In a secret room in Mitian Palace, Xiao Lin sat cross-legged on the cushion, and with the flash of inspiration in his hand, an ancient book appeared.

The cover of the book has already appeared mock, and the four big words on it are also a bit blurry.

"The secret to return to the next round."

This secret of the return to the world was written by Murong Yuntian's confidante Ji Hongyin. Xiao Lin had studied it roughly. The content inside was profound and mysterious, and even he had many confusions.

The reason why Xiao Lin suddenly remembered this secret of the Reincarnation Formation is that it records a killing formation. The mysteriousness surpasses all the power of the formation that Xiao Lin knows. This formation is called [Tianhuan Dao Power].

This formation has a strange name, but in fact the arrangement method is different from the general formation. This formation requires nine formation eyes, and these nine formation eyes are not magic weapons, but people. Based on the formation eyes of nine immortal cultivators who have comprehended the power of different rules, they are based on the power of the origin, and combine the power of the nine rules to form the power of the heavenly way, giving the enemy a fatal blow.

When Xiao Lin first saw this formation, he was really shocked. The way of heaven is the power of heaven and earth in one world. The origin of heaven and earth is actually the gathering of the power of rules. He was able to think of the power of the rules that integrates the cultivators and transform them into the power of heaven. With this intelligence alone, Xiao Lin felt ashamed of himself.

Of course, this formation requires not only nine immortal cultivators who comprehend different rules, but also a mysterious mental method. The cooperation between the nine people also requires a very good fit. If you are not careful, the fusion of the power of the rules can trigger conflicts and then an explosion will occur, and then the nine people will be implicated. At the very least, the cultivation level will be destroyed, and at the worst, it will be destroyed.

When Xiao Lin saw this formation, although he was shocked, he did not think that he would use it one day. Today, facing Fei Lian's Supreme Saint Ancestor, Xiao Lin thought of it.

Xiao Lin gently opened the book, turned to the page of [Tianhuan Dao Power], and began to study it carefully.

The mental method that needs to be integrated into [Tianhuan Taoist Power] is called [Jikong]. It requires the complete burying of one's own soul in the sea of ​​consciousness, but maintaining a trace of wisdom to drive the power of rules. Only in this way can the power of rules be fully integrated and gathered and transformed into the power of Tao.

Although Xiao Lin had comprehended the [Jingkong] mental method, he had not integrated it, so naturally he could not teach others rashly. The reason why he entered the secret room was to understand this mental method.

Time flies, and more than a month passes quickly.

The sky above Mitian Palace is still shrouded in darkness. Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there is not even a trace of light, and there is only the eternal darkness.

Within the palace, a black shadow spreads out, and then a bright light slowly illuminates.

In the hall, more than a dozen figures were sitting cross-legged, as if they had sensed the light. They opened their eyes and looked at Xiao Lin standing tall.

Xiao Lin used the rules of space to open up a wasted space to block the endless darkness, but this would also consume the power of space and would not last long.

"Everyone, Xiao Lin now has a formation that can be completed, and as long as it can be completed, it can retreat to the enemy, but nine people need to comprehend different rules." Xiao Lin looked serious and did not explain too much. He directly expressed his thoughts and explained the effectiveness of the [Tianhuan Dao Power] formation to everyone in detail.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

"My God, can the power of heaven be simulated?"

"The power of heaven is something that even the true immortal cannot compete with. Can we really do it?"

"I wonder who created this formation?"

Xiao Lin waved his hand at this time and started to choose. With a glance, he saw Lin Xueying, Xia Mo and Yuan Hong the first ones who stood up. Lin Xueying comprehended the rules of life, Yuan Hong comprehended the rules of power, and Xiao Lin was also shocked. She comprehended the same rule as Murong Yuntian, and it was also the rule of reincarnation.

Then the one who stood up was Fengyun Wujian, and what he understood was the rules of the sword.

Seeing Fengyun Wujian standing up, Xiao Lin couldn't help but think of his brother Bai Xingge and Bai Chongzun.

Fengyun Wujian saw Xiao Lin's expression and seemed to guess what he was thinking. He couldn't help but speak: "Bai Xingge and Bai Chongzun are comprehending a double-person fencing path. Now it is a critical moment and have not yet come out of seclusion. Therefore, I have not brought them this time."

"So that's it." Xiao Lin nodded and looked at the rest of the people.

Now that he has five people, he is still four people away. Among the four spiritual realms, except Fengyun Wujian, although Gu Lianhun also stood up, he was rejected by Xiao Lin for no reason. It was just because Gu Lianhun is the body of a scattered immortal, and the immortal spirit energy in his body is too strong, but the origin is thin and cannot support the [Tianhuan Taoist Power]. Unless he can complete the seven turns and enter the realm of a high-level scattered cultivator, he can only join.

Bian Wuyu was proficient in magic and was able to comprehend the rules of wind, one of the three strange rules, which naturally became a part of the formation.

There are six people now, but three people are still missing.

"I don't know if I can join."

The woman who had been meditating next to her suddenly opened her eyes, stood up, looked at Xiao Lin and said with a smile.

