A cultivator had just attempted to attack the crescent moon hanging high in the sky with a flying sword.

  Unexpectedly, this move seemed to anger those seemingly gentle and harmless halos! First, a halo suddenly enveloped him, and as soon as it landed on him, it tightened fiercely. No one expected that these seemingly fragile halos would contain such astonishing power!

  With a single stroke, the sword cultivator let out a blood-curdling scream, his eyes rolled back, and he fell into a stiff unconsciousness.

  Just as everyone was in a state of shock, a black and gold rope suddenly fell from the sky and wrapped around the cultivator who had fainted.

  "Knocked out, judgment failed, exit the contest."

  A bland voice sounded in everyone's ears and immediately fell silent.

  Everyone knows that this is the hidden judge taking action, saving this cultivator. The last round of judges who didn't know were all Golden Dan period cultivators, and as soon as they took action, they showed their extraordinary abilities. The crowd was still confused about the formation, but they seemed to be able to come and go freely.

  Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. On the boundary, although the Golden Elixir stage and the Condensing Pulse stage cultivators were only one level apart, their actual strength and power differed by an unknown number of tens of thousands of miles!

  For these cultivators in the Condensing Pulse stage, achieving the Golden Elixir is their dream. However, this hurdle is difficult, but they also deeply understand that. The Condensing Pulse stage is considered a strong foundation in the Tianyue realm, and only by achieving the Golden Elixir can one be considered a high-ranking expert. Every year, countless people retreat in defeat at this hurdle, yet no one will shrink back. If one can pass this hurdle, they can leap to great heights and soar freely in the sky. After that, there is still the extended lifespan of the immortals, who all want to live a little longer.

  But they can only envy for now, after all, they are young and their cultivation is still shallow. Among these hundred cultivators, those who have entered the middle stage of Qi Condensation are only a handful. Moreover, the increase in cultivation becomes more difficult as time goes on, and it's extremely rare to achieve Golden Dan before the age of fifty.

  Zuo Mo also heard the judge's words, but at this moment he didn't have a shred of envy or admiration. He almost burst out in anger! Just now the judge's voice was cold and abrupt, startling him so much that his hand nearly trembled, almost ruining the array he was setting up.

  Fortunately, he exerted his spiritual power and barely managed to steady himself.

  Everything in the formation was under his spiritual cover, and the cultivator who was attacked naturally knew.

  Hehe, this is just the beginning!

  But he didn't look up, he couldn't be distracted.

  There are still six arrays left, and he can complete the Tianhuan Yue Ming Array of 72 arrays!

  Once he completed the 72 Child Array, not only did the array's power increase exponentially, but it also gained a function that greatly interested him - control. Controlling an array was not something he hadn't done before, but those were just simple arrays; such a complex and massive array, he had never controlled before. The difference in power between an array with someone controlling it and one without anyone controlling it was like heaven and earth.

  The key is, if you can control such a large formation, it would be incredibly cool!

  Inside the symbol array, all the top masters are not foolish and have their own small abacus.

  She was stirring up her spiritual power, and a tiny magnetic field formed around her, protecting herself. Luo Li continued his stakeout, although his Void Domain was compressed into a very small range in the large array, he remained motionless. Moreover, his brain had already begun to think about how to expand his Void Domain within the symbol array.

  The two men's defensive counterattack was just a dynamic and static movement.

  The figure darted back and forth in a frantic manner, where was that damned guy hiding?

  While Chang Nuo wandered idly and curiously in the symbol array, Huang Lian Hanzi was also doing the same.

  The ghostly footprints were mysterious and unpredictable, suddenly disappearing and reappearing.

  Only Nán Mén Yáng was roaring with anger, his big sword slicing through the air, swiftly and fiercely slashing towards those halos. No one dared to approach him, looking at Nán Mén Yáng's powerful and unmatched appearance, as well as his crazed and frenzied expression, anyone who got close would probably be chopped down by him in an instant.

  Yu Bai was like a gust of wind, his face pale as he searched for Nanmen Yang's trail within the symbol array.

  It's strange to say that this large array is only over ten acres, but the people in the array seem to be in a vast wilderness. Sometimes they can meet, but more often they can't find each other.

  But compared to the ease of these few cultivators, the slaughter between other cultivators within the Fu Zhen was much more brutal.

  Above the grand formation, in the sky, two judges were chatting and laughing casually, occasionally glancing at the formation. The two judges, one wearing a green Daoist robe with a square scarf on his head, was named Wuling Sanren. The other wore a spiritual armor, majestic and awe-inspiring, his name was Wei Fei, a renowned master of the Tianyue realm.

  "It's not bad, this left Mo is actually to my taste. He's thinking of the 72 Zi array, hum, it can be considered decisive." Wuling Sanren smiled and said: "Although the formation of this array is still very rough, for his foundation period, he can persist in setting up, which makes me look at him with new eyes."

  "Haha!" Wei Fei joked, "Unfortunately, Pei Yuanran and the others won't give this disciple to you. It's a pity, if he could study with you for a few years, the Symbol Array technique, I'm afraid no one among the younger generation would be able to surpass him."

  Wuling Sanren is a rare expert in array techniques among sword cultivators, and Wei Fei has said so.

