Wanchu Holy Land.

Formation Hall.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng sat cross-legged in the center and began to guide the formation spirit.

But at the end, Lu Changsheng still asked.

"Do you really need to guide all the array spirits?"

He vaguely felt that if all so many formation spirits were released, something would happen, right?

"Don't worry, I'll wait together and can suppress the vision, don't worry."

The Holy Lord Wanchu spoke.

The thirty-three formation spirits were shocking to the heavens, but they also had confidence that they could suppress the pressure of the thirty-three formation spirits.

And the next moment.

With the emergence of formation spirits.

In an instant, the heaven and earth changed color.

Since the Holy Lord Wanchu said so.

Lu Changsheng has no private hiding.

Ten ways!

Twenty ways!

Thirty ways!

Thirty-three ways!

The terrifying thirty-three formation spirits were like ancient runes, and each formation spirit was filled with a terrifying aura, as if it could crush a world.

Thirty-three formation spirits surrounded Lu Changsheng, and all the formations in the entire Wanchu Holy Land resonated.

Heaven and earth change color, and the terrifying light drowns all this.

In the hall, Lu Changsheng was like an immortal god king. He sat cross-legged, with a terrifying light permeating his body.

Everyone was suppressed by this spiritual energy. A monk like Zheng Haoran, who had weak cultivation, even his bones were clattering. This was terrible.

He felt that if he fought with Lu Changsheng, he would lose directly by summoning thirty-three formation spirits.

On the high platform, Elder Chen's eyes were frenzy. He looked at the thirty-three formation spirits with extremely frenzy.

"Everyone, suppress the vision!"

The Holy Lord Wanchu spoke, and he came back to his senses from the shock.

Then let the elders suppress them together.

Everyone's eyes were hot. These were the thirty-three formation spirits. How many people have awakened the thirty-three formation spirits throughout history?

However, Lu Changsheng awakened thirty-three formation spirits, which was really shocking.

But just when the Holy Lord Wanchu said he would suppress the vision.

Suddenly, another formation spirit appeared.

Wanchu Saint Lord: "???"

Wanchu Elders Group: "???"

Zheng Haoran: "???"

Elder Chen: "????"

The hall suddenly fell into death silence.

Everyone was staring at the 34th formation spirit tightly.

However, before everyone could come to their senses.

The 35th way!

The 36th Path!

The forty!

The fiftieth!

The sixtyth!

The seventyth!

Boom!

The Wanchu Formation Hall was blown up directly.

All the buildings were directly overturned, and a truly terrifying force exploded completely.

call out!

A terrifying divine light drowned the Holy Land of Wanchu and then penetrated into the sky.

At this moment, the heaven and earth were shaking.

The sun and the moon are gone, and billions of stars appear in the sky.

At this moment, all formations in the entire world of immortal cultivation and all the formations awaken themselves, emitting the most dazzling light, resonating with the seventy-two formation spirits of Lu Changsheng.

The Holy Lord Wanchu was completely confused.

He thought Lu Changsheng had only thirty-three formation spirits.

But I never thought of it.

Lu Changsheng actually has sixty-six formation spirits?

No, it is sixty-seven.

No, no, no, sixty-eight paths.

Hiss!!! Sixty-nine?

Elder Chen Ling's mind was blank.

Sixty-nine formation spirits?

This is truly unprecedented and no one comes after another.

Let alone them, countless powerful people in the entire immortal world have sensed this terrifying aura.

The world was shocked again.

Zhongzhou, the Holy Son of Shu walked out of the hall and sent a voice in excitement on his face.

"Congratulations to our Supreme Elder of Shu Sect, Lu Changsheng will prove the formation path again!"

With the help of some magic weapon, his voice spread across the Shu Sect's holy land for millions of miles.

In an instant, countless monks in the holy land of Shu Sect were in full bloom.

"Another prove the great way?"

"The Great Way of Formation? One of the Three Thousand Ways, no less than the Great Way of Sword. Who is this Lu Changsheng?"

"Use swords to enter the Tao, cut off the countless sword cultivators in the world. Now, he uses formations to enter the Tao, and then realizes another way. What kind of existence is he!"

Shumen Holy City.

After hearing this voice, a woman couldn't help but smile in her eyes, and looked at the person in front of her and said, "Master, I'm determined!"

"Since you have settled your mind, you don't force me. Remember, the world is extremely dangerous. Don't be careful. Once you come out, you will be reborn. If you can't come out..."

The sound ends here.

The holy land of Shumen.

A young man was practicing swordsmanship. After hearing this sound, the young man did not speak, but the sword in his hand waved faster.

Tianji Sect.

Old man Tianji sat cross-legged in the snow-capped mountains, and he was silent and carefully calculating Tianji.

"Master, what are you?"

A disciple asked curiously.

"I'm calculating for my master. How can I trick Lu Changsheng into our door?"

Old Man Tianji said seriously.

A sacred place.

A very lazy voice rang slowly.

"It's really interesting to enter the formation."
To be continued...