The originally calm surroundings suddenly surged with countless whirlpools, like tornadoes in the world, but a thousand times more powerful. At first, Lu Xiaotian could barely compete with these whirlpools with his own body shape. It's just that the whirlpool and turbulence behind it are getting stronger and stronger. Lu Xiaotian could only smile bitterly and stagger around in the air, gradually losing control of himself.
However, under the successive attacks of Master Juexin, Venerable Ghost, and Xiong Ao, there was a click in the void that originally seemed ordinary, as if something was broken, and suddenly, there seemed to be a wave of Endless airflow gushes out of the hole. Lu Xiaotian's body, which was already out of balance, seemed to be completely out of control.
"Let's go!" Lord Ghost once again grabbed Lu Xiaotian with his big hand and led him into the wind tunnel with an iron corpse sheath.
Even these Nascent Soul cultivators walked very slowly after entering the wind tunnel.
After entering the wind tunnel, Lu Xiaocai discovered that they were actually so close to the Tongtian Iron Tower, only a few thousand feet away.
The turbulence in the wind tunnel was as strong as the wind. They were Gui Zun, Juexin Zhenren, and Xiong Ao. Their walking speed in the void was almost the same as that of ordinary mortals walking on the ground.
However, thousands of steps are limited after all. After a slow walk, they entered within a few feet of the iron tower, and the strong wind from before suddenly disappeared.
When everyone entered the tower, Lu Xiaotian also breathed a sigh of relief. He took a closer look around and realized that there was something else inside the tower. It was not a simple tower, but an entrance to another place. What he saw was a vast area. There are bare rocks and ravines everywhere.
"Piaomiao Hall, Pagoda, we have been to this Pagoda several times, but every time we return without success, I hope this time will not be in vain." The Ghost Venerable looked at the yellow sand sky in the distance.
"Who can say that? Let's go. Our strength is not of much use here. The slightest movement may cause the collapse of the restriction. It depends on what these juniors will do later." Xiong Ao said .
"Old Monster Juexin, in addition to the mage of this array, Chiyun Sang also has a restraint planted on him. Since he is going to be used later, he must be controlled naturally. My soul-binding spell is very effective against corpses and the like. Monsters have miraculous effects, but they are not very effective against humans. How about you use that Han Ning Powder to control this person?" Lord Ghost glanced at Lu Xiaotian and said tentatively to Master Juexin.
"He's just a boy in the early stage of the Golden Core. Even if he knows some formations, he can still stir up waves. Even if there is any change, whether it is Red Cloud Sang, Iron Corpse Scabbard, or Jueyuan, his cultivation is still far away. Above this kid, if he has a different intention, anyone can easily deal with him. In this case, why should I waste my Han Ning Powder." Master Juexin said with a cold snort, without even looking at Lu Xiaotian. Obviously Lu Xiaotian's strength is not enough for him to discern.
Several people spoke without hesitation, and maybe there was no need to be shy in their eyes. Lu Xiaotian could only smile bitterly in his heart when he heard it. The consciousness in Juexin's words was nothing more than his cultivation, low strength, and not yet. It was worth wasting the treasure he used to control people. Obviously, it is not easy to prepare the so-called Han Ning Powder. But because of this, Lu Xiaotian is also a little lucky. If he were stronger, the Nascent Soul cultivator would obviously arrange backup tactics in order to control him. But in the current situation, he gave up because of his poor cultivation. It can't but be said to be a kind of luck. The means used by Yuanying monks may not be easy to get rid of even in the late stage of Jindan. Just by looking at the uncomfortable look on Chi Yunsang's face, Lu Xiaotian could roughly judge that Chi Yunsang must have been restrained by the Nascent Soul monk.
After entering the tower, the previous feeling of restraint completely disappeared. The crowd walked hundreds of miles through a desolate land full of ravines, and came to a basin surrounded by six raised mounds. A huge earth-yellow barrier completely covered the basin.
"Boy, follow the others in and see what treasures are inside. Just figure out the location of the treasures. Don't act rashly. As long as you have the value of existence, others will protect you from death." Xiong Aao has a pair of fierce eyes. Look at Lu Xiaotiandao.
"This junior should do his best." Lu Xiaotian nodded. He didn't dare to play any tricks in front of the Nascent Soul level demon cultivator.
The earth-yellow barrier in front of us is not a special restriction to prevent people or monsters from entering. It is just a spiritual shield with part of the earth spiritual power. Ordinary monks can penetrate it, but the Nascent Soul monk's The aura is too powerful. Once it is taken action, it will cause terrible fluctuations in the spiritual power between heaven and earth, which is enough to cause the original spiritual force field here to completely lose its original balance, leading to the collapse of the spiritual force field here and a large number of strange phenomena. Just like before, Xiong Ao, Master Juexin, and Ghost Lord all took action to break through the restrictions around the pagoda. A large number of whirlpools suddenly appeared. Even the Nascent Soul monks could no longer fly as easily as usual and could only walk with difficulty.
Once the Nascent Soul cultivator takes action, the peerless spiritual objects in the spirit shield disappear, and naturally the gain outweighs the loss. After all, the Ghost Venerables came here to find the treasures left by the Piaomiao Venerable. If they could easily take action, they would not leave them behind. There are several Jindan juniors around them, and from the bloody storm that appeared in the sky before the previous few appeared, as well as the words of the previous few people, Lu Xiaotian can roughly judge that besides Chiyun Sang, there may have been others before. The Golden elixir monks accompanied several people, but they may have encountered some powerful forbidden backlash. Even the Ghost Venerables could not completely save everyone. I can only keep the few closest to me. Others became pathetic outcasts.
It can be seen that the restrictions in this misty palace are strong and weak, some are offensive, and some are self-destructive due to the imbalance of spiritual power. And there are some restrictions that are even enough to threaten Yuanying monks.
Lu Xiaotian followed the iron corpse sheath, and Chi Yunsang and others passed through the khaki light shield. Juexin Zhenren and others were waiting patiently outside.
After traveling for more than a hundred miles, looking back, I saw that the spirit shield had already disappeared into the rolling yellow sand, and even the soul could not detect it too far. Lu Xiaotian just followed the crowd and didn't find any restrictions. Naturally, he didn't have the right to speak. Lu Xiaotian didn't say a word along the way, just paying attention to the surrounding environment. It wouldn't be a good thing to get together with these people. Really. In the end, there was no use value. Whether he lived or died was entirely a matter of other people's words. Lu Xiaotian naturally didn't like this feeling. Even if it is extremely dangerous to wander alone in the Piaomiao Palace and he may die at any time, there is always a glimmer of hope. In contrast, Lu Xiaotian naturally refuses to leave his life and death in the hands of others.
