If you use one word to describe the light of the battle formation dribble, it is bright!

A kind of brightness that reaches its extreme is like a world exists in the dribble. Then all creatures in this world emit all their original light in this one, which is used to illuminate the unknown mystery outside the dribble!

The two rays of light shot out from the dribble did not dissipate, but flowed back and forth in the void of the hall, emitting a faint golden light, as if two golden dragons had life.

"The Golden Dragon of Lucky... I didn't expect to see the glory of my battle formation in this life! God will live up to my battle formation, and the ultimate inheritance that has been silent for tens of thousands of years will finally appear again..."

With a hint of vicissitudes and distantness, Elder Tian Zhan looked at the golden dragon of luck that was constantly churning in the hall and muttered to himself. This scene fell in Zhai Qing's eyes, but it surprised him because in his impression, even when the senior brother was holding the ball in his hand, the master did not show such a look he had never seen before.

Zhai Qing vaguely felt that Ye Wuque, whom he brought back, would not only cause a severe storm in the Battle Formation Palace, but also in the entire Battle Formation Realm!

Ye Wuque in Zi Ling's eyes seemed to transform into an emperor at this moment, making her eyes fascinated, but this was not about the relationship between men and women, but a kind of worship from the depths of her soul. It was the most real feeling brought to her by Zi Ling's spatial array sense.

Holding the battle formation dribble, Ye Wuque slowly sensed his sense of space formation, but no one saw an extremely incredible scene in the three-dimensional area of ​​Ye Wuque's soul space!

The original three-dimensional area is just an illusory existence, which means that it does not appear in essence, just like a flower in a moon in the water, which can be seen and felt, but it is good, just like a phantom, but when Ye Wuque held the ball in his hand, the three-dimensional area began to materialize in the soul space!

The first place where the two lucky golden dragons shot out from the dribble appeared was in the three-dimensional area of ​​the soul space. Under the influence of the two lucky golden dragons, the three-dimensional area slowly turned elliptical, and a faint golden edge appeared at the edge of the area. From a distance, it looked like a slowly forming golden heart!

"Buzz"

At this moment, the dribble ball held by Ye Wuque once again burst out with endless bright light, and then the third ray of light shot out from it, and the void shocked!

Three golden lights began to rush and flow above the hall, as if they were shining with each other. Three ancient dragon roars sounded faintly in Zhai Qing and Zi Ling's ears, as if they were from ancient times. Each roar symbolized the end of an old era and the arrival of a new era. However, countless years were separated in the middle. It was so long that time buried generations of people, and so long that the world seemed to have changed.

Elder Tian Zhan naturally heard the roar from the lucky golden dragon, and an infinite feeling appeared in his vicissitudes of emotion, both expectation and sadness.

"Three lucky golden dragons. Even if you are not the son of the battle formation, your talent will definitely achieve amazing achievements in the battle formation in the future... OK..."

Staring at Ye Wuque holding the dribble, Elder Tian Zhan showed a hint of joy in his eyes, and the look at Ye Wuque was even more inexplicable. This feeling is called... I am not alone!

In the soul space, the three-dimensional area formed by the spatial array sense has undergone tremendous changes at this time. Because of the third lucky golden dragon, the light golden light around the three-dimensional area is more intense, and it is more and more like a heart, just like Ye Wuque's three-dimensional area is originally a heart, but it was covered by an inexplicable force. Now, because of the appearance of the lucky golden dragon, it has begun to slowly change back to its original appearance.

The soul space is an inexplicable place, sitting cross-legged in the void, with a blurred face looking towards the direction of the three-dimensional area in front of you.

"I didn't expect that Wuque became the son of the ancient battle formation master because of his outstanding battle formation qualifications, and he inherited the luck of the battle formations of the ancient times. Haha, it's a strange adventure..."

"Dongdongdongdong..."

A strange sound suddenly echoed in Ye Wuque's soul space. At this moment, the pair of Zhanran dragon claws that were originally hanging high in the center of the soul space seemed to have been affected at this moment. They began to tremble slightly with the strange sound of the dongdong. Every time they trembled, the power of the soul overflowed, followed the strange sound, and finally entered the golden heart. The dongdongdong sound was naturally also made by the golden heart.

