World of Cultivation

A cultivator just tried to use a flying sword to attack the crescent moon hanging high in the sky.

Unexpectedly, this behavior seemed to anger those seemingly gentle and harmless halos! First, a halo suddenly enveloped him. As soon as the halo landed on him, it suddenly tightened. No one thought that these haloes, which seemed to be broken by a single prick, actually contained such amazing power!

As soon as he was restrained, the sword cultivator suddenly screamed, rolled his eyes, and fell into unconsciousness.

Just when everyone was in awe, a coil of black gold rope suddenly fell from the sky and accurately entangled the unconscious cultivator.

"Coma, failed judgment, exited the competition."

An indifferent voice sounded in everyone's ears, and then fell silent.

Everyone knew that it was the commentator hiding in the dark who took action to save the cultivator. The judges who were unable to take the last round of tests were all Jindan cultivators. As soon as they made a move, they immediately showed their extraordinary ability. The talisman formation that everyone was still confused about came and went as freely as if they were in a deserted place.

While everyone was shocked, they couldn't help but yearn for it. In terms of realm, although there is only one level difference between cultivators in the golden elixir stage and those in the pulse condensation stage, the difference in strength between the two is countless miles!

For these practitioners in the pulse condensation stage, achieving the golden elixir is their dream, but they are also well aware of the difficulty of this level. The Pulse Condensation Stage is considered the backbone in the Heavenly Moon Realm, and only those who have achieved the Golden Elixir can be considered a master. Every year, countless people fail at this level, but no one will back down. If you can pass this level, you can leap over the dragon gate and fly high in the sky. In addition to this, there is an extended life span, and everyone wants to live longer.

But now they can only be jealous. After all, they are young. Even if they have outstanding talents, their cultivation is still shallow. Among these hundred cultivators, there are only a few who have entered the middle stage of pulse condensation. Moreover, it becomes more and more difficult as your cultivation level increases later. It is extremely difficult to achieve the Golden Elixir before the age of fifty.

Zuo Mo also heard what the judge said, but he didn't have any thoughts of envy at this time. He almost cursed! The commentator's voice came out of nowhere just now. He was so frightened that his hands almost trembled, and he almost broke the formation he was setting up.

Fortunately, he used his spiritual power to barely stabilize himself.

Everything in the talisman array is under the shroud of his spiritual consciousness. He is naturally aware that the cultivator is under attack.

Hehe, this is just the beginning!

But he didn't look up, he couldn't be distracted.

There are still six sub-formations, and he can complete the seventy-two sub-formations of the Sky Ring and Moon Ming Formation!

Once he completes the seventy-two sub-formations, not only will the power of the large formation be doubled, it will also have an additional function that interests him extremely, and that is control. It was not that he had never manipulated talisman arrays before, but they were just simple talisman arrays. He had never controlled such a complex and huge talisman array. There is a huge difference in power between a rune array controlled by someone and a rune array controlled by no one.

The key is, how enjoyable it would be if you could control such a large formation!

In the talisman formation, all the masters are not stupid and have their own little calculations.

Su mobilized her spiritual power, and the magnetic force formed a tiny magnetic shield around her to protect herself. Luo Li continued to wait and see. Although his realm of nothingness was compressed into a small area in the formation, he remained motionless. And his mind has already begun to think about how to expand his realm of nothingness in the talisman formation.

The two people's idea of ​​​​defensive counterattack was just a movement and a silence.

Su anxiously shuttled through the talisman formation, where was that damn guy hiding?

As for Chang Heng, he wandered around the talisman array leisurely and curiously. There was also a yellow-faced man like him.

The traces of the ghost wind are mysterious, appearing and disappearing.

Only Nanmen Yang roared angrily, slashing at those haloes with his sword as fast as a sword. There was no one around him, Guaiguai. Looking at Nanmen Yang's powerful appearance and his crazy expression, anyone who came near would probably be struck by his sword.

And Yu Bai was like a gust of wind, looking around for Nanmen Yang in the talisman array with a livid face.

It's strange to say that this large formation only covers an area of ​​more than ten acres, but everyone in the formation feels like they are in a vast wilderness.

Sometimes we can meet, but more often than not we can't.

However, compared to the ease of these cultivators, the fighting between other cultivators in the talisman formation was much more brutal.

In the sky above the formation, two commentators were chatting and laughing easily, only occasionally glancing at the talisman formation. There are two commentators, one of whom is wearing a green Taoist robe and a square scarf on his head, and his name is Wuling Sanren. The other person was wearing spiritual armor and looked majestic. His name was Wei Fei, and he was a long-established master in the Tianyue Realm.

"Not to mention, Zuo Mo really likes me. He has the idea of ​​seventy-two sub-formations. Well, it can be considered a decisive decision." Wuling Sanren smiled and said: "Although the arrangement of this talisman formation is still very rough, it is very important to me." For him in the foundation building stage, I am impressed that he can persist in laying it out."

"Haha!" Wei Fei joked upon hearing this: "It's a pity that Pei Yuanran and the others won't give you this apprentice. It's a pity. If he can learn from you for a few years, no one in the younger generation can be better than him in the art of talisman formation." right."

Wuling Sanren are very rare among sword cultivators who are good at talisman formations, only Wei Fei said so.