Xiao Lin naturally knew that this woman was the current Lord of the Dan Ling Realm, and was also a spiritual master who had achieved the power of rules to perfection. He was also the first spiritual master in the entire human race except Murong Yuntian and Huantianmou.

"So it's the Lord of Dream Domain." Xiao Lin already knew that the Lord of Dream Domain was named Meng Qianqiu. He was originally an alchemy cultivator who was unknown. However, since the Dan Spirit Realm encountered a great disaster, this "dan saint" turned the tide and took the initiative to take the responsibility of revitalizing the Dan Spirit Realm. Now the Dan Spirit Realm has even vaguely surpassed the Sword Spirit Realm and became the first spiritual realm.

Of course, all this is attributed to this alchemy saint.

"With the Dan Saint joining, it is naturally the best." Xiao Lin hurriedly bowed and said, "The Wood-type rules, although the killing power is slightly weak, Meng Qianqiu has made it perfect. Moreover, with Meng Qianqiu's addition, it also makes it easier to integrate the nine-type rules. The Wood-type rules have the ability to tolerate everything, so Xiao Lin naturally would not refuse.

"I understand the rules of illusion, I wonder if I can join?" An old man spoke from the side.

"I understand the rules of gold, and I don't know if I can join." A middle-aged strong man in his forties also stood up and spoke.

"So it was the leader of the Phantom Spirit God Sect and the leader of the Ten Thousand Soldiers God Sect Jin Lianshen?" Xiao Lin recognized the two at a glance. They were both masters of the same sect, and the sects they controlled were all one of the top ten divine sects of the human race, especially the Phantom Spirit God Sect, which is also among the top three among the top ten divine sects.

"Thank you for your support. Now, except for eight, the rest of the people left the hall." Xiao Lin glanced around his eyes, then directly issued the order to expel guests. The rest of the people who had not received the quota all bowed to Xiao Lin and turned around and left.

"Everyone, if you want to use the [Tianhuan Taoist Power], you must understand the [Jingkong Xin Method]. Later, I will teach the mental method with the power of divine thoughts. It is necessary to integrate it within a month to truly understand the key points." After Xiao Lin finished speaking, he used the power of divine thoughts to teach the mantra of the [Jingkong Xin Method] to eight people.

The eight people also left and returned to their dormitory to comprehend.

After everyone left, Xiao Lin's face was solemn. Fei Lian's Holy Ancestor is a giant in the Demonic Way. Now he has cultivated the Demon Soul Banner to the Heavenly Dark Realm. Most cultivators, even powerful cultivators in the Tribulation Period, will instantly disappear and turn into nothing once they are wrapped in the power of the Heavenly Dark Power.

[Tianhuan Taoist Power] is a secret supreme formation for a formation. The person who casts it is also very dangerous, because when executing, the rule power of the other eight people needs to be poured into the array eye, and then merged into a wisp of the power of the heavenly way.

Xiao Lin is this array eye. At that time, his body will bear the earth-shaking power. Once he can't bear it, his body will collapse and his ten thousand years of cultivation will disappear.

Now in Mitian Palace, he is the only one who can withstand this power. With the Holy Scale Burning Heaven, Xiao Lin is only 60% or 70% sure, but he also understands that driving this power will never last long. He just hopes to retreat to the Saint Ancestor Fei Lian, and he is satisfied.

"As long as you can drag it until your elder brother recovers, the human race will be invincible." After thinking for a while, Xiao Lin finally sighed and said softly to himself.

Outside the Mitian Palace, the whole world was dark, without any light coming out. Even the attack colors emitted by many magical formations were completely covered by the dark power of the Demon Soul Banner, leaving only deafening roars.

But above the dark space, there is a space of dozens of miles in size, not shrouded in darkness. Fei Lian and his few people are standing in the void, staring coldly below.

Fei Lian was tall and tall, standing among the few people like cranes standing in front of him. Next to him was a three-foot dwarf with a strong figure, big head, purple hair, and a pair of copper bell-like eyes shining fiercely. He looked coldly at a black banner that was spreading across the sky and earth in front of him, with a deep hatred in his eyes.

This person is the Purple Zombie Saint Ancestor, one of the seven great saints. In the magic path, his strength is second only to the existence of Fei Lian's ultimate Saint Ancestor.

Fei Lian's burly body, with extremely fierce pressure, slowly walked to the Purple Zombie Saint Ancestor.

"The Purple Zombie Saint Ancestor, the peak existence of the human race is now all the people in the jar. Should you take action too?"

Although Feilian's Supreme Saint Ancestor had a questioning tone in his words, everyone had an illusion after feeling his pressure that he was not asking at all, but giving instructions.

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the Purple Zombie Saint Ancestor. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded and then turned around and looked down.

His eyes flashed with a purple color, and a purple halo began to burst out from his body, spreading layer by layer toward the surroundings. At the same time, his body began to rise up, and the original purple robe also torn apart instantly, revealing his body covered with purple scales.

The originally thick body began to become slim at this moment. As a result, a destructive aura began to burst out, the long hair of the Purple Zombie Saint Ancestor slowly blew away, revealing a charming and beautiful face.
Chapter completed!