Zhong Yi pinched his chin, speculated for a while, and then smiled disapprovingly.

"However, with the strength of those demon cultivators, they only dare to bully Qi Linking and Foundation Establishment disciples, and would never dare to bully Jindan stage cultivators."

"Besides, even if they dare to come, how many demonic cultivators can be my opponents? Hahahaha..."

"Uh...why are you two looking at me like that...?"

Zhong Yi was halfway through laughing when he stood there awkwardly.

"Brother Zhong, please wait a minute. I'll send a message to Master and Brother Zhou..."

Even someone as honest as Mu Yawen had to take out his own jade slip for transmitting sound.

Lu Ze couldn't help but panic.

Zhong Yi had a lot of experience in the fantasy world, but when the real person suddenly opened his mouth, he shuddered.

He soon realized that this was not an illusion.

Zhong Yi's crow's mouth is like a tiger's mouth, and only in the illusion world, the success rate of poisonous milk is particularly high.

However, the system had already reminded him that the demons had already ambushed him.

So this is really not Zhong Yi’s fault.

But after this incident, poor Senior Brother Zhong might really start to doubt his own Holy Word Spiritual Roots...

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at the same time.

In the secret territory of the western border of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

A group of demonic monks dressed in black are busy in the secret realm.

The hard spikes and the stone steps made of special materials are covered with densely packed runes.

Several monks who specialized in secret realm crafting were frantically engraving various runes and formations.

"Can these traps really injure a Jindan-stage cultivator?"

The leading demon leader asked cautiously again.

"Captain Liu, don't worry... This is an exclusive trap manual I bought from a casual cultivator at the market for a large sum of money!"

Standing next to the little leader, the sharp-nosed and monkey-faced confidant confidently took out an ancient book that looked very old.

"Think about it, when it was first made, with your skills, didn't you get hit too?"

After hearing this, Liu Dumu felt a little relieved.

Not long ago, they received a tip-off.

The five major sects will conduct trials for their core disciples in this secret realm.

Everyone here is a leader of the previous generation and a genius of the future!

Before this, they only took action occasionally, which was to ambush disciples who were out for trials to link Qi or build their foundation.

There are many such operations, and there are always escorts every time.

It has been many days since we carried out such an attack.

A Jindan stage cultivator is nothing in the righteous path.

But in the magic world where talents are scarce, the leader is only at the level of Golden Core and Nascent Soul.

Originally they didn't dare to do this.

Recently they got an ancient book of traps called "If You Are a Monk, Go Down a Hundred Floors", which records various very insidious traps!

Furthermore, this secret treasure land of the Heavenly Dao has restrictions that limit one's physical movements.

This creates a golden opportunity for them!

Their plan was not simple.

Ambush in the treasure land and design the trap in advance.

There are restrictions that restrict your movements near the treasure land, and there are traps full of deadly intentions!

Simply put, it is a perfect method!

Those spikes made of special materials and engraved with runes cannot be destroyed by Jindan stage cultivators.

If you hit it, you will either die or be crippled!

Even if those who came were cultivators in the late Jindan stage, they would definitely not be able to resist their siege if they were injured!

“Hehehe…”

Thinking of this, Liu Dumu laughed grimly.

"How much can the flesh and blood of a Jindan stage cultivator increase my cultivation?"

"I'm looking forward to it! I'm looking forward to it!!"