Super Sect Development System

After the throne fell, that formation was immediately replaced by this formation that captured the world.

Although this formation is somewhat different from the one just now, the connection seems to be the same!

At this time, the new round of baptism on Li Qingyun's side has ended.

His face was slightly pale, and he quickly took out some pills from his storage bag and drank them.

As the power of the medicine spread, the pain from Li Qingyun's soul and body instantly eased a lot, and the injuries on his body gradually healed.

However, after this round of baptism was completed, the surrounding seven illusory wicks still did not withdraw their light shields...

Li Qingyun couldn't help but widen his eyes: "It won't happen again..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a feeling of tension came again.

The pain this time was countless times more severe than the second time.

…

…

At the same time, at the top of the ninth mountain, there was the Chaos Heavenly Prison.

At this time, all the monks in the prison were gathering together in a lively manner.

In the middle of the crowd, two figures were seen fighting back and forth, and they were fighting hard.

This group of people has never been separated since the last time the chaos energy weakened and they got together.

In the original Chaos Heavenly Prison, even if they put their hands on their faces, they were affected by the chaos energy and couldn't see clearly.

But now, the energy of chaos has inexplicably experienced two rounds of weakening, and they can now see clearly dozens of feet away.

And the spiritual power that could not be used normally was gradually returned to their meridians at this time.

Since this group of people were imprisoned in the Chaos Sky Prison, the only place they could see some light was the mountain they went to when they were summoned by the mountain guarding spirit to conduct trials for outsiders.

Not only do they have to forcefully accept the rules imposed on them by the guardian spirit, they also have to lower their own cultivation level.

At the same time, he is still unable to use spiritual power freely, and can only use the energy of chaos instead of spiritual power.

However, these worries have disappeared now, because they can already use a small amount of spiritual power to come out!

At this time, Master Huacai was excitedly discussing with the Gray Sword Saint.

The two of them were going back and forth, which looked very interesting.

Of course, it can only be fun.

Their spiritual power is still unable to be used freely in the package of chaotic energy, and the spiritual power released from outside the body will only fly a few feet at most.

In other words, their fighting at this time was just to relieve their boredom.

I saw a silk ribbon flying directly from Huacai Zhenren's sleeve, but it only stretched out a few feet and landed lightly on the ground.

On the other side, the Gray Sword Saint raised his hand and released a sword energy. The sword energy was very huge when it was released, but after flying a few feet, it was about the size of a mosquito.

The two of them were fighting together, but there were constant cheers from around them.

Ever since they regained some spiritual power, this group of people have been fighting here to relieve their boredom.

And since no matter how they attack here, they can never hurt the opponent's life, they are even more relaxed.

Huacai Zhenren and Gray Sword Saint Zun fought for a moment, then suddenly each took a step back and stood still.

Huacai Zhenren threw out three silk ribbons on one side, while the Gray Sword Saint on the other side slashed directly with a sword.

But before these attacks could hit, the spiritual power attached to them had already dissipated, which caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding people.

"Hahahaha, you two are doing acrobatics!"

"Hahaha, Master Huacai is really like a dancer shaking her sleeves!"

As soon as these words came out, there was another round of laughter.

Master Huacai's face turned red, he flicked Lingluo casually, and shouted: "Don't laugh, I'm talking as if your offensive can be used!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden bang on the scene!

"Snapped!"

Everyone felt strange and immediately turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

And where the sound came from, the Gray Sword Saint was covering his left face in astonishment, looking at the Ling Luo in Huacai Zhenren's hand in shock.

"Huacai, what did you just do?" Gray Sword Saint asked in shock.

Master Huacai was startled when he heard this and said, "I just dumped Lingluo without doing anything..."

As he spoke, he shook it again.

In the eyes of everyone, the silk thread pierced out as quickly as a flying arrow!

"Snapped!"

On the other side, the Gray Sword Saint covered his right face in shock.

All the monks at the scene fell into silence together as they watched this scene. The scene was as silent as when the energy of chaos was not weakened.

I don't know how long it took before the Gray Sword Saint finally asked in surprise: "Can you use Lingluo!?"

Master Huacai looked at the Gray Sword Saint blankly at this time, and said a little dullly: "It seems... it can be used?"

Upon hearing this, the Gray Sword Saint drew out his long sword with a buzzing sound and immediately swung his sword towards the sky.

A huge sword energy flew out and flew a hundred feet before finally dissipating!

Master Huacai suddenly shouted excitedly: "That's right! Even my sight has recovered a lot!"

Only then did everyone realize that they had actually seen the sword energy a hundred feet away!

They quickly tested their own moves, and for a while, brilliant lights flashed around them.

"Damn it! My strength has also recovered a lot!"

"Yeah, mine too!"

"A hundred feet! A full hundred feet! Hahahahahaha!"

"Fellow Taoists, my spiritual consciousness can now be extended to a hundred feet away!"

The scene instantly became lively, and everyone was very excited and consuming their spiritual energy.

Until a voice sounded.

"Do we have a chance to get out?"

The moment the people who were consuming their spiritual energy heard this sentence, they all stopped, and the scene once again entered a mysterious and strange atmosphere.

Everyone who was imprisoned here knew that three powerful people had come here.

But because the whereabouts of the three of them were sensitive, and the Chaos Heavenly Prison had great restrictions on the cultivators, the three powerful people were unable to open the cage themselves, but only attached a formation that could be opened to the Chaos Heavenly Prison.

But they also knew the triggering conditions of the three formations.

The first formation required the organization of all the totems in Lingluo Continent, and the endless totems were organized and summarized.

This step was extremely mentally exhausting, so all the cultivators who participated in this formation would eventually have more condensed mental power.

The second formation was a large formation composed of broken swords. The trial cultivators had to withstand the continuous attacks of tens of thousands of broken swords without dying.

In this formation, the sword energy was crisscrossed, and the cultivators could gain a lot of swordsmanship insights from it.

The people in the Chaos Prison were already very surprised when this formation was cracked.

Because if there were no special means, such a formation would require at least a Saint Lord to try to pass it.

After all, if all the attacks of the broken swords fell, those who were not Saint Lords would most likely die in it!

The third formation was a blood sacrifice formation, which allowed the formation left by the strong man to gradually disintegrate the remaining power of the Chaos Prison.

But the people present did not know how this formation worked.

However, just looking at the various means of the last strong man, they did not expect anyone to be able to successfully activate the formation.

Moreover, as long as the formation did not work, they would never be able to leave this Chaos Prison.

…

On the other side, Li Qingyun was sitting on the throne with a pale face and cursing.

"When will this wick baptism end? It's been more than a dozen waves!"

While cursing, Li Qingyun skillfully took out the corresponding pills from the storage bag and ate them.

At this moment his face was as white as a piece of paper and looked very scary, but as the elixir was refined and the medicinal power quickly flowed into his internal organs, his face soon showed a hint of blood color.