Up and down, twisting and turning, Xiao Hua and Huang Ming flew at low altitude in the Thousand Needles Earth Forest for about six or seven minutes. When they flew to a hilly place where the earth pillars were relatively sparse, a sound of thousands of miles suddenly sounded in their ears. Sound transmission.
"Two fellow Baiyi Taoists, the monks from Purple Mountain in Daxia Realm are here to do business, please get out of here quickly."
"Monks from Purple Mountain in Daxia? Damn, they are actually from Daxia. They are monks from Daxia."
Xiao Hua was a little excited, feeling as if a comrade who had been separated for many years finally found the organization.
Huang Ming was not very excited. He was worried that he would be regarded as a murderer and a treasure hunter.
"They warned us, what should we do? Should we go or not?"
"Go, you've already come here, why don't you go? Let's slow down a little and communicate with them from a distance first. If the other party is hostile, then we won't go there."
Xiao Hua still felt like going, so the two of them lowered their speed and continued flying towards the monks.
After flying for about more than a minute, I could already see the monks in the distance with the naked eye. These people were wearing robes and had buns on their heads. They were really similar to the ancient Chinese people in Xiao Lingtian.
Xiao Hua and Huang Ming stopped flying and stopped under a red earth pillar a few hundred meters away.
As soon as the two of them stopped, another sound transmission sounded in their ears, but this time the tone was a little unkind.
"Two fellow Baiyi Taoists, the monks from Purple Mountain in Daxia Realm are here to do business, please get out of here quickly."
"Fellow Taoists, we are not Baiyi people, we are also Daxia monks."
Xiao Hua replied excitedly. He had the feeling that a fellow villager would burst into tears when he saw a fellow villager.
"Are you Daxia monks? May I ask what sect you two belong to? Why are you here?"
"We are..., uh, we..."
Xiao Hua didn't know how to answer it. This was not Xiao Lingtian. They knew nothing about some immortal cultivation sects in Daxia.
"We are casual cultivators in Daxia," Huang Ming replied.
He and Xiao Hua were casual cultivators in Xiaolingtian before. Since we don't know what sects there are in Daxia, it is safer to say that casual cultivators are safer.
"Rogue cultivator? What is a rogue cultivator? What kind of sect are you?" The other party was a little unhappy.
"Ah, they don't know about casual cultivators?"
Xiao Hua and Huang Ming looked at each other in surprise, how come these people don't even know about casual cultivators? Do all the monks here have sects?
But now that everything has been said, we can only continue to make it up.
"Uh, we are, we are casual cultivators from Qiuye Valley," Xiao Hua said casually.
"Autumn Leaf Valley? What is your relationship with Red Maple Valley?" the other party asked.
"Well, Autumn Leaf Valley is a branch of Red Maple Valley. Because there are very few people, it is also called rogue cultivator."
Xiao Hua started to talk nonsense, but this guy has never done MLM before, how can he be so good at making it up?
"Is it a branch of Red Maple Valley? Well, okay, but please stay where you are and don't act rashly."
"Damn it, they still don't believe us, what should we do?" Huang Ming was a little unhappy.
"It's okay, it just so happens that we can observe it first. Hey, don't you think their formation is very special?"
Xiao Hua didn't care. After all, they were killing high-level beasts, and they were strangers, so they would definitely have concerns.
So instead of paying attention, Xiao Hua became interested in a magic circle those people were operating.
Speaking of which, this ordinary magic formation is just like a trap. It needs to arrange the formation flag array in advance and use spirit stones to drive it, such as Xiao Hua's "Tiangan Liujia Formation".
There are also magic arrays that do not use spirit stones but are driven by mana, such as Xiao Hua's "Little Four Elephants Demon Subduing Array".
However, both formations require setting up the formation flag array in advance, but the formations these people are operating are different from Xiao Hua's two formations.
On the contrary, it is a bit like the magic circle used by the three heroes of Wawu to trap and kill the silk-winged demon moth in the "Shennongjia Secret Realm". The formation flags and formation disks are not fixed, and are all controlled by manpower on the spot.
Xiao Hua noticed that there were six monks in the early stage of the Golden Core, each holding a yellow formation flag and running in a circle.
As they ran, the formation flags in their hands continued to emit wisps of golden smoke clouds. These smoke clouds gathered in the air, then fell to the ground and turned into a golden light mask with a diameter of tens of meters.
There are two middle-stage Jindan monks standing opposite each other in the light mask, holding white and black formation disks high respectively, and are urging the formation disks to spray black and white thick smoke towards the ground.
Thick smoke filled the entire ground of the magic circle. It was distinct in black and white and looked like two upside-down water droplets, much like a Tai Chi.
There are two savage beasts in the magic circle, a level 5 one has fallen to the ground and is far apart, and a level 6 one is still trapped and still fighting, and these two savage beasts are exactly the kind of tough-skinned beasts that Xiao Hua and the others encountered before. Jackal beast.
The level six jackal beast was scarred and was running around in the Yin Yang Tai Chi pattern, but how the array attacked and changed, Xiao Hua and Huang Ming couldn't see it.
This is for sure. The mystery of the magic circle is originally inaccessible to others except the operator. Otherwise, if you look at it a few times, then this magic circle will be of little use to you.
But at this moment, the golden mask of the magic circle suddenly became no longer transparent, and Xiao Hua and Huang Ming disappeared. It seemed that the person who controlled the magic circle did not want outsiders to watch, and deliberately turned off the transparency of the magic circle. .
After waiting for nearly ten minutes, the monks who controlled the magic circle stopped sweating profusely, and the golden light shield began to slowly disappear. It seemed that the sixth-level hard-skinned jackal beast was dead.
Xiao Hua shook his head: "What kind of broken magic circle is this? You have to run and control it? If the level of the jackal beast was higher, it is estimated that it has not been killed, and the people outside who control the magic circle will have to be tired first. Damn, it seems that this kind of magic circle can only deal with enemies of the same level."
"You don't care whether it's scientific or not? What should we do now? The monster is dead and we can't get through it."
Huang Ming was not interested in the battle method, so he asked.
"Go, why don't you go? Let's go over and talk to them."
After Xiao Hua finished speaking, he pushed the five thunder beads under his feet and flew slowly towards the group of monks who had killed the beasts and were fanning the wind and drinking water.
Two people came out from the crowd to greet them. They were the two middle-stage Jindan monks who had previously controlled the array.
One of them is an old man, about seventy years old, six feet tall, wearing a nine-beam scarf on his head and a blue preaching robe.
Wearing white silk stockings and climbing shoes, water and fire silk ribbons with double tassels, a square face with bright white eyes, eyes like stars, eyebrows with eight-color eyebrows, a straight nose, a square mouth, red lips and white teeth, three locks of silver beard on the chest, and a swing of a bamboo stick floating in the air.
The other is a middle-aged man, seven feet tall, with a slim waist, shoulders clasped, and a face like a crown jewel. He has high cheekbones and big eyes, which stare and turn around.
This guy wears a martial arts turban on his head, with gold edges and gold threads embroidered with broken chrysanthemums. He wears a purple bundt, a cross-loop hero belt, and double hanging lantern spikes.
Wearing a plain white satin arrow-sleeved robe with three clusters of flowers embroidered on it, riding crotch trousers, Dengyun moccasins, and a sheathed bronze demon-slaying sword slung around his waist.
