Hearing that someone said that air was forbidden here, Lin Yan secretly mobilized his true energy to check whether his martial arts cultivation could allow him to fly. His feet floated, allowing him to fly half an inch before the true energy dissipated.
It seems that the innate ability of martial arts to control the air can still be used. This air restriction should be aimed at flying magic weapons.
Entering the cave, there were several long tunnels. They entered these tunnels in batches. After that, some people suffered a great disaster and entered the volcano-like flame formation. Another group of people entered an iceberg. They were almost frozen into ice sculptures, and those with weaker cultivation levels were invaded by the cold air and fell into coma on the spot.
"These corridors are all guarded by formations. I'm afraid only one corridor is the correct path." With the help of the tyrannical cultivation of the top geniuses, the people from the three sects who entered first retreated.
"You guys go in first." Someone from the Longhu Sect said, asking a disciple from a small sect to set off first. The strongest monk in that sect was only Qi Dongtian, who was not very strong. He wanted to explode, but saw Longhu There were so many powerful and powerful monks who were staring at them with fear in their hearts. Although they complained a little, they could only obey their orders.
"What a domineering Dragon and Tiger Sect." Someone whispered. Although the voice was small, everyone present was a monk. Naturally, they could hear it clearly. Someone from the Dragon and Tiger Sect took action, and the talisman light flashed, turning the monk who spoke into a flying object. Ash.
"I wonder who dares to speak nonsense." A monk from the Dragon Tiger Sect sneered.
Under the pressure of the three sects, some members of the small sects became cannon fodder and entered several corridors in batches to explore and prepare for the attack.
After losing some people, they finally found the right path. The remaining monks entered the corridor in batches. After passing through the common passage, the sight in front suddenly became wider, a huge square.
The square is very large, at least four hundred feet in diameter, with a circular altar in the middle. There is a road leading directly from the corridor exit to the altar, and is connected to a palace behind the altar.
"The altar in front of the Immortal Palace should be a formation, used for protection and covering the entire square." A monk who is proficient in formations said, "This formation is not a killing formation, it is only used to trap enemies. The ancient The formation has lost its effectiveness, and the power of this formation is also very low. If we work together to break the formation, it is possible to break the formation."
"Whether it is yes or not, just find someone to try and find out." Zhang Daolong said calmly.
After everyone heard this, they all stayed away from the people of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, for fear of being captured and used as cannon fodder by them.
Lin Yan's eyes flashed as he looked at the formations running around the square. There were some ancient immortal texts spilling out of them, and he had a vague feeling that this formation was unusual. It might not be as peaceful as it seemed on the surface, and there might be murderous intent hidden in it.
He looked around the square. There was a statue holding a spear in the four directions of the square, southeast, northwest, and there were faint formations floating under his feet.
"It looks like a trapping formation on the surface, but it's actually a killing formation." Lin Yan suddenly realized.
Naturally, he couldn't understand these formation patterns, but he could vaguely understand the general meaning of these ancient immortal texts based on the previous ancient immortal text. Although it was not accurate, it gave him a feeling.
Zhang Daolong turned his attention to Lin Yan's side. He could target people from other sects, but Lingxiao Tianzong was their formidable enemy, and it didn't matter if a few of them died.
"The road ahead is dangerous. Please explore the road ahead, fellow Taoist." A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Daolong's mouth, looking towards Eternal Heaven. "As fellow Taoist said, the road ahead is dangerous, and our cultivation is not as good as yours. Naturally, you will lead the people to explore the road first." Wan Gutian said with a smile, not afraid at all, and spoke back.
This was not the first time for such a verbal confrontation. Wan Gutian dealt with it easily and never fell behind.
"If you are weak in cultivation and have no contribution, then just be a pioneer. After all, such an immortal mansion is of great significance to the world of immortal cultivation. It is natural for monks like us to contribute to this, isn't it? ? Fellow Taoist please come forward." Zhang Daolong said sarcastically with a smile.
"Of course you have to live to contribute. If you die, you will have nothing, so you won't be able to contribute." Wan Gutian narrowed his eyes and quickly countered.
Zhang Daolong frowned slightly. This kind of verbal dispute was meaningless. They needed someone to step forward to explore the way.
He couldn't tell the depth of the Eternal Sky, so it was difficult to start. He could only pinch one of the excavations at the moment. Among the crowd, a monk who moved the fourth level of the sky suddenly found that he could not move. He was restrained by a spell and then moved towards the square. Fly away.
"Ah..." the monk shouted, but no one came to help. No one dared to risk offending the Dragon and Tiger Sect to save an unrelated person. Even the monk's brothers looked pale, but still no one came to help. .
The monk was thrown directly onto the square. Immediately, the formation patterns glowed and the formation was activated. A layer of fog gradually enveloped the entire square. The four spear-holding statues around him also had patterns glowing with a faint aura of heaven and earth. fluctuation.
The monk was surrounded by a wisp of mist, and the robes on his body melted away, as if corroded. The exposed skin quickly dried and melted, and finally the bones under the exposed flesh and blood quickly scorched and collapsed.
In just over ten breaths, the monk was completely wiped out, and even his soul was directly corroded.
