The Qianzhou warriors had no intention of landing on the island.
The unknown island and the mysterious magic circle have too many potential dangers. They have a bright future and there is no need to take risks like those Qingzhou bumpkins.
But it's different now.
The rustics just went to the secondary island and became angry one by one.
The message had been sent back, but the people left behind were unwilling to wait. Since all those Qingzhou people returned safely, it means that there is no fatal danger on the island.
As for whether to arrest people and ask for information, it is not too late to do so until they are sure they can get to the island.
Everyone will lower their flying altitude, jump off their mounts and ride on the waves.
The people of Qingzhou have already shown the correct way, so they naturally follow suit.
It was just a circle of twists and turns, and no one got in.
"Why can't we get in? Does this formation limit cultivation?"
"It has nothing to do with cultivation, it's just a matter of luck. Don't forget, there are thousands of people from Qingzhou, but only eleven of them went up."
"In that case, we can only wait for support."
"We can't just wait, we have to do something."
"That's right, let's try to break the formation first. But this formation is unknown, how to start?"
"Break it with force."
The Qianzhou warriors don't want to wait like this. In fact, there is only one real reason.
Mental imbalance.
Seeing the rise of neighbors who used to look down on them, it would be unreasonable not to do something. Their aloof and superior mentality does not allow them to be like the Qingzhou bumpkins.
"I'll go first!"
A man in green clothes pulled out his sword and danced it in the air with light like snow. Finally, it thrust forward suddenly, and a white rainbow penetrated Penglai.
There was a bang.
The mist around the island swelled, causing ripples in circles.
"The blue rainbow penetrates the sun, the sword energy reaches into the sky, what a great swordsmanship!"
"You are worthy of being the chief disciple of Qingyi Pavilion. This Qinghong Sword Technique has already mastered the true meaning..."
Amidst the praise, a big man in gray clothes also took action.
With a roar, he slashed out with his sword. The sword of dozens of feet separated the sea and struck hard at the barrier formation.
Rumble, huge waves. This strike is comparable to a small tsunami.
"What a profound skill!"
"I have long heard that the thirteen masters of Thirteen Wu each have their own special skills. The sixth master's sword skills have reached the realm of transformation..."
The Qianzhou warriors kept taking action, showing off their unique skills without hesitation.
No matter what kind of formation, it is difficult to be broken by brute force. These masters knew this very well, but they had no intention of breaking the formation.
I just want to vent the frustration in my chest as much as possible before the backup people arrive.
They were having fun outside, but Su Qing inside was a little bored.
"What do these guys want to do?"
This attack cannot break through the magic circle, and it will not injure Penglai. But it had a certain impact on the spiritual energy on Penglai Island.
The effect is almost as negligible as a few specks of dust floating in a room.
However, Su Qing has mysophobia.
Moreover, for any monk, an attack on the dojo is tantamount to a declaration of war.
"A little presumptuous."
Su Qing floated up and returned to the small courtyard on the top of the mountain.
Although the injuries sustained in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation have stabilized, it is not yet appropriate to fight with others. Some minor spells are not that important, but offensive spells will affect the injury.
Especially the four suppressed sword energies can be easily awakened when stimulated.
Those flies outside are very weak, and some small tricks are enough to deal with them. However, in order to prevent the other party from hiding a trump card, Su Qing decided not to drag it too far.
"An evil visitor came from afar and wanted to borrow the root vine to use." Su Qing bowed his hands.
Two almond trees sparkled and swayed their leaves in response. The scholar's reading was affected and he frowned slightly to show his dissatisfaction.
"It won't be long." Su Qing smiled at the scholar, raised his hand and made a spell.
The surface of the almond tree glows with light, as if its veins extend into the ground.
After a while, a dozen thick roots poked out of the soil, staggering outside Penglai. Like a hungry snake, looking for prey to fill its stomach.
The Qianzhou warriors were busy demonstrating their skills, and their mounts suddenly began to stir in unison.
"What's wrong?"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
The Qianzhou warriors were stunned for a moment, not realizing what was happening. They were shocked to see many ferocious roots protruding from the mist, roaring towards them.
"what?"
The warriors instinctively waved their weapons and used their full strength to slash at the roots.
Sword Qi, Dao Gang.
The sound of gold and iron, the sparks of sparks.
Genman didn't react at all, and his speed and momentum didn't slow down at all. The so-called resistance is not even symbolic.
