Five Immortals Gate

The thin monk in long gown withdrew his gaze from Mi Heng, and exchanged meaningful glances with the other two foundation-building monks who had not spoken a word without leaving any trace. They both understood each other and smiled in their hearts.

But at the same time, an evil fire arose in the skinny monk's heart. He thought of Fairy Miao's delicate body as white as snow and her charming beauty that was moaning softly under him, which really made him want to stop.

I remember that at the beginning, before Mi Heng came to the future, this wonderful fairy was not walking among them that night.

It was only after Mi Heng arrived and secretly killed two monks who had no regard for interacting with Fairy Miao that the remaining people stayed away from Fairy Miao.

The other two foundation-building monks saw the dark meaning in the eyes of the thin monk in long robes, and couldn't help understanding it. Their eyes seemed to pass by Miao Fairy inadvertently.

Then they all looked towards the sky, and then slowly narrowed their eyes, as if sensing the movement in the distance, but they had a different feeling in their hearts.

Fairy Miao could clearly see the instant reaction of the three slim monks in long robes, but she ignored them and disdained "people who are as timid as mice!"

Since Mi Heng came, she could no longer enjoy the happiness of being together, which was a kind of torture for her. But Mi Heng's cultivation level is simply not comparable to that of others here, and he is so vicious that Miao Fairy herself does not dare to interact with others.

Mi Heng warned her that if he found out again, he would place a blood ban in her body, making her unable to survive or die.

However, looking at the crumbling formation in front, the people behind them also admired Mi Heng for a while. You must know that this formation was not broken by the village owner three times yesterday.

They knew the magical power of the village owner, and could withstand the attack of the golden elixir. Mi Heng was able to break it to this point. Although it took a long time, this Mi Heng was really powerful in the formation. .

When an ordinary formation mage in the foundation-building stage breaks the formation that can withstand the attack of the golden elixir, the counter-shock force brought about by breaking the ban is probably enough to shock him to death, but this Mi Heng's face is getting paler and paler. , actually withstood the backlash of the formation restriction.

With such thoughts, several people actually forgot about the owner of the village for a while, not to mention they were not worried about the safety of the owner, but one thing still made them uneasy.

After a while, a foundation-building monk who was looking at the horizon looked at the other people. After hesitation, he still said, "The matter with the young village master... the consequences are extremely serious. I didn't even do anything yesterday." I'm afraid..." At the end of his sentence, the look of worry on his face became more intense.

As soon as he said these words, except for the short green-robed foundation-building monk, the rest of the people who had just had some other hot thoughts were immediately cooled down.

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How could they not know that the young villa master was the darling of the villa master and his wife? This unexpected death had nothing to do with them, but thinking about the villa master's principle of always doing things based on temporary preferences, they all couldn't help but feel regretful. A chill down my back.

Even Miao Fairy's pretty face turned a little pale, and the look of fear in her eyes increased greatly.

The way the owner and his wife deal with people is not something they can bear, and the punishment they get every time they do something wrong makes them miserable.

As if they were cramping and peeling off their bones all the time, they just wanted to end their lives early, but they couldn't.

Even the short green-robed Foundation-Building monk who had never known the so-called, immediately trembled when he heard these words, and his fear was self-evident.

The thin man in the long gown was older after all, and his demeanor was the first to recover. He first looked back at the group of Qi Condensing disciples behind him with a sinister look.

They didn't deliberately lower their voices when they spoke here, and they were all immortal cultivators behind them, so of course they could still hear them.

Under the look of the thin monk in long robes, many of the Qi Condensing monks behind him felt their legs weaken and almost knelt on the ground.

They didn't want to hear these conversations, but the first few people seemed to be deliberately not transmitting the sound to let them hear.

So in the future, as long as these seniors suffer at the hands of the village owner, their fate can be imagined. If it doesn't work well, it is possible for a few to die.

Anyway, they, the Qi Condensation Stage monks, were all captured and had been restrained for a long time. They usually only do menial jobs.

With their cultivation level, letting them go would probably lead to death. Without the ability to fly, although there are very few monsters here, the area is so vast that if they encounter one, they probably won't be able to resist it.

What's more, letting them leave is just their best wish.

Only when these Qi Condensation Stage disciples can successfully build the foundation, will their status be greatly improved. But then it will be the village owner's turn to personally plant restrictions on them, let alone escape from this place.

It is said that the restrictions planted by the owner of the village are more vicious. As long as the person who has been planted with the restrictions has the slightest thought of resistance in his heart, the owner of the village will know it immediately.

With just one thought, he will make your life worse than death, making you feel like you are in the eighteenth level of purgatory all the time, and even wanting to take your life is just a matter of a thought.

The group of Qi Condensation Stage monks behind them all know that the people in front seem to have already twisted their minds.

Qu, as long as they suffer from the owner of the village, they will often take it out on their group of Qi Condensation Stage disciples, and even like to kill and kill them.

