The sea water collided with the magma, and white smoke appeared, mixed with sulfur powder, which disappeared the figures of the two monks returning to the void. Although these two old guys were powerful, the sea water was more than a thousand meters deep. It was very exhausting for them to fix them.

There is no way, the monk Huixu was too precious. For example, the Weiling Sect, there was only one Wang Xian. He would never go down the mountain until the moment of life and death. Hong Dan and the Lord Liang agreed to come and take action because they had monk Huixu in their sect, plus many benefits, face and favors, and other factors. Both of them were good, and it was too difficult to add another one.

These old monsters are naturally considering themselves first, followed by relatives, friends and disciples, then sects and forces, and finally the entire cultivation world. Therefore, although this is formed for no reason and the space cracks that constantly devour spiritual energy affect the cultivators on the entire planet, they will not actively respond to other people's calls and come to work for nothing.

The Yuan Magnet used magma as a bridge and rushed into the sky to kill the world sword. Those relatively relaxed Yuanying Jindan cultivators were prepared and immediately retreated to the far side.

Lu Tianlai was not panicked. While he was pinching his fingers, the Tu Shijian flew to the bottom of the transparent light cover and stopped suddenly. The next moment, the magma came and the Yuanmagnetic immediately followed it, completely covering the green particles of the Tu Shijian.

"Change the formation!" Lu Tianlai shouted immediately.

When the Jindan Nascent Soul Stage monk heard this, he immediately changed the array flag, gathered together and dispersed again, becoming ten groups, each with five additional Nascent Soul Stage monks. Then they grabbed them with their hands, forced their anger into lines, connected them, stood in different directions, formed a formation, and the true essence turned into thousands of talismans, shot towards the light cover on the top, and penetrated into it.

The white light of the transparent light shield flashed and turned into a golden color. Then the Tu Shijian cut a hole and drilled in. Immediately afterwards, the Yuanmagnet in the magma also drilled in.

Seeing this, the monks in the Nascent Soul stage immediately threw the array flag in their hands up and inserted it into several directions of the light shield. The white light suddenly flashed on the flag surface, and the runes soared into the light shield, scrambling into the light shield, scrambling all the free primordial magnets, and stimulating them to form mysterious trajectories, which are endless.

When the monks who transformed the gods and returned to the void saw that the Yuan magnet had entered the light shield, they stopped at the same time, regardless of the astonishing reactions of the magma and the sea water, soared into the sky at the same time. The monks of the gods and stage came to the flag, each holding the flagpole, and spewed out a mouthful of essence and blood into the flag. The banner was nourished and rose a little in an instant. The talismans on it crackled and their power suddenly increased.

The monks in the God Transformation Stage lost their essence and blood, and their expressions were a little disappointed, but they kept holding the flagpole. The light flowed in their hands, obviously constantly transporting true energy.

The two cultivators who returned to the void had no time to go forward, and they all moved forward with their hands. As the spiritual energy fluctuated, they turned into various talismans and sank into the light shield.

The Jindan Yuanying cultivators gathered again, and 550 people stood in formation and formed a super array, connecting each other. After waiting for a while, they took action at the same time, pointing their hands up, forming 550 five-colored light columns and rushing towards the light mask. These five colors are naturally gold, red, yellow, blue, and green, representing the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth.

The original golden light shield vibrated violently after it merged into the Yuan magnet, and almost dissipated. However, after receiving the talisman from the flag controlled by the monks in the God Transformation Stage, it stabilized slightly, and the color changed from yellow to transparent. Then the powerful true energy of the two returning monks formed a talisman injected into it, and fixed the storm of the storm. Lu Tianlai immediately changed his finger skills, gathered again, restored his original body, and settled in the middle, and thousands of rays of light emerged, dyed the entire light shield blue.

These ten thousand rays of light filled every part of the light shield, completely stabilizing it. Then the Jindan Yuanying cultivator supported the true essence and forced the light shield to the space crack, forcing all the hurricanes and lightning inside the crack back.

At this point, the monks in the God Transformation Stage immediately inserted the banner upwards, and the banner penetrated into the light shield and disappeared.

The two monks returning to the void had no expression on their faces. They threw several small flags prepared in advance into the air, pinched the magic formula, and formed an illusion. After a while, the color on the light shield disappeared and became transparent. Then, a large cloud was born from somewhere, covering the light shield and also covering the space cracks in the black hole.

The clouds slowly rolled and floated in the air. Even if the strong wind blew, they would not be blown away at all, blocking people's sight.

Everyone looked up and looked up. Under the visual effect, the space crack had been replaced by white clouds, and there was no clue at all.

If an uninformed monk flew by, just by sight, he would never know that there was a space crack there.

Lu Tianlai nodded with satisfaction. Although Tu Shijian did not take it back, he looked no different from before, and there was no sign of regret.

In fact, it would be easy for him to take back the Tushishi Sword. But then, the Yuan Magnet in this formation would lose its suppression and riot, and the formation would immediately disappear and no longer exist. All efforts would be in vain.

Lu Tianlai shouted to everyone: "Everyone should take a day off first. If there is no problem with this formation, then I will trouble you to set up an offensive and defensive formation here to prevent others from secretly destroying it!"