"What the hell!"
"help me……,"
Amidst the shouts of terror, the Qianzhou warriors who were still arrogant just now, including the birds and their men, were all tied up.
So simple?
Su Qing was very surprised.
I thought these people would at least struggle a bit, or at least lose a protective magic weapon or something. If I had known this to be the case, there would be no need to borrow methods from the spiritual roots.
"I give you a choice."
The sound of bells and thunder echoed through the sky, and the roots and vines danced in conjunction with it.
Everyone in Qianzhou was shocked.
"This thing can talk?"
"monster!"
Su Qing, who was standing next to the tree, had black lines all over her face.
During the prehistoric times, the leader of Tongtian Cult had a wide range of teachings, but he never accepted any unscrupulous disciples. I don't even recognize the incarnations of spiritual roots. These are mostly new handymen.
"Leave your mounts and we can leave safely."
There was no need to get angry with a group of fools, so Su Qing decided to treat them gently. Leaving the birds to enrich Penglai is considered a good relationship.
After hearing the choice given by Su Qing, the people in Qianzhou stared with big eyes.
Spirit beasts and birds are not a common commodity in Qianzhou, and they are rare treasures even in the seven major sects. Besides, Qianzhou is not close to here, so they won't be able to swim back if they hand over their mounts.
"Senior, who are you?" Someone asked tentatively.
"I will give you the answer within ten breaths."
A group of little Pekingese that can only bark and bark, and no normal person would have the will to communicate. Especially since he had overestimated it before, Su Qing, who was secretly embarrassed, didn't want to say anything.
"My intention is that of the White Crane Sect." A Taoist priest riding a crane broke the silence and signaled to his companions to hand over their mounts.
"Senior brother?" His companion, a young Taoist priest, was very puzzled.
"The other party is unfathomable, and he is definitely not a kind person." The Taoist priest whispered: "It doesn't matter if I die, but junior brother, you are responsible for the future of the sect, and you must not make any mistakes. These two cranes are old cranes, so hand them over. It’s okay.”
Su Qing heard it, but didn't mind. Genman swept the two old cranes into the mist, and the two Taoist priests were gently put into the sea.
"We at Liejian Villa are also willing." A woman also spoke.
"Junior sister!" the man accompanying him said angrily. "Our bluebird is not an old crane, but an extremely rare spiritual creature. Besides, these two bluebirds were raised by Master, so how can they be with others."
"It's precisely because Master raised himself..." The woman winked.
The man suddenly understood and immediately changed his words: "Senior, Liejian Villa is willing to hand over two blue birds in exchange for my brother and sister."
"good."
Su Qing saw the two people's little actions, but also didn't care. The root vine rolled back to the blue bird and let go of the brothers and sisters.
Others also spoke out one after another, but their responses were of a different kind.
"How can I, a disciple of Qingyi Tower, be afraid of threats? If you have the ability, kill me!"
"Hahaha, old monster, if you have the ability, just do it. No man in Thirteenth Ward has ever been afraid of me!"
"Whether you are a human or a demon, I advise you not to underestimate Yaoyue Palace..."
The rest reported threateningly to each other, showing no fear in their words or expressions.
Their mounts are not as abundant as those of Liejian Villa and Baihemen. Many of them only ride with a few people. Of course, more people still have the confidence to refuse.
If the other party doesn't speak, there will still be some drumming in my heart. But when Su Qing spoke, she became more at ease.
Because anyone with the ability to think would never dare not take them seriously.
Su Qing took it seriously.
"Although I haven't heard of any of them, they obviously have a lot of origins. If we kill them like this, it will be very troublesome to lure out the old monsters behind them."
Based on prudent considerations, Su Qing made a decision.
"I don't like to have karma with others, but offending Penglai must not go unpunished. Since this is your first offense, I will be merciful."
"Forgive you...well."
The roots tighten.
Like a duck being pinched by the neck, the air suddenly became quiet.
Some people were still shouting, but their breath was silenced.
People and animals were strangled together.
The immortal true spirit only kills the physical body.
How merciful.
…………
The tiger was sleeping soundly, and when several dogs saw him, they came forward in a group and committed lewd acts. The tiger woke up, killed all the dogs, and abandoned the cliff valley. Zan said, "Killing without eating is like the tiger of the Holy Mother."
"Strange Stories from the Mountains"