So when the thin monks in long robes let them hear the conversation without any scruples, they were already trembling with fear, knowing that there was no telling how many more people would disappear from this world today, so they could only pray in their hearts that this disaster would not happen. Put it on your own head and let others bear it.

The thin monk in long gown looked blankly as he glanced at the people behind him. Every time he glanced at someone, that person's body trembled, and the trembling became even more severe.

But until the end, the slender monk in long gown did not say anything. He turned his head to Mi Heng in front of him and whispered.

"As long as Brother Mi can break this formation before the village owner comes back, and we capture all the monks inside, it will be possible to offset the village owner's thunderous wrath. But I warn you, we must capture a few people alive and keep them." Search for the village owner’s soul.”

After he finished speaking, several foundation-building monks, including Miao Fairy, all nodded.

They are now in a remote location and are basically in a dormant state. They may not meet a monk for half a year. Therefore, in order to obtain news on weekdays, except for the external contact point of the village owner and his wife, the monks in the village rarely have contact with the outside world.

But the village owner and others also have to travel far to get the news, so often the village owner will grab a few more monks and bring them back, and slowly search for the souls to get the most real situation.

These foreign monks who appeared here quietly this time must be targeting them, so of course they have to get the most accurate information from these outsiders.

And recently, several mysterious monks have come to look for the owner of the village. Their cultivation is unpredictable, and they all use magic to cover up their figure and appearance. Even Mi Heng, who has always been the most valued by the owner, does not know that they are here. Only the owner, his wife and the young owner know who he is.

But afterwards, several foundation-building monks in the village were able to get some information from the owner of the village. Their "big event" was about to happen, and they must be extremely careful in their actions in the near future.

"You don't have to worry anymore, break it for me!" At this moment, Mi Heng, who had been continuously playing the spells and sitting cross-legged in front of the formation, shouted in a low voice.

There was deep exhaustion and... a hint of pride in his voice. The first half of his sentence was addressed to the people behind him, but the second half was cheering to him.

Then, as soon as his words came out, everyone in the village hurriedly looked at him, and saw Mi Heng waving his hands in front of his chest like a violent wind and rain.

As he waved his hands, between his hands, a dazzling white light group was growing.

As the light group expands, its surface has

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The arcs intertwined and shone, making a "squeaking" sound, and the pressure emitted from the light group became stronger and stronger, and the white light on the surface was even more piercing, making it difficult for everyone to look directly.

At the same time, there were seven people lying, sitting, or standing in the formation, and many of them were staring anxiously at the person in front of them.

There was also a person sitting cross-legged at the front of the formation. He was facing the entrance of the formation, his face was as bloody as blood, and the veins on his forehead were bulging like earthworms, and his expression was ferocious.

There were still traces of blood at the corners of his mouth, and the white clothes on his chest were stained red by large swaths of blood, which had already dried and turned dark red.

This man is holding a palm-sized old bronze formation plate in his right hand, and his left hand is constantly drawing runes. As soon as these runes flash in the air, they will fall on the formation in front of him. Whenever the runes are When it falls on the formation, the light on the formation, which is already unstable in brightness and darkness, will become slightly more stable.

And this person's body trembled violently every time he drew a rune.

Ding Yushan stood behind the white-clothed formation master with his hands behind his hands. The flickering light on the formation illuminated his face with uncertainty. This time it was just a normal outing to gather information, but due to a wrong decision, he ended up in the current situation. This life and death situation.

Thinking of this, Ding Yushan couldn't help but feel upset. It was his reckless decision that might have cost them all their lives.

"Almost a day and a night have passed, and Wanli's transmission talisman was transmitted immediately. But why did the reinforcements delay in coming? Could there be something wrong with the transmission talisman?"

Ding Yushan was anxious. There were ten people on their trip, and they were from three sects, and they were all under the jurisdiction of the Pure Land Sect.

Ding Yushan returned to the sect happily after he and his junior brother Bao Wuxin came out of the palace under the Red Maple Pond of the Demon Tower in Beiming Town last year.

The sect that Ding Yushan became a disciple of was called "Fengxue Sect". Although the name sounded resounding, it was actually just a second-rate sect with only two golden elixir masters in the sect.

His master is already in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, and his master's wife has just entered the early stage of the Golden Elixir, which is only eleven years old.

Ding Yushan and his junior brother Bao Wuxin belong to the first and second senior brothers in the sect. Their cultivation is also the highest among the disciples in the sect, and they have both reached the late stage of foundation building.

The two of them are only about fifty years old, and they are considered talented and intelligent people in the world of immortality.

Both of them are expected to form a golden elixir within a hundred years of age, so among the junior brothers and sisters, they are like geniuses, and they are also the pride in the eyes of the master and his wife.

A second-rate sect can cultivate disciples who are not inferior to the four major sects. This is commendable for any sect.