Chapter 15 Zhu Xian Sword Formation, past, present and future!

"Fellow Daoist Yuan Meng, those things are just trivial matters."

"Why do we have to fight to the death?"

Luo Hou said slowly, his eyes were disillusioned, and the devilish power emerged.

"Let's talk about it after we've fought." Yuan Meng said slowly, took a step forward, and the halberd in his hand crossed the chaos, like an ancient dragon smashing directly at Luo Hou.

"Too much bullying!!" Luo Hou snorted coldly.

Four long swords appeared behind Luo Hou, and a formation diagram included Yuan Meng in it.

The Four Swords of Zhu Xian!!

That is, the treasure in Tong Tian's hands in the future, the four swords of Zhu Xian that can only be broken by the four saints, namely, Zhu Xian Sword, Lu Xian Sword, Xian Xian Sword, Jue Xian Sword, and Zhu Xian Formation Diagram.

Although it is not in Luo Hou's hands now that it can only be broken by the Death Saint.

But if it is at the same level, it also requires four people to break it.

"Zhu Xian formation?" Yuan Meng looked at the chaotic space. To break the Zhu Xian sword formation, four people of the same realm were needed to attack the formation center of the Zhu Xian sword formation at the same time.

Each formation center of the Zhu Xian sword formation was guarded by a sword.

Luo Hou looked at Yuan Meng, who was shrouded in the sword formation, and an endless murderous intent rose in his heart.

In the sword formation.

Endless chaotic sword energy rushed directly towards Yuan Meng, and turned into a long river.

Yuan Meng's eyes were disillusioned, and the aura of great destruction descended: "Just the four swords of Zhu Xian can't stop me."

The halberd in his hand waved, and the purest aura of destruction emerged. The river transformed by the chaotic sword energy collapsed directly, and the entire space and time fell into destruction.

"If you have the ability, break my sword formation first." Luo Hou's voice sounded in the formation.

Yuan Meng's eyes were blooming with endless divine light, looking at the entire sword formation space.

The halberd in his hand swung, and the aura of great destruction enveloped it. The power of destroying everything appeared, and the years collapsed, the heavens were destroyed, and other strange phenomena emerged.

"It's useless." Luo Hou's voice sounded again.

"Zhu Xian!!!"

Countless chaotic sword qi emerged again.

It directly bombarded Yuan Meng's body. Yuan Meng frowned, but it was nothing. His physical body had long reached the level of the best innate spiritual treasure, not to mention the defense.

What made Yuan Meng frown was this Zhu Xian sword formation, which could not be broken by his brute force alone.

Zhu Xian sword formation, known as the third largest formation in the prehistoric world, why is it the third?

The first two are the Dutian Twelve Gods and Demons Formation, the formation of the twelve ancestor witches, which can summon the first formation in the prehistoric world of Pangu's phantom.

The second is the Zhoutian Star Formation of the demon clan, which is guarded by 365 demon saints, plus Di Jun Taiyi, two terrifying and powerful people.

The third is the Zhu Xian sword formation.

It's just that the Zhuxian Sword Formation is in Tongtian's hands. Tongtian is a saint, and the power he exerts is naturally far greater than Zuwu, Dijun Taiyi and others.

Back to the present, even if Yuan Meng wants to break the Zhuxian Sword Formation, it will be very troublesome.

In the sword formation, Yuan Meng looked at the mighty river of chaotic sword energy, and between his eyes, the endless river of time flowed in Yuan Meng's eyes.

The halberd disappeared in Yuan Meng's hands.

Yuan Meng's hands were just moving the spell, his eyes were illusory, and his long silver hair was flying behind Yuan Meng's head: "The past me is the ancestor, the present me is the true self, and the future me is eternal."

The ancient taboo sound is echoing.

Countless sacrificial sounds span endless time, as if coming from the distant past, and also as if transmitted from the unknown future.

A great river emerged from an unknown place, with no idea of ​​the starting point or the end point.

The ancient breath is permeating.

Above the long river of time.

There were footsteps, and every sound shook the heavens and the worlds.

The ancient breath was flowing, and the forbidden sound continued to sound: "In the past, I had the origin, now I am invincible, and in the future I will create eternity!!!"

