The two figures drew a long arc in mid-air, and with a "bang" sound, the yellow sand rose up into the sky.
"Who-cough cough cough cough!"
As soon as the man opened his mouth to scold him, the yellow sand that fell filled his mouth. He was choked and coughed repeatedly, and turned around to spit out the sand.
The woman stood up and looked at herself and her companions. The burning pain was still there. The robe was damaged in many places and it would be impossible to repair it.
She swallowed a pill first and then looked at the person who came. Her eyes paused slightly on the token on the other person's waist, and she cupped her hands and said: "As the saying goes, harmony makes money. This Taoist Taoist from Taichu Temple, why do you have to take action when you come up? What can't you say? How about a good explanation?"
Her words were tactful and her attitude could be called friendly, but Yin Xueze didn't appreciate it at all and said coldly: "Get away."
The woman wanted to speak again, but the man next to her couldn't hold it back and shouted: "Why are you so arrogant? We were just careless just now. You can take this move!"
Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw out a dozen short sticks. These short-term signs accurately landed in different positions, the sign's body shone brightly, and the spiritual power was connected. A large formation was instantly built based on the short-term sign.
The scene around Yin Xueze changed instantly, the long yellow sand turned into an endless deep blue ocean, and the clear sky became extremely low, almost reaching the surface of the sea.
The sky is about to fall, the sea water is surging ominously, and there are black shadows under the water, and it seems that endless monsters are about to break out of the water.
The man's triumphant voice came from outside the formation, echoing between the sea and the sky: "My 'Sorrowing Sea Formation' combines trapping and illusion. You can't even think of it without exhausting your spiritual power and spiritual consciousness! Humph, If you are accomplished in formations, you can try to break my formation, but I think it’s—hey!”
Outside the formation, the man covered the back of his head and glared at the woman, "Why did you hit me?!"
The woman hurriedly scolded her with a pale face: "I just advised them not to take action, but then you turned around and started taking action. You don't think it's troublesome enough, right?"
"Then it's his fault for taking action first! What kind of trouble can it be? How can we be afraid of Taichu Guan even if you think about it? Besides, we are both Nascent Souls and he is two against one. If you don't fight back when you get beaten, don't you mind? I still think it’s embarrassing.”
"You - you're so mad at me. Can you separate your brain from the formation and put it elsewhere? Could that move just now be an ordinary Nascent Soul?! Besides, we just ran away in the first place. Wan If something gets serious, how will we explain it to Senior Sister Qian?"
When the other party mentioned Qian Xiaocai, the man couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and muttered: "What can I do? This is already the case. I can't withdraw the formation. It would be too shameful..."
The woman was about to answer when she saw the man's expression suddenly changed and he lost his voice: "The formation——"
There was only a harsh and sharp sound, and a big hole was stabbed in the corner of the formation by a dark spear.
The spear was picked and twisted again and again, and the entire formation was completely destroyed from the inside to the outside like paper, and was destroyed in the crazy black flames.
A dozen short-term sticks that had lost all their spiritual energy and were dimmed flew back to the man's hand, and he cried out in pain: "Mine..."
"Fellow Taoist, wait!"
The woman suddenly exclaimed, but she couldn't stop the other party's menacing attack at all.
Yin Xueze, who had broken the formation violently, was now filled with violent energy, and he would kill with no mercy when he made a move.
Although those two people had Nascent Soul cultivation, they were not good at dealing with such sudden battles because they were masters of formation formation. Therefore, in a hurry, they only had time to take advantage of the sect's traditional advantage - smashing treasures.
One talisman, one flag, one net, one wish, the four magic weapons were activated at the same time, blocking most of the attacks, but the remaining power still sent the two men flying away again.
After finally regaining their balance, the two of them didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran away in dejection without even taking back the treasure.
Yin Xueze did not pursue. He glanced coldly at the direction in which the two people were escaping, and with a burst of spiritual power, he picked up the four magic weapons and turned around, turning into black light and flying past.
Shu Pinghui sat on a huge jade-like leaf, holding her chin and staring at the sky in a daze.
Seeing Yin Xueze return, she came back to her senses and greeted, "That's pretty quick. Who are you from?"
"Niya Palace."
Yin Xueze cherished words like gold and immediately threw the four magic weapons in front of her.
Shu Pinghui looked at it and said: "It is indeed produced by Niya Palace, and the quality is unparalleled. No wonder I almost didn't notice them. What they used as cover must be rare."
