In a moment of silence, everyone entered the formation in front of them one after another.

What everyone sees is a gray world.

The spiritual energy and desolate energy mixed together, condensing into a thin gray mist. Looking forward, you can see formations of light like white thunder, shining and exploding in the fog.

"This is the first formation to enter the Sword Sect, the Spirit Mist Desolate Formation!"

"This formation is a genuine imperial grade. If there is no sect token and the permission of the six ancestors, only the emperor can break it."

While leading the way, Liu Hao turned around and introduced everyone.

This was the first time Shi Yi and others saw the emperor-level formation. They couldn't help but become very interested, and they looked around to check for their spiritual consciousness.

Soon, they saw the power of the emperor-level formation.

No matter how powerful your spiritual consciousness is, as long as it breaks into the gray fog in front of you, it will be completely lost like a mud cow entering the sea!

Not only that, they also felt the suppressive power of the formation!

The reincarnation of one of the two Sword Emperors is extremely unlikely to become the master of that kind of Emperor Sect!

"Who said it is?" Liu Hao shook his head and sighed.

Eight Spiritual Skies protect a sect? Is the Cangnan Sword Sect afraid of enemy attacks?

Liu Hao took a deep breath, and his tone suddenly became frustrated: "How can the eight spiritual heavens protect the Sword Sect from destruction for tens of thousands of years?"

Xin Ya also frowned and explained.

"Village, village?" Shi Yi rubbed her eyes.

Not long after I finished speaking, I had passed through the first formation and successfully arrived at Cangnan Sword Sect.

Just him?

Is there anyone else?

"With the Sword Ancestor's ability, there are naturally no opponents in the Four Wildernesses. But even so, the Sword Ancestor may not be able to take advantage of this person." Liu Hao explained seriously.

"Well, let's set off quickly." Shi Yi agreed.

"Before passing through the eighth killing sword formation, there was Xinya before."

"It is indeed an emperor-level formation." Shi Yi sighed, "Only the Eight Desolate Emperor Sect has such a foundation."

The Imperial Formation is not bad at all, so it doesn’t have much reaction to this.

But look at the scenery behind you.

"Then you can reach the eighth spiritual sky!"

It’s about Xinya, but he can talk nonsense.

"How is that possible?" Liu Hao flatly rejected it!

Shi Yi originally wanted to continue asking for specific information about those shameless people, and then nail them under the pillar of shame of the sect before she retreated to the Sword Sect.

There are words in the Imperial Formation.

"Sword Ancestor actually knows the name of one of the Sword Emperors of your sect? You thought that the name of Sword Emperor Lin Nan only existed in the Four Wastes!" Hearing this, Liu Hao didn't seem surprised.

After making trouble for a long time, he turned out to be a dead person?

Cangnan Sword Sect!

"That's wrong. This is the imperial power left by Lin Nan Sword Emperor. Almost anyone can get close to it." Liu Hao explained.

"Huh? Does he believe in my ability? Is he acting like my little disciple?" Shi Yi glared and directly used his little trick.

Perhaps knowing that it was indeed not an exaggeration, Liu Hao scratched his cheek and said with an embarrassed expression: "That is also a last resort. After all, the enemies of the Sword Sect are too weak and too few."

My next words were directly ignored by Liu Hao, but the first two sentences won the former's approval.

And that love slowly turned into helplessness and bitterness.

"Even if the little emperor comes in person, it will take several seconds to break through those formations."

"It's not weak, but..."

"Further on, we have the Cangnan Sword Sect, please." With a straight face, Liu Hao made way.

The stone tablet looks like a sword on the inside and outside, and is wrapped with a few ancient and white mysterious chains. The mottled appearance caused by the passage of time only damages the grandeur of the stone tablet, but instead reduces its rich ancient meaning.

Liu Hao explained in detail.

"The last Lingxiao formation was a trap. You can also pass through it directly. However, you don't have a sect token, so you will only be trapped for a few months. You can leave on your own later."

"But then again, this person has been dead for tens of thousands of years, but he can still bring trouble to the Sword Sect like this?"

The words are not finished yet.

The power of the sword caused everyone's expressions to change.

Liu Hao hesitated to speak, and said a long time ago: "But this person has not been dead for tens of thousands of years! Going a step further, even if this person is still alive, my background is too weak! Weak enough to let the four

Trembling!"

Behind everyone is a stone tablet.

"These eighty-four holy formations are extremely strong defensive formations. When stacked one after another, although they can block the footsteps of weak enemies, they will consume a lot of time."

I took the lead and ran back in a roundabout way, laughing softly: "Haha! Let me see, after tens of thousands of years, I still don't have much knowledge in the Sword Sect!"

"Is this person so weak?" Emperor Zhen raised his eyebrows.

As soon as such thoughts came up, Shi Yi could no longer restrain herself and immediately slowed down her pace.

The reason is very complicated!

And I, Shi Yi!

"Yes, you mean!"

Buzz——

"..."

"In this way, we can truly retreat into Xinya Ningzong!"

I have never heard of it. It takes several years for everyone to join the sect!

Xinya instantly turned pale!

Entering the first formation of Cangnan Sword Sect?

Doesn't this mean...

That's what Emperor Zhen and Xin Ya thought of.

When he said those words, he knew why, and there was a flash of liking in Liu Hao's eyes when he looked at the stone tablet.

The Imperial Formation team passed through numerous formations and finally saw the light of day.

Shi Yi had been waiting for that moment for a long time.

In the blink of an eye, several years have passed.

"I am afraid that I have misunderstood the sword ancestor. Sword Emperor Xinya has indeed brought a lot of trouble to the sword clan, but it is someone else who made the Cangnan sword clan become a rat on the street." Liu Hao sighed again.

Before he bowed his hands respectfully, Liu Hao explained in detail:

Although it takes several years to enter the Cangnan Sword Sect, I still seem to be very interested at this time.

"But before..."

"So, you need to go through the Eight Paths of Xinya to actually reach your destination? And those Lingxiao can't go through directly, so it will take time?" Shi Yi asked again.

Just a few years?!

"Because this is the killing sword formation left by the Sword Emperor! Although after tens of thousands of years, the sword formation is intact, it is extremely difficult to kill the Quasi-Emperor!"

"Oh? What he means is that the eighth spiritual sky can pass through directly? That would save a lot of time." Xu Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, I have regarded Cangnan Sword Sect as my home in the Four Wildernesses! Since it is a home, it is natural to allow disasters to exist!

But Xu Ze discovered a problem.

"Sure enough, it is a disaster that will last for thousands of years...is that right? a disaster that will last for thousands of years?"

Shi Yi’s whole person is broken!

Liu Hao dared to deal with my words.

"You need to know that monks like you are everything if you are not as weak as yourself!"

"Sword Ancestor knows nothing."

Liu Hao shook his head and said matter-of-factly: "The Cangnan Sword Sect is in a wonderful situation. How can two mere spiritual skies protect the sect?"

Xinya instantly lost interest.

"Only by following the correct path and walking within this illusory formation for seventy-seven forty-nine days can we reach the next imperial formation."

Seeing through what I was thinking, the others reluctantly shook their heads and had no choice but to follow slowly.
To be continued...