Yuling Peak is surrounded by vast clouds and smoke. Countless Yuling Sect disciples are standing in the square under the peak.
Hundreds of foundation-building disciples control spiritual birds, flying insects are suspended in the air, the ground is full of Qi-training disciples, and gray-black mantises lie beside the Qi-training disciples.
There are as many as 3,603 monks from the Yuling Sect participating in the ancient ruins secret realm this time! Among them, 603 are disciples in the foundation building stage and 3,000 are disciples in the Qi training stage.
The disciples in the foundation-building stage are divided into thirty teams, with twenty people in each team. The tenth team is headed by one person, and three peak-building monks lead all the foundation-building monks.
One hundred Qi training disciples form a team, divided into thirty teams and divided into thirty foundation-building teams.
A dozen senior elders of the Yuling Sect who were in the alchemy stage looked at the square from the top of the mountain.
"Senior Brother, are you really going to enter those dangerous places this time?" asked a beautiful woman in purple.
"This time, the Ancient Forbidden Ruins Forbidden Formation was personally inspected by the Supreme Ancestor! Also going with the Supreme Ancestor were more than 20 ancestors from the Southern Territory. The Forbidden Ruins Forbidden Formation has indeed reached its end!
The ancestor has made it clear that once entering the wilderness, the disciples of each faction do not need to think about the origin of their masters. Each faction will fight for the resources in the wilderness and bring out as much as they can!" the dark old man replied.
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"The map that Master Uncle Weng gave to my grandnephew is an ancient palace to control spirits. There may be ancient methods of controlling spirits in it! That ancient strange insect was found there! It's a pity that Master Weng last time
He was restrained from entering the inner hall of the ancient palace before he was teleported out!" The woman in purple said again.
"Junior sister Qing, the secret technique that girl cultivated is specifically to deal with the restrictions in the inner hall of the ancient palace. Coupled with the aura of that ancient insect, I believe she can bring back something!" The dark old man looked at the three tallest people above the square.
One of the people.
A woman in white stands on the back of a huge green insect. This green insect has four wings and six eyes, a pair of long tentacles like two green whips, and the insect's body is shaped like a beetle.
The woman in white clothes was dressed in plain clothes, standing on the back of the insect with her hands tied. If Li Xiu could see it at this time, he would definitely recognize that this woman was the plain white female cultivator who assigned him the task of inducing vomiting of golden silk.
Several elders in the Danjie stage also said a few words about the secrets in the ancient wilderness.
At the end of the hour, the golden drums in Yulingfeng Square were beating in unison. Thirty teams of monks were commanded by twenty foundation-building disciples, and hundreds of Qi-training disciples sat on the iron-backed mantis.
There was a loud roar in the sky, and more than 3,600 disciples of the Yuling Sect sat down and all the iron-backed mantises flew high into the sky.
Li Xiu made the giant mantis under his feet fly into the sky, and the hundreds of disciples at the same level of Qi training around Li Xiu also controlled the mantis under their feet toward the sky.
Everywhere he looked were disciples of the sect dressed in light yellow peasant uniforms. A gray-black mantis spread its gray wings, and the buzzing sound was endless.
The gray-black mantis flew very fast, and Li Xiu had already surpassed the height of Yuling Peak before he knew it.
The foundation-building disciples led the way overhead, and the qi-training disciples followed closely behind. When they flew thousands of feet away from the mountain peak, the foundation-building disciples above Li Xiu no longer continued to climb, and the mounts of the foundation-building disciples began to fly upward around patches of rays of light.
The qi-training disciples below also control the iron-backed mantis and follow the foundation-building disciples above them.
The iron-backed mantis flew higher and higher, gradually approaching the gray mist of the mirage in the sky.
Among the three foundation-building disciples of the Yuling Sect who are closest to the ancient wilderness, a young man dressed as a scholar looked at the scene in the gray mist.
"That's Hanhu Jiao Island! Senior Brother Gu, Junior Sister Qingying, let's enter the secret realm of the wilderness from there!" The young scholar pointed at the lake-like place on the upper right and said.
"It's all up to Junior Brother Fujian!"
