After passing through Loulan City, the human race has suffered heavy losses, and more than 500 people died at the hands of the Loulan race.

The Tianlong Sect suffered very little losses, and their Tianlei Moon Burning Formation is still unbreakable.

Another mountain range, after several days of construction, is stronger than before.

Mo Shanhe sat upright in the hall and enjoyed everything now.

He was in the earthly fairyland, high above, and in his arms, there were two female monks sitting, serving him to eat the fruits produced on the Qionghua planet, looking like he was enjoying himself.

"Old ancestor, the fight started in Loulan City."

At this time, a patrol monk walked into the hall, knelt on one knee, and reported to Mo Shanhe.

"Are you fighting?"

Mo Shanhe pushed the woman in his arms away, stood up, and frowned and said.

"That's right, I heard that someone has found a way to go back. He is heading to the designated place and can return to the Zizhu Star Domain."

After saying that, the patrol monk looked envious, and they would be trapped here forever.

In recent days, many people have found this place to seek protection.

Many monks who joined here were invited by Liu Wuxie, but they were ruthlessly rejected.

"How can it be so easy to go back to the Zizhu Star Domain? Loulan masters are like clouds. Those people will only die in vain."

Mo Shanhe waved his hand. What he needs to do now is to calm people's hearts. Never let these people run away. Only by staying here can we resist the Loulan tribe.

The battle continues.

Liu Wuxie has already made the fourth formation operate, and the surrounding space collapses more and more severely.

"Boom..."

The attacks in the distance began to affect the place, the ground exploded, the buildings collapsed, and Loulan City was destroyed by one-third.

"Everyone hid behind the Tianlong Sect quickly. Their combat power is too strong."

Many human races found that the formation of the Tianlong Sect was very powerful, and the Loulan races could not do anything at all, so they gathered here.

If this continues, the pressure on Tianlong Sect will become greater and greater.

Liu Wuxie began to carve the fifth soul pattern and inject it into the fifth floor building.

The windmill on the fifth floor is bigger. The moment it starts to run, the ground begins to collapse, and countless rocks roll down from around, and the scene becomes more and more terrifying.

My body kept retreating and was almost unable to bear it.

Next is the sixth floor building, and Liu Wuxie's portrayal speed is getting slower and slower, because the surrounding space produces a strong suction force, and he wants to suck him in.

The formation has not been fully opened yet, and it is a dead end to enter the formation.

When the sixth soul pattern was injected into the formation, a shocking force swept across the surroundings, and many Loulan tribes and human cultivators were directly involved.

Even the screams were too late to be heard, and they disappeared without a trace.

There was also the last soul pattern, and a trace of solemnity appeared in Liu Wuxie's eyes.

The soul pattern in Taihuang World began to be mobilized, which should be the last key to the world teleportation array.

Liu Wuxie understood the meaning of Xuwuqiao.

The bridge of nothingness leads to nothingness.

Only by spending three thousand weak waters can you reach the other shore.
Chapter completed!