He looked around and saw people from the Yixian Sect, the Mingxin Sword Sect and many other sects. It seemed like it had become a camp. It was estimated that tens of thousands of people were gathered here, and the seriously injured were resting.

Those with minor injuries and those who were not injured were making tea. Everyone was busy and ready to assist Lu.

The monks who came one after another... and the monsters. Because in another corner of the camp, densely packed monsters were waiting quietly. Flying in the sky, running on the ground, big and small, even monsters that are usually natural enemies.

The beasts were all peaceful and peaceful at this time. Seeing them, Wu Lingyao suddenly

I am reminded of a legend. It is said that when a catastrophe comes, there will be a magical refuge where all creatures can take refuge. However, no matter how much hatred the creatures entering the refuge have, they will not fight in the refuge. Everyone will

Quietly and peacefully waiting for the disaster to pass. So here

, is it a refuge? And he has carefully observed that the fires here are not ordinary fires! They are actually spiritual fires that are supplied by spiritual stones to provide spiritual energy for burning. There are monks guarding each fire, ready to replace the spiritual energy at any time.

Exhausted spiritual stones. "Senior brother, do you need any help from us?"

Wu Lingyao found the person who seemed to be the leader of the Xuantian Sect and asked. The person left to lead the Xuantian Sect was Li Zijian. He looked at the compass in Wu Lingyao's hand and asked in surprise: "Are you Tianxiang?"

Senior Brother Zongjiu?"

Wu Lingyao nodded in surprise. People from Xuantian Sect actually knew him? "Great, our Junior Sister Murong told you to go into the mountain as soon as possible to join them. They are at the top of the mountain."

Li Zijian hurriedly explained what Lan Yue had told him before leaving. Wu Lingyao even asked in surprise: "Junior sister Murong?"

Who is Junior Sister Murong? How do you know him? "Yes, yes, Junior Sister Murong! Very, very powerful Junior Sister Murong. She, our Senior Brother Bai, and Senior Sister Yi from the Yixian Sect are all at the top of the mountain. Hurry up and join them.

, Junior Sister Murong said that the devil must be captured before our crisis can be resolved, otherwise everyone will turn into monsters! This is tea prepared for you, remember to drink it every half an hour."

Li Zijian hurriedly finished his explanation, and then stuffed a bag of tea into Wu Lingyao's hand. At this time, another group of people came outside the camp, and Li Zijian and the others hurriedly greeted them. "Ninth Senior Brother, us?"

Others from the Tianxiang Sect gathered around and looked at the water bag in Brother Ninth's hand. There was only one water bag, indicating that the other party only allowed Brother Ninth to go up alone. "You guys stay here to help, I'll go up and take a look."

Wu Lingyao patted their shoulders and gently threw the compass into the air. The people followed and stood up and flew to the mountain peak. But he stopped at the waterfall halfway up the mountain. He held the compass there.

After wandering around for a while, he continued to fly upward. At this time, he could already see that the formation trapping them absorbed

All the blood in his body was sucked to the top of the mountain like a whale sucking water. As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, he smelled a strong smell of blood, and a black shadow came towards him. He was about to avoid it, but he realized something was wrong and hurriedly

He stretched out his hand to catch the figure that hit him. "Thank you... Puff..." Ji Huanyu, the third senior brother of Xingchen Pavilion, said with a pale face.

He spit out a mouthful of blood, threw a pill into his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth and rushed forward. Wu Lingyao looked around and saw that the other person was a bald man wearing Buddhist clothes. Isn't he from the Buddhist sect?

Moreover, he is also Master Qingji, one of the eighteen Arhats of Buddhism! It is said that he had arrived more than two hundred years ago

The cultivation level of Lingzong. Is he the demon cultivator they want to deal with? At this time, Master Qingji's face has lost its former kindness and kindness. There is a bloodthirsty and cruel smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, and he is looking at him with a sinister smile.

"Haha...here comes another one? The qualifications are pretty good. It just saves me from having to run again. There are exactly nine!"

Wu Lingyao looked around. A huge magic circle was carved on the top of the mountain. The blood mist gathered by the magic circle above his head was sucked into the center of the magic circle. All the lines that carved the magic circle were filled with blood! No wonder.

The smell of blood is so strong! The magic circle

There are nine corners, and seven people have been fixed in one corner of the circle. They are the Bai brothers from Xuantian Sect and Senior Sister Yi from Yixian Sect. The chubby person looks familiar, but for a while I can't remember where he is.

Where have I seen it? There is also this tragically beautiful person.

The senior brothers should be Yan Yueqing, the seventh senior brother of the Xiaoyao Sect, right? And Ao Fei, the fourteenth ranked member of the Mingxin Sword Sect. There is also a female cultivator whom I don’t know but who is as stunning as Yan Yueqing. This is probably Senior Brother Li.

Junior sister Murong you're talking about? The one who just pounced on me again?

Ji Huanyu happened to be swept by Master Qingji's sleeve to another empty corner. At present, the only empty position on the array seems to be reserved for him. "Ninth Senior Brother, give it to him.

Let me guess, can he gather nine people with this formation?"

Lan Yue suddenly shouted to Senior Brother Ninth, "Oh? Still a fortune teller?"

Master Qingji looked at Wu Lingyao with great interest. He was about to press Wu Lingyao on the only empty corner, but when he heard Lan Yue's shout, he stopped again. He wanted to see what the devil would do with his mouth.

Wu Lingyao subconsciously made a hexagram, then nodded, "Yes!"

After saying that, he walked to the remaining empty seat. "Hahaha... know the truth!"

This was the first time that Master Qingji saw such a cooperative person, and he immediately laughed wildly. "Hahaha...cough cough...ha...cough cough cough...cough cough..." Qingji had just stopped laughing halfway.
Chapter completed!