"Brother Centipede, have you forgotten? The oath you made before..." Yu Huan smiled and reminded him with "kindness".
boom!
The voice inside the [Monument] suddenly stopped.
The atmosphere also became more subtle.
This smell of conspiracy...
You can smell it even from hundreds of meters away. Everyone is an antique who has lived for hundreds of millions of years. What haven't you seen before?
How could he not see through Yu Huan's intentions?
It was nothing more than an attempt to weaken Centihuang's trump card.
In the past, they would have given me a few words of advice.
But now, when the life and death of everyone is at stake, how can he speak for Centihuang?
Everyone looked at it eagerly.
Without adding insult to injury, it’s already pretty good!
Seeing the eyes of these heroic spirits falling on him, Centihuang was so angry that his face twisted and he glared at Yu Huan with red eyes.
His teeth gritted even more, "Grrrr..." He growled loudly and said: "My surname is "Yu...", I'll fart you, mom. What I said before was about dealing with totems.
You are here to confuse the public, I rely on your ancestors."
Yu Huan chuckled and was not angry: "If we don't help them, we may not even be able to see the totem."
boom!
Just then.
The word "Collect" on the head of a foreign race was completely shattered, and the terrifying power of rules poured down on it in an instant.
How can the ninth-level realm resist this power?
Before everyone in the [Monument] could react, this alien race turned into a pile of scorched earth in full view of everyone.
The faces of everyone who saw this scene suddenly became ugly.
Even Long Wenzhang spoke quickly and said: "Brother Centipede, now is not the time to care. Go and help them first. Otherwise, as Yu Huan said, the [Hidden Spirit Tombstone] cannot leave this area. We must prepare
No matter how long it takes..."
"Brother Centipede, go quickly, we will all remember your kindness."
"They won't last long..."
"If you don't help, it will be too late." A group of heroic spirits also advised.
"Made, what is this?" Centihuang blushed and cursed, then turned to glare at Yu Huan opposite him, his fists clenched so tightly that "bang", "bang..." kept ringing, "
With the surname of Yu, I have recorded this account."
After saying that, his figure flickered.
He walked out from [Tombstone...] and came to Xianqiong, next to Demon Oyster and the others. After secretly cursing "trash" with a dark face, he raised his arm, and there were several words "Collect".
Its eyebrows flew out and landed on the heads of these aliens.
With its help, Xian Qiong and Demon Oyster immediately heaved a sigh of relief. Without the threat of rules, their steps seemed to be a lot faster. Carrying the [Hidden Spirit Tombstone], although they were not walking as fast as flying, at least they were walking fast.
It was several times faster than before and walked straight to the foot of the mountain.
Step by step, it used to be an adjective, but now it has become a real descriptive word.
With Centihuang's protection, they were relaxed and just had to work hard. However, they suffered from Centihuang. Almost every ten breaths, he had to replace the word "Collect".
Fortunately, this section of the road is not too far. As long as you step outside the scope of the [Name-Leaving Tree], the power of the rules will not fall on these alien races, and it can also retreat into the [Tombstone].
It secretly breathed a sigh of relief and made a rough calculation. If it wanted to protect these aliens from leaving the range of the "Name-Leaving Tree", two hundred breaths should be more than enough.
Five people, converted to one hundred words [collect], fortunately, I have something left over.
Inside the [Tombstone], seeing that Centihuang stabilized the situation once again, the tense expressions on everyone's faces relaxed.
Only Long Wenzhang looked at the nearby [Tree with Names], his eyes could not help but become solemn, and he secretly held [Hongjin Ling...] in his hand.
As one of the heroic spirits that has lived the longest and had the highest status, it knows many secrets that other heroic spirits do not know, and this [Hidden Spirit Tombstone] is one of them.
This stele was refined by the president from the foundation stone of the Tiangong. In other words, it is inextricably linked to the [Yunding Tiangong].
According to the classification of the [Psychic Society], this famous tree is a watershed.
Upward is the upper heaven of the [Psychic Society].
Downward is the area for ordinary disciples.
In other words, as long as you carry the [Hidden Spirit Tombstone] out of the area of the Named Tree, there will definitely be a commotion in the direction of [Yunding Tiangong].
As for what this movement is, it is unknown.
Even though it was prepared in advance, it was still worried. After all, a totem that had returned to the peak of the ninth level and had a killer weapon like the [Soul Seduction Book] in its hands was definitely not an easy thing to do.
Seeing that the figures of these aliens were getting closer and closer to the mountain gate, they were about to step out of the coverage area of the "Name-Leaving Tree". Long Wenzhang's heart suddenly hung in his throat.
I saw it took a deep breath, held the [Golden Bell] in a "ding", "ding..." sound, and said: "Everyone, please be careful, we are about to leave the area of the upper sky. If you are here,
If the prediction is good, once [Hidden Spirit Tombstone] leaves this area, [Yunding Tiangong] will react."
"As for whether it will alert the totem who is still in retreat, it is not clear yet, but we must prepare for the worst. Once it chases us, we must join forces to block it. We must not let it destroy the [hidden spirit]
Tombstone] Stay.”
"If it dares to chase it out, we will come together..." A group of brainless heroic spirits roared.
As for the heroic spirits with some brains.
Then prepare silently.
"..."
After another thirty breaths, Xian Qiong, Mo Oyster and others, covered in sweat and with veins and blood vessels about to burst, finally arrived at the edge of the "Tombstone with Hidden Spirits" carrying the "Tombstone of Hidden Spirits".
There are only a few dozen steps left before we can reach the area covered by the tree canopy.
Centipede, who had already lost more than eighty [Lian] characters, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and showed a smile for the first time on his face: "Fortunately, it was faster than I expected. I only lost more than eighty. Even if
The totem is chasing me now. As long as I don't keep targeting myself and using the [Soul Enchantment Book] to mark my name back and forth, I should still be able to protect myself."
"Senior, can you... take a break?" I, a member of the [獆] tribe, said panting.
Its strength is the weakest among everyone.
Just this distance has made it so tired that it is about to collapse, and several blood vessels on its body have burst, so that it looks like a blood demon.
"What are you resting for?" Centihuang said "Huh!" with a displeased face and said: "Try harder, as long as you walk out of the gate of [Psychic Society], no one will care how long you want to rest, now
Stop, if the totem catches up, you will be buried here forever."
Thinking of the old man's terror.
The old man of the [獆] tribe felt excited all over.
How could I dare to mention resting? I immediately gathered my energy and started rushing down the mountain.
Just a few dozen steps.
Just when they were carrying the [Hidden Spirit Tombstone] and completely walked out of the coverage of the Name-Remembering Tree...