As he spoke, the giant network of spiritual consciousness that encompassed the surrounding areas slowly rose and fell.
The already powerful spiritual consciousness, amplified by the leaf-shaped magic weapon, will tightly cover a thousand-mile radius centered on the Tribulation Land. She is like a spider in a web. Once her prey falls into it, she will notice it.
After locking the location of the prey, the rest is Yin Xueze's business. This was the cooperation plan set by the two from the beginning.
Shu Pinghui picked two of the four magic weapons and said while refining them: "I guessed they were people from the Di Rong clan before. They don't seem to be easy to manage. The powerful ones were hindered by the orders of the leader of the Wu clan. Don’t dare to move lightly, it’s hard to talk about the little ones down there.”
Yin Xueze collected the other two items and subconsciously responded: "Wu Yaochen is still here."
Shu Pinghui held her cheek and blinked.
"You do trust him, don't you?"
"..."
The Dirong tribe at the same time.
A group of half-grown teenagers sneaked out of the clan.
Before they could fly far, a red shadow flashed in the sky, and chains of flames snaked like long dragons, tying up one after another.
Bang bang bang bang!
"Ouch!" "Ah, it hurts!" "Ouch!" "Hiss—"
The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and the sound of pain were heard one after another, and a group of people fell to the ground like a bunch of rice dumplings, all of them looking disgraced.
Wu Yaochen clapped his hands, found a rock and sat down, looking at the group of teenagers in a funny way.
In addition to them, there were about twenty people in the field, tied up with chains in groups.
These people appear to be in their teens to twenties, and their cultivation levels range from Qi refining to Golden elixir.
The only exception was the only person present who was not bound by chains but sealed by a magic formula.
This man looks very old, and his cultivation level is Nascent Soul Dzogchen. Seeing Wu Yaochen coming back after arresting the group of teenagers, he blew his beard and glared:
"I said, Chen boy, you won't let go of these little fish and shrimps? How can your senior sister who is overcoming the tribulation not be able to do it even just by looking at it? Huh? She can't get through it even after just one look at it? With their little cultivation Can it still affect the heavenly tribulation? Yes, the clan leader said that he cannot disturb people going through the tribulation, so the old guys didn’t move. But the big ones can’t go, and the little ones can’t go and learn more? Look at them, which one Do you have the ability to disturb others? As a young master, you know that if you don’t protect the clan, don’t you turn your elbows outward?”
The old man was spitting, but Wu Yaochen was not annoyed. He waited until the other party was tired of scolding and stopped, then he said slowly: "I'm just protecting everyone, so I won't let you go. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so easy to be tied up."
Old man: "What do you mean?"
Wu Yaochen did not answer, but changed the topic and asked: "Don't talk about them first, Uncle Ning, you don't belong to the 'little' category. Why are you going? Don't tell me that you also want to gain experience."
"I... why do you care about me? Untie it for me quickly. You kid is so advanced that you have strong wings and you dare to attack me. I forgot that when you were a child, you got into trouble everywhere. Who begged you to save you from a few beatings?" …”
Wu Yaochen allowed the old man to scold him, and from time to time would comfort him with words such as "Yes, yes, you are right," "You're tired, you can take a break before scolding me again," "Yes, I should be beaten if I don't do well."
The old man finally had enough scolding and gave in. He sighed and said, "I just want to see what others look like when they break through to become gods."
Wu Yaochen was startled.
The old man continued: "It's not that I haven't seen it before, but at that time I always thought that I would be able to pass this level sooner or later, so I just looked at it and didn't take it seriously. But now, alas, I have no time to touch it. That threshold, I just want to see the grace of others when they cross the threshold."
Wu Yaochen felt that the old man's cultivation was just a sliver away from becoming a god, and he remained silent without speaking.
The old man misunderstood the silence and said quickly: "Forget it, I won't embarrass you. I won't read it. It doesn't matter if I don't read it. It belongs to others if I read it again. I might still miss you after reading it. It's our fault that our lives are short. If our longevity As long as you can count like others, it will be good, and I will have time... You don't have to worry, you are still young, but don't slack off in your cultivation..."
The chattering sound was vicissitudes of life and fragmented, becoming blurry in a trance. Wu Yaochen lowered his face, and the shadow of the sun in his eyes seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea.
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