The understanding is incredible: Liu Shen protects the Tao and joins the chat group

"He is not a genius from the upper world, but a person from Beihai, a descendant of Poseidon, don’t be sad!"

Someone told me the identity of the man standing on the golden spur in front of me.

"This person is indeed an outstanding person. He once snatched an opportunity among a group of geniuses from the upper world and even escaped unscathed!"

"This is a person who is not weaker than the elites of the upper world. Let’s see if he can pass the test of the ancient formation."

Many geniuses from the upper world have respect for Mo Shang.

Of course, they want to see if Mo Shang can pass the ancient formation and enter the temple.

At this moment,

Mo Shang jumped down from the golden halberd and held it with one hand. Holding the golden halberd, he stepped towards the gate of the Wanzhang Palace.

He waited intently, waving the halberd in his hand, and the blue runes flew past, turning into layers of waves, surging!

Wow!

The sea waves surged at the entrance of the hall, without causing any waves. No traces were left on the ground, and the formation was not activated.

"Does this ancient formation only target living beings, not magic?"

Mo Shang frowned and formed a seal with one hand. Water waves emerged, surrounding his body, and he strode forward. When he stepped into the door of the hall with one foot, ripples appeared in the sky, and a peerless sword energy burst out. Come!

"So fast!"

Mo Shang felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy. He waved the golden halberd with both hands, spinning and flying.

The endless waves gathered into a waterspout, which was as big as a hundred feet, and flew out.

Whoa!

The sword energy was like a rainbow, and the waterspout escaped, slashing Mo Shang directly.

"No, this sword energy is too strong. If you are killed, you will die!"

Mo Shang's pupils suddenly dilated, and he exhausted all means. The runes were all over the sky, and he sent out a fatal blow to resist!

Bang!

The sword energy was everywhere, and the golden halberd in Mo Shang's hand was broken, and his arm was also cut by the sword energy. Next.

Giving up everything and paying the price of an arm, Mo Shang turned into a blue wave and retreated 30 without a trace.

"hiss……"

Sounds of gasping came one after another. When everyone saw this scene, they all turned to stone and were stunned.

"Entering the formation, you will see blood. Previously, the heavenly monks lost most of their lives. This powerful man from the lower world was fully prepared, but even one of his arms was cut off. This ancient formation is too terrifying!"

"Who can pass the test of the ancient formation?"

"Is Kunpeng's test so difficult?"

All the geniuses were numb and looked at the entrance of the hall, eager to see through it.

The feeling that this treasure is in the hall and cannot be entered makes people anxious, but there is nothing they can do about it!

It is really torturous!

"Everyone, join the formation together. There is no limit to the formations left over from the ancient times. As long as we work together, we can definitely break the formation!"

At this time, a genius from the upper world suggested

"That's right, let's work together to get through this difficulty first. The opportunities in the hall are all based on their own abilities!"

Most of the geniuses responded, and more than 500 geniuses gathered in front of the main hall.

"Three, two, one!"

"Everyone, join the battle!

As soon as these words came out, the geniuses of all races shouted:"Let's join the battle!""

……

One second, two seconds... five seconds passed.

Of the more than five hundred geniuses, not one of them set foot at the entrance of the hall.

There was no response from the formation, and no sword energy was emitted.

The scene was very quiet and the atmosphere was awkward.

These geniuses all have different intentions. No one wants to be injured in the formation, and they all want to preserve their strength.

Otherwise, how can we compete for opportunities when entering the hall?

"A bunch of rabble, just trying to fish in troubled waters, useless!"

Above the sky, the charming sneer from the Demon Dragon Dao Sect

"Everyone, why are you so timid? We monks must not be looked down upon!"

With a scolding, a monk from the upper realm took the lead and stepped towards the door of the hall.

Whoa!

A sword energy flew and cut off his left leg when he stepped in front of the door of the hall, causing blood to drip.