  The Five Tombs Wanderer shook his head: "Such a talented disciple, which sect wouldn't treasure him like a precious gem?" His words were laced with a hint of desolation. He had long wanted to find a satisfactory disciple, but it had yet to come true. His current disciples studied the sword diligently, but showed no interest in talisman arrays whatsoever. The study of talismans was always the Five Tombs Wanderer's proudest skill, and now he had no one to pass it on to; how could he not be worried?

  If the Wu Kong Jian Men allowed Zuo Mo to join, no matter how much he had to pay, he would be willing. But he knew that this was impossible, even an ordinary sect wouldn't agree, let alone the Wu Kong Jian Men which aimed to restore its former glory?

  The prestige of Bing Xuan's sword was not loud in the ears of ordinary cultivators in Tianyue Realm, but for these Golden Elixir cultivators, no one was unfamiliar.

  "Haha! The loose cultivators don't need to worry either! Although this left Mo will not join another sect, the Empty Sword Sect is also worried to death!" Wei Fei's words were filled with schadenfreude.

  Wei Fei's words aren't wrong at all!

  Bai Yu Ran is now also feeling extremely headache, having turned the situation into this state, he no longer cares about winning or losing. In his view, winning or losing doesn't matter much, but how to deal with that little devil Zuo Mo?

  Without a doubt, after this battle, Zuo Mo's reputation in the formation arrays will reach new heights.

  In their eyes, Lemo was originally a problem youth, extremely troublesome.

  Now this problem boy will become very famous, extremely famous! Thinking that there is a problem boy with great fame, great wealth and high talent in the door, Pei Yuanran feels like a mouse dragging a turtle, unable to make a move!

  He still didn't know that Zuo Mo was so poor he was almost out of money. The spiritual stones Zuo Mo had won last time were a fortune too great, even the leader of a sect like Pei Yuan Ran couldn't imagine that Zuo Mo would spend them all like crazy!

  Zuo Mo's heart was racing, his flesh trembling. Fu Yun Yu was withstanding enormous pressure. He never could have imagined that Nan Men Yang would be like a madman, one sword strike after another, each one fiercer than the last!

  Do you have a grudge against me?

  Zuo Mo had already become enraged. If this continued, it wouldn't be long before the Heaven Ringing Moon Array was really broken by these barbarians through brute force!

  He knew he couldn't keep his head down and lay out the formation like before. If the formation was broken now, then laying it out would have no meaning at all.

  In the Tian Huan Yue Ming formation, Nanmen Yang has already struck out with true fire! He made seven or eight sword moves in a row, but they all dissipated into nothingness, seemingly having no effect on the formation.

  His idea was simple: if he couldn't break this thing, it meant that he hadn't used enough force.

  The south gate is completely out of control!

  His entire body burst forth with golden light, enveloped in a thick and substantial golden aura. Even the large sword was wrapped in a dense, almost tangible golden light. His hair stood on end, making him look like an enraged golden lion.

  His eyes turned into a bright golden color, staring at the halos in the sky above his head.

  As if sensing Nanmen Yang's threat, the originally freely moving halo gathered towards Nanmen Yang's position.

  The momentum released by Nanmen Yang was too strong, like a sun in the dark night.

  Yu Bai's iron-green face turned even greener, his eyes flashing with a chilling light that made one's heart tremble. Without hesitation, he swiftly turned around and flew towards the direction of Nanmen Yang!

  Feeling the astonishing war intent and powerful aura of Nanmen Yang, everyone understood that his next move would surely be earth-shattering!

  "Oh, is it going to be broken?" Zong Mingyan thought somewhat uninterestingly, shaking the plum branch in his hand, perhaps he should go find an opponent.

  Looking for someone? That guy who often appears strong...

  It's not just Zong Mingyan who has this idea, the momentum of Nanmen Yang is really too shocking, even a careless guy like Chang Heng can't help but be moved.

  His face changed drastically!

  It's done!

  Nanmen Yang's next sword move was aimed at her, and she didn't dare to resist its force!

  Even if it were a cultivator within the Symbol Array, none of them would dare to block Nanmen Yang's sword!

  If it's really Ke Mo who lost, his own flying sword...

  The formation is about to collapse...

  She was filled with despair!

  Just then, an unexpected event occurred.

  Roar!

  A thunderous roar of the same intensity erupted within the formation, and a gigantic golden armored giant with an indistinct face descended from the sky, landing heavily in front of Yang.

  Soldier!

  Nanmen Yang raised his golden pupils, grinned, and revealed an unspeakable ferocity. At this moment, he was completely consumed by madness, and anyone who appeared in front of him would be torn to shreds in the first instant!

  "Get out!"

  His voice was like a lion's roar, the southern gate's Yang Nu's eyes were wide open with anger, his whole body's golden light suddenly became even more intense, his two hands tightly grasped the giant sword, and he fiercely chopped at the symbol soldiers.

  Fubing felt the war intent and threat of Nangmen Yang, his blurry face revealing a pair of eyes.

  Apathetic and oppressive eyes!

  Symbols all over his body lit up like earthworms, his thick left leg stomped heavily, the ground shook, and his right leg retreated silently. His right fist somehow appeared on his chest side. His lower body formed a bow step, and his right fist, like an arrow shot out, met the golden sword light, and struck heavily!

  "I was born for battle!"

  A low and solemn voice, like a muffled thunder rolling over the low-hanging clouds.

  A solid golden light fist shot out of his hand, as if a heavy hammer, with momentum like a running thunder!

  Golden Sword VS Golden Light Fist!