"Is this the legendary starry sky shifting array?"

Bai Lingyue was a little curious and a little excited.

There are very few monks in the three places of Emperor Tian, ​​Beidou, and Zhongzhou who know that this formation exists, let alone have the opportunity to go to the Land of Prisoner through this formation.

Only when Li Changsheng needs to use them this time can they get such a rare opportunity.

"Yes, it takes a lot of money to open this array. I have only traveled twice."

Yan Kun nodded with a faint smile.

"So Senior Brother Yan has been to the Land of Prisoner..."

The other two sword cultivators in the Hedao period looked at each other.

One of them was born from the Emperor Tian’s “Shenfeng Sword Hall” and the other was born from the Beidou’s “Seven Star Sword Gate”.

He was as old as Yan Kun, Bai Qingming and others, and was under 800 years old.

Looking at the millions of sword cultivators here, the people Li Changsheng brought this time either had a superb talent in practice or had realized the top sword intents, and were the top stars in each stage.

"It turns out that Kunlun Sword Sect is the only one who has the advantage. If we can go to the Prison Wind to practice several times, our strength today will definitely be far beyond the present."

Everyone was secretly pondering.

"You have been to the Prison Wind twice? Why is your swordsmanship still mediocre?"

Bai Qingming walked slowly with Fang Chen and Dongfang Haojie, watching downwards and smiling at Yan Kun.

Yan Kun's face darkened and he glanced at Bai Qingming coldly: "Last time you occupied the right time and place, I lost half a move to you. If I fight again, I can beat you at least three moves."

"My mouth doesn't count. You have to fight to know. Why don't we fight before we go to Prison Wind?"

Bai Qingming smiled.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and the two people from Shenfeng Sword Hall and Seven Star Sword Sect looked a little solemn. These two people had fought with swords before, and Yan Kun lost half a move?

They were a little unbelievable.

Yan Kun is recognized in the world as the number one kendo among the younger generation.

Even Fang Chen, who was talked about some time ago, was just following the old path of Yan Kun when he was a child. He had been famous for many years and had never lost in the struggle between his peers.

Fang Chen was also a little surprised. He could see at a glance that Yan Kun’s cultivation level was stronger than Bai Qingming.

I thought Bai Qingming had said that Yan Kun had suffered a loss because of other reasons. Now it seems that he lost half a move under Bai Qingming's sword?

"You have to fight. After the burial sword ladder is over, you can do whatever you want. Before that, you don't fight."

Li Changsheng walked slowly.

"Old Ancestor Li."

Everyone bowed and bowed.

Li Changsheng nodded slightly, then waved his sleeves and saw a top-grade spirit stone falling into the center of the island like a meteor, falling into the ancient formation.

Everyone looked excited and waited quietly with a little nervousness.

Soon, spiritual power within a radius of hundreds of miles seemed to be mobilized. The spiritual power that was originally difficult to see with naked eyes was too rich, forming a rolling fog that gathered here from all directions like a wave.

"hiss--"

Dongfang Haojie took a breath, stared at the scene blankly, and stuttered:

"This, how much spiritual power does this need to be gathered... to have this... wonder scene!?"

Bai Qingming smiled faintly and said, "Even if a cultivator in Hedao stage exploded and died, the spiritual power that was dispersed was nothing more than that."

While speaking, the formation below had already opened, and everyone saw a vortex like a starry sky sweeping over.

"Let's go, remember to hold your breath and concentrate."

Li Changsheng smiled faintly and stood at the head of the fairy boat with his hands on his back.

The next moment, the fairy boat slowly tilted and finally rushed vertically into the vortex of the starry sky.

Everyone stood steadily and did not fall because of this. Thinking of Li Changsheng's breath holding his breath, they did not dare to be careless.

Yan Kun had a faint smile on his face. He had experienced it twice, so he had experience in his heart. On the other hand, the audience was as if they were facing a great enemy, and a faint contempt flashed in his eyes.

