After the throne fell, that formation was immediately replaced by this formation that captured the world.
Although this formation is somewhat different from the one just now, the connection seems to be the same!
At this time, the new round of baptism on Li Qingyun's side has ended.
His face was slightly pale, and he quickly took out some pills from his storage bag and drank them.
As the power of the medicine spread, the pain in Li Qingyun's soul and body instantly eased a lot, and the injuries on his body gradually healed.
However, after this round of baptism was completed, the surrounding seven illusory wicks still did not withdraw their light shields...
Li Qingyun couldn't help but widen his eyes: "It won't happen again..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a feeling of tension came again.
The pain this time was countless times more severe than the second time.
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At the same time, at the top of the ninth mountain, there was the Chaos Heavenly Prison.
At this time, all the monks in the heavenly prison were gathering together in a lively manner.
In the middle of the crowd, two figures were seen fighting back and forth, and they were fighting hard.
This group of people has never been separated since the last time the chaos energy weakened and they got together.
In the original Chaos Heavenly Prison, even if they put their hands on their faces, they were affected by the chaos energy and couldn't see clearly.
But now, the energy of chaos has inexplicably experienced two rounds of weakening, and they can now see clearly dozens of feet away.
Moreover, the spiritual power that could not be used normally was gradually returned to their meridians.
Since this group of people were imprisoned in the Chaos Heavenly Prison, the only place they could see some light was the mountain they went to when they were summoned by the mountain guardian spirit to conduct trials for outsiders.
Not only do they have to forcefully accept the rules imposed on them by the guardian spirit, they also have to lower their own cultivation level.
At the same time, he is still unable to use spiritual power freely, and can only use the energy of chaos instead of spiritual power.
However, these worries have disappeared now, because they can already use a small amount of spiritual power to come out!
At this time, Master Huacai was excitedly sparring with the Gray Sword Saint.
The two of them were going back and forth, which looked very interesting.
Of course, it can only be fun.
Their spiritual power is still unable to be used freely in the package of chaotic energy, and the spiritual power released from outside the body will only fly a few feet at most.
In other words, their fighting at this time was just to relieve their boredom.
I saw a stream of silk flying directly from Huacai Zhenren's sleeve, but it only stretched out a few feet and landed lightly on the ground.
On the other side, the Gray Sword Saint raised his hand and released a sword energy. The sword energy was very huge when it was released, but after flying a few feet, it was about the size of a mosquito.
The two of them were fighting together, but there were constant cheers from around them.
Ever since they recovered some spiritual power, this group of people have been fighting here to relieve their boredom.
And since no matter how they attack here, they can never hurt the opponent's life, they are even more relaxed.
Huacai Zhenren and Gray Sword Saint Zun fought for a moment, then suddenly each took a step back and stood still.
Huacai Zhenren threw out three silk ribbons on one side, while the Gray Sword Saint on the other side slashed out a sword directly.
But before these attacks could come to fruition, the spiritual power attached to them had already dissipated, which caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding people.
"Hahahaha, you two are doing acrobatics!"
"Hahaha, Master Huacai is really like a dancer shaking her sleeves!"
As soon as these words came out, there was another round of laughter.
Master Huacai's face turned red, he shook Lingluo casually, and shouted: "Don't laugh, I'm talking as if your offensive can be used!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden bang!
"Crack!"
Everyone felt strange and immediately turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.
And where that sound came from, the Gray Sword Saint was covering his left face in astonishment, looking at the Ling Luo in the hand of Master Huacai in shock.
"Huacai, what did you just do?" Gray Sword Saint asked in shock.
Master Huacai was startled when he heard this and said: "I just dumped Lingluo without doing anything..."
As he said that, he shook it again.
In the eyes of everyone, the silk thread pierced out as quickly as a flying arrow!
"Crack!"
On the other side, the Gray Sword Saint covered his right face in shock.
All the monks at the scene fell into silence as they watched this scene. The scene was as silent as when the energy of chaos was not weakened.
I don't know how long it took before the Gray Sword Saint finally asked in surprise: "Can you use Lingluo!?"
Master Huacai looked at the Gray Sword Saint blankly at this time, and said somewhat dullly: "It seems... it can be used?"
Upon hearing this, the Gray Sword Saint drew out his long sword with a buzzing sound, and immediately swung his sword towards the sky.
A huge sword energy flew out and flew a hundred feet before finally dissipating!
Master Huacai suddenly shouted excitedly: "That's right! Even my sight has recovered a lot!"
Only then did everyone realize that they had actually seen the sword energy a hundred feet away!
They quickly tested their own moves, and for a while, brilliant lights flashed around them.
"Damn it! My strength has also recovered a lot!"
"Yeah, mine too!"
"A hundred feet! A full hundred feet! Hahahahahaha!"
"Fellow Taoists, my spiritual consciousness can now be extended to a hundred feet away!"
The scene instantly became lively, and everyone was very excited and consuming their spiritual energy.
Until, a voice sounded.
"Do we... have a chance to come out?"
Everyone who was consuming spiritual power paused the moment they heard these words, and the scene once again entered a mysterious and strange atmosphere.
Everyone who was imprisoned here knew that three strong men had come here.
But because the whereabouts of the three of them are relatively sensitive, and because the Chaos Heavenly Prison has great restrictions on monks, the three strong men were not able to open the cage in person, but only attached an opening formation to the Chaos Heavenly Prison.
Law.
But they also know the triggering conditions of those three formations.
The first formation requires sorting out all the totems in Lingluo Continent and sorting out the endless totems.
This step consumes a lot of mental energy, so any monk who has participated in this formation will end up with more concentrated mental energy.
The second formation is a large formation composed of broken swords. The test monks need to endure the continuous attack of tens of thousands of broken swords without dying.
In this great formation, sword energy is criss-crossed, and monks can gain a lot of insights into the art of swordsmanship.
Originally, the people in the Chaos Heavenly Prison were very surprised when this great formation was broken.
Because without any special means, such a large formation would have to be at least Saint Lord or above to try to pass it.
After all, if all the offensive attacks of those broken swords fall down, those who are not a saint king or above will most likely fall into them!
The third formation is to use the blood sacrifice formation to let the large formation left by the strong man gradually disintegrate the remaining power of the Chaos Heavenly Prison.
But how exactly this formation works was not clear to everyone present.
However, just looking at the various methods of the last strong man, they did not expect anyone to be able to successfully activate that formation.
Moreover, as long as that formation does not work, they will never be able to leave this Chaos Heavenly Prison.
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On the other side, Li Qingyun was sitting on the throne with a pale face and cursing.
"When did this wick baptism end? It's already been done by his grandmother for more than ten times!"
While cursing, Li Qingyun skillfully took out the corresponding elixir from the storage bag and drank it.
At this time, his face was as scary as a blank sheet of paper, but as the elixir was refined and the power quickly flowed into his internal organs, his face soon gained a trace of blood.