He has done everything he can do.

If it still doesn't work, then it can only be said that it is destiny.

Without too much delay, the six people took action immediately.

According to the number of Bagua, stand in six directions.

After each activated the formation beads in their hands, a large formation was indeed formed.

"The Liuhe Formation can communicate and connect our mana. When the six of us are all at the top level of the Void Refining Stage, we can use this to achieve strength beyond the Void Refining Stage, thereby triggering the rules set by the Biluo Sect."

Bu Yi formed a seal with his hand and said to the six people:

"Everyone, please follow me to perform the Liuhe Seal together!"

The others nodded, all bearing the same seal.

"Liuhe Formation, wake up!"

The six seals were fired simultaneously, and suddenly a pillar of light shot up into the sky from the edge of the pool. After submerging into the clouds, it blurred and disappeared. This also showed that the six people were indeed still trapped in the illusion.

“Buzz buzz—!”

The magic circle was operating to the extreme, and everyone gritted their teeth and persisted.

As the beams of light continued to bombard the zenith, billowing cloud waves appeared in the sky, and gradually pleasant changes appeared. The scenery around Biluotan became distorted and began to blur.

And this vision also alerted the mastermind behind the scenes.

Upon noticing their movements, a big hand suddenly appeared in the sky.

Without any explanation, I just slapped it down.

"late!"

Bu Yi smiled confidently, and together with Lu Zhong and others, he made the Liufa Seal.

Boom!

It seems to have reached a critical point.

Under the bombardment of the Liuhe Formation, a gap suddenly opened in the sky, and an astonishing suction force immediately came from the sky. Without any resistance, the six people fell into the gap in a few seconds.

Losing his target, he slapped the ground angrily with his big hands, but it didn't help.

...

"here it is?"

Lu Zhong opened his eyes and found that he was in a hall, with bright lights above his head and the fragrance of orchids floating in the air. There were bookshelves filled with classics all around, making it feel like he was in a library hall.

No matter how you look at it, this place has nothing to do with trials.

Just when he was wondering, there were footsteps suddenly coming from ahead.

As the fragrance approached, a skinny figure with long hair slowly appeared in front of him, holding a lotus lantern.

"It's been so many years, I never thought someone could come in."

This person's voice is hoarse, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, with a strong sense of vicissitudes of time.

"Excuse me, who is your Excellency?"

Lu Zhong's face didn't change, he raised his hands and asked.

"Haha, I didn't expect that people who come into the big library don't know that I am the scribe."

"Hahaha, it's really interesting!"

The figure smiled hoarsely and pushed away the messy hair that covered her face, revealing a childish face of a virgin. She looked up and down at Lu Zhong with her golden eyes, a look of doubt appearing on her face.

As if to confirm something, she opened the shade of the precious lamp in her hand without Lu Zhong's consent, emitting a gleaming brilliance.

Suddenly, the light came like a veil.

Lu Zhong wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Fortunately, the lights are not harmful at all.

"Strange, how can you be a Dao League monk?" At this time, the scribe's tone became extremely surprised. In her opinion, there should be no Dao League monks in the world since that great tragedy.

"A fish slipped through the net? No, no, no, absolutely impossible!"

The clerk murmured to himself and spun around in circles. After a while, he clapped his hands fiercely, as if he had figured something out, and tilted his head and turned his gaze to Lu Zhong.

"Ah, I see!"

I saw her stretch out her skinny left hand and grab it in the air.

An extra book appeared out of thin air in my hand.

"Crash!"

The pages of the book were turned wildly and finally stopped at a certain page.

It's blank!

Then, the scribe picked up a big pen and started writing on it. However, no matter how she wrote, the ink always disappeared without a trace with a flash of golden light.

At this time, Lu Zhong's expression changed slightly.

He could feel that the Heavenly Killing Sword was trembling.

Anger from being offended!

If Lu Zhong hadn't been suppressing him, he might have flown out of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"No, at least not now!"

Lu Zhong once again suppressed the urge to kill with the sword.

The situation is unclear now, and he is still confused about what happened. Before he can understand the situation and gain the confidence to win, it is necessary to be patient for a while.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Thinking of this, he suddenly felt something.

When he raised his head, he found that the scribe's face was very close to his own. However, at such a close distance, one could not feel that this person was breathing at all.

"Is it possible that she is not a living person?"

Lu Zhong's pupils shrank and he was shocked.

As if he understood what he was thinking, the scribe straightened his leaning body and said with a hoarse smile: "Scribe, those who record history books cannot be living people. I can smell it from your body.

There is a faint aura of the same race, ah - it is really nostalgic! If I guessed correctly, you should have seen the underworld girl."

"Tsk, tsk, this doesn't happen often."

Having said this, the clerk looked at Lu Zhong again.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the scribe of Linghuan Realm. Just call me Lian."

"This distinguished guest who has been in contact with the Hades and survived, but who is still alive as a Taoist monk and cannot be engraved in the history books, please come to me, but do I need to serve you?"

Seeing that Lu Zhong was silent, the clerk started talking to himself.

"Haha, it seems that the distinguished guest does not know the meaning of these three identities."

"Then let me explain it to you one by one."

"The Ming Nu tribe is the messenger who upholds the will of heaven and controls reincarnation. Occasionally, there will be incompetent beings, just like Lian, who will be assigned as scribes. It stands to reason that anyone who comes into contact with the Ming Nu will definitely fall.

There are very few exceptions to reincarnation, and you, my honour, are one of them."

"As a Dao Alliance monk, according to Lian's understanding, it should have been completely wiped out in the great purge that was irresistible and had to be carried out. But you, my esteemed guest, have once again created the impossible."

"The history book of the years is a record of the trajectory of all things in the world, a true immortal treasure. The only existence that can not be imprinted by it is the supreme true immortal. But you, distinguished guest, seem to have only cultivated in the Void Refining Period.

You can actually get rid of the engraving. I have to say, you are truly a magical being."

When Lian said this, he leaned into Lu Zhong's ear and said:

"I think I have guessed the identity of a person like this."

"That's right. Only with that noble status can we explain all this unreasonableness."

Immediately afterwards, the woman uttered one word and said mysteriously:
Chapter completed!