Of course, the first to arrive was a most special "visitor".
Everyone in the distance saw a red spiritual light coming straight towards them...or in the direction of the traction talisman controlled by Zhenjun Yuanheng.
The traction talisman controlled by True Lord Yuanheng that suddenly stagnated was not known to be attracted again or found the motivation to start again. It struggled violently in True Lord Yuanheng's spiritual prison circle, as if desperately trying to break free.
Could it be that these traction talismans still pull each other, or are these traction talismans meant to pull each other. At present, Ning Xia and others are a little confused about the purpose of this strange "farce".
But no matter what the purpose is, are you sure that the spiritual light ball sent here by your chin is not to deliver food? Ningxia couldn't help but look at the back of Zhenjun Yuanheng's head, and was even more confused about what the person behind the scenes wanted to do.
However, it is obvious that Ningxia still underestimated the principle of being the person who tops the "game". Of course he wouldn't let True Lord Yuan Heng break the rules, at least he didn't want him to break them so completely.
Although the willfulness of a certain elder destroyed part of the integrity of the scene and caused a lot of obstacles to the positive development of the situation, he was still the one who could control it.
This was the critical moment for the ending, and he didn't want anyone to screw it up.
So just when Zhenjun Yuanheng was about to touch the second red spiritual light ball again, the two traction talismans resonated and triggered a powerful spiritual storm. Everyone on the southeastern border who was close at hand shouted. some distance away.
The two red aura balls came together and formed a magnetic field circle with a distance of nearly one mile in diameter from each of them as the center, slowly floating up and rising upwards.
The originally calm and cloudless sky seemed to be responding to the sudden surge of wind and clouds. The clouds or strong winds began to roll up, forming a gloomy sky.
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Bu Zhaowu didn't expect that not long after they parted, he would run into the dangerous person he had previously avoided.
But now it was obvious that the other party could not only describe it as dangerous. When he saw the other party and the people around him, all he could think of was "danger".
Why did he take on such a task out of his mind? He obviously just came here to build his reputation. He thought it was an easy task, a rest after a long period of hard work... He didn't expect that he would be even more tired when he came out. It's really a shame for him.
He was not surprised to meet Lin Pingzhen and others. After all, this space is only such a big place, and sooner or later they will encounter him. He still remembers the grudge that almost caused them to be wiped out before.
Bu Zhaowu always felt that he and his group would lose because Lin Pingzhen and the others had the upper hand, and he ended up like that because he missed a move. If they fight again, if they fight head-on again, they may not be defeated again.
But Ningxia is really not within his response range.
He had seen with his own eyes the miserable end that the Holy Son of the Blood Moon suffered.
It was also the first time that he looked squarely at the group of formation mages. In the past, he had always thought that formations were auxiliary and trivial, and were of little use in combat. Unexpectedly, he was ignorant.
If Ming Jingzhen's terrain formation made him discover that the formation was not as simple as he thought before, then Ningxia showed him the ultimate lethality of the formation in 360 degrees.
Bu Zhaowu, who faced the sea of fire, had no confidence that he could withstand that kind of attack. Would he die? !
Anyway, he didn't want to confront such a walking weapon for the time being, at least not without knowing its details.
So despite the fact that he was leading the Beiluo Divine Sect members easily and easily evading the siege of the demonic monks, in fact he was actually quite panicked.
Oh my god, this place is so dangerous. God, these people are too dangerous. Is there any place that is slightly safer... He has tried his best to lead everyone to avoid those people who have been marked with danger symbols by him.
But I never imagined that after taking different paths to reach the same destination, I finally met them after going in a big circle.
And he sadly discovered that the "high-risk group" that she had defined as temporarily avoiding the spotlight was now even more dangerous, and was no longer dangerous in a certain sense.
Ahhhh, where did this great man who reads inside and outside and whose writing is "untouchable" come from? It's too late for them to run away now.
Unfortunately, that person's eyes were accurately locked and fell on them. It was obviously just a swipe without emotion, but it made everyone in the Beiluo Shen Sect have their blood boiling.
However, Bu Zhaowu is a strange person, and his scheming does not conflict with Yijin. It seems that he is also an expert in masks. He never feels embarrassed. As long as no one interrupts him, he can continue to perform without any hindrance. His face is thicker than the city wall.
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Bu Zhaowu didn't expect that not long after they parted, he would run into the dangerous person he had previously avoided.
But now it was obvious that the other party could not only describe it as dangerous. When he saw the other party and the people around him, all he could think of was "danger".
Why did he take on such a task out of his mind? He obviously just came here to build his reputation. He thought it was an easy task, a rest after a long period of hard work... He didn't expect that he would be even more tired when he came out. It's really a shame for him.
He was not surprised to meet Lin Pingzhen and others. After all, this space is only such a big place, and sooner or later they will encounter him. He still remembers the grudge that almost caused them to be wiped out before.
Bu Zhaowu always felt that he and his group would lose because Lin Pingzhen and the others had the upper hand, and he ended up like that because he missed a move. If they fight again, if they fight head-on again, they may not be defeated again.
But Ningxia is really not within his response range.
He had seen with his own eyes the miserable end that the Holy Son of the Blood Moon suffered.
It was also the first time that he looked squarely at the group of formation mages. In the past, he had always thought that formations were auxiliary and trivial, and were of little use in combat. Unexpectedly, he was ignorant.
If Ming Jingzhen's terrain formation made him discover that the formation was not as simple as he thought before, then Ningxia showed him the ultimate lethality of the formation in 360 degrees.
Bu Zhaowu, who faced the sea of fire, had no confidence that he could withstand that kind of attack. Would he die? !
Anyway, he didn't want to confront such a walking weapon for the time being, at least not without knowing its details.
So despite the fact that he was leading the Beiluo Divine Sect members easily and easily evading the siege of the demonic monks, in fact he was actually quite panicked.
Oh my god, this place is so dangerous. God, these people are too dangerous.
