"Let's let the news out and let others compete for it. When we find the real Yunling Futon, we will reap the benefits." Lu Qingli suggested. Yang Ming and Mia didn't think of a better way, so they both nodded in agreement.
plan.
After three days of spreading, hundreds of competitors have gathered around the cave. Most of them are holding a map in their hands. The map clearly shows the direction of the cave where the Yunling Futon is located. Of course, these maps are Yang Ming's
's masterpiece.
"Yang Ming, when do you plan to remove the phantom formation at the entrance of the cave?" Mia watched the figures coming from the distance and couldn't help but asked with some worry.
"Don't worry, the number of people is not too large now. After the number of people reaches almost a thousand, we can cancel the phantom formation and let them have a war. This will not only find the real spirit-containing futon, but also reduce the number of competitors."
Yang Ming leaned lazily on a tree, his eyes scanning the group of competitors in the distance from time to time. The map he spread did not indicate the specific location of the cave, only the approximate direction, and then used the cave to blind him.
The formation is hidden, so as long as you don't walk into the illusion formation, you can't see the cave.
"Yang Ming, the time is almost here. If we wait any longer, those powerful races will come over." Lu Qingli flew to Yang Ming's side from a distance and said solemnly.
After hearing this, Yang Ming's eyes narrowed. A strong race is a race with more than five powerful people in the Chaos Realm. The disciples they sent to the Six Paths Illusion Realm for trials are at least ten, and some even have twenty or more. Even if there are not
After finding all the companions, five or six of them have gathered together. If these people come, the variables will be huge. It is unknown whether they can snatch the real Yunling Futon in the end.
"Great-grandfather, do it!" Yang Ming shouted, immediately walked towards the crowd, and then blended in.
Lu Qingli and Mia were prepared to grab and run away once the real Yunling Futon appeared.
Yang Ming, who was in the crowd, made a handprint with both hands intentionally or unintentionally. The blinding illusion formation was immediately lifted, and the cave was immediately revealed.
"Look over there!" Someone yelled, and everyone else looked in the direction he was pointing. There was a looming hole there.
"The Yunling futon must be inside!"
A figure took the lead and rushed towards the cave quickly. The people behind him all reacted and took action to stop him. Colorful spiritual attacks instantly overwhelmed the figure.
Some of the calmer competitors frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong in their hearts. However, when someone surpassed the crowd and entered the cave first, they no longer thought about it. It was more important to snatch the Yunling Futon.
Yang Ming withdrew from the crowd without leaving a trace. He was the one who had just shouted. With so many people fighting for it, a scuffle was inevitable. He wanted to retain his strength for the final fight for the futon.
"I got it!" A feathered creature held up a simple futon. He was an Anku tribe known for speed in the universe. He was the one who surpassed everyone and entered the cave.
But before the man could be happy for too long, various attacks came at him. He tried to dodge the attacks with his superior speed, but there were too many attacks. After dodging some of them, a spiritual arrow hit him.
He grabbed his thigh, there was a momentary pause in his movements, and then he was overwhelmed by all kinds of attacks.
"ah!"
After a scream, only a futon stained with blood and the gradually recovering space were left on the ground. The Anku clan member was nowhere to be seen, and it was not certain whether he was alive or dead.
Yang Ming slowly lowered his Tianlin Thunder Bow. The arrow that hit the man's thigh was shot by him. He would not allow anyone to take the futon away without being sure of its authenticity.
Seeing the tragic situation of the Anku people, everyone present felt a chill in their hearts, but it was quickly covered up by greed. Someone used the shadow of the tree on the ground to steal the futon that fell on the ground.
When he left, a scream came from the land.
"Yeah, my hand!"
A figure rushed out of the soil. It was the Dark Tribe who snatched the futon. However, one of his arms was corroded into white bones, and the wound continued to expand. Even his spiritual power had no time to repair it. Soon, half of his body's flesh and blood corroded.
Clean.
Just when he was about to corrode his head, a ray of light flashed, beheading the man's head and falling into the hands of his companions.
"Help me, reincarnation..." the man with only the head left said.
His companion's face darkened. It is possible to reincarnate in the reincarnation realm, but it is not 100% successful. Even if it succeeds, the soul will escape from the Six Paths Illusion and go to a baby in the universe who is about to be born, and his life's cultivation will be wasted.
You have to start all over again. Therefore, people in the reincarnation realm will not choose reincarnation unless they have to.
The Anxing tribesman holding the head drew a circle of reincarnation on the ground with blood. He muttered words and stirred up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. A soul slowly appeared in the head, was wrapped in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and flew to the sky.
At the same time, everyone also knew that the futon was a deceptive fake, and the target was redirected to the cave. However, with the lessons learned from the past, no one dared to enter the cave and take out the futon.
