If you can grab these two jade talismans by surprise, there will be two less people to share the treasure behind the stone gate.
This is undoubtedly a heart-warming suggestion.
The difficulty is how to snatch away the jade talisman with the power of thunder before the opponent reacts!
Otherwise, all efforts will be in vain.
Wang Xingzhi is indeed a bold person, far more adventurous than Fang Cheng.
Or maybe, he is more persistent in opportunities than Fang Cheng.
Just listen to Wang Xingzhi continue to transmit: "If you are sure, then I will count three times. After three times, you will take action together."
"If you are not sure, then the five people can only share the contents equally."
After a moment of silence.
"one two three……"
After three calls, Fang Cheng made no move.
Although he was certain to win the jade talisman in the big man's hand, but... he couldn't trust Wang Xingzhi.
What if this person fails to snatch the jade talisman from the woman in the purple skirt and instead destroys it, then...
It's better to be on the safe side.
in the dark.
A loud laugh sounded.
Wang Xingzhi's figure appeared leisurely.
Wen Qianqian also withdrew her breathing charm, and the two figures appeared not far from the stone gate.
The expressions of the woman in purple skirt and the burly man suddenly changed, and they looked at the three of them warily.
Wang Xingzhi smiled lightly and said: "Two Taoist friends, we are here together today. It is considered a fate. How about we work together to explore this place?"
The beautiful woman in the purple skirt swept over Wang Xingzhi, Fang Cheng, and Wen Qianqian, with a look of fear on her face, and said coldly: "Yes, but you have to make an oath of inner demons."
Wen Qianqian said: "The three of us have just made the Heart Demon Oath, and there is nothing wrong with making it again."
Fang Cheng remained silent and stood there like a transparent person.
The woman in the purple skirt looked slightly brighter. After looking at each other and the burly man, she said, "Okay, you guys come first."
With the Jade Talisman as a bargaining chip, it doesn't matter who comes first and who comes last.
The five people took turns to swear an oath of inner demons, thus forming a temporary alliance.
Afterwards, the five people introduced each other.
Only then did Fang Cheng know that the woman in the purple skirt was also a handyman disciple of the Yinluo Sect, named Chen Yuyan.
The burly man's name was Yang Heng. Like Wen Qianqian, they were both casual cultivators who made a living in Shenyuan Daze.
Among the five people, Wang Xingzhi has the best family background, but it seems that his status in the family is not very good.
Russian qing.
Five jade talismans with flashing light flew towards the stone door and were instantly embedded in the grooves on the stone door.
Immediately, the formation on the stone gate was completely activated, the spiritual patterns lit up one after another, and bursts of mysterious energy spread out.
The stone door slowly opened.
What appeared in front of the five people was a broad avenue paved with white jade. On both sides of the white jade avenue, every three to five feet, there was a thick stone pillar standing opposite each other.
The tops of the stone pillars were inlaid with orbs, which emitted a soft white light, illuminating the area behind the stone door like daylight.
At the end of the avenue is a majestic palace.
"This place seems to be the legacy of a certain fate monk."
Wang Xingzhi looked at the scene in front of him and said.
Chen Yuyan said: "I'm afraid ordinary life talisman monks won't be able to open a cave of such a scale..."
That means that the treasures in the palace inside will be far beyond everyone's imagination!
Fang Cheng held back the excitement in his heart, his consciousness swept across, and he felt a faint feeling of uneasiness, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
His mind was closely connected with the Red Feather Sword, and he was always ready to deal with emergencies.
"Everyone, let's go!"
Wang Xingzhi laughed loudly and took the lead, then with a sway of his body, he turned into a ray of light and flew towards the palace in the distance.
The four people behind saw that he was fine, so they quickly followed him.
If you can get into the palace earlier, you can grab one more treasure!
Fang Cheng fell last intentionally or unintentionally and was in no rush to take the lead.
The White Jade Avenue is only a hundred feet long, and with the escape skills of a few people, they can reach it almost in a blink of an eye.
However, just when everyone arrived at the steps in front of the hall, a sudden change occurred!
The orbs on the last five stone pillars suddenly flashed out and turned into pitch black.
The phantoms of five mountains emerged and turned into a formation, pressing down head-on.
Wang Xingzhi, who was flying at the front, groaned and suddenly landed, lying on the white jade avenue like a toad.
Wen Qianqian and Chen Yuyan, who followed closely behind, were nowhere to be found. They fell to the ground in embarrassment, their beautiful faces eclipsed.
Yang Heng shouted low, stabilized his figure, and landed on his feet with a dull sound.
Fang Cheng, who was at the rear, saw that the situation was not right, and his body swayed and flew backwards.
"hehe!"
Suddenly, a mocking laugh came from behind him, and a flash of sword struck him unexpectedly, slashing towards his back.
It was as if there were eyes on the back of Fang Cheng's head. He didn't even look back. The red feather sword in his sleeve flew out in an instant. The sword's light flashed and opened the blade.
Only then did he turn around and look behind him.
But... three more piercing sword lights were coming towards him.
Fang Cheng hurriedly moved the sword light and managed to block two of the sword lights, but the third sword light could not be blocked.
You can only retreat and dodge.
With this retreat, he happened to be at Yang Heng's side!
The next moment, he felt what happened to Wang Xingzhi and others just now.
An immense pressure fell on him, immediately pressing him to the ground.
All the magic power, spiritual consciousness, and physical body were suppressed!
The slashing blade flew out against his shoulder, almost cutting off his right arm...
The red feather sword lost its magic power and spiritual sense, and was immediately slashed to the ground by the two sword lights.
now.
Above the heads of the five people, there were looming shadows of five mountains, and a heavy and suppressive meaning emanated from them.
Fang Cheng raised his eyes and finally saw the person who forced him into the shadow of the mountain.
The person who came was a Taoist with a bright head and white beard. He looked like an immortal, but his eyes were sinister and flickering.
This person's cultivation has reached the sixth level of induction. The mana fluctuations that are far superior to Fang Cheng's are transmitted to him, making people feel as if they are being stared at by a ferocious beast.
"The swordsmanship is good, but the cultivation level is too low."
The old Taoist glanced at Fang Cheng and commented lightly.
He stretched out his hand, grabbed the red feather sword, and put it into his storage bag.
Then, he looked at Yang Heng and commented: "Physical cultivation can withstand the Five Mountains Prison Suppression Formation. The inheritance should be pretty good."
Then, his eyes fell on Wen Qianqian and Chen Yuyan, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that this time, two top-quality cauldrons would be delivered to my door."
Finally, he looked at Wang Xingzhi, looked at him several times, and said happily: "A child of a noble family?"
Wang Xingzhi smiled bitterly and asked, "Is this a trap set by you?"
The old man stroked his white beard on his chest and said leisurely: "Yes, you are the seventh batch of fish that the old man has caught."
With a proud look on his face, he casually made a magic trick, and saw a few dark red rattans as thick as a thumb suddenly sprang out from behind a stone pillar.
These rattans swam like spiritual snakes, entangled the five people in a blink of an eye, and then tied them to the stone pillars.
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but when binding Wen Qianqian and Chen Yuyan, these rattan ropes were used in several ways to stretch out the two women's graceful figures.
