Looking at the traces on the ground, Wen Yinghan squatted down and gently touched the soil with his hand.
"The soil here is obviously wetter than the soil in other places around here. There is a high possibility of a cave underneath!"
Jiang Li took out a formation plate from his arms, placed it on the ground, and made a hand gesture, and a trap formation was formed.
"Be careful. The existence of the cave cannot have only one passage. If there are multiple monks below, there may be even more passages. Pay attention to the surrounding terrain and rock and soil materials. Find other passages and seal them one by one, leaving only one passage."
A cunning rabbit has three burrows, let alone an experienced monk.
Others moved quickly to spread out in all directions.
Yin Baizhou reminded.
"Don't spread out too far, work in pairs. If anything seems off, send a message! Don't try to be brave, safety comes first!"
Even if they have the upper hand now, even rabbits will bite when they are cornered.
What's more, I have finally managed to survive, and I can't let myself be brought down by the monks of the Holy King Palace at the last moment.
"good!"
Shen Qingyi and Jiang Miaoyu were in a group, leaning against the rock wall to feel the surrounding soil.
Jiang Miaoyu's sword rested on the scorched soil.
Makes a soft grinding sound.
Suddenly, they both stopped.
"There's something strange about this stone wall."
There is a Gobi desert half a person's height. On the surface, there seems to be nothing wrong, but there seems to be a lot more sand around it.
According to the wind direction in the morning and evening in the green rock-free area, even if there is sand accumulation in the Gobi Desert at this time, it should be in one direction, but here it is accumulated on both sides.
"The sand on the ground is relatively soft and easily blown away by the wind, but the material of the stone walls is different. Many of the stone walls here contain minerals, which are heavier than the sand and gravel on the ground. If someone chiseled a hole in this stone wall, the sand and gravel on the stone wall would splash onto the ground, forming small mounds like these in two directions."
If you don't pay attention, you won't see anything, but the group deliberately entered the green rock-free area and made sufficient preparations.
Naturally, some details were not overlooked.
The two men looked at each other and struck the stone wall with their swords.
“Crack!”
With a crisp sound, the surface of the stone wall shattered, revealing a small hole inside.
Looking at the faint ripples of the formation above, neither of them took any action to avoid alerting the enemy.
After sending a message to the other monks, the two set up a trap at the entrance of the cave.
Then go to the next place.
And under the ground where they were standing, there was a group of monks sitting or lying there.
"Damn it! So many days have passed! Are we really going to stay in this cave forever?"
The monk who was speaking had a bad temper. Not only was he bad tempered, but all the monks in their group were bad tempered.
After all, they were followers, but their candidate was killed, so they fled all the way here and have been hiding in this cave for almost a month.
Although the Nascent Soul cultivators have already been practicing fasting, they don’t have to worry about starving to death.
But everyone couldn't help but feel irritated.
Not to mention the candidate's death, they also want to know what the situation is like outside.
Did the Holy King Palace really give up resistance completely? What about the Immortal Alliance?
Although they are just followers, they also know that the Holy King Palace has many interests involved with the Immortal Alliance in the Immortal Realm, and even have a lot of cooperation both openly and secretly.
For the sake of their own interests, shouldn't those immortal world and immortal alliance monks be so quiet?
The monk who was meditating with his eyes closed was a little annoyed by his nagging and suddenly opened his eyes.
"No matter what, the best thing for us to do right now is to wait here and see what happens. It would be best if we wait until the Fallen Angel Realm closes and we can get out safely!"
"But……"
"No buts! If you don't want to lose your life, and don't want those treasures in your hands to be given away to others, then sit down peacefully. If you really can't concentrate on practicing, just close your eyes and go to sleep!"
"Then...then I'd better practice."
When a monk is practicing, a long time may pass by in the blink of an eye. This shouldn't make him feel too uncomfortable, right?
He didn't know why, but he still felt uneasy and couldn't calm down, let alone practice.
He felt that if he continued to practice with this mentality, he would most likely go astray.
But he didn't dare to disturb other cultivators' practice, so he could only sit there frustrated.
"How about it?"
The group of people on the ground had blocked all the exits within the radius of the large formation, leaving only one entrance.
Ten people nodded.
"There are formations left at the exits now. If they want to escape from there, they will be blocked by the formations."
Wen Yinghan looked at Shen Qingyi and handed Shen Qingyi a control stone for the formation.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, I'll trouble you from now on."
Shen Qingyi's ability in talisman formations was witnessed by everyone.
If it is a single trapping and killing array, it may not be strong enough.
If those people were to escape at all costs, they would have to spend more effort to kill them, and they might also alert the monks of the Holy King Palace in other places.
Shen Qing nodded, took the formation control stone, poured the spiritual power in his hand into the control stone, and made hand gestures with his right hand.
While drawing the talisman in the void, she threw several control stones into the air.
The control stone emitting a faint light rotated rapidly. When the talismans merged with them, they fell in different directions and formed a talisman array again.
Shen Qingyi strengthened a few more talisman formations before stopping.
Yun Feng rubbed his hands excitedly.
"We're finally getting started!"
Wu Yue took out the poison that had been distributed in advance and kicked Yun Feng.
"Be careful!"
“I know! I know!”
The group decided to use water for the first test.
They poured water spiritual power carrying poison into the pot through several channels.
Several people manipulated the water spiritual power.
The people with their eyes closed underground were unaware of the danger.
Until the leading monk suddenly opened his eyes.
"Did you hear anything?"
The monk, who was already very annoyed, turned his head and looked at him.
"What's that sound?"
The leading monk frowned and twitched his ears.
"Clatter, clatter."
There was a faint sound of crashing, as if coming towards them from different directions.
"That's the sound of running water... Oh no! Everyone, be alert! Get up quickly!"
A group of monks from the Holy King Palace were awakened by his loud shout. They all stood up and looked around.
"The sound of running water? Where is the water? It can't be underground water..."
"Idiot! The Green Rock Land is dry year-round and has a unique geology, not much different from the Flame Sword Forest. How could there be underground water? Everyone, be careful, our tracks might be exposed!"
I just don't know why the monks above used water when they discovered them... Can ordinary water drown a Nascent Soul monk?
Ordinary water definitely won’t work! But what if it’s not ordinary water?!
The leading monk's pupils suddenly shrank.
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