At the same time, I was also confused about the whereabouts of the original body.
"Is it possible... the person who breaks the formation is not the original body?"
"But when it comes to the attainment of formation, the holy land of cultivation cannot be said to have no stronger attainment of formation. But those existences are very precious and cannot be lost to any force."
"There is no such powerful formation master as the dangerous land of the ancient god ruins."
"Besides, even if someone breaks the formation and calculates the time, it should come out of the formation?"
"Or, the location of the formation is not here?"
"If it weren't for this place, the chains formed by eight treasures would not have been able to maintain this effect for such a long time."
"The formation and the treasure are too far apart, and it is difficult not to be noticed by others."
Thinking of the eight treasures, the body of the scattered immortal changed its attention and looked back at the roots of the eight mountains that had long been razed to the ground.
Just like the eight mountains on the giant pillars that reach the sky collapsed and rocks piled up.
Such a scene would not attract the attention of any monk present at all.
And this time, the eyes swept over.
The pupils of the Sanxian body shrank, and suddenly they noticed some faint waves of the formation.
"Hmm? Could it be... the formation is still running?"