"Who is talking...what do you want to do?"

Jin Hua shouted as he looked around with a vigilant look on his face, and at the same time he secretly sent a message to the remaining six people, allowing them to disperse their formation and defend their own side.

When he discovered that the surrounding environment was changing, Jinhua and others immediately released their spiritual consciousness.

Before, because they were rushing to travel quickly, they could not be distracted by using their spiritual consciousness to explore the surrounding environment.

Only after they lower their speed or even stop completely will they use their spiritual consciousness.

Although there were unknown changes in the surrounding environment, Jinhua and others did not look panicked.

For this election, they have already made sufficient preparations.

Although they, like Qingyang and others, suddenly learned about the changes in the election rules.

However, compared to Qingyang, who lives alone in a corner, Yongtie monks have long been accustomed to this fierce competitive environment.

"I just know how to use spiritual consciousness now, it's too late."

Another familiar voice came from around.

Qiao Yuan was standing in the air at this time, just above Jinhua and others' heads, probably only a distance of more than ten meters.

But the seven eternal iron monks below were unaware of it.

At this moment, their sight was pitch black.

In my eyes, I could only see a few teammates around me.

"Do you dare to hide behind the scenes and not come out? If you have the ability, stand in front of us with dignity."

Bao Ruize turned his head around and shouted to the surroundings.

At the same time, he secretly sent a message to Jinhua beside him:

"Jinhua, what did your spiritual consciousness explore? My spiritual consciousness is vague. I can't sense anything except you."

Unlike the calmness shown in the shouting just now, Bao Ruize, who was transmitting the voice to Jinhua, clearly showed some anxiety.

"My spiritual consciousness is like you, and I can't detect anything, as if I'm trapped."

Jinhua echoed while vigilantly.

"What about your spiritual eyes? Do you see something?"

Bao Ruize asked afterwards.

If the spiritual consciousness fails, maybe Jinhua, who has mastered the spiritual eye technique, can see something from this perspective.

"It's useless, it's also pitch black."

Jinhua's negative answer really made Bao Ruize feel a little panicked.

What kind of magical power is this that can actually make all their spiritual consciousness and spiritual eyes invalid?

Is it an illusion?

However, I have never seen that some of the cultivators in the Spirit Realm can use this kind of illusion barrier that closes the five consciousnesses.

If you keep this state and someone attacks them later... the consequences are unimaginable.

Qiao Yuan stood in the sky, showing a playful expression on his face.

The people in Yongticheng below him looked extremely alert and patrolled around to find the enemy, but they had no idea that they were on their heads.

"The first time I really used the closed barrier on a monk, I didn't expect it to be so easy."

He murmured to himself.

If you look at this closed barrier outside, there is no so-called darkness.

Only when I saw a few people in the jungle were like headless flies, not knowing what they were afraid of, stood in a circle, looking very alert and the current enemy.

This picture is very interesting.

"I suggest you can run away again, maybe you can escape."

Qiao Yuan slowly shouted to the person under his head.

However, Yongtie 7 people couldn't hear that Qiao Yuan was on their heads.

As soon as Qiao Yuan's words entered this invisible barrier, they became heard from all directions.

Jinhua, the leader below, heard Qiao Yuan's voice transmission and strengthened his determination to stay where he was.

Now their perceptions with the outside world have been cut off, and who the hell knows where their group is heading for?

Not only will someone walk with his head, he may even drive away from Qingyang Town.

Not to mention if you are walking in the dark and suddenly attacked by someone at a close distance while rushing to the road, it would be a head for the opposite person.

At present, the best way to correspond is to stick to the same place and see what countermeasures can be solved.

"Fellow Taoist, don't bother me anymore. We are monks from the Mo Tribe. The election has just begun. There is no need to fight now."

"I think you haven't taken action for a long time. You must be waiting for your companions. But have you forgotten the agreement reached by all the leaders of the Seventeen Divisions?"

Jinhua looked calm and looked firm. He raised his head and shouted into the sky.

Qiao Yuan looked down at Jinhua and put away his playful expression.

Have you guessed my location... There is something, Qiao Yuan thought to himself.

At the same time, Qiao Yuan was thinking in his mind what the grinding part in this person's mouth means.

"Don't be vain and want to find out my information. I think you should know my identity when you say the first sentence. I am Qiao Yuan."

"I'm too lazy to spend more time. As long as you tell me the information I want to know, I will let you go."

Qiao Yuan shouted to the person below again.

Qiao Yuan was too lazy and disdainful to disguise his identity, and he didn't think so.

I don’t want to waste too much time. After I get the information I want, I prepare to leave.

Yongtie and his group below were really shocked when they heard Qiao Yuan’s self-destruction of his identity.

Several people looked at each other, as if saying to each other: Qiao Yuan?

Who would have thought that the topic of conversation that was spoken the moment before would become his "dish on the plate" the next moment.

Among the seven Yongtik people, one of them had an extremely bad expression in an instant.

That is Ji Xuanming, who spoke rudely before.

He looked at the dark sky and earth in front of him, and a drop of cold sweat was left on his forehead.

After losing any perception of the outside world, Ji Xuanming suffered a strong sense of oppression.

This kind of oppression seems to be the only one targeting him, while the other six people still seem more comfortable.

After asking others, Ji Xuanming found that only he felt this way.

He was very puzzled, but after hearing Qiao's self-reported identity, he suddenly realized.

And he said at the beginning that someone said bad things about him... it won't really mean me.

What kind of magical power does this kid... master?

Ji Xuanming swallowed heavily, his eyes quickly glanced around.

At the same time, a powerful aura emanated from him, and he directly used all his masterful body protection techniques.

Although this behavior consumes extremely spiritual energy in his body, he doesn't care about it at this moment.

At this time, Ji Xuanming's body was surrounded by seven or eight different layers of spiritual shields, emitting colorful light, which was extremely shining.

For Yongtie 7 people, this is so dazzling in an extremely dark environment.

It's like a shining "meat dumpling", very funny.

"Ji Xuanming, what are you doing? Are you afraid of being like this?"

Zhao Bei beside him looked at Ji Xuanming with an unusual look and asked with a teasing tone.

Ji Xuanming was nervous, and after receiving Qiao Yuan's affirmative answer, the other six people breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for the other seventeen members of the Ministry of Justice, that would be great.
Chapter completed!