He looked at Bai Qingming with his light, and found that Bai Qingming was not nervous at all. He looked at Fang Chen again, and found that Fang Chen was not nervous. Only Dongfang Haojie grabbed Fang Chen's sleeve tightly, as if he was about to take a sword and fire.

"Pretend."

Yan Kun sneered in his heart. Thinking about the first time he went to the Prisoner Land, it was impossible for him to be as nervous as these two people. He could only say that they hid their nervousness in their hearts and were unwilling to express it.

"Why can't I see it!"

Dongfang Calamity suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked solemn, and they could not see anything. They seemed to have entered a dark and dead void.

There seemed to be a faint murmur coming from my ears.

Bai Qingming frowned slightly and said in a voice: "Junior Brother Fang, is someone muttering in our ears?"

"good."

Fang Chen nodded slightly: "This sound may be left by the monks who have used this formation."

"Oh? Are you talking about a mirage?"

Bai Qingming's eyes moved.

"I'm just guessing, too."

Fang Chen smiled.

The next moment, the light reappeared, and everyone suddenly found that they had left the dark void.

Appearing in a large array, looking around, with the formation as the center, there are many buildings nearby, like a giant city.

This formation is located on a high mountain on the edge of the giant city, at least several hundred feet high above the ground.

As soon as the fairy boat appeared in the formation, several white-robed monks flew over and bowed to Li Changsheng:

"I'll pay my respects to my son-in-law."

These monks have average cultivation, but are only in the third level of the divine division stage.

"Um."

Li Changsheng nodded lightly, then drove away from the place while riding the fairy boat and disappeared into the sky.

"What's there to be crazy about? A mere sword cultivator, if he hadn't become a son-in-law of the Long family, I wouldn't even bother to take a look when I saw it."

One of them snorted coldly and turned around and left.

"The sword cultivators he brought this time were to prepare for the burial of sword ladder. I heard that these sword cultivators are very arrogant in the countryside. Now that the prison wind is here, I don't know if they will adapt."

Someone smiled gloatingly.

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"The place where you are now is called Prison Wind. Its territory is so vast that even if you merge the three places of Emperor Tian, ​​Beidou, and Zhongzhou, and add a sea of ​​immortals and demons, it will be dozens of times larger."

"In addition, the Star of Creation also has Dragon Abyss, Four Beaks, and Three Foxes, which are not smaller than Prison Wind, and in some aspects, they are far more than Prison Wind."

"It is because of this that the cultivation resources of the place are rich and there is no shortage of various spirit stones and spiritual materials. The cultivation of the monks here is far stronger than where you came from."

"Hedao is everywhere under the age of eight hundred."

"If the immortal kings of the three realms of the Emperor and Heaven want to be among the ancestors of the sect, one hundred immortal kings may not be able to be promoted smoothly. And among the almost twenty or thirty immortal kings here, one of them can become the ancestor of the sect."

"There are four heroes, three sects, and one holy land. These eight-legged forces are at the top, but the strength of the holy land and sect is vaguely stronger than the four heroes."

"When you go to the Burial Sword Ladder this time, you will fight for the Long family. As one of the four rich clans, the Long family controls thousands of cities of all sizes. Countless sects and famous families all regard the Long family as their respect.

Just for the ancestors of the Long family like me, there are thirty-six ancestors of the original surname, and the number of ancestors of the outside surnames... has exceeded 100."

Listening to Li Changsheng's words, everyone's hearts were filled with storms.

More than a hundred ancestors?

They never dared to think about this before. How many ancestors with names and surnames in the three places in Di Tian, ​​Beidou, and Zhongzhou?

"There are many church ancestors on our side who have never appeared for many years, and not all are in seclusion. You may have the opportunity to meet a few of them this time."

Li Changsheng glanced at everyone.

While speaking, the fairy boat faintly came to a place like a fairyland.

The spiritual power is strong here, and spiritual springs can be seen everywhere, and sometimes fairy birds fly around.

"We're here, this is the master of the Long family."
Chapter completed!