Chapter 1432: Leave

Name:Top of Qinglian Author:Xiao Shimo
There was a sudden gust of wind, and countless yellow gravels blew into the wind, turning into a yellow earth wall more than a hundred feet high, blocking Qian Yue.

After a loud bang, the blue flower basket fell, the yellow earth wall collapsed, and the dust was flying.

Qian Yue had disappeared, and countless yellow mists emerged from the ground, covering a radius of more than ten miles.

A cold light flashed in the blue giant python's eyes, it opened its **** mouth, and a piercing sound of breaking through the air sounded. Thousands of white ice cones flew out and disappeared into the yellow mist one after another. They were like mud like the sea. No sound came out.

With a flash of blue light, the blue giant python suddenly turned into a beautiful woman in a blue dress with a round bead and a beautiful blue dress. The young woman in the blue dress has a thick snake tail behind her.

"Formation!"

Her eyes were cold, and countless blue lights appeared in the void, suddenly turning into a blue mountain more than a hundred feet high. The entire mountain was frozen, and the ice layer was about a foot thick.

In a low roar, the blue mountain smashed into the sea of ​​yellow fog, and there was a deafening explosion. The yellow fog rolled violently, and most of it collapsed.

In the underground cave, Ye Haitang and other six people stood on the teleportation formation, Qian Yue's face was pale.

A deafening sound came from outside, the ground shook, and a large amount of gravel rolled down from the stone wall, and the dust was flying.

Wang Qingqing entered a magic formula, the teleportation array shook violently, and a dazzling silver glow rose into the sky, drowning the figures of the six of them.

After the silver glow dissipated, the six of them disappeared.

Boom!

The underground cave was torn apart, and countless rubble rolled down.

The beautiful woman in the blue dress flickered and suddenly appeared near the teleportation formation. She looked at the teleportation formation on the ground with gloomy eyes.

"Teleportation Array! No wonder not many people can be caught. It turned out that there was an array mage who set up the teleportation array."

A roar sounded, and the pattern on the surface of the teleportation array dimmed. Obviously, the other party destroyed the teleportation array on the other side, and the teleportation array in front of him could not be used.

Fifty thousand miles away, in a hidden underground cave.

The six of Ye Haitang stood beside a teleportation formation. The cave was more than a hundred feet in size. Several fist-sized moonstones were inlaid on the stone walls, emitting soft white light, illuminating the entire cave.

"Fairy Ye, thanks to you all this time, otherwise I would have died at the hands of aliens. There are aliens from the Nascent Soul stage here. I really don't know how they got in."

Qian Yue was out of breath, and her face was pale.

"Fairy Qian, we are a group, it's just a small effort. By the way, you quickly destroy the induction beads and the like, otherwise the aliens may follow."

Ye Haitang urged that they found a lot of sensor beads from the aliens in the Yuan Ying period, guessing that the other party was tracking other people with the sensor beads.

Qian Yue quickly took out the induction beads and destroyed them on the spot.

"Fairy Qian, heal your wounds first! Let's go outside and have a look, hoping that the aliens won't chase after them again."

Ye Haitang said hello and walked out.

Wang Qingling and Wang Qiuming hurriedly followed and attacked Ye Haitang.

A towering giant peak, the top of the mountain, a simple courtyard, a red-robed old man with benevolent eyes stood in the courtyard, not far away there was a 300-meter-long blood-colored magic circle, the surface of the magic circle was covered with flickering non-stop. Blood Rune.

Hundreds of immortal cultivators stood on the blood-colored array, their expressions were different, fearful, nervous, fearful, and desperate, among them there were many disciples of the ten major sects.

A blood-colored light curtain covered them, and upon closer inspection, they all had a mini blood-colored sheep's head between their eyebrows, and their arms were covered with mysterious blood-colored runes.

The red-robed old man took out a palm-sized blood-colored Dharma plate from his sleeve and punched in a magic formula. A woman's voice suddenly sounded: "Fellow Daoist Yang, I really can't find any other immortal cultivator, how much more do I need to catch?"

"If you don't, come back! It's just a day or two."

The red-robed old man frowned. He studied for thousands of years and found that when the Feixian Ruins are opened or closed, the power of the plane is weakened. At this time, it is the best time to use the formation method to open a passage. It is only once in a thousand years. Miss this time Chance, he can only sit in Feixian Ruins.

"You know each other, if you don't want to die, follow the old man's orders, otherwise don't blame the old man for being rude to you. If I can leave here, you can leave here too."

The red-robed old man looked at the cultivator on the blood-colored array and said solemnly.

"Hmph, how do we know what you said is true? What if you lied to us!"

Qin Bin frowned and said, feeling extremely depressed in his heart. He was a carefully cultivated disciple of Wanjianmen. He entered Feixian Ruins and got a lot of treasures. In the hands of aliens, this kind of man is a knife and I feel very uncomfortable.

More than 20 rebels have been killed, and the appearance of death is ugly.

If someone uses the sky eye technique to check Qin Bin and others' dantian, they can find that countless blood-colored threads are entangled in their golden core, and they can't do it if they want to expose themselves.

"Do you have a choice? If you want to die, just say, this old man has a hundred ways for you to survive and die."

The red-robed old man sneered, turned his hand and took out a blood-colored round bowl the size of a slap, and punched it into a magic art.

With a muffled sound, a large blood-colored flame gushed out from the round bowl, the temperature nearby suddenly dropped, and the green light group made a miserable wailing sound and flew rapidly.

The green light group is the remnant soul of the slain cultivator, and even if it is dead, it will be tortured.

Qin Bin and the others looked at each other in dismay, feeling even more uncomfortable.

"Either die or obey the old man's orders. Do you have a third way?"

The red-robed old man was full of ridicule and disdain.

Qin Bin and the others sighed helplessly. If they want to commit suicide, they can't commit suicide. If they dare to say nothing, they will die immediately.

In the underground cave, Ye Haitang was engraving the pattern with a serious expression.

Qian Yue was still healing, while Wang Qingling and the others were chatting.

Suddenly, the void was twisted and deformed, and a huge force of space attacked from all directions, crushing their bodies.

"Feixian Market is going to be closed, ready to withdraw."

Ye Haitang smiled happily, they had waited a day for too long.

Qian Yue hurriedly received her power, and her face returned to a ruddy look.

They took out a silver talisman one after another, squeezed and shattered, the whole person turned into a silver light, disappeared into the void.

When they came back to their senses, their bodies quickly fell towards the bottom.

A huge white cloud flew over and dragged them.

Over the deserted island, there was a ripple in the void. Dozens of cultivators fell out of the void one after another. Wang Changsheng and others took action to catch them.

Seeing that Ye Haitang and the other five returned safely, Wang Changsheng finally let go of his dangling heart, and heaved a sigh of relief.

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