In the hall, the three lucky golden dragons no longer circulate everywhere, but returned to Ye Wuque and kept swimming around him. The scene looked extremely strange!

"The Golden Dragon protects the Lord, it seems that the summoning is about to end. Three lucky golden dragons, alas, isn't this boy..."

At this moment, Elder Tian Zhan looked a little sad. His eyes looked at Ye Wuque with a hint of regret. It seemed that Ye Wuque, who summoned three lucky golden dragons, was not the person he was expecting.

The dribble held in Ye Wuque's hand has slowly begun to dim, no longer as bright as before, as if it had exhausted its last trace of strength and was about to fall asleep again.

"It seems that it's over..."

When Zhai Qing saw Ye Wuque, who was surrounded by three lucky golden dragons, he also guessed the result. The elder brother had mentioned to them about the dribble, saying that once the dribble stopped emitting light, it means that the sensing of his own spatial array has reached its end.

Zi Ling had a confused expression from beginning to end. She didn't know what the meaning of the dribble represented, but she vaguely felt the worship from Ye Wuque's body that was passed down from her space array. This feeling was very strange.

"Buzz buzz..." "Dong buzz buzz..."

Two sudden sounds gradually made Ye Wuque wake up from his sleep, but when his mind returned again, he seemed to have had a big dream of spring and autumn. In the dream, he seemed to have traveled through time and space and went to the ancient times before endless years.

On the vast ancient land, there were ancient monks who were clearly uniform in martial arts robe. Each of them left to Ye Wuque was just a back and could not see the front face. On the sky, figures that turned into flowing light were also galloping. They were stronger than the ancient monks on the hall!

The endless crowds gathered together, but Ye Wuque felt a terrible momentum and determination to fight to the end with death, as if countless ancient monks in the sky and underground were running towards the same direction, towards the same enemy, to fight with this enemy, and to fight with this enemy!

Although I don’t know that these ancient monks have very surnames, when I saw them, Ye Wuque knew that every ancient monk was a battle formation master. They were battle formation masters that existed in the ancient era and were also left to the legendary ancient battle formation masters of the later generations. They were the ancient ancestors who created the battle formation!

Looking at the back of an ancient battle formation master who kept moving forward, Ye Wuque suddenly felt that something in his soul space was beginning to jump slowly, and then the frequency of the jump became stronger and stronger. In the end, it seemed that with the beating, the blood in his body began to boil and burn!

"I want to go with them... I am also a battle formation division!"

As soon as this thought came out, Ye Wuque found that he suddenly had a body, no longer a floating soul, but became a flesh-and-blooded person again. So he immediately swelled the holy Taoist fighting spirit in his body, and his body flashed into the ancient battle formation masters who were continuing one after another, even though he was the last one.

Ye Wuque found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not go to the front of any ancient battle formation master, nor could he look at their faces. He could only run behind them, follow them and look at their backs.

Ye Wuque ran with the ancient battle formation masters at a very fast speed. I don’t know how long it took to run. The mountains in all directions were broken and the lakes and seas were dry. I couldn’t feel tired. Instead, my blood became more and more excited, until a huge crack connecting the sky and the earth appeared at the end of Ye Wuque’s gaze!

I don’t know how high or long this crack is, just as if a gap has been torn by an extremely powerful violence, and an unknown world is connected to the other end of the crack.

But Ye Wuque knew that the other end of the crack was indeed connected to another unknown, but it was not a new world, but from the...Moro Hell under the Nine Netherworld!

Mora Hell, one of the hundreds of hells below the Nine Netherworlds, ranks in the top ten in terms of power. Unlike the other hells, there are only one great existence in the entire Mora Hell, that is, Mora Demon Lord.

Because all the demons and demons in Moro Hell have been killed by Moro Demon Lord, leaving no living mouth, because Moro Demon Lord was born with cruelty, killing, and bloody, it is an absolute killing of evil, and it is also a demon among the demons that cannot be found in a thousand years.

