Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

In an angry situation, feeling someone trespassing on his formation will undoubtedly make him even more unhappy.

He almost wanted to kill the ant as soon as he raised his hand.

But fortunately, he did not do so.

Instead, he calmed down.

This idea of ​​easily pressing someone to death is wrong, even if it can be done with a few fingers.

So although the memory is gone, are there many things that have been changed?

He looked at his slender fingers and seemed to feel the faint **** breath on them.

The greater the ability, the more restraint, just as he did in his previous life.

Thinking of this, he was going to reprimand this disciple who didn't know the heights of the earth. Is it possible to come here casually?

The big formation was made by the predecessor, and only the bones are left when one inadvertently enters.

He stretched his hand to the side of the bed, but fortunately he understood the usage of this circle a long time ago.

An embarrassed woman staggered from the void and almost fell in front of him, but was supported by the invisible Qi Jin. After a support, the Qi Jin disappeared.

Then look at her lightly.

He didn't speak, but the momentum on his body did not restrain.

The real one belongs to the aura of the head of Kun-Lai.

Regardless of status or temperament, the cultivation level of the Lord of Xizhou is definitely not something that ordinary cultivators can take a look at.

Under pressure, the woman barely dared to lift her head and knelt in front of him, knocked three times and slammed, reluctantly to say: "The disciples have neglected their duties, and the hundreds of Zhuji disciples under the sect have fallen into a secret place, and hope that the head will come to rescue."

Is that so? It is excusable.

After Ji Yunlai's thoughts were swept away, he found a bunch of people surrounding the Feilai Rock next to Yangshuo Peak, discussing anxiously, saying that it had been three days, and he didn't know what was going on inside.

Three days? This kind of thing should have come to him earlier, why has it been delayed for so long?

Ji Yunlai passed by almost without even thinking about it.

Converging his aura, he walked to the entrance of the secret realm. Behind a pavilion, the rocks were as flat as a knife. From the texture, he could also see the realm knife technique of splitting the mountain and deduced the posture of the method. .

And the rune pattern on that is similar to the rune pattern I learned, but there are some subtle differences.

After reading the rune pattern of the magic array at a glance, he had a bottom in his heart. The defense mechanism of this formation was activated due to internal reasons.

It should be those kids who did something in it.

It is not difficult to crack, but it is inevitable to damage the data forcibly, but to solve it, permission is required.

One Trojan horse is enough.

The hardware is here, so there is no need to send the Trojan horse to the console.

Ji Yunlai stretched out his hand and flicked in the air, inlaid hundreds of new runes in the original rune array.

After a small flash of light, the whole rune pattern seemed to be infected, the color changed from black to blue, completely refreshed, and the whole rune spread.

then.

The entrance opened again.

Ji Yun walked in.

He didn't notice a crowd of people kneeling around.

"Did you write it down! Did you write it down!" A Taoist snarled at several disciples, stabilizing the crown of the wig that had slipped down.

A middle-aged disciple held on to his knees that could hardly stand up, and said with a wry smile, "I only remember the part written on the left by the head."

"I remember the one on the right." Another disciple smiled bitterly.

"Xiao Ting, you are the most talented, how much do you remember?" Yi Dao Ren asked the last direct biography.

"I remembered two-thirds, but there are some new runes in it. I paid attention to that and went..." the young disciple said a little guiltily.

"Quickly, we are a couple."

"Uh, don't you send someone in for rescue?" a disciple asked weakly, and pointed to the entrance that had been opened.

"The master master has all gone in, so how can there be room for us to blend in?"

——

In the secret realm, Feng Qingxiu glanced at it, only a piece of secret realm of standing cones was left, frowning slightly.

On the way, they cooperated more and more tacitly, killing all the monsters and the like that had escaped on the road, but many people were injured on their side.

The senior sister of the Beastmaster Sect looked at the red snake with a broken tail, and she shed tears distressedly.

Several juniors were seriously injured and unconscious, and were placed on the ground under the care of other juniors.

As for the others, they have injuries of all sizes.

After all, hundreds of fierce beasts made a deadly counterattack, and they were all in the foundation period. If they didn't cooperate, it would definitely be more than just an injury.

