"Five Directions and Five Elements Taixuan True Light Formation..."

In front of you is a mysterious formation that flashes five colors of black, circulating endlessly, and the five elements of heaven and earth are constantly being transformed. You have me, and I have you.

The divine foot monk Guang Hui, who was wearing mango shoes, pointed lightly, and an invisible force secretly penetrated in, starting to dismantle every rune from the smallest detail.

After half a stick of incense, Guang Hui took back her finger and sighed softly.

"This old loach is really afraid of death..."

After seeing through the great formation composed of five colors of black light, it was like peeling off a layer of shell, and there were all kinds of incredible things behind it.

The dark mysterious water is rolling like a dark underground from the Nine Abyss; the bright yellow Yuanci divine light is intertwined into a shocking network; the boundless sword energy is raging in all directions, with murderous intent penetrating into the bones; the dark and filthy blood energy is diffused, just at a glance

Go, it seems that even the soul wants to be corrupted...

There are also four elephants, the green dragon, the white tiger, the red bird, and the Xuanwu, which are arranged according to the directions of Lao Yang, Shao Yin, Shao Yang, and Lao Yin. They swallow the void and are vast and unpredictable.

The Formation Spirit incarnated by Taiyi Qi is sitting in the Taiyi Qi sea. Thousands of dazzling pupils are open all over his body, searching for heretics in the world inch by inch.

At the end of the formation, there are countless stars arranged vertically and horizontally, each one shining with divine light. The two main stars of Taiyin and Sun are particularly eye-catching. One is spraying endless scorching sun, and the other is diffusing boiling cold yin.

There is a Golden Crow and a Jade Toad entrenched in each of the two main stars. The majesty of the immortal path is thick and overwhelming, the sacredness is boundless, the majesty is boundless...

Zai De Xuanshui Yiqi Heavy Formation, Geomagnetic Element Transformation Formation, Yunxiao Thousand Sword Seizing Formation, Blood Light Elemental Evil Great Yin Formation...

"I was young and energetic back then, and I had a rather impatient temper."

The man in the sapphire mask smiled slightly and said:

"Although I defeated that old dragon, once he hid in the palace and was covered by many formations, I couldn't do anything to him."

"The last time I came to Qingli Palace, although there were many formations, they were not to this extent."

The magic-footed monk Guanghui sighed: "This old loach, the older he gets, the more he cherishes his life."

In front of the two people, there were many formations, almost covering the world.

Whether it is the Zaide Xuanshui Yiqi Heavy Formation, the Geomagnetic Element Transformation Formation, the Yunxiao Thousand Sword Seizing Formation, the Blood Light Yuansha Great Yin Formation, etc., they are all enough to be regarded as the mountain-protecting formation of a holy land, and it is the foundation for the survival of the world.

But when you are alone, you can count on ten fingers the number of people like the Zai De Xuanshui Yiqi Heavy Formation.

To put it bluntly, the highlight of this encounter was the three fierce killing formations that seemed to block the world.

The four images are swallowing up the void; Taiyi Qi God is sitting upright in the Qi Sea; the stars in the surrounding sky are shining brightly.

Even if he is just watching from a distance, the murderous intention seems to kill the soul and destroy the physical body.

Guanghui, the divine foot monk, was silent for a moment and whispered their names.

"The Four Elephants Killing God Formation, Taiyi Light King's Great Formation, and..."

Guang Hui's voice paused: "Zhoutian Xingdou Formation!"

These three formations are all ancient products of the Jedi Heavenly Passage, and they are also the basis for Qingli Jun to be able to stay in the Dragon Palace for thousands of years.

Especially the last one, the Zhoutian Starry Formation.

Before the passage between gods and men was disconnected, the sky-high buildings still supported the upper and lower realms.

The Zhoutian Star Dou Formation is the supreme killing formation that has deterred hundreds of millions of catastrophes and suppressed thousands of epochs.

Qing Lijun naturally did not obtain the complete formation ban. In fact, the so-called Zhoutian Xingdou Formation in front of him was just a simplified version that was extremely damaged, and was far from being able to exert one or two ten thousandths of the power of the original formation.

But even if it is like this, it is enough to make everyone in the world fearful.

"If Mao Xingzi sees this, he will be very happy."

The man in the sapphire mask gently stretched out his hand, and the void in front of him produced an infinite force, like a divine elephant stepping heavily on the ant world beneath his feet.

At the moment when the entire Tongjiang River boiled and burst into flames, Guang Hui on the side stretched out his hand to stop the man in the sapphire mask from making any next move.

"Master of Divine Foot?"

"Now is not the time to quarrel." Guanghui, the divine foot monk, recited a Buddhist chant in a low voice: "The movement should be quieter."

