Chapter 1072 Nightmare Ladder

"Quickly retreat!"

As soon as Fu Shiyi stepped onto the ladder, the three clan leaders in front flew back. Fu Shiyi thought that a restriction had been triggered, but the clouds and mist on the ladder did not fluctuate. She looked at Fu Zhihong and others in confusion. However, she quickly pulled her right foot back:

"Father, is there a scam on the ladder?"

"no"

Fu Zhihong's face was pale, and beads of sweat as big as soybeans fell to the ground. He had just stepped onto the ladder for less than two breaths, and it felt like he had been in a big battle. He looked past Fu Shiyi and landed on Qi Xiuyuan. He looked at Qi Xiuyuan for a few times before looking back. He had only advanced less than thirty meters just now, but it seemed like he had spent half a lifetime.

The same goes for Patriarch Xie and Patriarch Qin.

Patriarch Xie wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, then patted the storage bag, and a formation disk appeared in her hand. She quickly inserted several spells into the formation disk. The formation disk's spiritual light flashed, and clouds and mist rose above the formation disk. A similar ladder appeared. Patriarch Xie's seal changed, and the ladder suddenly transformed into a nine-tailed spirit fox!

Patriarch Xie narrowed his eyes.

Put away the seal.

explained:

"This ladder was forged into an ancient treasure by the ancestors of the Tang family. Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine mirage stones were made according to the arrangement of the Nine-Nine Guiyuan Formation. The charming effect of the mirage stones is superimposed to the maximum To the extreme, a nine-tailed spirit fox that is almost at the fifth level has been sealed, and this ladder has turned into a nightmare fantasy!"

"He who steps on this bridge"

"Everyone will go through the trial of inner demons"

"If people from the Tang family want to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, they should be wearing or holding a pass token made from mirage stone. We rush in. If we can't pass the inner demon test, we will be trapped in it and unable to escape. When you leave, you will truly die in that nightmare."

The ancestors of the Tang family are so powerful!

Fu Shiyi was speechless.

Then it dawned on me.

Why is this Sutra Pavilion so well preserved?

Apparently.

Poison dragons and other monsters.

There is no way to walk through this 700-800-meter ladder!

"Clan Chief Qin, do you have a way to break the formation?"

“You can give it a try”

Chief Qin nodded slightly, but he did not give it a try right away. Instead, he gathered Qin Wumei, Qin Liumei and Qi Xiuyuan together again. The four formation masters squatted beside the ladder together, conducting deductions and communicating with each other. Qi Xiuyuan's formation attainments , during this period of rapid progress, everyone waited for an hour or two. Everyone's thoughts were slowly no longer on the Scripture Pavilion, but their eyes fell on the Tang family's Treasure Pavilion halfway up the mountain.

The weapon-refining classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion have far-reaching significance for the development of the family.

but.

For the many monks present.

The Tang Family's Treasure Pavilion is undoubtedly the most tempting.

When Fu Zhihong saw everyone at the scene starting to whisper, he interrupted Clan Chief Qin. The three Clan Chiefs discussed it. Clan Chief Qin planned to leave Qin Liumei alone to continue studying the Nightmare Formation of the Ladder, with Qi Xiuyuan as an assistant, and she and Qin Wumei Follow the others to the Tang Family Treasure Pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Although the Sutra Pavilion is inaccessible.

But it highlights the heritage of the Tang family.

Fu Shiyi couldn't help but be even more excited about the Treasure Pavilion!

Honghuang Mountain is a hundred feet high.

Halfway up the mountain.

For the monks, it was not too far away. It only took half a quarter of an hour to arrive. When they were about to reach the mountainside, a glittering golden palace jumped into view. The palace was as black as ink, with a faint golden glow. Fu Shiyi thought about it carefully. After a moment, I remembered that this was Mo Wujin from "The Strange Stones of the Great Zhou Dynasty".