After the monk melted away, the lines on the four spear-holding statues also dimmed and returned to calm.
"What a terrible trapping formation." Lin Yan was surprised. This is not a killing formation, it can only be regarded as a trapping formation. The fog that appeared is not only extremely corrosive, but can also dissolve flesh, flesh, and soul. Without enough The means are simply impossible to resist.
"The mine test just now is not considered a success. You guys, please enter the formation obediently and use all your strength to resist. Maybe there is still a way to survive. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude and send you to the west." Seeing this, the Yu Qilin from Futian Palace said in a tone of voice. Sensen said to many disciples of a small sect.
That sect is unknown in the Ten Thousand Immortals Realm. It is not a transcendent force. It is just stronger than the ordinary cultivating families. The strongest disciples who come here are only at the sixth level of Qi Dynasty. Whether it is fighting or fighting, Neither the strength nor the cultivation level are comparable to those of other sects, and there is no way they can compete with behemoths like Futian Palace.
Several monks from that sect had bitter expressions on their faces. They thought they could lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade, but they didn't expect that the other party asked them to die.
In the world of immortality, strength is respected, and the weak can only be dominated by the strong. This has been the case for thousands of years.
Lin Yan in the crowd looked at them indifferently. Although he sighed at the cruelty of cultivation, he was helpless. It's not that he can't do anything, it's just that there's no need.
This is not the first day he has entered the world of cultivation. Whether he is a martial artist or a cultivator, the essence is a competition for power. Lin Yan can only ensure that he does not bully innocent people after gaining power, but he cannot stop others from bullying the weak. .
Unless you reach the level of a saint of martial arts or an immortal of immortality, you may be able to change everything in this world.
It is said that if you are poor, you can only take care of yourself, but if you are successful, you can help the world. This is the truth.
The disciples of that sect all showed fear on their faces, but facing the oppression from the disciples of Futian Palace, they could only admit defeat.
They glanced at each other for a few times. In such public view, if they did not go, the reputation of Futian Palace would be damaged. It is impossible to say that Yu Qilin, who looked gentle and majestic but was actually extremely vicious, would kill them as a warning to others. , if you enter the formation, bet that the power of the formation is not that great, and maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.
Several people controlled the magical weapons, supported the defensive spells, and rushed forward into the square. The four statues were immediately activated, and the lines on their bodies lit up one by one. Perhaps because more people rushed in, the four statues had The lines became more and more obvious. The fog that was originally just a square inch gradually spread and enveloped the entire square.
The monks who entered cast defensive spells one after another, and various rays of light came into contact with the mist, making a squeaking sound. The defensive spells of those monks whose cultivation was weaker than the sixth level of the pneumatic stage were directly penetrated, and the protective spells on their bodies were directly penetrated. The robe was melted, and it turned out that it had no ability to resist at all.
"This mist is not afraid of defensive magic weapons at all, and defensive magic weapons are completely useless." Everyone saw this scene and understood in their hearts.
If a monk whose cultivation level is weaker than the sixth level of the pneumatic stage is not strong enough, his defensive power will not be able to resist the invasion of the fog, and defensive magic weapons such as robes that rely on their own defense capabilities are useless, so the monk just now That's why he died so quickly. ..
The leaders of each sect stepped forward and rushed into the square. Lin Yan and Dugu Cheng did not move forward at will. If they could only resist with magic, his true immortal cultivation was far inferior to others. He was only at the second stage of pneumatic movement. It's just a heavy sky, and the spells are even more common. He has not practiced the elementary and intermediate spells practiced by monks in the pneumatic stage, and he doesn't know whether the blood energy and basic defense spells can withstand this mysterious fog.
Dugu Cheng is a pure warrior without any magic power, so naturally he is not sure whether the pure power of Qi and blood can resist this fog.
As people stepped into the square, Lin Yan's body was covered with a layer of blood and he gradually walked forward. As soon as he entered the square, the blood on his body made a squeaking sound, but at least he was able to defend himself.
Seeing that the blood energy in Lin Yan's body could withstand the fog that filled the sky, Dugu Cheng also stepped forward, circulating the blood energy throughout his body to resist the fog, and stepped into the square.
Lin Yan then used the spirit pattern spell to quickly superimpose more than a dozen defensive spells on his body. The casting speed was extremely fast. With the superposition of various defensive powers, the blood was no longer corroded, but the spells were being consumed continuously. A rough estimate shows that within about a few seconds, the dozen or so defensive spells will have completely lost their effectiveness.
The combined defense capabilities of these defensive spells may not be strong, and they can be broken through by the second level of the pneumatic stage with all their strength, but the victory is in numbers.
Lin Yan once cultivated these spells into spiritual patterns, and only needed a simple mark to cast the spells. What's more, he has now entered the pneumatic stage, and it is easy to cast these basic defensive spells, and the total amount of mana in the second level of the pneumatic stage is as much as The recovery speed can also sustain these spells for a long time without interruption.
The Lingxiao Tianzong's spirit pattern spells are somewhat unique. It seems that if you have time to return to the sect and practice new spells, you can also make them into spirit patterns. In the future, it may be a big weapon.
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