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"It actually attracted so many people."

Huo Yuan looked at the people in the sky who were rushing towards the Demon Abyss.

This group of about four or five people was already the sixth group of people he had seen.

"It seems that the commotion this time is a bit big."

Huo Yuan touched his nose and glanced at Bai Ling beside him.

The other party looked silent and didn't care at all.

Huo Yuan thought for a moment and realized that Bai Ling was right not to feel the sudden appearance of a large number of monks.

As a powerful person in the Mahayana realm, the golden elixir realm and Nascent Soul Sutra in the air cannot enter her eyes at all.

It's like a few mosquitoes flying out of the air. There's nothing noteworthy about this.

Therefore, the appearance of these people did not attract Bai Ling's attention at all.

Huo Yuan was originally worried that with the presence of so many practitioners, some interested people would notice Borrowing Treasure Sect.

But when Bai Ling, who is in the Mahayana stage of Baozong, is used to take advantage of it, whoever wants to cause trouble will be beaten down.

This is the Mahayana period. Although he has been trapped in the depths of the Demonic Abyss for hundreds of years, his strength has declined.

But this is not something ordinary practitioners can fight against.

After all, in the realm of Xiaoxiang Mansion, the most powerful sect is the Xingyue Sect, and its sect leader is probably at the level of becoming a god.

In front of Bai Ling, this was a three-year-old child, which was not enough.

Not to mention that the people who came this time were basically from nearby sects, and those with the highest combat power were those at the Nascent Soul realm.

With such strength, there may not be much chance of winning against Huo Yuan, let alone Bai Ling.

As soon as he thought about this, Huo Yuan felt much better.

After a while.

Above Huoyuan Mountain.

Huo Yuan and Bai Ling stood in the air.

The borrowing treasure sect below was shrouded in mist.

This shows that the sect's Lost Tracing Formation has been opened, which should have been activated by Yue Shanhe.

Huo Yuan smiled slightly, feeling that his worries just now were completely unnecessary.

"Let's go, this is your new home."

Huo Yuan took a big step and disappeared immediately.

He moved around and in a few steps he arrived in front of Jiubaozong.

Huo Yuan looked back at Bai Ling, turned around and disappeared into the mist.

Since he is a Borrower of Baozong, he can naturally come and go freely from Borrower Baozong without being affected by the formation.

But Bai Ling was different. She didn't borrow Baozong's waist card, so naturally she couldn't come in and out freely.

Huo Yuan did not intend to take her in directly, but wanted to take this opportunity to try out the power of Baozong's formation.

Bai Ling seemed to be aware of Huo Yuan's plan, and teleported directly to the place where Huo Yuan disappeared.

He reached into the mist, and his figure immediately disappeared from the outside world.

About a few breaths later.

Two figures appeared in the sky above Jiubaozong. One was fat and the other was thin, dressed like a tutu.

"They actually built a sect on Huoyuan Mountain. They are quite courageous. They are not afraid of the monsters from the Demon Abyss coming out and killing them all."

Shou Toutuo looked at the mist beneath his feet.

"Have you ever heard of anyone who established a sect in Huoyuan Mountain?"

"No." Fat Toutuo shook his head, "I'm afraid he is an unknown person. This sect is at most a sixth-level sect."

The highest combat power of the sect corresponding to the sixth-level sect is the golden elixir realm.

Both of them were masters in the early stage of Nascent Soul, so naturally they would not take the Borrowing Treasure Sect in their eyes.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, strode towards the Borrowing Treasure Sect, and finally disappeared into the mist.

The mist formation borrowed from Baozong is a real god-level formation.

In the fog, time and space change, and there is no fixed direction.

As the controller of the sect, Huo Yuan, this fog formation was useless in front of him.

As a powerful person in the Mahayana stage, Bai Ling has already mastered the method of teleportation.

The moment Huo Yuan disappeared, Bai Ling had already teleported to his side, following him like a shadow.

When Huo Yuan landed in the main hall, Bai Ling also tapped her toes and appeared behind Huo Yuan.

"I don't know if this mist formation can trap a master in the Mahayana stage."

Huo Yuan pinched his chin with a smile on his face.

Turning around, he met a pair of ice blue eyes.

"Haha, you're pretty fast too."

Huo Yuan rubbed his nose. He must have heard what he just said.

Bai Ling didn't speak, but just took advantage of Baozong to wander around.

In fact, with her level of cultivation, she only needs to spread out her spiritual consciousness, and she can instantly wrap the Borrowing Treasure Sect in it, and everything will fall into its eyes.

But she had been trapped for too long, and now she just wanted to hang out.

Huo Yuan immediately followed.

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…

In the mist.

The two escaping lights kept flying.

"Old Pang, I feel something is wrong. It's been a while since we burned a stick of incense, right? Is this Huoyuan Mountain that big?"

Sloutoutuo was the first to notice something was wrong.

"It seems so." Fat Toutuo looked a little not very smart.

"Is this low-level sect's mysterious formation so powerful?"

Fat Toutuo was a little surprised, but he was not worried.

With the strength of his Nascent Soul, it would be a piece of cake to break through this mysterious formation.

"Stop. Flying like this is not an option. We are most likely standing still."

Thin Touduo looked around, everything was foggy.

Without a reference, it is difficult to tell whether they are moving forward or standing still.

But Shou Toutuo trusted his instincts, and they just stayed where they were.

"What should we do?" Fat Toutuo looked at the brother beside him. To be honest, he was a little hungry.

"Look at me."

The thin monk flicked his sleeves, "Wind!"

Since it is a mist array, then break all the laws with one force and blow away the mist directly!

Whoosh——

The strong wind came immediately.

The mist rolled and rolled with the whistling wind, like a vast sea.

The mist waves kept rolling forward, but there was no sign that the mist was about to disperse.

Realizing this, the thin monk frowned.

How is this possible!

Is the grade of this maze array very high?

Impossible!

It's just a small inferior sect!

But the facts are in front of us again.

"It seems a bit tricky."

The thin monk felt that the only possibility was that the leader of this inferior sect was lucky enough to obtain this suspected heaven-level maze array.

"Fatty, it seems that I have to rely on you."

"Okay."

The fat monk nodded, opened his mouth, and a strong suction force came out of his mouth.

The mist kept pouring into his mouth.

Soon, the fat monk's belly was swollen.

Poof~

A deafening fart sounded, forming a strong gust of wind.

After the fart turned a few times in the same place, it accidentally formed a strong vortex.

The mist continued to pour into the vortex, and the mist array had a weak spot.

"Let's go!"

The thin monk grabbed the fat man who was still sucking the mist, and turned into a stream of light to escape to the weak spot.

In a flash, everything about the Borrowing Treasure Sect appeared before his eyes.

Looking at the scattered buildings in front of him, the thin monk couldn't help but laugh at himself, "I didn't expect such a low-level sect to develop to such a large scale."

"But--"

The thin monk's eyes immediately became sinister, like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue.

"I spent so much effort, if you don't have some treasures to compensate me, don't blame me for slaughtering your entire family!"