Cang Xiaotian and the others calmly held their breath and lurked.
Beside him, Duanmu Yun was crouching on the ground, looking into the distance.
There is a huge city there.
The city shield has already been opened, and many practitioners have gathered outside the city wall.
Those practitioners, perhaps a dozen or dozens of them, gathered together, wary of each other, but their eyes glanced in the direction of the city from time to time.
Besiege but not attack.
In other words, they don't want to be that stupid boy who consumes his divine power.
When the city is destroyed and the colorful flowers are no longer available, wouldn’t it mean that the wedding dress for others was in vain?
Therefore, it was a stalemate.
"This rabble!"
Duanmu Yun cursed secretly.
He glanced at the people on both sides and whispered: "Everyone, follow me forward.
When the time comes to break through the magic circle, who can get the seven-color flowers will all depend on their ability.
As for what we can't grab, we'll just go to the next city.
As long as we work together, everyone can get the seven-color flower."
"Okay, listen to Mr. Yun."
Everyone agreed.
Duanmu Yun nodded solemnly and turned his gaze to Cang Xiaotian.
What else can Cang Xiaotian say?
I can only nod.
Before, I only knew that His Highness Yun was cruel and inhumane, but now I discovered that this evil-minded guy was very capable of winning over people's hearts.
"Walk!"
Duanmu Yun gave an order, and everyone came out of the bushes and headed towards the huge city.
The group of practitioners outside the city wall noticed it, just glanced at it casually, and then turned away.
Here comes another wave.
They are already used to it.
Soon, Cang Xiaotian and his team came closer.
But Duanmu Yun stepped forward alone, swung his sword, and the huge sword light roared out and struck directly on the city's protective shield.
Rumble~~~~
There was a lot of movement, but the city shield only shook slightly.
Duanmuyun's intermediate level of spiritual cultivation is simply not good enough.
The group of practitioners shook their heads when they saw it.
Many people even laughed out loud.
It's really overestimating one's abilities.
A mere mid-level god, but he still has the nerve to come out and embarrass himself?
Cang Xiaotian was puzzled when he saw it.
What is this His Highness Yun doing again?
Facing everyone's ridicule, Duanmu Yun didn't care. He glanced around and suddenly smiled.
"Dear masters, if you continue to use it like this, do you plan to use it until the seven-color flower withers?"
Um?
All the practitioners frowned after hearing this.
This kid...is a bit reckless!
"According to Yun Mou, this magic circle is not very strong. Perhaps a dozen of the strongest gods working together to attack it can break it in a few breaths."
Duanmu Yun's voice was loud and loud, trying his best to be heard by all the practitioners, "You don't even think about it, if you just sit back and enjoy the results, how will it be convincing even if you win the seven-color flower later?
Not to mention other people, I’m afraid even you and the friends around you will have complaints.”
When Duanmu Yun said this, he glanced at everyone and gave them time to digest.
Sure enough, after hearing his words, all the practitioners looked at each other with slight changes in their expressions.
What this guy said seems to make sense.
There is no effort to break through the magic circle, just waiting to snatch the seven-color flowers?
Such behavior is truly disgusting.
Seeing everyone's expressions, Duanmu Yun felt proud, and then said: "In this case, how can the cultivator who has obtained the seven-color flower leave safely?"
Hiss~~~~
Hearing this sentence, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.
yes!
At that time, the person who snatched the seven-color flower will become the target of public criticism.
Facing so many practitioners, I couldn't leave even if I wanted to.
Only then did everyone realize that there was such a thorny problem.
People who understand will naturally recognize that this is Duanmu Yun's plan.
When he said that, he was blocking the way for others, so that everyone had to get on his boat.
Because anyone who doesn't get on the ship will become everyone's enemy.
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Finally, someone couldn't hold back anymore and asked a question.
When Duanmu Yun saw it, he sneered in his heart.
Are these people all stupid?
So easy to take the bait.
On the face, Duanmu Yun had a look of justice.
"That's a good question, dear friend!"
He first gave a thumbs up to the person who spoke, and then continued, "It's actually very simple. Let's work together to break the magic circle.
When the time comes, who can finally grab the seven-color flower depends on his or her ability.
I think that in this way, others will definitely not snatch the colorful flowers from his hands.
What do you think?"
After listening to Duanmu Yun's words, all the practitioners looked around and nodded.
"That's fair!"
"Yes, everyone contributes and then competes for the seven-color flowers based on their own abilities."
"I agree with Brother Yun's suggestion."
…
Many practitioners expressed their opinions and agreed with what Duanmuyun said.
Some people even started calling him brothers.
The three people here, Cang Xiaotian, met each other, looked at each other, and gave a secret thumbs up.
What a fucking talent!
Seeing such a change in the attitude of the cultivators from other teams, the sturdy man who was responsible for exploring the path before couldn't help curling his lips and muttered: "Follow Mr. Yun, and you will be able to enjoy all kinds of food and drink."
"What are you waiting for?"
A cultivator with a hot temper shouted loudly, picked up his sickle and swung it towards the city shield.
When other practitioners saw it, they also showed their weapons and started to attack.
While Cang Xiaotian waved the magic sword, he sent a message to Mu Lengyan and Hu Meng'er, telling them that their safety was important.
As for robbing the seven-color flowers, act accordingly and don't force it.
Mu Lengyan and Hu Meng'er naturally had no objection.
Many practitioners took turns to attack, and in just three breaths, the city's shield shattered into nothingness like bubbles.
"Come on!"
A group of practitioners were overjoyed and rushed over the city wall and poured into the city.
It was their first time to come to the city, and they didn't know what kind of battles there were.
Cang Xiaotian and the other three mingled in the team, allowing everyone to pass them by, and soon fell at the back.
Others think that they know that their strength is low and cannot be snatched, so they are willing to do this.
Duanmu Yun took his time and was not far in front of Cang Xiaotian and the others.
Beside him, two powerful men at the peak of the gods followed closely.
That was arranged by Emperor Shang Yu, a master guard specially responsible for protecting Duanmu Yun.
"Brother Tianxue."
Duanmu Yun suddenly sent a message, "I'll ask you to help hold down the commander of the black-armored man later. If you get the seven-color flower later, I'll give you one, how about it?"
After hearing this, Cang Xiaotian pondered for a moment and replied: "His Royal Highness Yun, is he true to his word?"
Duanmu Yun smiled over there: "Brother Tianxue, don't worry, on this point, I, Duanmu Yun, still have credibility.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to win over so many practitioners who would follow him willingly."
"good."
Cang Xiaotian agreed immediately.
If Duanmu Yun wants to obtain the key to enter the second stage of the Conference of Gods, he must obtain at least three seven-color flowers.
With so many practitioners, it's impossible for him to grab them all at once, right?
Then, to go to other cities next, he still needs Cang Xiaotian.
A seven-color flower is worth it in exchange for Cang Xiaotian, a conscientious master.
The two of them didn't say anything, but they were like mirrors in their hearts.
"Black-armored men! So many?
Kill..."
"kill!"
The practitioners at the front were already fighting fiercely with the men in black armor.