In the formation, disciple Ren and others were puzzled and did not know why the accident occurred.
On the one hand, they suspected that there was a spy mixed in, causing the entire plan to be leaked.
On the other hand, he also secretly guessed that Suning and Dao Huo'er had special secret treasures given by the semi-saints, so they could ignore the nine-curve chain formation that could turn the twelfth-level true immortal into ashes and quietly kill the disciple named Zhou.
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However, no matter which possibility it is, as far as the current situation is concerned, they seem to have suddenly become passive.
Unable to walk away, unable to retreat, everyone stood there in a daze with big eyes and small eyes, not knowing what to do.
"No, we can't delay it any longer."
"The situation has changed, and everything must be considered in the long term."
After much thought, disciple Ren decided to give up the siege and go down the mountain to report.
"Everyone should evacuate as a group, and never leave the group without permission."
After speaking, he carefully withdrew the small defensive formation and rushed down the mountain impatiently.
"Walk."
The remaining people have lost their backbone, how can they dare to stay on the mountain longer?
For a while, only afterimages were seen floating around, and it was difficult to see the real bodies of everyone.
The disciple surnamed Ren has the highest level of cultivation, so he will fly the fastest if he tries his best.
But just when he thought he could escape, a weak wave of fairy power suddenly came from under the big tree a hundred meters away.
"who?"
With his mind tense, he changed direction without hesitation.
At the same time, the fist wind was so fierce that it instantly enveloped the big tree.
The next moment, the ground shook and the mountains shook, half-meter-thick branches were cut in half, and debris filled the sky.
"Damn it, where are you hiding?"
The attack failed and the opponent could not be forced out smoothly. The disciple surnamed Ren became angry and his Dantian was running rapidly.
"You shameless person who hides his head and keeps his tail behind, I want to see which force sent you."
He raised his arms, shook his sleeves, and closed his hands violently.
Cross the fingers, and then flip them over in vain, so that the thumbs and index fingers of the left and right hands are aligned, and the remaining six fingers are facing inward.
"seal up."
His mouth was filled with turbid air, and his eyes were filled with cold light.
As the immortal power gathered together, a palm-sized Ming Seal was thrown out by him.
"Uh-huh."
The seal soars into the air and the runes flash.
Pull out dense lines that are intertwined and stacked layer by layer.
"Oh, the "Sealing Well Technique" created by Emperor Dongyuan ranks among the top-grade immortal arts. As one of his sixteen immortal generals, even though you have only cultivated the first three levels, you are not so ridiculously weak.
"It's so embarrassing, why do you have the nerve to do it?"
In the dark, a woman's delicate laughter sounded, and she asked with a playful tone: "Do you want me to teach you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, black mist formed and a pair of white jade hands stretched out.
With the same gestures and the same sealing method, the woman's fingers shuttled back and forth, like butterflies dancing gracefully.
"you......"
Disciple Ren was in disbelief and shouted angrily: "You actually came out of the Dongyuan Immortal Realm with me?"
"who are you?"
"Did Junior Brother Zhou and Junior Sister Liang die at your hands?"
After asking three times in a row, he immediately recalled his natal immortal weapon and raised his cultivation level to the early stage of the eleventh level of true immortal.
The woman didn't respond and pushed with her backhand.
"Buzz."
A smaller square seal floated in front of him, blending into the void among the lightning and flints and disappearing.
The disciple named Ren was frightened and angrily retreated.
The woman chuckled and said, "It's too late."
"You form the seal with three levels of determination, and I, I will complete the "Sealing the Well Technique"."
"Prin."
The long sword pierced the air, and the sword roared.
It was blocked in all directions, and within the formation, black mist continued to cover it.
"Don't expect to meet them. I calculated the timing and set up multiple phantom formations early in the morning."
"Without a cup of tea and a stick of incense, they can't get out at all."
With the yellow talisman in hand, it spontaneously ignited out of thin air.
The mysterious woman disappeared and said sarcastically: "Why should I kill you myself?"
"One talisman is enough, worthy of your status as an immortal general."