The middle-aged senior brother Gu with disheveled hair urged the green luan bird under him and plunged into the gray mist first.
Qingying, dressed in plain white clothes, urged Qingtiankun at her feet to follow closely.
The young scholar glanced at the large army behind him, and he also got into the gray fog.
Below, the six hundred foundation-building disciples of the Yuling Sect flew into the gray mist, followed closely by the three thousand Qi-training disciples who also flew into the gray mist wasteland.
The iron-backed mantis at Li Xiu's feet followed everyone and flew into the gray fog. When the gray fog reached his body, Li Xiu's sight and consciousness were obscured by the gray fog.
After entering the gray fog for hundreds of feet, a spinning feeling filled the air. Li Xiu hurriedly grabbed the iron-backed mantis. The iron-backed mantis leaned forward very quickly, spread its wings backwards, and in a circle, Li Xiu was already hanging on it.
In the air, something whizzed past him. Li Xiu heard the cry for help, and someone actually fell off the back of his spiritual pet.
The gray fog ahead gradually became clearer, and when Li Xiu righted his body again, he had already flown out of the clouds.
Looking down, thousands of Yulingzong disciples were suspended in the air. Several spiritual pets had no monks on them. It must have been that those few people had fallen into the rolling gray mist!
After waiting for a quarter of an hour, more than 3,000 Yuling Sect disciples came out of the gray mist. At this time, the Foundation Establishment disciples below split into three and dispersed into three torrents.
The thirty teams of monks that followed also dispersed, and Li Xiu also flew out with his team, stopping far away in the air.
The three monks of the Yuling Sect are like three yellow clouds. The foundation-building monks headed by the three yellow clouds are a young man named Min dressed as a scholar, a middle-aged senior brother with disheveled hair, and a beautiful female Xiu Qingying dressed in plain white.
The three yellow clouds were mixed with a few wisps of gray, and a dozen foundation-building disciples in gray farm clothes were mixed in. The three yellow clouds covered the sky and the sun, and the momentum was extremely huge.
Below the disciples of the Yuling Sect, there is a huge lake with rippling blue waves. The lake is green and the waves are rolling erratically.
There is an island in the huge lake. The island is surrounded by green trees and vines, and the color is exactly the same as that of the lake.
On the surface of the lake, more than a dozen green dragons with glowing blue scales poked out of the water.
These jade dragons have ears and beards, and their bodies are clawless and slender. The part just protruding out of the water is nearly ten feet long.
These dozen green dragons were currently fighting fiercely with a group of monks. The dragon's head was looking around for the monks who attacked it, and blue ice balls as big as a basin were ejected from its mouth.
The blue ice ball does not seem to be very powerful, and the cold air on it only disperses slightly. But every time the ice ball lands on the lake, the lake water will instantly turn into ice.
The monks who surrounded this group of cold dragons were also cautious. Dozens of them fired a spell once, and then everyone retreated. When the cold dragons noticed them, several foundation-building monks would release powerful spell attacks.
Cold dragon.
A dozen low-level monks were affected by the cold air of the ice balls spit out by the cold dragon. The moment the cold air entered their bodies, these low-level monks who were in the Qi training period were frozen into ice sculptures.
The ice sculpture fell onto the frozen lake, and its body shattered into ice slag.
A dozen foundation-building monks who attracted the cold dragon in the air quickly released fire spells to restrain the cold dragon.
One of the middle-aged monks in the foundation-building stage held a fiery red Ruyi magic weapon in his hand. The clouds above the Ruyi were like blazing flames.
Ruyi, a middle-aged foundation-building monk, released a rainbow-like fire dragon, which flew toward the cold dragon that was madly attacking the Qi-training disciple.
boom!
Two dragons, one cold and one hot, entangled and collided with each other! The cold dragon was not very intelligent, and it bit the fire dragon that was wrapped around it like crazy. However, this fire dragon was not a real thing, but a spiritual fire condensed with mana.
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Thanks to the book friends on the side of the moon for the tip, and thanks to the book friends of the little follower on the side of the moon for the tip. Thank you! The names of the two big guys make me think a lot!