For Nascent Soul monks, it doesn’t take much time to spend just a few hundred miles.

In just half an hour, the outline of Fantasy Moon Island had already appeared within the range of his spiritual consciousness.

However, the short and fat old man had a slight change in his mind, but his face looked solemn.

Just at the edge of his spiritual perception range, an amazing spiritual pressure that was as powerful as it was not inferior to himself was lingering over Fantasy Moon Island, releasing amazing spiritual energy in a free and open manner.

Originally, the short and fat old man thought it was an old monster from the Nascent Soul stage who ruined his good things on Fantasy Moon Island.

He even prepared to move out of his identity as the elder of the Star Palace to suppress the other party.

After all, even a cultivator of the same level would have to be three points short of him when facing a giant like Star Palace, and he would never dare to do anything unwise.

However, when he flew closer, he saw that a huge scarlet magic array was floating out of thin air above Fantasy Moon Island, and the range was so large that it even enveloped the entire island.

The amazing spiritual pressure he felt was actually emitted by this strange formation!

This scene beyond common sense made the short and fat old man stunned in place for a moment, and did not dare to step forward.

The formation was suspended in the sky, and there was no formation flag, nor was it floating in the sky with its terrain, and it was already emitting spiritual power no less than that of the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Seeing this scene, any immortal cultivator who understands the way of formation will be sincerely shocked.

If it were those formation masters who devoted themselves to the way of formation for the rest of their lives, it would probably be impossible to go crazy on the spot.

This scene in front of you is undoubtedly a major subversion of the existing formation system in the immortal cultivation world!

The short and fat old man swallowed his saliva and forced himself to suppress his turbulent state of mind, barely recovering from the shock brought by this formation.

Then he realized that just below the formation, at the top of the highest peak of Fantasy Moon Island, there was a handsome young man sitting upright like a banished immortal.

The young man was meditating with his eyes closed and his mind was calm, showing a cold and unparalleled charm, just like an immortal from the Nine Heavens who came to the mortal world and a god outside the world came down to the world.

And just as the short and fat old man put his spiritual sense on the young man, he also opened his eyes.

At the same time, a huge scarlet eye opened in the center of the magic circle, nearly a hundred miles away, locked his position with the young man's spiritual consciousness.

Between the sea and the sky, the short and fat old man looked at the scarlet eyes from afar.

Suddenly, the short and fat old man seemed to feel that he was facing the pressure of the sky. The cold and pure murderous intent, accompanied by the scarlet sight, poured into his eyes and reached the depths of the divine sea.

Lu Yunze sat under the magic circle and looked at the short and fat old man coldly. The formation behind him slowly turned, and a series of deep red spiritual lights gathered together. The scarlet color became more and more intense, as if blood could be dripped at any time.

The only four remaining monks of Killing Dan under the short and fat old man were tied not far away by Lu Yunze.

The whole body of magic power was blocked, and no matter how hard they struggled, it would be useless. They could only look at this scene in horror, almost unable to believe their eyes.

Even so, there was still a glimmer of hope in the hearts of the four.

They have seen the power of this formation with their own eyes. As the elders of the Star Palace, they are naturally knowledgeable people.

They knew very well that although the formation in front of them looked amazing, it actually had a single function and lacked changes. It was impossible for the real Nascent Soul cultivator to be his opponent.

As long as the short and fat old man is willing to come over and test it, the flaws of the formation will be revealed instantly.

At that time, Lu Yunze, who had no such formation as a supporter, was just a relatively powerful monk with the Danjie, and it was impossible for him to confront the Nascent Soul monk head-on.

Lu Yunze himself knew this, but he just sat on the highest mountain on Fantasy Moon Island with a cold expression, with an indelible sarcasm in his eyes.

"In Xiayun Tianya, I am the elder in the Xing Palace. I don't know where my friend came from? Who is his surname? Why do I slaughter my Xing Palace monks?"

The short and fat old man stopped and asked in a deep voice with a gloomy face.

I don’t know which secret technique he used to gather his voice and keep his voice from being dispersed. Even if it was nearly a hundred miles apart, everyone on the island could still hear it clearly.

Lu Yunze looked at the careful short and fat old man, and a sarcastic sneer gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This scene was clearly seen by the short and fat old man, and his powerful spiritual sense even saw the contempt in Lu Yunze's eyes.

The short and fat old man couldn't help but show anger in his eyes.

"What does this mean by fellow Taoist? Do you think my star palace is weak and can you bully it?"

Until now, the short and fat old man is still pulling the banner of Xinggong.

Lu Yunze couldn't help laughing, and with a gentle move of his finger, a dazzling red light shot out from the scarlet eyes instantly, directly turning a mid-stage monk in the Killing Pill next to him into ashes.

The remaining three people felt a sudden chill and looked at Lu Yunze in disbelief.

Is this person crazy? He dares to kill people in front of the Nascent Soul monk?

Didn’t he hear it? That is the elder of the inner affairs of the Xing Palace!

Lu Yunze didn't even look at them, but just dug his ears with expressionless face, and the giant eyes on his head locked the short and fat old man again.

"you……"

The short and fat old man widened his eyes in anger.

He never expected that this man would kill him without even talking.

Could it be that he really wants to fight his life with him?

In the frightened gaze of the short and fat old man, red lights began to gather rapidly in the formation, and soon turned into a huge dazzling ball of light, as if a scarlet sun was rising between the sea and the sky.

The spiritual power fluctuation that was almost equivalent to the full blown attack by the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator completely dispelled the last trace of luck in the short and fat old man's heart.

Finally, he stared at the red light with resentment, and the short and fat old man turned around and fled directly from here.

What a joke?

Why did he fight a desperate battle with an opponent of the same level with unknown background for a few monks of Killing Dan?!

Since the man opposite was so arrogant that he dared to regard the majesty of the Star Palace, he naturally had to go back to the Star Palace to find some helpers before crushing the junior to death!

If you operate well, you might be able to get that magic array legitimately. What can a few elixir monks do at that time?

The short and fat old man had a very good idea in his mind, and even felt a little proud.

But the female cultivator who had been following him clearly saw that when he found out that the opponent was probably an opponent of his level and was ready to fight him, the short and fat old man showed an unconcealed look of fear in his eyes.

That was a person who cherished his life, and his heartfelt fear of a madman who was not afraid of death.

On Fantasy Moon Island, Lu Yunze looked at the remaining three people coldly.
Chapter completed!