When the Moro Demon Lord scattered the entire Moro Hell, the killing, violence and blood in his heart could no longer be released, so the Moro Demon Lord decided to invade other planes. After thousands of years of hard work, it finally opened a road to the ancient land by the cracks in time and space, using this channel to the Moro Demon Lord descended to the ancient times.

The arrival of the Moro Demon Lord naturally drove away all peace and tranquility, because it came to this plane for destruction and killing. The planes in ancient times were full of life and vitality. They were the most annoying thing about the Moro Demon Lord. It wanted all living creatures here to be annihilated and completely shattered.

As the master of the ancient times, how could an ancient monk sit down and watch his home be destroyed by the Moro Demon Lord? In order to protect his home, his relatives, his sects, and the monks of the ancient times naturally unite to fight against the Moro Demon Lord.

However, the Moluo Demon Lord was the lord of a prison who came from the Moluo Hell below the Nine Netherworlds. His cultivation and combat power were simply outrageous. In addition, he was cruel and easy to kill. For a time, countless ancient monks were killed by the Moluo Demon Lord. The creatures were damaged and floating corpses were millions of miles away. The scene was simply miserable. Human lives were like grass, and they would be destroyed if they turned around.

The continuous destruction of ancient monks made the ancient times devastated, but despite the boundless death and misery, no ancient monk chose to retreat and fought to the end. Even if he exploded, he would fight the Moro Demon Lord.

Under such tragic and desperate efforts, the ancient monk finally temporarily blocked the footsteps of the Moro Demon Lord and trapped it in the extreme, that is, the Moro Demon Lord came to the crack of the space-time of this plane, but it could only block the Moro Demon Lord for a while, because the Moro Demon Lord was too powerful.

However, it was enough to just stop the Moro Demon Lord for a moment, because from the beginning of the war, the most powerful group of ancient monks were preparing silently. They watched their relatives die in battle, their friends die in battle, and their fellow disciples die in battle, but they never acted rashly and did not appear.

This most powerful group of people is the ancient battle formation division!

This era is the most glorious era for the battle formation master and the origin of the battle formation master. In this era, all monks feel supreme glorious for being a battle formation master, because the power that the battle formation master can exert is extremely terrifying and is enough to suppress everything in this world.

However, the Moro Demon Lord does not belong to this plane, but comes from the hell under the Nine Nethers. Its power exceeds the limits that ancient monks can imagine. If you want to defeat the Moro Demon Lord, it is impossible to do it with the ancient monks alone. Only the most powerful ancient battle formation master can be possible.

So from the beginning, only ancient monks came to fight with the Moro Demon Lord, and there was no ancient battle formation master, because all ancient battle formation masters were studying an ultimate battle formation, an ultimate battle formation that could fight the Moro Demon Lord back to the Moro Hell.

Although it has accumulated countless ancient battle formation masters, masters, masters and wizards who have finally developed the ultimate battle formation, it will take at least ten days and ten nights to set up the next final battle formation, to gather the power of all ancient battle formation masters.

During these ten days and ten nights, there cannot be an ancient battle formation master leaving the ultimate battle formation map, because every ancient battle formation master is part of the ultimate battle formation map. The lack of even one will make the second ultimate battle formation unable to exert ten-thousand-perfect power.

Therefore, in order to win the battle formation masters for these ten days and ten nights, all ancient monks who were not battle formation masters would sacrifice themselves to block the steps of Moro Demon Lord even if they were self-destructing with both spirit and form.

After sacrificing three-fifths of the monks, he finally blocked the Moro Demon Lord next to the crack in time and space, but the remaining ancient monks were already exhausted, and they persisted with a full screen of unyielding will to die, in order to wait for the arrival of the ancient battle formation master to end this terrible catastrophe.

Ten days and ten nights passed, and the ancient battle formation master who had endured the hiding arrangement finally completed the arrangement of the ultimate battle formation, coming with a full of hatred and the awareness of looking at death!

"Swish swish swish swish swish..."

