However, it was only a meal that I had just met a dozen Nascent Soul monks and several Golden Pill monks. These people were all pale and seemed to have encountered ghosts. They didn't say much, and passed by Xiao Hua and others. In addition to panic, they were more gloating.

Yuankong Zhenren could naturally understand the expressions in the eyes of these monks, and stopped unconsciously and hesitated for a moment. At this time, several Nascent Soul monks flew from everyone's left hand. Several people looked at Yuankong Zhenren, nodded slightly, expressed their respect, and then passed by again to the right side of Yuankong Zhenren.

"I'll wait to go over there..." As if I felt the kindness in the eyes of these monks, Yuankong Zhenren ordered again, "Follow them!"

The Yuankong Zhenren's idea was correct, but unfortunately he misjudged the strength of others. He just chased after a meal. The figures of the people in front of him were gone, and the five of them fell into darkness again! Of course, if it was just darkness, these Nascent Soul monks would not be afraid. What was terrible is... the hurricane near the left was even more powerful, and the vortexes were mixed with strong earth-based spiritual energy. They formed a force that was sharper than the flying sword, which was crazy to impact everyone's defense, as strong as white flying, and there was a hint of fear on their faces.

Bai Fei dared not listen to Yuankong Zhenren. He looked left and right and opened his mouth, and four wooden green flying swords flew out like silk. After seeing the trajectory and strength of the four flying swords, he hurriedly pointed to the round and straight direction of the trajectory and said: "Go..."

Xiao Hua followed him without hesitation, and the Yu Meiren hesitated a little, waved at the Yuankong Zhenren, and hurriedly followed him! She didn't want to expose the face of the demon clan here.

Yuankong Zhenren looked at Johnson helplessly, but Johnson didn't make any noise and stayed with Yuankong Zhenren, "Let's go too!" Yuankong Zhenren stopped, feeling a little relieved, waved at Johnson and signaled to fly away together.

Bai Fei flew with the flying sword for a moment, and the flying sword fell to a strange place. This place was a place where several hurricanes intertwined. If it were common sense, it would have been a huge vortex, but the spiritual energy of the world here was a bit thin. The hurricane had weakened here, and the vortex had not been formed, but formed a space of more than ten feet in size and balanced wind power.

Bai Fei fell into the space, and the bright lights around him were obviously not rushing in! Xiao Hua and Yu Meiren followed him and seemed to be relieved. When Yuankong Zhenren and Johnson flew in, Yuankong Zhenren's face was obviously a little unnatural.

Bai Fei did not pay attention to these things, but opened his mouth and several flying swords flew out. Unfortunately, after a while, he put the flying sword away again, looked at Yuankong Zhenren and smiled bitterly: "Senior Yuankong, my skills are at this point, I am afraid I can't do my best anymore. I will depend on your old man from now on!"

"Well, Fellow Daoist Bai wait!" Yuankong Zhenren was shocked and nodded, "I will think about it carefully before using the secret technique!"

"It's okay, we are the guardian of the senior!" Bai Fei smiled slightly, blocking his body in one direction.

"I'll give you the protection of the law for seniors!" Johnson Chan said honestly, blocking in another direction.

When Xiao Hua and Yu Meiren also protected other directions, Yuankong Zhenren narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the blue darkness in the distance. He gritted his teeth, sat cross-legged, and pinched the magic formula with his hands. As the magic formula was pinched, light and shadow emerged from the body of Yuankong Zhenren and rushed into the darkness. As the magic formula was activated, the hurricanes that were originally balanced began to interlaced, and wind blades gradually emerged! After a moment, Yuankong Zhenren raised his hand and slapped his head to the door, "Boom..." A Yuankong Zhenren flew out, and the Nascent Soul had just flew out, and the slight wind blade had already arrived. Yuankong Zhenren's Nascent Soul was not solid at all. At this time, the wind blade blew by, and the surface of the body had already disintegrated!

However, Yuankong Zhenren ignored it and opened his mouth again, "Puff..." a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and he saw that his face, which was originally aged a little, became even more dry!

"Damn it!" Although Xiao Hua was not familiar with Yuankong Zhenren, he didn't like his style of fighting for power. However, when he saw his desperately activating the secret technique, he was slightly angry again. Xiao Hua already understood Bai Fei's intention!

"Fellow Daoist Yuankong..." Xiao Hua hurriedly reminded, "You should rest for a while first, we still have magical powers but have not used them!"

Unfortunately, Xiao Hua still didn't understand the idea of ​​Yuankong Zhenren. Yuankong Zhenren glanced at Xiao Hua coldly and said, "Don't be anxious, if I can't make achievements when I'm not doing anything, I will naturally give you a chance!"

"Haha, forgot, let's do it..." Xiao Hua was so amused and crying. Since Yuankong Zhenren insisted on being fooled, Xiao Hua could not have pulled others.

However, Xiao Hua was still a little surprised because this Yuankong Zhenren was just a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but after his Nascent Soul was released, his body was still controlled by the soul. However, after seeing the essence and blood falling in the air, Yuankong Zhenren actually made gestures with his hands again, and obscure light and shadows were born from his magic tricks, and gradually fell into the essence and blood. After a moment, the essence and blood turned into a blood talisman!

