array gate was under his own control.

After mastering half of the Qi Engines of the Array Gate, a repulsive force came out from the white star dots on the opposite side. Blameless and reluctant, stand quietly in place and wait.

Sure enough, after only waiting for a moment, the white star seemed to sense that there was only one person in the formation gate. From repulsion to affinity, he turned around and galloped, merging with the red mist in Gui Wuyi's hand.

One red and one white are combined into one place, and they become the essence of a jade lan.

Seventy-two people in the seventh level competed for thirty-six formation gates, thirty-six people competed for eighteen formation gates in the eighth level, and eighteen people competed for nine formation gates in the last level, which was very different from the first six levels.

For example, in the first level of "Cypress Terrace", five people, including Zhu Daoren and Fang Wentong, came to find blameless trouble. If someone recognizes their identity and deliberately provokes, it is not unusual for more than ten people and dozens of people to compete for a group of jade Lan essence.

And within the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels, the essence of Yulan does not have to bother to induce, but turns into two opposing forces, manifesting into star points. As soon as someone enters the formation gate, they are immediately attracted by one of the forces. Both powers have their masters, and the third person will never be able to enter the gate again.

If only one person enters the formation gate, after mastering a mass of breath and dozens of breaths, another force will automatically merge with it.

The fusion process of the essence of the first six levels of Yulan was all done by the master himself. However, once the essence of the seventh group of jade lan was revealed, it was like a living thing, actively looking for the qi of the six essences on the body of Gui Wuqi.

Gui Wuyi casually took out the essence of the six groups of jade lan. The spirit of this group of wandering outside seemed to sense the spirit and pounced on it. The seven-colored streamer gradually took shape, turning into a seven-leaf flower.

It takes about a quarter of an hour to take shape to feel the time it takes for this flower to take shape. Only when the essence of the seven aggregates is formed can he leave the formation gate and go to the eighth level.

In the process of the formation of the essence of the seven aggregates, Gui Wuyi saw a flower in front of him, only to see an extra arm suddenly appear in his chest and abdomen, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly looked at it again.

The ankle bone of this arm is clear and clear, like a tender lotus root. The garment draped on his arms seemed to be a layer of tulle, which was very different from the blue-veined white robe of Gui Wuyi. On this slender hand, there is also a condensing essence of the seven aggregates.

Gui Wuyi came back to his senses and thought about it, this arm was somewhat similar to Xi Qingheng.

Sideways to get out of the way a few steps, I saw "Xi Qingheng" standing quietly in place, where her body was standing completely overlapped with herself. At this time, it was only a few feet away, but they didn't hear of the existence of blamelessness.

Gui Wuyi felt that the atmosphere between heaven and earth was a little subtle, and his mind pursued this mysterious flow, "Xi Qingheng" suddenly disappeared, and the vision changed again.

A monk in a green shirt with a long sword in his hand was fighting with another monk in Mai who wielded the magic weapon of the iron whip. The two of them kept making moves around Gui Wujiao, and the whip shadow swept almost two or three inches away from Gui Wuyi's long sleeves. However, the evil air is turning, and the divine will is triggered, but it can't be sensed for half a minute.

However, these two people are not to blame, and they are all in mind. One is a cultivator of Yu Xuanzong's Jindan First Heavy Realm, and the other is one of the servants of the Xingyue Gate's Shadow Hidden Identity.

The moment he realized that the essence of the seven aggregates was fused, the small world within this array seemed to come alive, and suddenly expanded thirty-six times, but it was accumulated in the same space. Just now, his mind moved, and it seemed that the world was also like a mirror, and the vision in front of him was no longer real.

Returning to blame carefully examining these thirty-six spaces, it seems to correspond to the thirty-six array gates, and his heart suddenly understands. This great mystery made it possible for anyone inside any array gate to observe everything that was happening in the remaining thirty-five array gates.

The blameless mind moved, but this has a wonderful use. At present, the mind travels through the thirty-six distinctions with the flowing qi, and the vision changes one by one.

The battle between the black-faced Daoren, Wang Muba, Lan Qingping, and the two Jindan One Heavy Realm cultivators...... Like a glimpse of light, it flashes in front of your eyes one by one.

Finally, when an old man wearing a cirrus crown came into view, he was not to blame.

However, unexpectedly, the handsome middle-aged man who confronted this person from afar was not a bystander, it was Yu Xuanzong Ye Guangzhong.

After the people above the double realm entered the formation gate first, they didn't know how the last eight people would match. The person who was hidden in the Xingyue Gate to the end had already been identified by Gui Wujiao, and Gui Wuyi wanted to see if the opponent against this person could force him to expose the means above the dual realm.

Only then did I realize that it was this one who took the initiative to pick Ye Guangzhong. If you think about it, this is a viable strategy.

When Yu Xuanzong was strong before, he even took the initiative to solve himself and the white-faced swordsman. Then even if he released his sincerity in time to save it, it was unlikely that he would be on Yu Xuanzong's side. So as long as the two of them remain neutral, this one is better than Ye Guangzhong, and the combat power of the Quadruple Realm is four against four.

Not to mention that the four members of Xingyuemen are from the same family, but Yu Xuanzong's side is a temporary alliance between the two and two, and they can't help but have ghosts. After careful calculation, Wang Muba and the other four are afraid that they will have more victories.

Returning to the blame and contemplating it carefully, Ye Guangzhong's broad-bladed seven-star magic sword was staggered, and it was obvious that he was not lightly injured. The sleeve of his right robe was torn as well. And although the old Dao of Xingyue Gate was well-dressed, his face was a little paler than before, and it was not without loss.

The masters compete, and a dozen breaths are enough to make a thousand changes. Gui Wuyi entered the formation gate, and although it was only half an hour to condense the essence of the seven aggregates, the two seemed to have experienced a tragic battle.

The old Daoist of the Xingyue Gate stared, and seven thin swords were born above his head. Six of them are the same, but the last one seems to be three inches shorter. It can be seen that this person's attainments in the "Empty Yun Nian Sword" are slightly inferior to Liu Qashqai by half a point.

Even if Lao Dao used this magical power, he did not hesitate to flick his backhand on the blade of the sword.

PS: Not tomorrow morning. Sent together in the evening.

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