The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Gu Changhuan was now alert.

Murals, like words, are used to record history, and sometimes they can even reveal more information.

The throne where the Barbarian God sat looked like an ordinary stone chair, but it was actually a ninth-level spiritual material.

After a careful look, Gu Changhuan found that the stone chair had three sides. The general content of the carvings was that the Barbarian God created the Barbarians, the Barbarians worshiped and believed in the Barbarian God, and then the Barbarian God became more powerful and finally...

became two Barbarian Gods?

What the hell is this?

Gu Changhuan looked at the phantom displayed on the Tongxiantu in confusion.

I saw that the figure looking down at the barbarians did indeed change from one at the beginning to two.

"Could it be a clone?"

Many Mahayana cultivators refine clones to save their lives, or send clones to serve the original body. It should not be difficult for the immortal to make a clone.

Gu Changhuan thought so and sighed.

In the end, no particularly useful information was found!

He sighed, while on the other side, the eight Mahayana monks in front of the third-level formation were finally about to start!

The method of breaking the formation given by Jin Xiong was very detailed. Everyone knew a little about the formation. Even if they didn't understand it, they soon understood it under the guidance of Qi Gu, the ninth-level formation master.

So, after another half an hour, everyone finally took out their spiritual treasures, set up the formation, and started to break the formation.

The method of breaking the formation given by Jin Xiong also couldn't completely break the formation, but only temporarily opened a gap to allow many monks to enter.

And it only takes five Mahayana combat forces to break the formation, but for some considerations, everyone still chose to break the formation together.

After all, if there are monks of the same level whose identities are unknown to the enemy and me watching the battle while I am concentrating on casting a spell, it always feels bad.

At this time, the eight Mahayana monks also took out their weapons.

The cave god naturally used the folding fan that he often held in his hand;

The Qi Emperor still used the spiritual knife that he had used before to fight the evil stone sheep. The handle of the knife was flat and the blade was slender. The runes on the blade were looming, which matched it very well.

Wu Qi used a pair of cold wolf claws, emitting a sparkling cold light;

And Hen Daozhi slapped the storage ring with one hand, and a green light flashed, and a set of mother-and-child rings appeared around him.

This set of mother-and-child rings looked neither gold nor jade. There were twelve pieces in a set, and each one was shining brightly and very eye-catching.

Even Wu Qian couldn't help but take a second look, and his expression changed.

In comparison, the spiritual treasure that Qi Gu took out looked much inferior. It was just a gray mirror with not much decoration on it.

Dou Sheng looked at the eye-catching Hen Daozhi, and was not to be outdone. He snorted coldly, opened his mouth and a golden needle shone out, and then took the golden needle to grow against the wind, and it quickly grew a hundred times larger, turning into a long stick that Dou Sheng held in his hand with a somersault.

Jin Xiong put his hands together, and a pair of huge wings grew behind him, and his pupils became as sharp as a bird of prey!

As for Wu Qian, he saw that after his hands changed rapidly, the spiritual light flashed around his body, and then his body size increased by more than double!

At the same time, the earth-yellow glow on Wu Qian's body surged, showing that he had cultivated the earth-attributed magical power to the extreme.

After the transformation, Wu Qian's aura became more violent, and his sharp appearance made everyone look at him sideways.

After everyone was ready, Wu Qian's eyes became stern, and under the circulation of his true energy, he shouted and punched the empty space in front of him!

At this moment, the punch that should have hit nothing seemed to have encountered great resistance and stopped. Wu Qian snorted coldly, but did not stop there. His huge fist flashed with spiritual light, and the empty space in front of him suddenly became distorted and blurred!

Everyone looked around and saw that an invisible force suddenly appeared in the empty space, resisting Wu Qian's fist force and repelling their consciousness.

"Dear Taoist friends!

At this moment!"

After Jin Xiong finished speaking, his huge wings flapped in the air, and a green bird shadow suddenly condensed and emitted a loud bang that resounded through the sky and rushed straight to the formation in front of him!

Everyone looked at each other and made moves.

I saw that Hen Daozhi's mother and child rings were activated, and after a buzzing sound around Hen Daozhi, they suddenly disappeared in a flash. When they appeared again, they had already penetrated in front of the formation and collided violently with the spiritual light of the formation!

And the gray small mirror, under the urging of Qi Gu, kept flying out small flags, with runes on the surface of the small flags, rolling up the rosy clouds and surging forward!

Dou Sheng on the other side also cast a spell. He swung out a long stick, and the hand holding the long stick flashed with spiritual light. The long stick grew bigger again and became extremely dazzling!

Emperor Qi and Dong Shen simply activated the spiritual treasure to attack. Although they tried their best, only they themselves knew whether they were fishing in troubled waters.

For a moment, the attacks of the eight Mahayana monks fell on the existing formation in no particular order. The momentum was so great that Gu Changhuan, who was far away, felt numb!

And the spiritual light of the third layer of the formation also dimmed under the attack of everyone!

Everyone was overjoyed, but they didn't expect that the next moment, the entire Barbarian God Ruins was shocked!

At the same time, a pure spiritual energy emerged, and the spiritual light of the third layer of the formation suddenly became more prosperous than before!

Wu Qian gritted his teeth and said sternly:

"Fellow Daoists, if you still have some strength left, don't even think about entering the temple to search for treasures!" Tianlai Novel Network

Hearing this, several Mahayana cultivators who understood this principle increased their attack strength without hesitation!

For a moment, Gu Changhuan was dazzled by the fierce collision between various rays of light and formations.

He could only see the scene of breaking the formation but could not hear any sound, but he also felt the strong spiritual fluctuations coming from afar.

"Such a big commotion, will it attract some messy Mahayana monks again?

It seems that I have to escape quickly after taking the treasure."

Gu Changhuan said so and continued to look at the Tongxiantu.

After a burst of spiritual light, the attacks of the eight Mahayana monks tore a gap of several feet on the third-layer formation light curtain!

Seeing this, Wu Qian did not hesitate to retract his magical power and turned into a beam of light to escape into it quickly!

Hen Daozhi and others followed closely behind!

Afterwards, only a few spiritual lights flashed, and in less than ten breaths, all the Mahayana monks present disappeared completely!

Without exception, they all entered the third-layer formation to explore the temple and those islands.

But before that, they had to walk up the long staircase and enter the door.

Gu Changhuan had an inexplicable intuition that the long staircase was definitely not just for decoration. It would be difficult for these Mahayana monks to enter the temple and find the islands.