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Liu Wuxie's fighting power completely subverted their understanding.
In just a few days, he was promoted from the small realm of refining gods to the realm of virtual gods.
Facing Su Lan who was flying towards him, Liu Wuxie remained indifferent and used the magic whip.
I swallowed a large amount of Yunxiao Divine Water, just in time to test the power of the Divine Whip.
The other disciples who were watching the battle had fled long ago, and only the disciples from Fengshen Pavilion and Tianli Palace were left in the field.
The moment the Divine Whip was sacrificed, a terrifying aura swept out.
"Bah bang bang!"
Su Lan was whipped three times.
He died without even having time to scream, and his spirit was completely shattered by the whip.
After killing Su Lan, Liu Wuxie did not give up. Instead, he held the whip and swept towards the other Fengshen Pavilion disciples.
There was another series of snapping sounds, and more than ten disciples of the Fengshen Pavilion died.
In just half a cup of tea, Liu Wuxie's Fengshen Pavilion and Tianli Palace disciples were all besieged, and no one was left.
Put away their storage rings, throw their bodies into the Heaven-Swallowing Cauldron, and refine them all.
After cleaning up, I looked around. The surrounding fog had weakened a lot after the war, and I could see farther away.
"The Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron, continue to devour!"
Liu Wuxie was determined to find the magic weapon center.
Since the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron can swallow the surrounding fog, it will keep swallowing it.
The violent suction force is constantly swallowing up the surrounding fog, and the fog in the distance is coming here, forming a huge vortex.
These mists have existed for hundreds of thousands of years and contain a large amount of chaotic energy. Although it is not as good as the chaotic energy outside, it is better than nothing.
As the fog continues to decrease, the surrounding environment gradually appears in front of everyone.
The assessment disciples who retreated did not go far, but were only a few dozen feet away.
The devouring continues. After refining the Chaos Divine Essence, the devouring power of the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron increases dozens of times.
The mist was like smoke, compressed into a thin line, and was inhaled by the Sky-Eating Divine Cauldron.
Liu Wuxie stood there without moving, using his ghost eyes to look around.
The distance you see is getting farther and farther, and you can already see hundreds of feet away.
The suction power of the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron had reached its limit, and Liu Wuxie could only move his body towards a place with more fog.
Other assessment disciples quietly followed Liu Wuxie to find out.
"What is Liu Wuxie doing?"
A disciple of the Yun family whispered.
"It's probably to absorb all the fog here so that the line of sight is unobstructed."
The Hong family disciples lowered their voices just enough for the two of them to hear.
The fog continued to decrease, and another light group appeared in the distance.
The moment he appeared, the assessment disciples following Liu Wuxie swam forward quickly as if they were crazy.
It was blocked by fog before, so finding the light group was all about luck.
It's different now. After the fog disappears, the light group is completely revealed.
"roll!"
Liu Wuxie waved his hand, and the billowing air waves flew away the assessment disciples who rushed past.
Use Flowing Light to appear in front of the light group. No matter what is inside, collect it first.
The disciples around watched helplessly as Liu Wuxie collected it, but there was nothing they could do.
He couldn't beat Liu Wuxie again and again, so he could only look at the ocean and sigh.
The fog continues to disappear, and the huge space is gradually revealed.
Just as Liu Wuxie guessed, this is indeed the inner world of the magic weapon.
He raised his head and glanced above. The sky above his head was pitch black and covered with lines. Each of the lines was extremely conspicuous.
Liu Wuxie stopped swallowing, the fog dissipated a lot, and a rough outline could be basically seen.
"This is indeed the inner world of a magic weapon."
A disciple of the Wuxin Sword Sect glanced above his head and said to the disciples around him.
"But how are we going to get out!"
Knowing is one thing, being able to get out is another. Are they going to be trapped in here for the rest of their lives?
"Liu Wuxie, are you looking for the formation center? As long as you find the formation center, you can control this magic weapon."
The disciple of the Wuxin Sword sect swam over and asked Liu Wuxie.
Liu Wuxie nodded. Just now, the disciples of the Wuxin Sword Sect did not take action against him.
Moreover, the Wuxin Sword Sect has always had a good relationship with the Tianshen Temple.
"How about this, let's all spread out and look for the center of the formation together. After we find it, we can unite and crack the formation together. What do you think?"
The Wuxin Sword Sect disciple said to Liu Wuxie again.
Several hundred people came in, some of them fought with each other and killed some, and some were killed by Liu Wuxie. Now there are still close to 300 people.
Everyone spread out together, hoping to find the center of the formation.
"Senior Brother Wang Liang is right. We should not fight each other at this time, but the best way is to unite and escape from here."
The disciples of Guiyuan Sect also stood up and agreed with Wang Liang's suggestion that everyone should give up their grudges. Even if they have grudges, they should wait until they leave here.
"What do other people think?"
Liu Wuxie looked at other areas.
"We have no objection!"
The other sect disciples nodded.
"In this case, from now on, everyone is looking for the center of the formation, and they are not allowed to fight each other before leaving."
Liu Wuxie invisibly established his own majesty, and no one dared to refute his words.
