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Fang Laomo appeared, causing a wave of disturbance, but it soon calmed down.

The monks waited quietly.

It's half past midnight.

The great wizard Zhu's expression moved slightly, his red lips parted slightly: "Friend Lingzhu, the time has come, I will trigger the Thousand Sword Formation right now."

Lingzhuzi counted with his fingers and said in a deep voice: "The immortal formation here happens to be at its weakest moment. I will do my best to help the Great Witch Zhu break the formation. Let's get started."

After saying that, he waved the spirit bead with a whisk, and the other Nascent Soul cultivators dispersed one after another, standing on the edge of the formation, stimulating the true energy and injecting it into the spirit formation.

The Jindan monks saw a commotion and retreated one after another. They were afraid of being affected by the aftermath of the spiritual formation, but they did not want to miss the opportunity to observe, so they did not retreat too far.

Soon, the Nascent Souls of the two races dispersed and stood apart.

In the center of the formation, Lingzhuzi and Fang Laomo were on the left and right, on both sides of the Great Witch Zhu.

The great witch Zhu took a deep breath, raised his jade hand slightly, microwaves rippled in the water below, and a milky white light point slowly rose from the sea, and was gradually stretched, turning into a slender spiritual sword.

Immediately afterwards, Da Wu Zhu punched out a mustard seed bag with his other hand.

With the mouth of the bag facing downwards, a light flashed, and the spiritual stones fell into the sea like water. They were all top-grade spiritual stones!

There were so many spirit stones that all the monks outside were at the Dan-formation stage were stunned. Only then did I understand why a jade talisman was so expensive. These are just spiritual stones. The amount of spiritual materials consumed in setting up the spiritual array is unknown.

I'm afraid only the top forces can afford it.

The location where the spirit stone fell happened to be on those light spots in the sea. After entering the water, it was immediately swallowed up by the light spots and melted silently. However, those light spots grew stronger little by little, just like the one activated by the Great Witch Zhu, slowly rising, and finally turned into a A rapier.

The surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators moved together.

They activated the lightsabers around them respectively, turning into a stream of water that seemed to be composed of lightsabers, and all rushed towards the center of the formation. The speed and momentum are extremely amazing.

It was obviously not easy to achieve this step. All the Nascent Souls showed expressions of difficulty, and some even activated their magic weapons to help.

The great witch Zhu's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at Lingzhuzi and Fang Laomo.

Only one person and one cicada were seen, shooting out a green light and a yellow light respectively, connecting the lightsaber in the middle, as if they were holding it up with force.

At the same time, streams of light flew towards him and crashed into the lightsaber.

There are no twists and turns, and the lightsaber is like a bottomless pit, swallowing everything.

Thousands of swords merged into one in an instant, gathering the power of the entire formation, and the astonishing power was concentrated in one place.

Qin Sang and others were at the outermost edge. They only had some vague feelings, but their scalps were numb and their hearts felt frightened.

Ling Zhuzi's expression was solemn, his whisk connected to the lightsaber, his arms trembling slightly.

Old Demon Fang spread his wings and vibrated frequently. The cicada chirped louder than before, making those who heard it feel upset.

The most labor-intensive person was the great witch Zhu who presided over the Thousand Swords Formation. Her eyes were like water, her red lips were pursed tightly, her hand seals were changing continuously, and countless seals were inserted into the lightsaber one after another.

Because of this, the lightsaber fused with the thousand swords still did not collapse and became more solid.

Finally, a jade-white spiritual sword appeared above everyone.

The spirit sword is about three feet long, its entire body is as crystal clear as jade, and its body is covered with runes, just like a fairy sword.

"go!"

The great witch Zhu suddenly raised his jade hand and pointed towards the immortal array. His spiritual sword trembled slightly and disappeared into the gray wind wall with a flash. After a short period of silence, a terrifying invisible wave suddenly erupted within the wind wall.

The minds of the monks seemed to have been hit hard, and the light was shaken.

The next moment, a familiar scene appeared. The gray wind wall began to shatter from the inside, and countless cracks instantly exploded in all directions. There seemed to be a lightsaber in each crack, opening the way for the monks.

"leave!"

Da Wu Zhu and Ling Zhuzi almost shouted together.

All the Nascent Souls took out their jade talismans one after another, passed through the gap in an instant, and escaped into the wind wall.

Qin Sang was not slow in his movements. He had already prepared himself. He immediately raised the jade talisman, selected a gap, and rushed in. Long before he comes in, the power of the jade talisman will have been activated.

This time, it was not a blood-colored shield, but a sword-like light that enveloped the whole body, opening a path in the storm, and soon suffered the first impact.

Qin Sang revisited his hometown and dealt with it calmly. Under the protection of the jade talisman, he successfully withstood the impact of the immortal formation, passed through the immortal formation, fell from the air, and landed on the wasteland.

The wasteland is incredibly vast.

Qin Sang stepped on the ground and looked up. One after another figures passed through the immortal formation and fell from the sky. Each one landed in a different position.

After a brief pause, these people immediately took action, flying in all directions with their escaping lights, disappearing into the mountains and dense forests.

"Back again!"

Qin Sang let out a sigh, first looked at the direction of the Sky Tower, then turned around and flew towards the Purple Mist Jedi Land, deciding to get the Nine Nether Demonic Fire first.

Soon, Qin Sang came to the ancient jungle connected to the Purple Mist Jedi.

The first encounter with Xiang Yilai was still fresh in Qin Sang's memory. He knew that there were many ferocious insects and beasts that were difficult to deal with in the jungle, so he prepared several medicinal powders and wore them on his body.

As soon as he chanted the incantation, he disappeared into the jungle to find the purple river.

Qin Sang tried to be careful when acting, because he was not sure whether the East Pole Alliance would send people to the Purple Mist Jedi Land to open the ancient altar, and what twists and turns would occur.

Just as Qin Sang flew towards the Purple Mist Jedi Land.

Deep in the mountains, the Nascent Souls of the two tribes were not far apart, and the direction they were flying was towards the Tianta.

At this time, Mou Laomo glanced in the direction of the Purple Mist Jedi, and then looked at the Nascent Soul cultivators around him one by one, but did not see any clues.

He pondered for a moment and suddenly said something to the old man in blood-robed clothes next to him.

The old man in blood robe was shocked when he heard this, "Old Demon Mou, how dare you disobey the orders of Lingzhu and the Demon Lord! You are impatient, don't bring me down!"

"Hey, old blood ghost, you think I don't know your background! You want to use the Ancient Forbidden City of the Seven Kills Palace to refine that evil object to help you survive the next thunderstorm. I'm afraid the success rate is less than 10%, right? No. I'm afraid you won't live for a hundred years with this evil thing. As long as you help me once, I can go to Old Mo Wen and borrow his Tiangang Ring for you."

Mou Lao Mo suppressed the anxiety in his heart and discussed the deal with the old man in blood robe.

The blood-robed old man's expression moved slightly, and he said in disbelief: "The Tiangang Ring is the lifeblood of Old Demon Wen. He regards it as his own life. Can you borrow it if you want?"

"Old Mo Wen owes me a favor. I can still do it by borrowing the Tiangang Ring! Although the Tiangang Ring is not as effective as your evil thing, it is still a rare treasure and can help you fight for a chance of survival."

Mou Laomo looked confident, "Besides, I am not violating the order this time. As long as you attack with all your strength, there will be no mistakes."

The old man in blood robe was obviously moved, his eyes flickering.

"Okay! I will believe you just once! However, if you dare to deceive me, I will not have much time left, so I will not have any scruples. Be careful of your Tianfeng Island!"