Outside the screen, looking at Leng Xing's figure, Hong'er became nervous.

This person is the reincarnation of Leng Qiuran, an ordinary person without spiritual power.

Do you want to fight these powerful immortal mirrors now? Isn't it obvious that he doesn't want to live?

A strong person in the Immortal Mirror can make mortals die casually even with just a wave of his hand.

She became a little anxious and quickly looked at Angel behind her: "Here, you, what happened next."

"What the hell!?"

Angel held Hong'er's arm and patted her palm with the other hand: "Don't worry, who is he? He is the reincarnation of the great god Pangu. How could he die so easily?"

Then he looked at the hole hanging high in the sky in the picture: "Other than this, I'm afraid no one can hurt him."

"Not only did nothing happen afterwards, but even the identity of the sinner of the Formation Sect disappeared this time."

In the picture, no one in the Formation Sect expected that Leng Xing had actually returned.

He said before that he would definitely come back if he went out for a walk, but no one took him seriously.

No one would even think that such a mortal could play any role in such a war.

At this moment, the long sword originally in Zhang Ran's hand appeared in front of Leng Xing, and then lay flat in the air.

Leng Xing jumped onto the sword, and other weapons around him gave way to him.

The immortals just rolled their eyes and didn't take him seriously, and even gathered spiritual power in their hands.

Zhang Ran and others were preparing to fight against Fa Zong.

However, a voice suddenly appeared: "I am Leng Xing of the Formation Sect, and I will be so for the rest of my life."

"That's for sure."

"Leng Xing meets the leader of the Formation Sect." He saluted Zhang Ran.

Then he looked at the immortals with a very calm face: "My name is Leng Xing, and I am from the Formation Sect. I am the so-called sinner in your mouth."

"The people of the Formation Sect have been bullied by you for thousands of years since the beginning of the war. Even if we have made big mistakes, we have paid off now."

"I am going to rectify the name of the Formation Sect now. If you stop me, you will kill them."

At first, the immortals were a little shocked.

But it didn't take long before he burst into laughter.

"You made me laugh so hard. Why do you think we destroyed your newborn child's pubic area? It's just because we're afraid of your revenge."

"A little mortal dares to show off his power in front of us."

"This is the funniest joke I've ever heard. Remember, sinners will always be sinners. You can never get rid of this identity."

This man wanted to kill Leng Xing in an instant, and his spiritual power gathered directly in his hands.

Even if they don't have weapons, for a strong person like them, they can crush a mortal to death.

It's as simple as squeezing an ant to death.

Who knows, Leng Xing remained calm and said softly: "Thousands of sword formations, come out."

All the weapons were seen instantly surrounding Leng Xing, buzzing around him.

Whether it was the immortals or the people from the Formation Sect, they all trembled a little when they saw this scene.

This buzzing sound is clearly the sound of the sword.

It shows that these weapons must be used with full strength.

In the blink of an eye, I saw the light around Leng Xing getting stronger and stronger.

You can still vaguely see some ancient inscriptions floating around.

Because the immortal wanted to take out an immortal weapon to protect himself, but as soon as he took it out, he saw the weapon flying away.

He flew in front of Leng Xing and flew around him as if to please him.

Leng Xing spoke softly and said one word: "Go."

In an instant, the remaining eight immortals disappeared from where they were.

Zhang Ran and the other speakers, who are now the elders of the Formation Sect, were stunned for a moment.

Not only them, but also some of the people watching the scene were stunned in place with their mouths open.

After they were stunned for a long time, they realized that what happened inside was real.

You know, Leng Xing is just an ordinary person.

Even if he can draw formations and control some weapons, he can only control them.

Kill the immortal?

Don't you even dare to think about it?

This is simply a fantasy.

There are even some people who wonder whether they will stop practicing in the future, because practicing is a waste of time anyway.

It's better to study the formation. With this formation, mortals can kill immortals.

When everyone was shocked, they heard a strange voice.

"Mr. Leng, you are so handsome. People like you so much. You were so powerful in your previous life, and you are amazing now. I wonder if you can become a god in the future."

A female demon cultivator nuzzled into the cold wind.

She is indeed very good-looking and has a very enchanting figure, but compared to Hong'er and the others, she is still a lot worse.

"My little sister is right, Mr. Lengfeng, you are working hard to see if you can recover your memory."

"I think that if Mr. Lengfeng recovers his memory, immortality will not be a problem, and he can even become the divine body that was legendary in ancient times."

Although the words sounded nice, Leng Feng was not as arrogant as before.

There was no look of joy.

Because right now, his mind is completely blank, not to mention the memory of his previous life, not even the memory of Leng Xing.

He smiled awkwardly, then adjusted his mentality, but still looked arrogant: "There is no need to rush when it comes to restoring memory. Just wait, it won't take long for it to recover."

However, at this moment, he still wanted to complain about Qin Ming, who was pretending to be sexy.

Suddenly many related memories appeared in my mind.

He was originally lying in the air, but now he stood up.

"No, it's so scary. I have a relationship with that guy, damn..." He was a little unbelievable.

Previously, he thought that the memory fragments in his mind were related to the information in which items the system scanned.

He also complained with great interest for a long time.

However, now that all the memories that basically belonged to Leng Xing were in his mind, he was a little panicked.

"No, no, it's impossible. Some things simply don't match the information. Hey, what's going on?" Qin Ming sniffed.

Then he lay down again. For him, living was more important than anything else.

He was not willing to accept that the system would crash when he had just traveled through time.

In addition, he has wasted so many brain cells to write something. If he can't survive, wouldn't it be a waste for others to watch the movie?

Say less and leave some reward money.

Qin Ming threw away all the thoughts in his mind and stopped thinking about them.

He sat quietly in the air. This time, he was ready to take a closer look.
Chapter completed!