Chapter seven hundred and forty first enemies meet
At the same time, Qin Sang noticed prying eyes.
He turned around and saw a window. There was a man standing in front of the window, nodding to him.
"Later stage of pill formation."
Qin Sang secretly thought that indeed, there had been changes in the Seven Kills Palace this time. The one who broke the formation was the Great Witch Zhu of the Witch Clan, and scared some people away. Those who dared to participate were all masters.
"I guess there won't be too many people. I just don't know how many teams the East Pole Alliance will divide into. Now I not only don't know what the mission is, but I don't even know the identity of the leader. To subdue so many experts, the strength of the leader
You have to be at least at the peak of the Dan Formation Stage, so you can’t send the Yuanying Patriarch here, right? No matter how strong the Dan Formation monks are, it will be difficult for them to participate in the battle between Yuanyings.”
Qin Sang muttered in his heart and walked into the wooden building.
When evening came, Qin Sang, who was meditating in his room, sensed that the wooden building's restriction had been touched. He stretched out his hand and a tadpole-like green light flew in.
Qin Sang's expression moved slightly, he crushed the green light into pieces, stood up, walked out of the wooden building, walked towards the innermost wooden building, and finally saw the leader of the trip.
There were already six people sitting in the hall, and Qin Sang noticed this person for the first time.
His cultivation level is the highest, even if it is not at the peak of the Dan Formation stage, it is not far behind.
This man was wearing a long robe and looked to be in his forties. He had starry eyebrows and sword-like eyes, and looked calm and intimidating.
"Taoist Master Qingfeng."
Seeing Qin Sang, the man stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Xiang has been waiting for the Taoist Priest for a long time. He happened to be out for something today and was unable to greet the Taoist Priest in person. I hope the Taoist Priest won't be offended."
"Friend Daoist Xiang said something serious."
Qin Sang returned the gift and looked at the other five people curiously.
Among these five people, one was the man who greeted him during the day. Sitting next to him was a good-looking woman. The two seemed to be quite close, and they might be Taoist couples.
Among them, the man is a master in the late stage of pill formation, but the woman's cultivation level is similar to Qin Sang's, and she should have just broken through to the middle stage.
Both husband and wife were very kind and took the initiative to signal to Qin Sang.
To their left, a young man with a cold and arrogant expression sat alone with a sword in his hand. Sensing Qin Sang's gaze, he just looked at him coldly, showing no expression.
On the left side of the young man is a fat man, sitting on a chair, his flesh is almost spilling out.
He forced a smile, and the flesh on his face trembled.
Both of these two people are at the peak of the mid-stage pill formation. Common sense infers that they were probably trapped by a bottleneck and had no choice but to enter the Seven Kills Hall to look for opportunities.
Finally, there is a strange man with half a mask on the left side of his face. The mask looks like a skeleton growing on his face. It is covered with bloodshot eyes and his left eye is scarlet. It is very evil. At first glance, he thought it was an evil ghost.
Compared with him, Qin Sang wearing a cloak is not so strange.
This person's cultivation level was also very strange. On the surface, he was in the middle stage of alchemy formation and was very mediocre. However, when his evil eyes looked over, Qin Sang actually felt a slight sting in his eyes.
None of them concealed their own cultivation. Qin Sang could easily tell the difference, but the strength of these people could not be overcome by common sense. Those who have the courage to enter the Seven Kills Hall must have one or two life-saving trump cards.
"Let me introduce you to you. This is Taoist Master Qingfeng from the Qiongyu Chamber of Commerce..."
After the introduction by the leader, each party knew where the other was coming from.
Except for the leader, the other five people, like Qin Sang, came from major chambers of commerce in the East Pole League. The man and woman among them were indeed Taoists, from the same chamber of commerce, and the man's surname was Liu.
The leader's name was Xiang Yi. He didn't seem to be from the Chamber of Commerce. His origins were quite mysterious. Qin Sang was too sensible to ask any further questions.
After greeting each other one by one, Qin Sang also sat down in the corner.
"Fellow Daoist Xiang, are there only seven of us going to the Seven Kills Hall this time?"
The Liu family seemed to be quite familiar with Xiang Yi, and they asked bluntly, "What exactly did the merchant alliance ask us to do? My Taoist friends have always been tight-lipped, but now we can finally talk about it, right?"
"There is also a fellow Taoist from the Nine Star Society who will be here soon. The eight of us are enough to deal with most dangers. Any more will be too eye-catching and will be noticed by interested people, which will be detrimental to action."
Xiang Yi said in a calm tone, "As for the mission of the merchant alliance, I forgive Xiang for the inconvenience. You will know it when you enter the Seven Kills Hall. This is the order of the leader of the alliance, and Xiang does not dare to do it well."
When he heard about the Nine Stars Meeting, Qin Sang was startled and said to himself, "It can't be such a coincidence, right?"
Others frowned because of Xiang Yi's words. The young man holding the sword raised his eyebrows with a look of dissatisfaction.
The fat man chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiang, since we can't reveal the content of the mission, we don't dare to disobey the leader's order, but the difficulty of the mission and the time required can always give us a clue, right? Here's the information
As we all know, the Immortal Formation outside the Seven Kills Palace is no small matter. Breaking through it by force will have a limited time, no matter how strong the spirit formation is. You must leave before the Immortal Formation is closed. If the task takes too long, you won’t even have time to hunt for treasures.
, aren’t we just spending our spiritual stones to work for the Merchant Alliance, so why bother?”
As he said that, the fat man looked around, everyone nodded, and Qin Sang also echoed,
Xiang Yi did not feel dissatisfied, and the expression on his face did not change. He said calmly: "Fellow Taoists, please rest assured. Xiang can assure you that this trip will only consume a quarter at most, leaving you with plenty of time."
.As long as everyone works together to assist Xiang, if everything goes smoothly, it will be faster. As for whether there is any danger in the middle, Xiang can only say that he has made adequate preparations. But the situation in the Seven Kills Hall is unpredictable, and no one dares
I’m sure there won’t be any accidents.”
"It's good that Fellow Taoist is aware of it. I am fully convinced of Fellow Daoist's character."
The fat man grinned and stopped asking.
Everyone didn't want to get to the bottom of it, so they asked a few questions indifferently, waiting for the last person to arrive.
Not long after, there was a sound of footsteps outside.
The old man guarding the gate said loudly: "Senior Xiang, Taoist Cui from the Jiuxing Society has arrived."
Qin Sang's eyelids twitched, he looked up and looked outside the hall, and saw a young man who was as skinny as a stick, Shi Shiran, who seemed to have an evil look in his eyes, walking in.
Who is it if it’s not Twiggy?
When Cui Ji was driven away from Wuyuan Island, Qin Sang never saw him again. He was a bachelor and did not continue to make trouble.
I was originally prepared for him to retaliate secretly. But then there was no movement, so I let it go.
Compared with more than 20 years ago, Cui Ji's aura was obviously more powerful, but his cultivation was still stuck in the middle stage of pill formation, almost different from that of a young man holding a sword.
Moreover, there is something wrong with Cui Ji's current state. He is too thin, his skin is pale, and there is no color at all. It is probably caused by something going wrong while practicing some secret method.
"Is this guy also trapped by the bottleneck?"
Qin Sang's eyes were strange.
"Fellow Taoist Cui is here, please sit down," Xiang Yi stood up to greet him.
Cui Ji was about to take his seat when he suddenly saw Qin Sang, and an unbearable memory suddenly came to his mind.
He also wears a cloak and has a very similar aura.