"Woo..." At this time, the Nascent Soul, who was already scarred all over his body, suddenly opened his mouth, and a clear light spurted out from the Nascent Soul's abdomen, covering the blood talisman. The blood talisman made a strange sound. At the same time, the Nascent Soul also pinched the inexplicable magic tricks and pointed at the blood talisman. "Whoosh..." The blood talisman flew straight to the center of the Nascent Soul's eyebrows with a sharp sound.

"Puff..." The blood talisman fell on the forehead of the Nascent Soul, and immediately turned into an oval blood pattern and merged into the center of the eyebrows. Then, a layer of blood spread from the center of the eyebrows to the entire body of the Nascent Soul.

"Oh?" Bai Fei saw Yuankong Zhenren fall into the trap and expressed himself so hard that he felt a little contempt in his heart. However, when he saw Yuankong Zhenren actually had such a secret technique, he was slightly stunned.

After the blood was covered with Nascent Soul, the Nascent Soul's eyes flashed red light, and he opened his mouth again, "Puff..." A blood-colored flying sword of several inches rushed out, "Go..." The Nascent Soul's voice was very tired and repelled, but he saw that the flying sword rushed straight to the high place and fell into the hurricane, and then "brush..." It was like a flower blooming, and hundreds of small sword phantoms emerged from the small sword and flew away in all directions!

"Hu..." Yuankong Zhenren's Nascent Soul breathed a long sigh, and it became much more depressed, slowly falling into Yuankong Zhenren's body. Yuankong Zhenren slowly stood up, looking at the wrinkles, and his face seemed to have grown a lot older. However, the eyes of the mid-stage Nascent Soul monk flashed with a confident luster and said, "Don't worry, fellow Taoists, if you don't need a half-pouch of cigarettes, there will definitely be news!"

"Well, I believe that fellow Taoist's secret technique must work!" Although Xiao Hua did not like the pursuit of power by Yuankong Zhenren, he could not bear to see Yuankong Zhenren's life span so freely, and answered first.

Bai Fei misunderstood Xiao Hua and thought it was a praising killer, so he flattered with a smile: "Indeed, fellow Taoist's secret technique is the only one in Bai's life. It is possible that he will not make any contribution? I'll wait for the good news."

Johnson continued to pretend to be honest and did not answer, so Meiren of Yu certainly did not forget to appreciate it. For a moment, Zhenren of Yuankong was a little tilted again.

Sure enough, just as I got a bag of cigarettes, a slender sword light returned at the bottom of everyone's feet. At this time, the blood light on the sword light had long disappeared, and the flying sword was covered with scars.

Yuankong Zhenren stopped the flying sword with distress, raised his hand and pointed it below and said, "Fellow Taoists, the maze is below, let's continue!"

"It's a good fellow Taoist!" Bai Fei did not forget to put a high hat on Yuankong Zhenren and said, "If there were no fellow Taoist secret techniques, we would probably not even be able to touch the door of the mystery array. How could we get the Fengyou Wheel?"

Yuankong Zhenren showed a smile on his wrinkled face, a little red and radiant, and said with a smile: "It should be! Since all fellow Taoists are willing to follow me, how can I let you down?"

As he said that, Yuankong Zhenren rushed to the ground first!

Although the more you flew into the ground, the less the sky wind seemed to be, the more severe the sky wind that could blow here might be. And especially, a huge buoyancy different from the ordinary underground also emerged from the darkness near, and it was about to push everyone out!

The more the Yuankong Zhenren flew away, the more uneasy he felt. The excitement of finding the entrance to the maze on his face gradually dissipated. He was afraid that his secret technique would not find the entrance to the maze! Moreover, his eyes were looking around from time to time, and the cold and sad sound of the wind near him made him feel cold, because no other monks were flying around, far from the previous lively appearance.

When everyone had obviously slowed down their flight speed, as if they were walking in a swamp, Yuankong Zhenren gradually lost confidence in his secret technique.

"Senior Yuankong..." Yu Meiren's slightly hoarse voice sounded, "Where is the entrance to the maze? If you fly away again... I am afraid that my magic power will be lost! If the entrance to the maze is in a place that we cannot reach, then how can those Jindan disciples enter? This so-called selection is meaningless, right?"

"Cough cough..." Yuankong Zhenren coughed a few times, and a smile squeezed out on his face and said, "Don't worry, the entrance should be near, I might as well look for it..."

Xiao Hua had long seen strange fluctuations not far below, and there were even more scattered fluctuations under the fluctuations. If nothing unexpected happened, it would be the entrance to the magic circle. At this time, he heard the Yuankong Zhenren speak and immediately took advantage of the situation and said, "What fellow Taoist Yuankong said is right, it should be like this! Since he has used secret techniques, he should be near, so I will look around! Moreover, I think... the entrance to the maze circle may not be one. If you are lucky, the Jindan monk may find other entrances elsewhere. They are simple to get started, and there may be more dangers inside. And when we have worked hard to find this entrance, there may be less dangers inside..."
Chapter completed!