"Move less?" A distressed laugh came from under the sapphire mask: "The turtle shell of this old dragon is getting thicker. If there is less movement, I'm afraid I won't be able to break through these killing formations."

"Young monk, please bring the seniors in." Guang Hui, the magic foot monk, smiled, "There are too many demon cultivators, and the world is in chaos now. There is no need to add more fuel to the firewood."

The four great demon immortals were in trouble, except Qing Lijun, who climbed up to the master in a servile and fawning manner, thus preserving the descendants of the demon cultivators, leaving the Tongjiang Shui Tribe alone.

The other three major demon fairy clans are all trapped by the pass, with people taking turns guarding them every year, and they are not allowed to move freely.

If we humiliate this old dragon too much, the situation where the human and demonic realms reluctantly maintain a stalemate will inevitably be broken due to the sorrow of the rabbit and the fox.

As Beiwei conquered the world's demons, national war in troubled times was already imminent.

Yesterday, the Tierui soldiers of the Northern Guard approached the border of Zheng State. The Chief of the Northern Guard personally led 200,000 soldiers and gradually moved closer to the border in the name of hunting formation.

The flames of war in troubled times have been ignited.

"How can a divine footpath be able to do this?"

The man in the sapphire mask took a deep look at Guang Hui, the divine foot monk, and his eyes were full of meaning:

"The Six Divine Transformations of Buddhism are really fascinating."

Guang Hui smiled slightly but did not answer.

He took a random step forward, and where they were, the two figures suddenly disappeared, as if they had never appeared before.

Qingli Holy Land, in a shell palace.

Qing Lijun, who was lazily leaning on the dragon bed, frowned. He raised his head and looked around, but there was no clue in the sky.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and when he lay back on the dragon bed, his eyes suddenly changed.

At this time, a chuckle suddenly sounded.

A middle-aged monk and a man wearing a sapphire mask quietly appeared in the shell palace, arriving silently.

The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together, his face expressionless, showing no signs of sadness or joy.

Although the person wearing the sapphire mask couldn't see his true face clearly, his smiling eyes made Qingli Jun frown deeply.

He suddenly remembered a person, a person who had been dead for many years.

"Guanghui, why do you come to my palace?"

Qing Lijun shouted in a deep voice:

"Do you really think you can rely on your magical power to do whatever you want with me?!"

The Six Divine Transformations of Buddhism - Divine Foot Power!

Let your mind travel wherever sentient beings in the ten directions go, and your body and mind will be like an illusion.

Looking at the vast world, apart from those two saints, the only one who can quietly avoid the forbidden formation in the palace is Guang Hui, the divine foot monk.

"I'm just here to take a look." Guang Hui said expressionlessly, "I'm not here to fight the Dragon King now."

There were countless killing formations inside and outside Qingli Palace. Although he could escape, he would never be able to get back.

In the past few battles, they were all far away from Tongjiang River, so this old dragon could not take advantage of the geographical advantages.

At that time, Monk Miaoyan had not yet fallen into the devil's path, and with the combined efforts of the two of them, they were able to fight this most ancient immortal.

And now...

In the Qingli Palace, there are countless killing arrays of old dragons, and their fighting power has reached a terrifying level. If Guang Hui is alone, he will never offend him.

"You are quite sensible."

Hearing Guang Hui's words, Qing Lijun pointed his fingers and said with a smile:

"Then you came here this time to plead for your son?"

"It's a pity, it's a pity. I, Qing Li, am selfless and never talk about personal relationships."

Seeing that the divine foot monk Guang Hui remained silent, the man in the green robe and bamboo crown's mouth turned up, but he became even more proud.

"It's a pity that your son faced Chen Jizi from the Chen family in Luoshui. I'm afraid he will lose."

He pretended to sigh and said quietly:

"If you can't defeat Chen Jizi, you won't be able to win Kui, and you won't be able to hold the Milo Lantern either!"

He walked off the dragon bed and patted Guang Hui on the shoulder, with a look of displeasure on his face.

"It's a pity that your son is a monk. Otherwise, I would really want to marry you."

The man wearing the bamboo crown smiled and said:

"You're here, don't leave in a hurry. My brother ordered the servants to cook some vegetables. Can we two have some drinks?"

When he was out of Qingli Palace, Miao Yan and Guang Hui joined forces and forced him into a desperate situation more than once.

This is his home court now, and even if Guanghui is as strong as the sky, it is difficult for him to create any disturbance in it.

"I'm not here to fight with you now."

Guang Hui stepped sideways and took a step back, causing the man wearing the sapphire mask to fall to the front.

"Amitabha." The middle-aged monk said with a calm expression, "The one who fought you was someone else."
To be continued...