Everyone nodded and dragged their bodies to land.

The magma rolled on the sea surface, and I don’t know how many fish were burned to death. The smoke and dust in the air were filled with the pungent smell of sulfur, and the heat waves were layer by layer. People were in it, like steamed buns, hot and stuffy.

Even cultivators don’t want to stay here. Therefore, everyone retreated thousands of meters away, on another island, and took a break.

Lan Xueyan and several monks from the Weiling Sect flew to Jing Wuming, too lazy to talk nonsense, took out the spirit stone and started practicing cross-legged.

Seeing that Lan Xueyan's face turned pale and Xiang was sweating profusely, Lin Fuxiang felt very distressed, so she rushed over and sat next to her to protect the Dharma.

Jing Ge also walked over, looked at Lan Xueyan for a few glances, and thought to himself: "This formation is really powerful, even a person as powerful as Lan Xueyan can't stand it."

This formation is indeed powerful. If it cannot compete with that space crack, Lu Tianlai can only consider relocating its star.

One day later, everyone saw that the formation did not change at all, and the surrounding spiritual energy was not swallowed by the space cracks, so they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. So the original crew flew into the air again, first strengthening the formation for several times, and then set up several super formations and hundreds of small formations, either attacking or defending, or illusion or hidden. I believe that even a master of thunder tribulation would be difficult to break in a short period of time.

Now the pressure on the righteous alliance is much greater than before. In the past, there was a lightning domain that prohibited the air and helped to restrain it, but now, not only can it not prohibit air and there is also an additional space crack. Not only do they have to protect the formation that seals the crack from being destroyed, but they also have to prevent the demon monks from doing evil.

Finally, after solving this problem, everyone flew towards Lianyunzhou with a relaxed expression.

Lan Xueyan took Lin Fuxiang and flew beside Jing Wuming and Jing Ge, and smiled and said, "Jing Wuming, Master Jing! I've made things difficult for me this time. I have to make some compensation after I go back!"

Jing Wuming said lightly: "This is no problem. Just say whatever you want!"

Lan Xueyan glanced at Lin Fuxiang and said, "I'm here. What do you think of? Let's leave this benefit to A Xiang! You can reward her for watching in the library for a year. How about it?"

Lin Fuxiang was startled, then looked grateful and called out: "Master..."

Lan Xueyan smiled softly at her and said nothing.

Jing Wuming hesitated for a moment and said, "There are three floors in total in the library. I think the first floor is for her to like for two years. I won't go to the second and third floors. What's the point?"

Lan Xueyan sneered, "Do you think I've never been there? It's a library, and it's only 10,000 sets of martial arts. There are only 6,000 sets of martial arts on the first floor, and they are all low-level martial arts. What's the difference between one year and two years? Don't be too tiny! Otherwise, don't let me do my best again in the future!"

Jing Wuming said: "It doesn't matter to me, I'm afraid that the disciples will not accept it!"

"Who dares not accept it?" Lan Xueyan's face darkened, "Just kill me!"

When Jing Ge heard this, he was shocked. Lan Xueyan felt his expression and couldn't help but glar at him. Jing Ge grinned, smiled, and turned his face aside, looking fearless.

"This kid—"

Jing Wuming was also a little smiled, nodded, and said, "Okay! Let Lin Fuxiang go back and watch the first and second floors of the library for a year, how about it?"

Lan Xueyan knew that he would not give in and said, "Okay, I'll go to the third floor in person, it's OK!"

"Although this effect is the same, it also blocks other people's verbal confusion, so I will naturally agree." Jing Wuming smiled.

"It's really pedantic!" Lan Xueyan said bluntly, then accelerated to move forward.

When Jing Ge heard the words "Collection Pavilion", he was moved and bit his lip, but he didn't dare to speak.

Jing Wuming didn't know what his expression meant? But he couldn't let Jing Ge leave for a long time, and he could not let him go to the library to watch it.

When I returned to Lianyunzhou and walked into the city, I saw that the city was more lively than the previous day. Sectarian monks and casual cultivators wandered around, talking or trading, and no one dared to cause trouble.

The Fairy Spirit Catalog has a big feature. Even as long as it is held, no monk can fight privately. Therefore, even monks in the Qi-Speeding Stage are safe here and no one dares to kill him.

Jing Ge's eyes were circling around, wanting to see if there was any news about the Tieyan Sect of Tianmu Mountain. Maybe he could meet that enemy at that time. As long as he met, he would kill him regardless of everything!

After dispersing the others, Jing Wuming took Jing Ge to Tianranju, and regardless of business, he went directly to the fourth floor.

Jing Ge originally wanted to go out for a walk, but looking at Jing Wuming's face, he knew what the result was, so he stayed beside him and watched him practice.

Although Jing Ge can re-cultivate the truth, he dare not sit still all day long.

Only when I was alone, I entered the realm of disillusionment, communicated with my clone, and met Jia Can, Yu'er and Qiandong by the way.

I stayed here for a few hours until someone knocked outside, and Jing Wuming took Jing Ge out.

The person who came was a young man of medium appearance, respectfully presented the jade slip and said goodbye.

Jing Wuming held the jade slip, swept his spiritual sense, and then said, "Follow me!"
Chapter completed!