The devilish sound was mighty, and the long river of time was shaking.

Time was in disorder, and then it broke.

Three figures walked out of the long river of time.

They represent the past, future, and present of Yuan Meng respectively!!

The endless sacrificial sound came across the world.

Countless creatures were sacrificing to Yuan Meng.

Yuan Meng looked at his future self, which was blurred and had no complete form, and was illuminated by billions of immortal lights.

Luo Hou's face changed drastically, and he looked at Yuan Meng. He didn't expect Yuan Meng to master such a forbidden method.

This is a method unique to Yuan Meng.

Thinking of this, Luo Hou became more and more unconfident. You must know that he relied on the Zhuxian Sword Formation. If Yuan Meng could break it alone, then Luo Hou would have to think carefully about how to deal with Yuan Meng later.

"Kill!" Luohou's eyes were shattered, and the demonic power covering the heavens attacked Yuan Meng in a mighty manner.

"Go ahead." Yuan Meng looked at the three incarnations summoned from the long river of time.

These were just incarnations, but they had the current combat power of Yuan Meng in this short period of time.

The three incarnations moved, each looking for a formation center and Yuan Meng's body, and attacked at the same time.

The supreme power directly shattered the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Luohou looked at Yuan Meng who walked out of the sword formation with an ugly face.

In Luohou's opinion, Yuan Meng's threat might exist, but it was not that big.

But now it seems that he thought too simply.

"Are there any other means?" Yuan Meng looked at Luohou with indifference in his eyes. The three incarnations had disappeared. That was a forbidden power that could not be touched too much.

"Hmph." Luo Hou snorted coldly and then disappeared in the chaos, retreating back to the western land.

Yuan Meng's eyes were disillusioned. He was able to break the Zhuxian Sword Formation because he mastered this forbidden power.

If it were someone else, it would be absolutely impossible.

As for why Yuan Meng wanted to stop Luo Hou, it was very simple. Yuan Meng wanted to collect the blood of all spirits.

The war has just begun, and Yuan Meng doesn't want these wars to stop.

Luo Hou speeding up the process of the catastrophe will only destroy Yuan Meng's collection plan, which is what Yuan Meng doesn't want to see.

In addition, Yuan Meng doesn't want Luo Hou to be so smooth.

Yuan Meng doesn't want him to pass this catastrophe so quickly.

If it passes so quickly, then Yuan Meng will have to face the six saints behind. At least after this catastrophe, Yuan Meng must break through to the sub-saint.

As for the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, this will still take a long time.

To put it bluntly, Yuan Meng's path is to prove the way with strength.

It is not that easy to achieve the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

In the previous life, the only one who achieved the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian was the ancestor Yangmei, whose roots were the Space Demon God, one of the Three Thousand Great Dao Demon Gods.

Although he was crippled by Pangu, he still had some foundation, and his achievement was before Hongjun.

All the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxians who achieved the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian took the path of achieving the Great Dao, and the saints can only be said to have achieved the Heavenly Dao.

Although the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian and the saints are at the same level, each has its own advantages and disadvantages. In terms of combat power, the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is definitely stronger.

After Luohou left, Yuan Meng also returned to the prehistoric world.

After Luohou returned to the Western Land, his first thought was to kill Yuan Meng, but thinking of Yuan Meng's weird methods and forbidden magical powers, Luohou felt helpless.

"Since we can't kill him, how about holding him back?" Luo Hou looked at the endless Demon Abyss, and a crazy idea appeared in Luo Hou's mind.

"Demon Abyss." Luo Hou had a smile on his face.

As a great innate supernatural power in the prehistoric world, Luo Hou naturally knew what the Demon Abyss was. That place was the place where all the resentment, evil spirits, and unwilling obsessions of the prehistoric world gathered.

It can be said that it was the place where all the negative emotions of all the creatures in the prehistoric world gathered.

If the blood sea is the place where the prehistoric creatures return to after death.

Then the Demon Abyss is the place where all the negative emotions of the prehistoric creatures gather.

The so-called negative emotions include greed, anger, ignorance, hatred, and everything else.

"If that's the case, let's make the prehistoric world more lively." Luo Hou murmured.