Just when several people were about to break through, Lin Zixian threw three gas explosion talismans behind him. Under the powerful shock wave of the gas explosion talismans, Jiang Feng, who was at the back of the team, and the monster were pushed back to the center of the monster!
The others were shocked. This Lin Zixian was indeed despicable.
Hu Lifeng said: "Everyone says that the demons are cruel and ruthless, but today I see that the human race is not a good bird either."
Although several people were dissatisfied, they did not stop and fled forward quickly.
At this time, Jiang Feng was already in the center of the beast tide. He kept dodging the monster's attacks. After a while, Jiang Feng smiled slightly and said, "We should be far away now. It's time." Then he took out the Jiuhua Pagoda.
As soon as the Jiuhua Tower appeared, the monsters and beasts around it began to tremble, and some of them started to flee.
Jiang Feng controlled the Jiuhua Tower to grow rapidly and flew above the monster. The Jiuhua Tower was filled with golden light, and the monster covered by the golden light was absorbed into it after struggling for a moment.
About two hours later, Jiang Feng looked around and saw no more monsters!
Jiang Feng retracted the Jiuhua Pagoda and observed it. Currently, there were approximately 1,000 demon beasts on the first floor, all in the Foundation Establishment stage. On the second floor, there were over 200 beasts, all in the Golden Core stage. What a formidable force! Imagine how terrifying these beasts would become once their power increased in the future!
Jiang Feng looked in the direction they were fleeing, activated the Qingyun Jue's hidden energy, and chased after them. "Lin Zixian, wait and see how I'm going to kill you in this secret realm!"
After walking for half an hour, Jiang Feng came upon a magnificent palace. It was imposing and majestic. Its entirety was a mysterious purple, shrouded in a hazy aura. At the palace's entrance stood two enormous stone lions, so lifelike they seemed poised to spring to life. Above the gate hung a plaque inscribed with the ancient seal characters "Purple Sky Palace."
Looking into the palace, I saw a vast interior, lined with seven treasure chests of varying styles. In the center stood a high platform, upon which sat a bronze mirror, its surface gleaming with a strange light. Seven humanoid puppets stood around the mirror, clearly indicating a powerful formation.
There were a few people discussing something outside the formation, and Jiang Feng certainly knew these people.
Jiang Feng was not in a hurry to expose himself, but watched the changes that followed!
Liu Jian spoke first, "If we want to obtain the treasures in this formation, we must first find a way to break it. What are your suggestions?"
Among the group, Hu Lifeng, a demon from the demon clan, had the deepest knowledge of formations. He thought for a moment and said, "This formation is quite mysterious. It's a defensive formation with seven key points. All it takes is seven people activating their energy simultaneously to prevent the spiritual energy within the formation from intersecting. This formation can be broken."
At this time, Wang Man said: "Seven people? We only have six of us now. What should we do? The beast tide should have saved the young man from Tianbao Pavilion just now..."
Everyone was complaining one after another, and no one wanted to miss such a good opportunity.
At this moment, Jiang Feng stumbled into the hall. As soon as he entered the hall, he spit out a mouthful of blood, looking extremely tragic. Of course, this was all Jiang Feng pretending!
When they saw Jiang Feng was still alive, they were delighted and quickly surrounded him. Wang Man put a healing pill into Jiang Feng's mouth, allowing him to recover quickly.
After a while, Jiang Feng opened his eyes and started cursing: "Lin Zixian, I'll fuck your ancestors, you despicable villain, did your mother forget to look at the time when she gave birth to you?" Jiang Feng cursed happily.
When Lin Zixian heard Jiang Feng's insults, he immediately became furious. He raised the sword in his hand and slashed at Jiang Feng. When the sword was one meter away from Jiang Feng, it was blocked by a red umbrella.
The one who attacked was none other than Hu Lihai of the Demon Clan. Hu Lifeng stepped forward and angrily shouted, "What are you going to do? This brother is talking about this. Besides, it takes seven people to break this formation, you pig-brained one..."
Liu Jian then walked over and gave Lin Zixian a look: "Zixian, don't be impulsive. You were wrong just now. Why don't you apologize to your fellow Taoist?"
Wang Man looked at Jiang Feng and asked, "What's your name, fellow Daoist? You actually managed to escape from that beast tide. You're quite capable."
Jiang Feng smiled and said, "Call me Shadow! Mr. Lin, I'll wait for your apology." Then he raised his head.
Lin Zixian was dissatisfied with what he said, but there was nothing he could do. He bowed and said, "Fellow Daoist, it was Zixian who was wrong before. I hope you will put aside the past grudges and forgive me." After saying that, he decided not to let Jiang Feng go out alive.
Hu Lifeng then recounted the details of how he broke the formation. Jiang Feng asked, "Let me be frank. How are the treasures distributed? Don't let the formation break and turn your back on us."
Hu Lifeng was the first to speak: "This is easy. There are seven treasure chests in total, one for each of us. If anyone wants to take it, we will kill him together. As for the mirror, it is just a formation tool of this formation. It will naturally disappear once the formation is broken. It is not a treasure." It's true that Hu Lifeng has some attainments in formations.
As they spoke, they walked towards their respective formation centers. Under Hu Lifeng's command, they began to break the formation. As the seven people continued to inject spiritual energy, the light of the formation gradually faded. A moment later, with a roar, the light disappeared and the formation was broken.
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