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      After sensing the fluctuation of the Yuanzhu’s aura, Huanglao Dao suddenly frowned and said:
      The aura of this monster is not the same as what that couple told me!
      He is indeed good at the art of observing qi and deduction, but in the way of interpreting hexagrams, the San Geng Guan has a treasure that is far stronger than him (and it is precisely because of this that the three of them formed a team to enter the Kushi Sea to look for opportunities).
      Coupled with the fact that this Heavenly Killing Tribulation is too powerful, so the matter of interpreting hexagrams and qi luck is all done by the Haitang couple.
      The more Huanglao Dao thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Immediately, he frowned and said:
      Could it be that this couple has tricked us again?!
      With this thought in mind, the already very gloomy face of Huanglao Dao became distorted for the first time because of anger.
    But as soon as his words came out, only a burst of “clanking” chain sounds rang out, and his seemingly skinny body was pulled out from the original place by purple-gold chains.
      Xu Taiping’s voice sounded immediately after——
      ”I’m sorry, Senior Huang!”
      Just as this voice sounded, Huang Laodao’s body was dragged to one of the array eyes of the great array ruins.
      Huang Laodao roared at Xu Taiping very dissatisfiedly:
      ”Little thing, didn’t I tell you not to use this restriction on me? It will damage my destiny .”
      Facing Huang Laodao’s angry gaze, Xu Taiping said neither humbly nor arrogantly:
      ”In my opinion, Senior Huang, your destiny is not worth a penny in front of the lives of my friends!”
      ”Without you, we can still kill that demonic beast!”
    Huang Laodao didn’t listen to a word of Xu Taiping’s words. What still surprised him was indistinct destiny on Xu Taiping’s body.
      That’s right, because of the kung fu he cultivated, in Huang Laodao’s eyes, Xu Taiping was different from what everyone present saw.
    In his eyes, Xu Taiping was a blazing golden flame.
      This group of flames was scorching and dazzling.
    Even in the eyes of a cultivator of Huang Laodao’s rank, this was also a first-class qi at least with the posture of ten thousand people.
      But what really caught Huanglao Dao’s attention was not the qi of Xu Taiping himself.
      It was those tiny, individual, various kinds of qi.
      Among them, the larger ones included the golden lotus of Buddhism, the smaller ones included the yin-yang fish of Taoism, and the fists of martial artists.
      But more of them were those tiny, colorless, pale, and dull qi of ordinary bones.
      Huanglao Dao murmured in his heart with a surprised expression:
      He is the leader of the Golden Scale, has countless opportunities, and there are Taoists, Confucian scholars, Buddhists, and even martial arts powerhouses willing to lend him their qi luck, which is normal.
      But so many ordinary bones, how could they lend their qi luck to him?
      And how could they lend their qi luck to him?
      Ordinary bones indeed have their own qi luck, but because their qi luck is too weak to even take care of themselves, let alone lend their qi luck to others?
      However, as he was thinking, Huanglao Dao suddenly thought of a possibility, and a golden light suddenly burst out in his narrowed eyes.
      So much so that when Xu Taiping forcefully used the restriction to make him open the great array, he didn’t have any reaction.
      Boom…
      Just then, Accompanied by a loud noise, this originally dull great array suddenly shone with a brilliant light.
      Along with the great array shining brightly, Xu Taiping himself, as well as the masses of borrowed qi luck around his body, also shone brightly.
      This light started from Xu Taiping’s own qi luck.
      Then came the Dao Sect, the Buddhist Sect, the Confucian Sect, the Five Paths…
      From the beginning to the end, those tens of thousands of points of mortal bone destiny lit up together.
    At this moment, although Xu Taiping was an ordinary mortal bone, his whole body was shining with like that of a god.
      Those groups of borrowed destiny were like stars in the sky, swirling and guarding beside Xu Taiping.
    The Yellow Old Taoist, looking at this scene in front of him then seemed to be a bit out of control in his emotions and kept clapping his hands and said:
      “Magnificent, magnificent!”
      Almost at the same time as he shouted out, the great formation under the six people was completely set in motion.
      In an instant, starting from this great formation, the more than a thousand large and small formations surrounding the Yuanzhu of Western Zhou Dynasty successively shone brightly.
      Viewed from a high altitude, the gray mist Western Zhou with the Yuanzhu as the center was like thousands of cage pillars lit up.
    These cage pillars kept extending and bending upwards, and finally connected together, turning into a birdcage composed of thousands of large formations completely enclosing the gray mist area where the Yuanzhu was located.
      Seeing this scene, even the well-informed Qingtong Evil Monarch couldn’t help but exclaim: “Who on earth has such a great handwriting and can lay out such a large number of top-quality great formations?”
      What made him and Xu Taiping, who was not far away, gape in astonishment was.
      The changes of this great formation had not yet ended.
      After that huge birdcage appeared, one ancient god statue after another successively appeared around that birdcage.
    Then, in the midst of angry shouts of the gods, the brilliant flying swords, the golden and dazzling Buddha’s hands, and countless Confucian true words successively appeared above the birdcage.
      Immediately afterwards, in a series of “rumbling” cracking sounds, the flying swords, Buddha’s hands, and countless Confucian true words fell from the sky like raindrops.
      ”Bang!…”
      Finally, in a deafening tremor, most of the gray fog around the Yuanzhu was blasted away, and its figure also shrank several times in an instant.
    Those original “flailing” tentacles were chopped off countless times by the falling Taoist sword shadows, and finally made its faintly shows huge body look more and more like a tree.
      It was only at this time that the terrifying momentum of this great formation, like an ebbing tide, slowly dissipated.
      But even though thesmellof the great formation weakened, those one after another ancient god statues did not completely dissipate, but only became a little transparent.
    Then, the world was deathly silent.
    Even the always faintly shows and uncomfortable mellof the Yuanzhu dissipated completely at this time.
      First, the voice of Yunhe Zhenjun rang in everyone’s ears——
      “We later demon slayers also call this nameless great formation the Myriad Gods Formation.”
      “It’s not because this great formation has the power of myriad gods, but to commemorate the more than ten thousand cultivators who died one after another in this formation in order to perfect it.”
      “In the eyes of us later demon slayers, these more than ten thousand dead cultivators are not like gods, but better than gods!”

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