"what?"
The three people who were named turned around subconsciously and looked at Song Hansheng at the same time.
Song Hansheng was silent for a while, then said faintly: "You three make me feel sick."
The three people who were in cahoots with each other: "..."
"Tsk, isn't it just a sacrifice?" Ming Xuan was more open-minded than him, and smiled brightly: "If that disciple likes me, I will go."
Ye Qiao insisted, "Besides, that's Penglai, they have money."
"Impossible." He defended his innocence desperately, "Do you think I'm short of money?"
"Okay, okay, okay." They said a few perfunctory words to Song Hansheng, and seeing that Song Hansheng really had no intention of seducing them, they could only regretfully give up the idea of using this shortcut to obtain information.
They came to Penglai for the rare spiritual plants that were everywhere. Under the leadership of the disciple from Penglai Island, the group rested for a while and then prepared to head towards the inner area.
Chu Ling was familiar with the roads in this area and led them to avoid the attacks of the spiritual plants.
Chu Ling walked a few steps and thought: "Someone seems to have broken in?"
"It seems that you guys do have some skills."
He was able to break through the barrier and get in.
A group of people stepped into Penglai one after another, and their speed increased simultaneously, wanting to see who broke in and got the largest spiritual vein.
At the same time, he had some guesses in his mind that it should be the talisman practitioners from Yueqing Sect who broke through the formation and entered.
Qin Huai's face didn't look good. If the Yueqing Sect's people got in, it meant that the Changming Sect's people also got in. The two sects were cooperative sects.
Zhai Chen quickly made hand gestures to break the formation, and then ran in to attack Zhou Xingyun of Changming Sect. He broke the formation and successfully entered the inner circle with Zhou Xingyun. Both of them didn't waste any words, and after entering the inner circle, they began to look for spiritual veins.
Mu Chongxi was not so lucky as to meet the talisman cultivator from Yueqing Sect. He was blocked at the center of the formation and was locked up together with Duan Hengdao.
The two glared at each other several times.
They looked at each other, then laughed for a moment.
"How do we get out?" Before this, the two of them had fought passionately with each other, and in the blink of an eye they were locked up. Duan Hengdao studied the barrier in front of him for a moment and became discouraged: "It seems to be an eight trigrams formation. We need to let the talisman cultivator come and break it."
As the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise. The two monks, one practicing weapon and the other practicing sword, were completely confused.
“How about…” Mu Chongxi was eager to try: “I’ll try to split it with my sword?”
Duan Hengdao said quietly, "I advise you not to do this..." Because as far as he knew, the formations all had backlash effects. If he couldn't break them, he would be backlashed.
But it was too late for him to speak, because Mu Chongxi, who was impulsive, had already flown up with the sword in hand.
The Chaoxi sword was unsheathed, emitting a dazzling red light, and the sword was slashed down with force, hitting the barrier with a crisp collision sound.
Duan Hengdao narrowed his eyes subconsciously.
Then, Mu Chongxi successfully spat out a mouthful of blood after being attacked by the barrier. He wiped the blood, but didn't care much about it. He muttered a few words of doubt about his life, "Why can't I split it?"
"Ah." Duan Hengdao scratched his head and looked at him stupidly: "Doesn't it hurt?"
Or maybe sword cultivators are just thick-skinned and tough, and they can act like nothing happened after vomiting so many times. They can just take a pill and continue to smash the barrier.
Mu Chongxi answered honestly: "It's okay. Our training is much more brutal than this." Although he didn't vomit blood, the repeated beatings really hurt! ! In comparison, the backlash seemed very ordinary.
Duan Hengdao also had a spiritual weapon. After seeing the sword cultivator's indomitable spirit, he stood in awe and cheered up: "I'll come too."
No matter what, we have to get out first, otherwise how can we fight for the spiritual vein?
It's not just the two of them who are trapped, except for Zhou Xingyun who is lucky enough to meet Fu Xiu. Of course, even if you meet him, it depends on whether Fu Xiu is willing to take you there. A sect like Yueqing Sect that puts profit above all else will only open the formation for their allies. Chengfeng Sect and Bishui Sect can only watch Changming Sect and Yueqing Sect pass by leisurely.
"We can't get out in this lifetime, right? From now on, our world will be just this little piece of land." Miaomiao stuck to the barrier, squeezed out a little flesh on her face, and stretched out her voice, "Yeah yeah~"
It's like he's been locked up and driven crazy.
Shen Ziwei: “…” I was locked up with a madman late at night, who would understand?
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