In half a month, he studied the Heavenly Formation Code and realized two new formations.
A killing array!
A forbidden formation!
The killing formation is called Tongjing, it is purely focused on killing, and its offensive and killing power is astonishing!
The forbidden formation is called Pinglan. It is purely for suppression and can deprive you of combat power!
The level of these two formations was very high. Even with his talent, he could only barely understand them after spending half a month.
Immediately, he engraved these two sect formations in the inner area of Wuliang Sect and within a hundred feet outside Wuliang Sect.
Then a large number of spiritual crystals and various source material crystals were buried in various locations of the formation to serve as the energy source for starting the formation.
In this world, all formations require an energy source. If there is no energy source, how can the formation power be generated?
Simply relying on absorbing the free spiritual energy and free source matter between heaven and earth has limited energy sources and it is difficult to exert its strongest power.
"Well, get a few more genuine ninth-level spiritual veins."
he said to himself.
…
Source outside the boundary.
Endlessly far.
In the vast space, a treasure ship sailed at high speed, with a man and an old man standing on it.
The man wore a silver robe, giving him an aura of luxury.
The old man was wearing a gray robe and stood behind the man. He frowned from time to time. After a moment of pause, he finally spoke and said: "Third Highness, His Majesty's order is to send out troops to attack the source in half a month, and to send out troops in batches. Let's go ahead in advance."
, are you disobeying His Majesty’s instructions, I’m afraid that Your Majesty will be offended, so you’d better turn back!”
The man in silver robe looked at him: "Am I the master, or are you the master?"
The old man in gray robe immediately understood what the man meant and bowed deeply: "I realize my mistake!"
The man in silver robe looked at him coldly: "I won't do this again!"
"This time I went to the Source Realm for one thing, to get the sword in the secret information. I did not take action against other powerful families in the Source Realm. Strictly speaking, it does not count as an army!"
"You must know very well how fierce the battle for the crown prince will be in the near future. Among the princes, my current winning rate is not high. That sword is very useful to me!"
"Follow me honestly and get the sword with me to help me win the position of crown prince! When the time comes, you and the Mu clan you belong to will receive various benefits!"
he said.
The gray-robed old man's eyes brightened slightly.
really!
He and his Mu tribe stood behind the man in silver robe and supported the man in silver robe. If the man in silver robe wins the position of crown prince one day, it will be of great benefit to him and the Mu tribe!
At this time, the man in silver robe asked: "Where is the man holding the sword in the intelligence report now?"
The old man in gray robe said respectfully: "According to the information sent back seven days ago, the other party established a sect called Wuliang Sect, which was established on the original teaching site of Kongwen Sword Sect. It should be at that place now."
The man in silver robe nodded: "Speed up! Arrive within three days and take down the sword!"
"yes!"
The treasure ship suddenly accelerated, leaving a long tail of light in the vast space.
…
source world.
Infinite Sect.
Mu Bei left the Wuliang Sect for three days, found three top-notch ninth-level genuine spiritual veins, and returned to the Wuliang Sect that day.
Not long after I came back, a hundred feet above the Wuliang Sect, the space suddenly split open, and a treasure ship sailed out.
The next moment, a man in silver robes and an old man in gray robes stepped off the treasure ship.
The silver-robed man put his left hand behind his back and looked down at the entire Wuliang Sect: "Mu Bei, come out!"
The voice was loud, with a commanding tone, and instantly spread throughout the Wuliang Sect.
In the Wuliang Sect, all the disciples looked up.
Mu Bei walked out.
"metropolitan!"
A group of disciples shouted.
Mu Bei nodded.
Looking at the man in silver robe and the old man in gray robe, he climbed up into the air without any haste and reached the same height as the two of them: "Are you from Kuijie?"
He felt the cultivation level of the two of them. The man in silver robe was in the third realm of Desolate Court, and the old man in gray robe was in the seventh realm of Desolate Court.
With such cultivation, coupled with what the Master of Qingshuang Holy Palace mentioned to him some time ago, he immediately thought of Kuijie.
The man in silver robe looked at him indifferently: "You are quite good at guessing!"
Mu Bei smiled faintly: "Routine operation, after all, I am a man who is strong, handsome and intelligent."
The man in silver robe was startled, and the old man in gray robe was also startled. This was the first time they saw someone bragging about themselves so much. He was so shameless!
All the disciples of Wuliang Sect were also stunned.
"Sect Master, are you... showing off?"
"This... looks like..."
Some disciples discussed in low voices.
At this time, Mu Bei looked at the silver-robed man and said, "I can still guess that you are here to snatch the sword in my hand."
The man in silver robe narrowed his eyes slightly.
Can you guess this?
Mu Beidao: "Don't be surprised, this is also a routine operation."
There were only two people from Kuijie. When they came here, they called him by his name, making it clear that they were here for him personally.
Did you come here specifically to kill him?
Obviously not!
Instead of killing him, the two of them came for only one other purpose: to seize the treasure! And the most valuable treasure on him known to outsiders was the old sword.
Obviously, the existence of Lao Jian reached their ears and they were taken into consideration.
The man in silver robe looked deeply at Mu Bei and said: "Since I know, I will bring the sword and get the sword. I will turn around and leave. You can live for half a month longer. If you refuse, I will kill you."
If you take the sword later, you will lose half a month of your life. Choose, I will give you ten breaths."
Mu Bei smiled lightly.
The man in silver robe was a little unhappy: "Why are you laughing!"
Mu Beidao: "I like to take unusual paths. I will choose neither of the two choices you gave me. I will choose the third one. I will kill you and then take away all the treasures from you."
The silver-robed man was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "I thought you were going to say something, but I didn't expect it to be like this. Do you think you are invincible with that sword? That sword is indeed amazing, but...
You are too weak with the sword. With your cultivation in the Nirvana realm, that sword can only be a pearl covered in dust in your hands. At most, it will allow you to kill the second realm of Huang Ting, and we..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud rumbling sound from the place.
All around, dense formations emerged, and the power of confinement and the power of killing were intertwined at the same time, causing the place to roar like a black wind.
The man in silver robe changed color, and he immediately felt that his strength had been greatly suppressed, and the murderous aura emerging from this place made him even more frightened.
Even the gray-robed old man from the Seventh Realm of Desolate Courtyard had his pupils suddenly shrunk.
Mu Bei looked at the man in silver robe: "What are you talking about? Go on."
The man in silver robe looked gloomy: "You..."
As soon as you said the word, a beam of light fell on him, splitting him into pieces with a pop.
"Just say what you say. Do you understand what it means to be reserved?"
Mubei Road.
The expression of the old man in gray robe changed greatly: "Your Highness!!!"
Mu Bei was stunned.
Your Highness?
The third prince of the Zikui Dynasty?
This is a big fish killed!
His eyes instantly fell on the opponent's Na Ring that fell to the ground. A prince of the Zikui Dynasty, his net worth was definitely very rich!
He suddenly appeared in front of the ring and picked it up.
At this moment, the old man in gray robe roared angrily and struck him with a palm.
With this palm, the space of a hundred feet in radius collapsed in an instant.