All the ancient battle formation masters rushing between heaven and earth were rushing forward. They all increased their speed to the extreme. Everyone's eyes were staring at the evil giant shadow standing in front of the crack of time and space, Moro Demon Lord!

Ye Wuque, who was galloping at the end of all ancient battle formation masters, also looked at the Moro Demon Lord with murderous intent. It was a kind of endless hatred between human cultivators and hell Demon Lord. Only if one side completely disappears can it end.

As he galloped along the way, Ye Wuque knew all the information from the catastrophe from beginning to end, just like someone said it to him word by word in his ear.

"A small human monk! I am the Moro demon master from the Moro hell. If you can meet me, you will pay for death... and die..."

The Moro Demon Lord roared, and his anger spread throughout the nine heavens and ten earths. A cruel and terrifying pressure instantly filled the world, demonstrating its terrifying cultivation combat power.

But no one of the ancient battle formation masters who came to the side of the Moro Demon Lord spoke, but only his eyes burning with murderous intent were nailed to the huge body of the Moro Demon Lord like nailed them.

"Array start!" "Array start!" "Array start!"

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Three extremely old but sonorous voices resounded between the heaven and the earth. Then every ancient battle formation master shone with dazzling white light. This light soared into the sky and illuminated the nine heavens and ten earths in an instant!

"Mi Luo Cause and Effect... Time and Space Eternal..." "Mi Luo Cause and Effect... Time and Space Eternal..." "Mi Luo Cause and Effect... Time and Space Eternal..."

The sounds of sounds that were like the murmuring of the Sanskrit gradually resounded and opened. Every white light shining between the heaven and the earth gradually gathered together under the murmuring!

Ye Wuque stood up and was at the last time. At this moment, his body seemed to be uncontrollable and was still in place. No matter how Ye Wuque wanted to move, he could not move. At the same time, he also saw an ancient battle formation master closest to him sang "Mi Luo Cause and Effect... Eternal Time and Space" while falling backwards, and then white flames began to burn all over his body. The white light evaporated from the flames flowed into the world!

After the white flames burned out, the figure of this ancient battle formation master also disappeared, and his spirit and form were both destroyed!

Wherever Ye Wuque saw, every ancient battle formation master he could see was exactly the same. White flames ignited all over his body. After the flames burned out, they completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

It turns out that this so-called ultimate battle formation is a power burned at the cost of the lives of all ancient battle formation masters. Once the ultimate battle formation is used, all ancient battle formation masters will die regardless of whether they can kill Moro Demon Lord.

Ye Wuque, who learned this truth, wished he could roar to the sky and was extremely sad, but at this moment, the white light between the sky and the earth finally continued to have enough power, and gradually turned into an extremely dazzling light blade, slashing the sky and the earth horizontally and the void vertically, reaching thousands of feet high. With the life power and final belief of countless ancient battle formation masters, he slashed towards the Moro Demon Lord!

"Boom", "Boom", "Buzz"

Then Ye Wuque felt a lit up in front of his eyes, and his soul seemed to be brushed by a powerful force of Mo Yu, and he lost all his perceptions. The only sentence "Mi Luo Cause and Effect... Eternal Time and Space" always lingers in his ears and never disappears.

Above the main hall!

"Buzz"

Just as the light of the dribble in Ye Wuque's hand dimmed to its limit and was about to go out, a sound that seemed to be a sing of the Buddhist sing resounded in the hall.

"Mi Luo Cause and Effect... Time and Space Eternal..."

The moment he heard a whisper, Elder Tian Zhan's face suddenly changed, and the light flashed in his eyes. The next moment he saw the dribble in Ye Wuque's hand lit up again, and this time the light surpassed everything!

"Buzz"

At the same time, the fourth ray of light shot out from the dribble. After three breaths, the fifth ray of light appeared out of nowhere!

"Ao"

In the end, five lucky golden dragons transformed from five rays of brilliance wandered around Ye Wuque, and a breath that seemed like an emperor in the battle formation suddenly rose from Ye Wuque's body, and in an instant, the entire battle formation palace was overflowing!
Chapter completed!