The monk pulled off his shirt and made ten pieces of cloth.

Because they happened to gather ten people now.

The monk glanced at the few people and said, "I will use my true energy to block these cloth pieces. Among the ten of us, one of us will get the cloth pieces stained with blood."

"The person who has not obtained the blood-stained cloth will control the formation base of the Zhuxian Formation."

"Do you have any objections?" The monk glanced at everyone.

"Start!" No one has any objections when life and death are at stake.

Compared to the remaining people who are entangled with Master Lin, these ten of them are relatively lucky.

Others have a life of death, but they have a life of death.

"Let's start!"

The monk reached out and grabbed it, and he held ten pieces of cloth in his hand, and released his true energy to block everyone's perception.

"I'll do it first!" The scholar took the lead and pulled away a piece of cloth.

The other few people also drew one. For fairness, the monk took the last piece of cloth.

"Everyone open it!"

Everyone spread their hands, and one of the short old men got a bloody cloth piece.

The other nine people immediately surrounded him and were wary of his escape.

The old man looked panicked. He could not escape at all, surrounded by nine people.

"I'm unlucky!"

"bring it on!"

The old man is still a bachelor.

The scholar shouted: "Design the formation!"

"Open the universe, turn the yin and yang, and the nine palaces return to their positions!"

Nine powerful people in the divine realm are crisscrossed and arranged in all directions, secretly in line with the nine palaces.

"Sword please!"

The scholar shouted loudly, pointed to the sword and pointed to the sky slantedly.

A stream of pure and pure true energy lingers ten meters above the nine people.

"drink!"

The other eight people shouted loudly at the same time, just like the scholar, and pointed to the sword, and a pure qi shot towards the true qi mass in the air.

The nine people tried their best to do it, and the true qi slowly turned into the shape of a sword.

The sword emitted colorful light, dazzling and terrifying momentum.

Lin Yun, who was chasing a powerful man in the divine realm, felt something, turned his head and looked at him slightly surprised.

"The Zhuxian Formation really has the power of Zhuxian."

"It's a pity that the immortals you mentioned are undoubtedly from mortals in my eyes."

"How can you kill the true immortals!"

Lin Yun continued to pounce on the powerful man in the divine realm, and the Haotian sword rose and directly killed him.

Now, in just a few minutes, he has killed five powerful people in the divine realm.

The remaining two people, seeing that the situation was not good, flew towards the scholars and the others immediately.

The scholar and the others were also waiting for the two of them to come, so that the Zhuxian Formation could launch several more attacks.

"Salvation of the Sword!"

The short old man who had drawn a blood-clothed piece of cloth jumped up and landed on the colorful giant sword above everyone.

Well!

The man had just gotten into the colorful giant sword and actually merged into the colorful giant sword, and the human and sword were integrated.

The short old man trembled all over, as if he was enduring huge pain.

It is conceivable that the pain that can make the powerful people in the divine realm intolerable.

However, soon the old man's body stopped trembling, and the giant sword had become one with him. His whole body emitted colorful light, becoming extremely tall, looking like a god coming to the world.

The Zhuxian Formation has come here and is ready.

The scholar laughed wildly and said, "Lin Cangqiong, your strength is indeed very strong, even the entire martial arts world cannot compete with you."

"But, do you know what kind of array this is?"

"The name of the formation, Zhu Xian!" The scholar held the old man in the air with one hand, pointed his other hand at the sky above his head, and shouted loudly.

Lin Yun bent his knees and slowly landed in front of scholars and others like a goshawk. He raised his head slightly and looked at the old man who had a sword united.

"It just so happens that I also have a sword, also called Zhu Xian."

"Let's see who is stronger."

The scholar laughed wildly: "Your sword is worthy of being called Zhu Xian!"

"Let you see what the real Zhuxian is!"

"The sword rises!"

The scholar shouted.

In the sky, the old man with a sword in one, his body was full of colorful light.

His whole body trembled, and a look of extreme pain appeared on his face.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and two colorful rays of air swords shot straight towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's faint voice sounded, and the eighteen ways of the Great Dao with 50% spiritual power were used.

"Broken Mountain Style!"

The blue fist light, like a hungry tiger, crashed into the two colorful Qi swords that broke through the air.

Bang!

Huh?

Lin Yun was slightly surprised that his fist light was actually defeated by two Qi swords.

"He has actually been promoted to spiritual power!"

"It seems that this Zhuxian Formation should be left by a powerful immortal cultivator, which can transform the true energy of a warrior into the spiritual power of an immortal cultivator."

"No wonder you dare to claim to be Zhu Xian."

The difference between a warrior and an immortal cultivator is actually the difference between true qi and spiritual power.

If the true energy of a warrior is compared to the fog in the air, then the spiritual power of the cultivator is the water droplets condensed by the fog.

This is the fundamental reason why immortal cultivators are stronger than warriors.

The spiritual power in Lin Yun's body is of higher quality than that of ordinary cultivators, and is equivalent to ice condensed with water.

The Zhuxian Formation is equivalent to making up for the essential gap between warriors and immortal cultivators in disguise.

If you are an ordinary immortal cultivator without great power, then you will lose all your advantages when facing the Zhuxian Formation.

Facing the two qi swords that continued to shoot after breaking through the fist lights, Lin Yun waved his hand and patted them over.

This time, Lin Yun directly used eight successful powers.

Bang!

The two Qi swords dissipated.

The scholar was overjoyed: "Everyone, the Zhuxian Formation is effective, continue to attack!"

"Tian Chong Sword!"

The scholar roared.

The old man's body in the air trembled violently.

Every time he used a sword, he drew out part of his life essence, even three souls and seven spirits.

A red Qi sword rushed out from the old man's head and shot straight into Lin Yun.

"At the cost of human life essence, three souls and seven spirits, the evil method."

Lin Yun had no expression on his face, and he stretched out his hand and the Haotian Sword soared into the sky, circled for a week and fell into Lin Yun's hands.

Lin Yun carried his sword up and slashed out with one sword at the red Qi sword.

Wow!

The Qi Sword was shattered, but Lin Yun's figure was forced to pause for a moment.
To be continued...