Not only that, whenever he stepped on it, Everyone who entered the entrance of the hall was injured by the sword energy, and even the fallen debris would be smashed to pieces by the sword energy coming out of the void as long as they were in the hall.

Various methods have been tried, Shrinking to an inch, flashing at extremely high speed, etc., will be moved out by the space runes in the formation, and a sword energy will be rewarded.

There are even geniuses from the upper world who bombard the formation area with divine magic weapons, but to no avail.

God The attack from the magic weapon was swallowed up by the power of time.

"Damn it, why is this ancient formation so weird?"

Five hundred geniuses, countless casualties, no one can enter the main hall, many people have gone crazy.

Suddenly, outside the main hall, countless disabled monks were lying on the ground, taking elixirs and sacred treasures to heal their injuries.

From then on, no one dared to set foot at the entrance of the hall.

"Is this Kunpeng Dojo or a medical center? Am I in the wrong place?"

Some monks who arrived late were speechless when they saw the scene outside the hall.

"Mo Qing, how about we give it a try? It's not a problem to wait here all the time."

Above the sky, Yaojiao looked at Mo Qing who was holding the sword and suggested.

Mo Qing looked serious and turned to look at the direction of Ming Zun.

Ming Zun was also looking at him. The two looked at each other, but there was no sign of anything. No matter what the action, he was just waiting quietly, as if he was waiting for the opponent to enter the battle.

Huo Ze looked around, scratched his head, and said in confusion:

"Where are the saints of Yu and the Butian Sect, the saints of the Jietian Sect and the others? Why haven't you shown up yet?"

"Could it be that they have already entered this temple?"

Thinking of this possibility, Huo Ze's eyes bulged and his expression was weird.

"It's absolutely impossible. This ancient formation is so terrifying that even a person holding a divine magic weapon cannot pass through it. It's not easy for them to pass through!"

Yaojiao denies it flatly. This statement is too ridiculous!

"The formation in front of the main hall contains rules, including the way of sword, the way of space, the way of time... These attainments far exceed those of leader-level figures. They are definitely set up by the supreme power. Let me give it a try."

Mo Qing observed for a long time and came to a conclusion. Then he took out the sword in his arms and came outside the main hall with a flash of light. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Jianzi is about to join the battle! Jianzi is about to join the battle!"

"The real strong man is about to take action!"

"Sword Master Mo Qing is hard to find an opponent in the Venerable Realm. No one of his generation can match him with one sword. Even many beings in the Divine Fire Realm cannot catch the sword's hundred moves!"

"Rumor has it that Jianzi has a sword that he has practiced, and when he shoots the sword, ghosts and gods cry. Even a strong man in the divine fire realm cannot take Jianzi's sword!"

Mo Qing's figure appeared outside the hall and immediately attracted countless attention. Many people shouted and looked at him in awe.

"Oh, could you finally bear it? Let's see if you are the first to enter the hall or if you are defeated in this formation."

Ming Zun stood in the air with his hands folded around his chest, his pure black eyes filled with expectation.

Outside the main hall, the sword Mo Qing held a three-foot green peak, with runes surrounding the sword like clouds, shining brightly.

Whoa!

The sword moved and turned into a ray of light. The bright sword light went straight into the hall, and rushed into the hall in an instant.

Bang!

There was a fluctuation in the void, and the sword's figure flashed back outside the hall. At the same time, a terrifying sword energy struck.

The sword held the sword, slid slightly, and slashed A sword energy was released, with the potential to shake the mountains, rivers, sun and moon!

Boom! []

The two sword energy collided and exploded in the void. The sword light was so wanton that everyone who was shining could not open their eyes!

"I can't see clearly. Has the sword passed the test of the formation?"

Everyone tried their best to open their eyes, but they could only see a vast expanse of white.

