C152 Transformational Immortal Slaying Sword Formation

Outside the Green Cloud Mountain, the atmosphere was tense.

Two different auras slowly gathered together. One could vaguely see the two magnificent formations competing with each other.

Within the sword formation's cube world, Ling Jian sat cross-legged like an old monk meditating. He sat upright on the illusory sword aura, his expression was cold and his eyes