Wuling Sanren shook his head: "Which sect would not treat such a talented disciple as a treasure?" He looked quite lonely as he spoke. He has long wanted to find a suitable disciple, but has been unsuccessful. His current disciple studied swordsmanship diligently, but he had no interest in the talisman formation. The science of talisman formation has always been the proud skill of Wuling San people, but now no one can teach it to him. How can he not be troubled?

If Wukong Jianmen allowed Zuo Mo to become his disciple, he would be willing to spend more money. But he knew that this was not impossible at all. Even ordinary sects would never agree, let alone the Wukong Jianmen who was determined to restore the reputation of the sect?

The reputation of the Ice Chi Sword is not ringing in the ears of ordinary cultivators in the Tianyue Realm, but it is familiar to none of them who are cultivators of the Golden Core Stage.

"Haha! There's no need to worry about being an independent! Although Zuo Mo won't join another faction, I'm afraid Wu Kong Sword Sect will also have a huge headache!" Wei Fei's words were full of gloating.

Wei Fei's words are indeed correct!

Pei Yuanran also felt a terrible headache now. With such a situation, he no longer thought about the outcome. In his opinion, winning or losing doesn't matter much, but how to train this kid Zuo Mo?

There is no doubt that after this battle, Zuo Mo's reputation in the Talisman Array will reach a new height.

In their eyes, Zuo Mo was originally a troubled boy and extremely troublesome.

Now this troubled boy will become very famous, very famous! When he thought that there was a troubled boy with great fame, wealth and talent in his family, Pei Yuanran felt like a mouse dragging a turtle with nowhere to start!

He didn't know that Zuo Mo was already extremely poor. The crystal stones that Zuo Mo won last time were such a huge fortune that even a leader like Pei Yuanran could never imagine that Zuo Mo would go crazy and squander them all!

Zuo Mo was frightened, the talisman formation was under tremendous pressure. He never expected that Nanmenyang would act like crazy, striking one sword after another, and each sword would be stronger than the last!

Does brother have any grudge against you?

Zuo Mo is already out of anger. If he continues like this, it won't be long before the Sky Ring and Moon Ring Formation is really broken by this savage with brute force!

He knew that he could no longer concentrate on setting up the formation as before. If the formation was broken now, then there would be no point in setting up the formation.

In the Tianhuan Yueming Formation, Nanmen Yang has already fired the real fire! He struck down seven or eight swords in a row, but they disappeared into the invisible, seemingly without any impact on the talisman formation.

His idea was simple. If he failed to break this piece of shit, it was because he didn't use enough strength.

Nanmen Yang went berserk!

The golden light all over his body surged and was enveloped in thick golden light. Even the big sword was wrapped in the rich golden light that seemed to be substantial. His hair stood straight up, looking like an angry golden lion.

His eyes turned into a deep golden color, staring at the rings in the sky above him.

As if feeling the threat from Nanmen Yang, the halo that was originally swimming freely gathered towards Nanmen Yang's position.

The power released by Nanmen Yang is too strong, like the sun in the dark night.

Yu Bai's livid face became even more livid, and his eyes flashed with a heart-stopping cold light. He turned around without hesitation and flew towards Nanmenyang!

Feeling Nanmen Yang's astonishing fighting spirit and powerful momentum, everyone knew that his next attack would be earth-shattering!

"Oh, are we going to break the formation?" Zong Mingyan thought a little boringly, shaking the plum branch in his hand, maybe he should find an opponent.

Who to look for? That Chang Heng looks quite strong...

Zong Mingyan was not the only one who had this idea. Nanmen Yang's momentum was so amazing that even a casual guy like Chang Heng couldn't help but be moved by it.

And Su's expression changed drastically!

It’s over!

Nanmenyang's next sword attack would not even dare to strike him hard!

No cultivator in the talisman formation dared to take Nanmen Yang's sword forcefully!

But if Zuo Mo loses, his flying sword...

The formation is about to break...

She was filled with despair!

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

Roar!

An equally powerful roar sounded in the talisman formation, and a golden-armored giant with a vague face fell from the sky and landed heavily in front of Nanmen Yang.

Talisman soldiers!

Nanmenyang raised his golden pupils and grinned, an indescribably ferocious smile! He was completely immersed in madness at this time, and anyone who appeared in front of him would be torn to pieces by him at the first opportunity!

"Go to hell!"

The sound was like a lion's roar, Nanmen Yang's eyes widened in anger, and the golden light all over his body suddenly became stronger. He clenched the giant sword with both hands and slashed at the Fu soldiers.

Fu Bing felt Nanmen Yang's fighting spirit and threat, and his face was blurred, revealing a pair of eyes.

Indifferent, oppressive eyes!

Numerous earthworm-like runes on the armor of the rune soldier suddenly lit up. He stomped his thick left leg hard, causing the ground to tremble. His right leg retreated silently, and his right fist reached the side of his chest without knowing when. The lower body formed a lunge, and the right fist that was ready to strike was like a bow and arrow, hitting the golden sword light hard!

"I am born to fight!"

The majestic and deep voice was like muffled thunder rolling through the low clouds.

A solid ball of golden light fist came out of his hand, like a heavy hammer and as powerful as thunder!

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