As the light dissipated, the figure of the sword gradually emerged. His silver robe was stained with blood. He walked out step by step. The right hand holding the sword was trembling..Seeing the sword Mo Qing covered in blood and with weak breath, everyone was dumbfounded and felt extremely unbelievable!

"Mo Qing!"

Huo Ze and Yaojiao shouted, and rushed over to help Mo Qing.

"What happened? Huo

Ze asked anxiously.

"I can't even take a sword qi."

Mo Qing's words were terrifyingly calm. He was very indifferent, but there was no trace of emotion, as if he had lost his soul.

"this……"

Huo Ze and Yaojiao were speechless, not knowing what to say, and their expressions were very ugly.

I am as proud as Mo Qing to be able to say these words.

This shows how terrifying this formation is!

"Oh my god, can a swordsman like Jianzi, who is invincible in battles with all his peers, not be able to withstand a sword energy?"

"For the biggest opportunity in Kunpeng Dojo, even this peerless talent cannot compete for it?"

"Kunpeng is so cruel!"

Seeing Jianzi returning defeated, everyone was completely desperate.

"Can't even the sword catch the sword energy from the formation? It seems that this formation is indeed terrifying and cannot be broken by my power."

Ming Zun's face was gloomy. He held a piece of Kunpeng's bones and stepped into the hall, but was pulled back by the power of space.

Whoa!

A sword energy struck. Ming Zun was horrified. He used his magical power to turn into a sky-shielding weapon. Sun's black hand clawed at the sword energy.

Bang!

The huge black hand was cut off, and the sword energy came raging.

"Damn it, I can't shake this sword energy with all my strength. If I were hit by the sword energy, I would be seriously injured at least!"

Ming Zun was so horrified that he turned around and ran away!

His heroic appearance that once shocked everyone and made all the geniuses bow their heads is now so desolate and powerless.

Every time the sword energy approaches, it seems to be announcing his end. Every time The dodges all seemed so reluctant and desperate.

Ming Zun was chased by this sword energy for tens of thousands of miles, and it was not until the energy of the sword energy was exhausted that he escaped.

"Huh...huh...damn it, you can't even enter with Kunpeng's relics in hand. What's going on with this formation?"

Ming Zun gritted his teeth. He has not been so angry for decades.

Ming Zun was chased by the sword energy, and his embarrassed appearance fell into the eyes of everyone. His already desperate mood became heavier at this moment.

"It's over, even an invincible person like Ming Zun has been tortured to death by a sword energy, and we are even more hopeless!"

"Damn Kunpeng, even if he is dead or alive, he will set up such peerless formations to torture us!"

Countless geniuses wailed and were heartbroken.

"There are countless geniuses standing in the way, there are so many heroes in the upper world, but no one can break the formation!"

A self-proclaimed sage sighed while stroking his beard.

"This formation won't last long. It will dissipate in as little as half a year or as much as a year. You and I can just wait."

At this time, an old man holding a compass and looking like an immortal spoke calmly.

This is a formation master from the upper world who has been studying formations all his life.

After hearing the words of this formation master, everyone was in despair. A touch of surprise gradually appeared on his face, like the dawn, bringing hope!

"Great, then wait!"

At this moment, countless Tianjiao, as well as Ming Zun and Mo Qing, all had a touch of joy on their faces. The ten caves appeared behind Ming Zun, absorbing spiritual energy and restoring strength. He recently smiled:

"Yu, Huang, Yuechan... it must be because of this reason that you haven't come here for so long, right? It doesn’t matter, a good drink will last you forever……"

In the main hall

"Shi Yu, come here quickly, Sister Yuechan is injured!"

Yun Xi shouted to the front, calling Shi Yu, and she supported Yue Chan.

Under Fairy Yue Chan's snow skirt, dyed bright red, a long pink and snow-white leg appeared. At this moment, a hideous wound appeared, starting from the thigh. The root is connected to the ankle.

The rolled skin and broken meridians are clearly visible, and the black blood flows out slowly.

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