Mortal Seeking Immortal

Linglong released her spiritual consciousness to explore outside the formation, and sure enough she detected billowing dust in the mountains not far away. An army of monster beasts was rushing towards the direction of their formation. Countless trees collapsed wherever they passed, and even The boulders were knocked into the air.

Linglong said: "Why are the beasts charging in our direction? Could it be that there is a tide of beasts?"

As soon as Linglong finished speaking, she heard the magic hand on the side saying: "Someone deliberately lured these monsters here. Look at the front."

Following the guidance of the devil's hand, Linglong's exquisite consciousness detected a female cultivator dressed in the attire of a direct disciple of the Wanyun Sect. She took the lead and rushed to the front of the herd, rushing towards the formation like a bolt of lightning.

Upon seeing this scene, Linglong's face instantly became extremely gloomy, and the demon hand on the side also looked as ugly as if he was eating shit.

Linglong said: "Why did we provoke her? She is so desperate to attract so many monsters who want to die with us!"

At this moment, the white mist in front of Linglong and the two people surged, and a short figure as tall as a five or six-year-old child walked out of the white mist.

The person coming was the dwarf who was controlling the formation at the other end of the formation. Behind him were the old sheep monster and a burly man.

As soon as the dwarf stood still, he spoke anxiously: "Now it's not about provoking the other party, but about whether we fight or retreat."

"All the elite disciples sent by the sect to participate in the trip to the secret realm are in this formation. If the formation is breached by monsters, I am afraid that the lives of these disciples will not be saved."

"Losing so many elite disciples all at once is a responsibility that few of us can bear."

After the dwarf finished speaking, the faces of the four Linglong people became very ugly.

The burly man standing behind the dwarf seemed to be very afraid of the sect's punishment, and said hurriedly: "In my opinion, we should retreat to the valley first, leaving the green mountains without worrying about having no firewood."

"Even if we don't rely on this large formation, I believe that with the strength of our sect disciples, plus the five of us, we can easily get rid of most of the elite disciples from other sects."

Demon Shou glanced at the sturdy man with great disapproval and said: "You are too underestimated the disciples of the four sects and three sects. Only with the big formation here can we be absolutely sure to get rid of them. If the big formation is withdrawn, we can only deal with them." I’m afraid it won’t be that easy.”

"Furthermore, setting up a large formation here was decided upon by several adults in the sect. It can be seen that even those adults feel that this method is the safest."

"If the formation is withdrawn and the mission fails, the punishment imposed by the sect will not be lighter than the loss of an elite disciple."

The sturdy man said a little irritably: "According to what you said, no matter whether we evacuate or not, it will be a dead end for us, so what else do we choose? Just wait to die."

Linglong shook her head and said: "This formation was jointly chosen by several adults in the sect. It is extremely powerful. If we use all our strength to mobilize this formation to resist the beasts, there may be a glimmer of hope."

After hearing this, the three dwarfs hurriedly turned around and entered the white mist, preparing to return to their respective positions to control the formation to deal with the next army of monsters.

As soon as the five people stood in their respective positions, they waved the formation flags in their hands at the same time and injected spiritual power into the formation. They saw white mist billowing, and there was a roaring sound in the fog, and there was a faint ghost crying. Demonic howls came from the white mist.

Through the white mist, many black shadows can be vaguely seen moving in and out of the white mist.

The next moment the formation was activated by the five people with all their strength, Mu Wanwan flew into the white mist. As soon as Mu Wanwan's figure disappeared into the white mist, the army of monsters chasing after her rushed into the white mist unstoppably. Within the fog.

At the same time, in the center of the formation, several figures dressed in the costumes of Spirit Beast Sect disciples were gathering together to resist the attack of the formation.

The person standing at the front among these figures is Yun Heng. To his left and right are Zhao Han, a direct disciple of the Great Elder, and Xu Yan, a disciple of the Second Elder. Behind these three people are two foundation builders. An inner disciple of the Dzogchen Realm.

It can be seen from the tired faces and messy clothes of these people that they have suffered a lot in this formation.

While Yun Heng activated the shield to resist the ghost figures that came out of the white mist to attack them from time to time, he faced several inner disciples behind him and said, "Everyone, hold on for a while. The three of us have basically figured out what the formation is." Once the law is over, I’ll take you out soon.”

When several inner disciples heard this, they became energetic and continued to use various magic weapons to attack the ghosts attacking them.

Yun Heng and the other three looked at each other and were about to lead the people to the left. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a small hand as dark as a child's hand came out of the white mist in front of them.

Yun Heng and the others paused as soon as they took a step forward. They looked at the little hand with serious faces. Several shields were placed in front of them, ready to stand ready.

Through the white fog, they could vaguely see a black figure as tall as a four or five-year-old child, standing quietly in the white fog that they must pass.

For a moment, the two sides reached a tacit understanding that the enemy would not move and I would not move. The surroundings were so quiet that one could even hear the heartbeats of Yun Heng and others.

Xu Yan, who was standing next to Yun Heng, couldn't hold his breath. He turned his head slightly, looked at Yun Heng and Zhao Han, frowned and asked softly: "What's going on? This is not the Hidden Mist Formation and the Ghost Shadow Formation. "?"

"What is this figure? Could it be a newly formed imp? Why doesn't it look like a ghost to me?"

Yun Heng shook his head slightly. Just when he was about to say that something was not right, and to be careful, he saw the white mist in front of them drifting, and the child-like black shadow standing quietly in the white mist suddenly disappeared.

Yun Heng and his companions' faces changed drastically. Their consciousness suddenly detected a shadow approaching from behind them. Yun Heng hurriedly reminded the inner disciples behind them, "Be careful!"

The inner disciples were all focused on the shadow in front of them. Suddenly, they saw the shadow disappear. Before they could react, one of them was spitting blood and was quickly pulled into the white mist by the bloody little hand that pierced his dantian.

Yun Heng and his companions all looked unhappy. They had just fought with this thing and had not even seen the other party's appearance clearly, but they had lost one person.

The inner disciple who was dragged into the white mist by the little hand was the helper that Xu Yan brought into the secret realm. Now there was only the last inner disciple left behind Xu Yan.

Xu Yan said coldly to Yun Heng and the others in a bad tone: "I told you to be careful of the demon cultivators and not to rush into the white fog."

"But you two said that with the strength of the three of us, we can definitely pass through the white fog safely. Now an hour has passed, and we haven't found a way out yet, and another person has died. I think sooner or later we will all be buried together in this white fog."