"Stop it all!"
A shout like thunder came from the sky. Everyone looked along the sound and saw six figures flying quickly. Someone in the crowd recognized the origin of these six figures and took a deep breath.
Yang Ming also looked at the figures in the sky, his face gradually becoming gloomy, because these six figures all belonged to the same race, and they were the Qi Catfish tribe among the powerful races.
The Qiliao tribe is not very good-looking. Regardless of men, women or children, they all have thick lips and two long whiskers above them. They look like catfish. With the two beautiful long horns on the top of their heads, they look as weird as possible. Legend has it that
This race was born after the spiritual beast Qilin transformed into a human form and intermarried with the Catfish clan.
Because they have the blood of Qilin in their bodies, their aptitudes have been greatly improved. The offspring of Qilin and the Earth Catfish tribe broke away from the original Earth Catfish tribe and formed their own lineage.
Intermarry with other races to ensure the purity of the bloodline.
"Great-grandfather, the Qi Catfish tribe has joined the fight for the futons. It is estimated that the original plan cannot be implemented." Yang Ming whispered to Lu Qingli.
"Now we can only act by ear." Lu Qingli said helplessly. Their plan was to abandon the strong races. If there were only ordinary races, they could use various means to ensure that the futon would eventually belong to them, but the strong ones
Once the race joins, with the strength of the three of them, it is difficult to guarantee that the real Yunling Futon will fall into their hands.
"I am Qilong, the young leader of the Qidao clan. I heard that there are Yunling futons here, so I came here to receive them. If any of you get the Yunling futons, please present them quickly." Among the six people, there was a short and ugly young man.
Said loudly.
Even if Qilong wears luxurious clothes, it can't save the ugliness in his appearance. It's like a toad wearing a dragon robe, as long as it gives people an incongruous feeling.
Everyone looked at each other and no one said anything. Qilong suddenly felt that these people were ignoring his majesty. He immediately blushed, pointed at the crowd and cursed: "You bunch of ungrateful trash, I ask you a question,
But you don’t agree, do you think you don’t take the Qilong clan seriously, or are you saying that Qilong’s words are not a deterrent?”
The five figures beside Qi Long took a step forward. The aura of the reincarnation realm enveloped the crowd, which was extremely depressing and made people breathless.
"Qi...Master Qilong, we dare not ignore your majesty, but the real Yunling futon is still in the cave, so we didn't present it to you!" A figure was pushed out of the crowd and tremblingly walked towards Qilong.
explained.
"Oh? The real Yunling futon hasn't appeared yet?" Qilong waved his hand, and his five bodyguards immediately put down their momentum, and the crowd was relieved.
Yang Ming and others who were hiding aside had their faces even more solemn. They did not expect that Qilong would be surrounded by five Samsara Mirror experts. This was far beyond their expectations. Sure enough, the emergence of a powerful race would be a big trouble.
"You, go and get me the Yunling futon." Qilong pointed with his hand, and the person who just spoke suddenly turned pale. The fate of the man from the Dark Tribe just now is obvious to all. If he encounters a fake futon, he will probably die.
Get out of the cave.
"Master Qilong, can someone else go and get it?" The man said cautiously with trembling legs and beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Huh? Dare you disobey the order?" Qilong winked at the bodyguard beside him, and the next moment a huge head flew up and was teleported out by the illusion space. This was because Qilong didn't kill him, otherwise
Before the space could be sent out, the person's soul was obliterated.
Qilong pointed another person into the cave. Unexpectedly, this person cut off his own head decisively. The illusion space sent away another competitor. Instead of being killed by the fake futon, it was better to give up the trial and save his life.
Once there is the first person, there will be the second one. Whoever Qilong points at will take off his or her head and let the illusion space send him out. Qilong pointed at a dozen people, but no one entered the cave.
, which made him furious.
"That's enough. If you want to use this method to evade my order, then I will kill you directly. Let's see if the space teleportation is faster or my men attack faster." Qilong roared at the group of people.
"Go!" Qilong pointed another person to the cave. The man's legs suddenly softened and he almost fell to the ground. Before he could make a move, the momentum of the bodyguards beside Qilong was on his head.
"I'll go." The man said bitterly, and then walked into the cave step by step. Looking at the four futons on the ground, he closed his eyes, picked up one at random and walked out of the cave.
When the other competitors saw this man walking out of the cave safe and sound, they thought he was lucky and had chosen the right futon. They were both happy and regretful at the same time. But before the man could reach Qilong, his face suddenly turned red and he fell into madness.
Launch an attack on Qilong.
"Die!" A sharp sword light shot from the sword in the man's hand towards Qilong's face.
"boom!"
The next moment, his whole body and futon were crushed by the bodyguards beside Qi Long, and blood mist mixed with a kind of fragrance filled the air.