Jun Buqi did not expect that Yun Xiao, a golden elixir cultivator, would dare to go in even before Yun Feiyang, Yun Zhao and their other Nascent Soul realm clones came out.
So he couldn't hold it back and cursed Yun Xiao secretly in his heart.
But he didn't know that Yun Xiao didn't really want to go in, and he felt bitter in his heart.
Several Yun's Nascent Soul Realm monks have not come out since they entered it. Yun Feiyang has even entered it for a month. He is a little worried whether they are in danger or not.
He didn't know that Yun Feiyang and the others were just Jun Buqi's clones. Jun Buqi felt that if the clones were lost, they would be lost. At worst, it would be a waste of a large wave of spiritual energy.
But in Yun Xiao's view, the loss of one Nascent Soul cultivator is a big loss for the Yun family, not to mention the three Yun Ying cultivators who still belong to the Yun family.
The head and mistress of the Yun family are both in retreat. Although he, the housekeeper, has a low level of cultivation, what will others think if he shrinks from such a situation?
Of course, the key is not what others will think. What others think is not important. What is important is what the family leader will think. If the family leader knows that his clan members have sacrificed, and then asks him, 'They are all dead, why don't you die?'? Then he will arrive
How to answer?
Yun Xiao also knew that if he took the risk this time, he would probably never come back.
But thinking about the future censure he would face from the head of the family, and thinking that his father and son might be kicked out of the Yun clan and continue to wander, Yun Xiao couldn't help but bite the bullet.
He believed that even if he died here, his son Yunfan would be nurtured by the family in the future, which would be better than taking his son out to wander.
Under this kind of self-doubt and self-comfort, Yun Xiao could only bite the bullet and go in.
Even if he went in, the other families would not back down and sent people to follow him, forming a team of more than thirty people and entering the cave.
Seeing that the Red Dragon Eighteen Clan organized such a team to enter, many monks who were watching also went to join in the fun, and Teng Liuyun was just one of them.
In the blink of an eye, the team changed from more than thirty people to hundreds of people.
Jun Buqi also mingled with the team, and clone No. 1 also followed.
The people who secretly paid attention to the number one clone Baotou Lu Bu also followed him silently, such as Teng Liuyun and his previous teammates.
They didn't believe the others, but this Baotou Lu Bu, despite his brave and rough appearance, was beyond their reach in terms of formation attainments.
A group of hundreds of people roared in, and Jun Buqi hung at the end. He turned a few corners in the passage, and when he came to the first fork in the road, he saw a group of people gathered there, including more than a dozen small spiritual crystal people.
Occasionally, it slipped silently from his wide sleeves.
One of the little dolls quietly transformed into a tall, handsome, middle-aged monk with a long beard, and quietly squeezed near Yun Xiao and the others.
Then I heard Yun Xiao say: "There are three entrances to the passage, let's divide them into three groups!"
Everyone had no objection after hearing this, and then the team was divided into three teams. In each team there was a clone of Jun Buqi, and the number one clone walked in front of him.
He didn't plan to take action himself, he just wanted to watch the performance of clone No. 1.
As they went all the way down the passage, it didn't take long before they came to the place where they were trapped before. However, along the way, with the continuous diversion, there were fewer and fewer team members around them, and Jun Buqi
And clone No. 1, there are seven people.
Although the monks who had teamed up with Teng Liuyun and the others also came in, this time they did not follow the clone No. 1, but chose to follow the monks from the Eighteen Clan of Red Dragon.
In particular, Yun's Yunxiao was followed by the most people.
Although Yun Xiao's cultivation level is average, he still bears the name of the Yun family. He probably thinks that since the Yun family is so strong, Yun Xiao, as a housekeeper, must be good enough and will be able to find solutions.
Only Yun Xiao knew in his heart that from the moment he entered this ancient cave, he never thought he could get out alive.
Rather than saying it was to save his own people, it was better to say that he was willing to die to express his will.
There are still more than a dozen people in their team. Although there were some separations in the middle, in the end they just followed directly. If they continue to be separated, they will probably have to think of their own solutions. This pair of people who followed in to try their luck are not so friendly.
Yun Xiao didn't say much when he saw this, just follow if you want!
At this time, they also encountered a formation. Fortunately, they had experience and had already inquired about it before coming in. So when they encountered the formation, they did not panic, but quietly waited for the people next to them who knew the formation.
Carry out cracking.
Yun Xiao's formation skills are not good, but there are people in their team who understand.
In fact, before coming in, these monks selected from various families had done some research on battle tactics.
The middle-aged monk closed his eyes, released his spiritual consciousness, and searched for the formation eyes in the formation. However, there was a monk who could decipher the formation faster than him.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, the formation in front of him disappeared.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but look as if they had seen a ghost, silently watching this middle-aged monk who suddenly took action and seemed to have a somewhat elegant temperament.
Yun Xiao straightened his clothes, coughed slightly, and clasped his fists and said: "I'm Yun Xiao, the steward of Feiyun Yun family. I don't know what you call me? Which family do you come from? Today's mutual friendship, if Yun can start from this
If you go out, I, the Yun clan, will be grateful!"
The middle-aged monk glanced sideways at him and said proudly: "Old Taoist Zhuge Kongming..."
Pretending to be the clone of Zhuge Villager, I really wanted to scold Yun Xiao, but thinking about it, I would be happy if I did this, but it would also weaken the reputation of the Yun family.
The prestige of the Yun family has been established with great difficulty and cannot be shaken casually.
Seeing that Zhuge Kongming spoke so concisely and concisely, everyone knew that this person did not want to have anything to do with the Yun family, and seemed to be a person with a weird temper.
But at this time, no one dared to say anything to him, after all, we still had to rely on him!
On the other side, clone No. 1 also quickly cracked the formation and led everyone to move forward.
Soon, they encountered the second formation. What was different from the first formation was that black mist appeared in the second formation, and there were ghost howls in the black mist.
But Jun Buqi knew that this was not a ghost roar, but an evil spirit causing trouble.
Black mist soon enveloped the space within the formation, ghost shadows flickered around them, and weird laughter filled their minds, even if they closed their ears, it was useless.
"This, this is evil!" someone shouted.
"Use the fire talisman!" Clone No. 1 reminded.
Everyone summoned their own magical weapons. Those who had fire talismans on their bodies took out the fire talisman directly, put their fingers together, a surge of mana came, and then threw it forward.
call……
The flames swept away in all directions.
The black mist was rolled up by the flames, and the strange howling sound inside became even more shrill and harsh.
A pitch-black claw suddenly rested on the shoulder of Jun Buqi, who was at the rear and was motionless, trying to drag him backwards.
Jun Buqi turned around and hit a gourd with his backhand!