I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Yan Xiu was shocked when he heard this.

"Oops!"

Judging from what Sang Qingshan said, he would definitely take this opportunity to launch a massive attack on the Yuan Dynasty.

Even if he didn't take advantage of the opportunity to add insult to injury, he wouldn't be able to hold out in this formation for long.

Without him in charge, the Yuan Dynasty was just a lamb to be slaughtered in the eyes of Lingxu Palace, and there was no way to resist it at all.

But he was trapped here and couldn't move. Just fighting against this formation had already exhausted all his strength. Escaping was just a pipe dream.

When he thought of this, a surge of anger rose in his heart, and the circulation of spiritual energy in his body involuntarily accelerated a lot.

The power of heaven and earth felt as if it had been provoked, and thus increased its strength, making Yan Xiu feel even more exhausted.

Yan Xiu began to look at this strange formation of heaven and earth.

At this moment, I am in a basin surrounded by mountains, and a thin mist is floating in the air like a veil.

On the mountain, strange characters covered with moss are shining, emitting a mysterious aura.

Yan Xiu only took a glance at the strange characters, and he felt dizzy and his spiritual power almost collapsed.

He was startled and quickly turned his eyes away.

This formation is so mysterious that I can hardly bear to even take a look at it, let alone escape.

The sun above our heads gradually sets, and the surrounding environment is gradually submerged in the hazy night.

Until the thick dark clouds slowly drifted away, a bright moon hung high in the sky, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on everything, coating it with a layer of silver.

After an unknown amount of time, the unchanging scenery finally underwent some changes.

The area in front of Yan Xiu suddenly became blurry, and finally turned into a mirror, with tiny ripples on the surface.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of shouting and killing were heard from the mirror.

"Leave no one behind!"

Yan Xiu raised his head with difficulty and looked at the mirror.

What comes into view is the scene inside Longyin Valley.

Countless disciples of Lingxu Palace poured into the valley, killing anyone they saw regardless of gender, age or status. For a while, cries of grief and begging for mercy were heard everywhere.

Just a quarter of an hour later, the entire Longyin Valley was a river of blood and corpses were everywhere.

Liu Wuyan has recovered from his injuries and is fighting with several elders from Lingxu Palace.

Behind him, the seriously injured Dragon Roar Valley Master and a group of elders all looked pale.

At this moment, a cold light filled with murderous intent suddenly lit up and headed straight towards the third princess Tang Shuang.

Liu Wuyan's face changed drastically when he saw this. He pushed everyone away with his sword and tried to get help, but was blocked by the disciples of Lingxu Palace who suddenly appeared.

In the end, he could only watch as Tang Shuang was pierced through the body by the cold light, fell to the ground, and died.

"Shuang'er!"

Liu Wuyan cried out in grief. The Thousand Machine Sword Technique was running at its peak and even his body could not bear it. Fresh red blood began to flow from his seven orifices.

"Come die!"

He shouted loudly and controlled hundreds of swords to kill the disciples of Lingxu Palace.

However, before the Thousand Machine Sword Technique could make any move, Liu Wuyan's whole body suddenly trembled, and he lowered his head with difficulty, his eyes full of disbelief.

A bloody hand passed through his chest, and in the palm of his hand lay the steaming, still beating heart.

"puff!"

Sang Qingshan slapped Liu Wuyan into a bloody mist with one palm, his face full of sorrow.

"Did you see that, Dao Zun? You killed my disciple that day, and today I will pay you back with blood!"

Yan Xiu, who was trapped and unable to move, watched this scene with bloodshot eyes.

A terrifying murderous aura burst out from his whole body, his long hair danced wildly, and even the whole world was affected and began to shake constantly.

"Sang Qingshan, I want you to die!"

Yan Xiu made a beast-like sound from his throat, roaring hysterically.

But the massacre in the mirror continued.

After Lingxu Palace massacred more than a thousand people in Longyin Valley, they then killed more than one million people in Jinyang City.

All of a sudden, the whole city was on fire. Countless people on the street were panicked and rushed to the city gates.

Behind them, corpses were lying on the wide street, blood dyed the entire street red, and the air was filled with choking smoke and a strong smell of blood.

The inhumane massacre lasted for several days.

Until there was no living creature left in the entire Jinyang City and it had completely turned into a dead city, Lingxu Palace set the city on fire.

Yan Xiu's eyes were bloodshot and his teeth were clenched with a clicking sound.

He attacked all around frantically, like a wild beast out of control, as if he had completely lost his mind.

It was a pity that his attack fell into the formation like a drop in the ocean, without any movement at all.

It was not until Yan Xiu smashed the mirror that appeared in front of him with a punch that the horrific scene disappeared from his sight.

"Sang Qingshan, after I escape, I will destroy Lingxu Palace and cut you into pieces!"

Yan Xiu's voice filled with anger and hatred echoed, shaking the surrounding mountains and causing rocks to roll down.

This time he went down the mountain in person. Although he left a clone to guard Fuzhen Temple, the clone only had one tenth of his own strength. It was still unknown whether he could stop Sang Qingshan.

I just regret that this strange formation of heaven and earth is too mysterious and I cannot comprehend it, and thus I cannot escape.

Just like this, spring goes and autumn comes, and it is the midwinter season again.

Yan Xiu has been trapped here for a full year.

During this year, he was constantly consumed by the power of heaven and earth in the strange formation, and the spiritual power in his body that was originally as surging as the sea almost shrank to the size of a stream.

If this continues, within half a year, he will be worn out to death by this formation.

Fortunately, Yan Xiu did not just sit there and wait for death.

He slowly opened his eyes and snapped his fingers several times.

Suddenly, several streams of light shot out from his fingertips, shot towards somewhere, and disappeared into the void.

During this entire year, he spent day and night trying to comprehend this strange formation of heaven and earth, trying to find a way to break the formation and escape.

Just after he sent out a few streaks of light, the circulation of the power of heaven and earth in the strange formation obviously slowed down.

"It really works."

Yan Xiu's eyes lit up and a look of joy appeared on his face.

At first, he wanted to break it with brute force, but he didn't expect that all his moves were swallowed up by the formation and turned into his own power source.

As one side gained strength while the other side lost strength, Yan Xiu no longer dared to act rudely and just sat there quietly.

He adjusted his breathing, forced himself not to think about other things, and gradually entered a state of selflessness.

He sat like this like an old monk for several months. He felt as if he had become one with the world and could sense subtle changes around him.

Yan Xiu raised his hand again, a ray of bright light condensed in his palm. He aimed at a certain place and slapped it suddenly.

The brilliant spiritual light pierced through the void and rushed forward with a fierce momentum.

After a muffled sound was heard, the operation of the formation slowed down a lot.

"With such hard work, one day I will be able to break this formation."

Just when Yan Xiu was happy that he had made some progress in breaking the formation, a long-unseen change occurred before his eyes again.