Immortals, don't watch dramas

Not to mention the tremors outside, someone at the center of the storm is actually complaining a lot.

Ningxia originally thought that after advancing the formation, she could almost go out. After all, the organizers did so to give everyone some opportunities to show their skills or to compete in stages... It was impossible to send people there. Forced to death.

But why does she feel something is wrong, ah? !

Why was she still not allowed out after she worked so hard to push out the formation? Don’t let this happen again—

After finally stacking up several layers, the formation was completed. However, Ningxia's did not escape from the formation as expected. Instead, it was held up by the formation path and flew upwards, unable to get out.

This formation intercepted a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth when it was completed. The power contained in the formation layer upon layer was beyond what she, a young monk who had not reached the golden elixir perfection, could resist, so she found that she was unable to rise while being coerced by the spiritual energy. I broke free and had no choice but to go upstream and see what was going on first.

As for whether there would be any problems...after all, it was her own formation. Although it was born out of the outer formation, she could feel that the entire formation axis and formation area were still under her control, but she didn't know Why are you trapped in this formation?

And could this guy be a little too active? Ning Xia grabbed a certain Si'er Chuan Huan's golden-red light and said, "Stop, stop! Can you tell me what happened first?" Don't let this guy ruin it for him again.

If it were true, she would have to take back its right of free passage after this time, otherwise she would be killed by this thing sooner or later.

As expected, this thing was in tune with her thoughts. It slipped out of her fingertips as if she understood it, and then ran past the back of her hand. She only felt that something was passing by but she couldn't stop it.

And I don’t know why she always feels that the surrounding atmosphere is familiar?

Something on her waist moved slightly, and Ning Xia grabbed the sword blade vigilantly. It was the Chonghuan Sword she had specially attached before entering the battle.

In fact, because of the complicated situation in China and the lack of a firm foothold here, Ningxia did not dare to let the two unruly little ancestors come out. Zhonghuan and Ruzhang mostly stayed in the dark room and slept, and she occasionally released her two swords to let out the wind.

Today is Chonghuan's turn. He was quite excited before going out, but the journey was peaceful. But it's moving now. Is there something wrong? Chonghuan has a strong sense of crisis. It almost becomes an "alarm" when it comes to Zhongtou. It will unsheath the alarm whenever there is any abnormal movement. It can even detect and react before Ningxia.

No, no, not an alarm. From just now, she felt that the aura around her was a little too familiar. She always felt like she had seen her before, and it felt like a fish swimming freely in the water.

In such an environment, she felt that her own meridians were warm, and a trickle of water rose up from the bottom and merged into her limbs.

It was so comfortable, as comfortable and comfortable as walking in the mother's body, so comfortable that Ningxia was a little confused.

Of course, this is not a good sign, because in the past, what awaited her after being confused like this was not a good thing. She is not here in the peaceful era she once lived in. As soon as a person closes his eyes and loses consciousness, who knows what will happen? She didn't want to open her eyes anymore and ran away to who knows where?

She thought she had to break out of this state and get something... something handy to shake around. It would be useful?

As if responding to her thoughts, a familiar object jumped to her hand, and seemed to shake as a reminder.

At this time, Ning Xia's thoughts were a little stagnant, but this did not affect her ability to follow her instincts. In such a "familiar" environment, she waved the sword in her hand, and the spiritual flow around her body seemed to be pulled by a certain source and violently rolled and stirred.

A certain force floating in this field seems to have found its mother body, rushing toward Ningxia in the center with excitement.

Both ends reacted the same, a little golden red appeared from the palm, then flickered, getting brighter and brighter until the fire wrapped around the body of the Huan sword.

Violent flames flowed out from the tip of the sword, converged with the free flame filaments outside, grew stronger, and then burst out into even more intense golden-red light. After a while, Ning Xia's entire body was wrapped in a strong golden-red halo, with only the faintly shining sword blade looming in the haze.

What is this? Is it out of control?

Ningxia thought vaguely in the scorching heat.

But it was very clear outside, or should I say it was clear from the beginning.

Ning Xia felt that her whole body was surrounded by an irresistible force and was rising upwards. In fact, it was indeed the case.

The sub-array she portrayed successfully escaped from the control of the main array. As the core of the array, she was naturally tied to the core spiritual flow and left the base of the atomic array.

The reason why she felt that the aura surrounding her was all too familiar was because the formation created by the completion of this formation was based on the manifestation of her natal spiritual sword, the Chonghuan, and was constructed from the true spirit flame.

Therefore, in the eyes of the outside world, the formation formation superimposed by Ningxia turned into a virtual image of a giant ancient sword suspended in mid-air. The tip of the sword reached the sky, and the sharp sword light stood at the top, surrounded by a golden-red spiritual energy halo. The bottom is particularly dazzling.

As the virtual image skyrocketed, the surrounding spiritual energy rolled layer by layer, dispelling the haze that had spread earlier.

A golden-red "fire dragon" twisted and spun upward from the bottom, shooting straight into the sky. This scene... was comparable to the thunderous thunder of a high-level monk's promotion. It was really shocking.

The sword energy was everywhere, and there was a buzzing echo in the venue.

At some point, many spiritual swords in the venue began to roar in response, from weak to strong, from few to numerous, one after another, quickly sweeping the entire venue.

Moreover, the responding spirit swords were of no different types or grades. As if they were suddenly selected, they began to buzz and vibrate as they roared to life, as if even their masters could hardly control them.

At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten their identities, cut off the contract, and simply acted as "swords" to respond to and resonate with a nameless spiritual sword whose origin and whereabouts were unknown. It is an emotion that no one can understand beyond race.

It was so shocking.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that one day their swords would escape their control to deal with an illusion.

So what kind of person is there who controls the situation with one hand?

The above is for people who don’t know the situation, but for those who know some inside information, it’s a different feeling.

Li Chuan thought there had been an accident and was very anxious at first, but then he was sure that there was probably nothing wrong with him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. But the worry in his brows did not lessen a bit, because he felt that the direction of this matter was really out of control.

However, he was also concerned about the current situation. In the end, he couldn't help but sigh to Ming Mo next to him: "I finally understand why you said she can blow up the secret realm." It turns out that you are really not joking, just for this moment. He also believed it.