"Okay, no fighting with each other before we leave."
The disciples around said in unison.
Liu Wuxie's suggestion quickly resonated with everyone, and they didn't want to die here inexplicably.
There are still three hundred people left. If they really unite to deal with one of them, it will be really troublesome, so Liu Wuxie prohibits private fighting, which is invisibly protecting herself.
After the discussion, everyone dispersed and they approached the magic crystal wall.
There are a lot of patterns imprinted on the crystal wall of the magic weapon. It is not easy to find the center of the formation.
Liu Wuxie clung to the magic weapon, stretched out her right hand, and gently touched the patterns on it.
"Spirit-nurturing pattern, help me find the center of the formation."
A spiritual cultivation pattern flashed out and merged into the magic weapon.
After the spirit-nurturing pattern was integrated into the magic weapon, it was swallowed up by a strong suction force and disappeared without a trace.
"What's going on? Does this magic weapon have a spirit?"
There was a hint of disbelief in Liu Wuxie's eyes.
If this magic weapon still has a spirit, why is it not revealed?
Liu Wuxie was not determined to give up, so she carved out a spirit-nurturing pattern again and incorporated it into the magic weapon.
Just like before, the spirit-nurturing pattern mysteriously disappeared again.
His brows were furrowed and his brain was working rapidly.
This time he felt clearly that an inexplicable force was swallowing up his spirit cultivation pattern.
He couldn't think of anyone other than gods.
"Could it be that the spirit of this magic weapon is injured and needs spiritual cultivation patterns to repair it."
A ridiculous idea grew in Liu Wuxie's mind.
If this magic weapon spirit is still there, then there is no formation center. Even if they search for another ten years, they will not be able to find the exit.
"I want to see how much more you can absorb."
Liu Wuxie carved with his hands this time, and a large number of spiritual cultivation patterns were integrated into the magic weapon.
Immortal weapons have spirits, and what emerges from them is the spirit of the weapon.
The gods bred in the artifacts have extremely high IQs, not even lower than humans.
Since this magic weapon spirit is still there, then find a way to summon him and let yourself out.
Magic weapons are also a kind of weapons. Spirit-nurturing patterns can not only repair the damaged areas of the magic weapon, but also repair the injured gods.
Time passed silently, and Liu Wuxie had carved thousands of spiritual cultivation patterns, all of which were swallowed up by the magic weapon.
Wang Liang and the others walked half a circle around the magic weapon, but there was no clue at all.
Many people began to give up and instead of searching aimlessly, it was better to continue looking for treasures.
There is a foggy world in the distance, and maybe there is a mysterious light group.
"The gods haven't awakened yet?"
Liu Wuxie wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a frown.
It has been more than four days since I came here, and there are still three days left until the Chaos Forest assessment is over.
Just when Liu Wuxie was at a loss, an inexplicable force was transmitted from the depths of this magic weapon into Liu Wuxie's heart.
"I want it, I want it more!"
The sound, like a baby's, was not made by humans, but sent consciousness to Liu Wuxie's soul sea through some kind of power.
"who!"
Liu Wuxie glanced around and saw no one else.
"Am I hallucinating?"
Liu Wuxie shook his head. Anyone who was locked in a closed space for several days would become insane.
"I want it, I want it more!"
Another three words appeared in Liu Wuxie's consciousness for no apparent reason. Just like before, this time it was much more urgent.
"The gods must be the voices of the gods."
Liu Wuxie heard it clearly this time. The sound coming from the depths of the magic weapon should be his own spirit-nurturing pattern, which awakened the gods in the magic weapon.
Instead of rashly carving spirit-nurturing patterns, I tried to communicate with the gods.
After trying it several times, I really felt a faint consciousness sinking into my own soul.
Many powerful creatures can communicate with each other through consciousness without words.
"If you want more spiritual cultivation patterns, you have to promise me something. From now on, you can only listen to me. If you don't agree, then I will leave."
Liu Wuxie vaguely guessed from the information fed back by the gods that the gods' consciousness was seriously damaged and their intelligence was extremely low. It was just an instinctive need.
If the consciousness of the gods were strong, they would have wiped out the people inside long ago.
There was silence all around, and the gods did not answer.
Liu Wuxie knew very well that if he fed the gods and the other party regretted killing him, wouldn't it be like trying to draw water from a bamboo basket and risking his own life at the same time?
Therefore, he must obtain the promise of the gods and surrender to himself before he is willing to continue carving the spirit-nurturing patterns.
The two sides reached a stalemate. Although the spirit lost its spiritual intelligence and had not fully recovered, it knew what it meant to agree to Liu Wuxie.
I agreed to Liu Wuxie, and I can only listen to Liu Wuxie's call from now on.
If you don't agree, you will fall into a deep sleep again. The next time you wake up, you don't know what year or month it will be.
But it was the spirit-nurturing patterns that Liu Wuxie carved that made him want to stop. If it was an ordinary spirit-nurturing pattern, that would be fine. Liu Wuxie had practiced the full version of the spirit-nurturing technique. The spirit-nurturing patterns that he carved, even He Xiong said
