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Yi Xifeng laughed twice, took a few steps back, and grabbed the round mirror in front of the throne.
"You can win three against one without force. If you have the ability, come in alone...!"
Before the word "pick" in Yi Xifeng's voice came out, he was pulled into the crack by a suction force.
The muscular man took two steps forward to chase after him, but was stopped by Shu Zhijuan. He frowned and said, "I'm afraid that boy has already mastered some of the rules for using treasures. If we follow him, we will most likely be manipulated by him."
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"Forget it?" The muscular man was a little reluctant and murmured, "I've come all the way and there's not even a damn thing left. I might as well be on the second floor and master all the previous things!"
"What's the rush? It's not too late to go back and practice the first two floors. The focus is on the fourth floor." Shu Zhijuan showed a smile and said, "The passage into the fourth floor cannot be cracked. There is something missing that is surprising.
Isn't it a good thing for us to have an opponent with palpitations?"
"By good luck, you mean we arrived?" A lazy voice came from the door of the Frozen Hall. If Yi Xifeng heard it now, he would probably be pissed to death...
The members of the Divine Sect suddenly turned around and saw three people wearing Zhenwu Hall robes and one person wearing casual Xiu clothes. If they weren't Yang Hua and the four who had just escaped from the secret room, who were they?
Shu Zhijuan took a step forward, cupped his hands slightly and said, "I am Shu Zhijuan, a disciple of the Divine Cult. I have met everyone in the Zhenwu Hall."
"Stop talking nonsense, where did you hide Junior Brother Li?" Why not ask later.
Shu Zhijuan looked at each other and the muscular man next to him, and said with a smile: "But a fair boy wearing Zhenwutang clothes?"
At this moment, the Divine Religion only has three warriors who are at the level of the Xia Da Tang, while Zhen Wu Tang has three plus the casual cultivator Little Tit on the sea. The advantage in numbers is irreplaceable.
They could only think of ways to avoid this battle as much as possible, just like Yi Xifeng faced the three of them.
Yang Hua frowned slightly. Based on the footprints in the snow, he judged that one person came to the hall first, then someone else followed, and then there were the footprints of three people walking together.
Counting Sun Jiuer and Zhao Shengyan who were already dead, the two people in front of them should be Jin Zaomu and Li Chengtao. The three of them walking together are the three disciples of the sect in front of them.
The three of them had not taken action against themselves on the second level before, so there was probably internal strife within the cult.
Seeing He Buchi asking aggressively, Yang Hua patted He Buchi on the shoulder and said, "Junior Brother He, don't be impatient."
Shu Zhijuan looked innocent and said: "When the three of us came here, we did see a Zhenwu Hall disciple holding a bronze mirror, but when he saw us, he ran away without looking back..."
He pretended to regret and said: "We just want to find the secrets of the divine religion left by our ancestors on the fourth level, and we don't want to be enemies with you."
After hearing this, the muscular man next to Shu holding the scroll let out a cold snort, and his fists that were eager to try also relaxed.
Yang Hua clasped his fists slightly and said loudly: "I understand, Zhenwutang is here to find a way out and try to avoid unnecessary conflicts."
"But..." He changed the topic and said coldly, "If there is any behavior that threatens the disciples of the Zhenwu Hall, the Zhenwu Hall will definitely fight to the death!"
"So, your Excellency, can you reveal the whereabouts of our Zhenwu Hall disciple Li Chengtao?"
After hearing Yang Hua's questioning tone at the end, Shu Zhijuan felt relieved, pointed to the floating round mirror in front of the throne in the hall, and said, "He touched the round mirror, and then the whole person disappeared."
"Disappear?!" Yang Hua frowned.
"Yes, maybe he is too impatient. As far as I know, the space near this floating circular mirror is extremely unstable. We are also discussing how to find a route to the next level." Shu Zhijuan said calmly.
"Why not let them also enter the space turbulence?" The tough man asked through sound transmission.
"Do you think they will believe it? A perfect lie requires most of the true information to cover up the slightest bit of falsehood." Shu Zhijuan replied via voice transmission, "Look, they can't bring about the death of their companions no matter what.
, it comes down to us.”
He looked at the four people from the Zhenwu Hall discussing something on the other side of the hall and showed a sneer.
"I know they are probably lying, but it is true that Junior Brother Li has disappeared. I can't feel that he is nearby." Yang Hua looked at He Buchi and sighed.
"Judging from the fact that the footprints are covered with snow, Junior Brother Li's contact with the three members of the Divine Cult could not last more than a stick of incense. Do you think that with his level, he would not be able to compete with a stick of incense?" Ling Ruoxue couldn't help but add.
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He Buchi looked resentful and said, "It's my fault that I was too stupid for not cracking the deception mechanism in the secret room earlier."
The little tit comforted him: "Brother Li, Ji Ren has his own destiny, nothing will happen to him."
"Let's wait for him here. Fortunately, there won't be a snowstorm in this hall. Let's recharge our batteries. The fourth floor may be more difficult than the third floor." Yang Hua looked at the floating round mirror in front of the throne and murmured.
road.
I don't know how long it took, but Yi Xifeng heard a call coming from the round mirror on his chest.
"Are you still alive?"
"Speak directly if you have something to say..."
"I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?"
Yi Xifeng stood up, with the sound of water gurgling in his ears. He subconsciously looked up and found no trace of running water above his head. He couldn't help but touch his forehead and said, "What floor are we on?"
"Four." Jing Ling replied with only one word.
Hearing that its voice was a little weak, Yi Xifeng moved forward to explore and said helplessly: "It won't help if I send you my true energy, you might as well rest for a while."
The sound of running water became more and more intense, and Yi Xifeng walked behind a waterfall.
After bypassing the waterfall, there is a huge stone platform in front of it. Around the stone platform, there are more than a dozen waterfalls falling from high altitude, impacting the rocks on the ground, making a loud "boom" sound.
There was a man sitting cross-legged on the stone platform. His face was pale and bloodless, and his silver-white hair was scattered on his shoulders.
At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes, stood up slowly, and looked towards Yi Xifeng.
"I knew you were one of a kind." A sneer appeared on the man's face. He stood up and stared at Yi Xifeng.
"Jin Zao Mu!" Yi Xifeng suddenly broke out in a cold sweat from behind.
"Hey! Hey, wake up!" Yi Xifeng's spiritual consciousness called the mirror spirit.
"What..." Jing Ling's voice sounded a little tired, as if he was about to fall asleep.
"Can you let me go back to the third floor? If I meet this madman, I might as well go back and beat those three people." Yi Xifeng grinned bitterly.
If the goal of the three people from the third-level divine sect is the round mirror in his hand, then Jin Zaomu’s goal is him. The former can hand over the round mirror to save his life, while the latter...
"No!" Jing Ling replied angrily, and then refused to respond no matter how Yi Xifeng shouted.