The only exception is Ye Han.

Those fierce beasts didn't seem to know him, watching him pass by him, he killed a lot of fierce beasts along the way and saved several seniors and sisters, which made others treat him a lot better.

However, now the secret realm has almost collapsed, and only a little bit is left. If it takes a while, the whole army will be wiped out.

His Fudie went under the abyss more than once, and there was no news of his divine spirit coming back, which made him not have much hope for going on and still alive.

This place was the last place where the secret world collapsed, but they still didn't have a clue.

Fortunately, they were all selected disciples, only a few of them were knocked out by emotional breakdown, and the others still insisted on reluctantly.

After all, everyone can feel the taste of waiting to die.

Feng Qingxiu suddenly thought of something and looked at Ye Han.

Ye Han's hair was seen: "What are you doing?"

Feng Qingxiu suddenly held the sword and cut out a **** mouth in his hand. The blood fell to the ground, and it wetted the ground a little, nothing unusual.

Then grabbed Ye Han, regardless of his struggle, cut a **** mouth in his hand.

"What are you crazy?" Ye Han said angrily.

Then he felt cold and found that everyone around him was looking at him.

"Your blood..." someone reminded him.

His blood dripped to the ground and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never been dripped.

Ye Han's hair was horrified.

Feng Qingxiu thought about it, calculated the center of the land, and pulled Ye Han over.

As the blood fell, several runes slowly emerged.

There are clues! Everyone was overjoyed, and several seniors had already smiled and drew their swords towards Ye Han and walked over.

"Well, Fu Zong and the disciples with good runes are here, let's crack here first, this should be the core of the secret realm." Feng Qingxiu actually thought that Ye Han would not be attacked, and there was no blood on the ground, so he died. When a horse is a living horse doctor, I didn't expect that it would really kill a dead horse!

He has always had prestige, and more than a dozen disciples soon came over.

But this circle obviously exceeded their beginners' expectations, and progress was slow.

After an hour, the place was lost again.

Several seniors inevitably looked at Ye Han's wound again, wondering if it was a little smaller.

"Can you do it!" Ye Han said anxiously when he encountered this situation for the first time.

The same anxious seniors around him glared at him, and if they weren't worried that Feng Qingxiu would be affected, they would go and beat him.

Feng Qingxiu communicated with a few disciples of Taiyi Peak Fuzong, and finally smiled bitterly: "I can only gamble, this should be the way to other secret realms."

"I just don't know where it leads." The person next to him answered, saying that it was all about to be handed over to Destiny.

"But if you want to start the pathway, you need spiritual power, but we don't seem to be enough." Someone worried.

"I'll try." Feng Qingxiu thought for a while, and finally took out the piece of talisman paper.

The snow paper is like jade, and the red symbols on the top of the seal are full of brilliance, with countless rhymes. Just looking at it makes people feel clear and refreshing.

"This—" A Sister Fuzong almost screamed, "This is a true talisman!"

Real Talisman, she has only seen it once in the main hall, and the observation is to pay a lot of souls. It is expensive, but the number of people is amazing. The queue is long, and she can't take her turn once a month!

"Brother Feng, who wrote this?"

"Brother Feng, sell me ten thousand spiritual stones, my family is rich!"

"Brother Feng, don't listen to them. We have already packaged all the symbols sold to Fu Zong for your lifetime!"

"Brother Feng, can you let me see first?"

"Please touch someone who is immortal!"

"I also want to touch the fairy qi!"

…

"When is the time!" Feng Qingxiu scolded, and then paused. It was obvious that the origin of this piece of paper was so terrible, and it was impossible to explain the source of the talisman. He just posted the talisman on the entrance.

As if hearing the instructions, huge spiritual power poured in, and the star-like entrance opened as expected.

"go!"

So an influx came.

After a breath, the remaining area was empty.

Only the leftover cups and plates were too late to pick up, and it was a mess.

In the next second, a shadow of a mysterious figure appeared silently.

He looked at the closing entrance with a hint of satisfaction.

The kid is clever, but he can change the levels after telling him a little bit of identification and modification.

Although the technique is a little green, the spirituality is full.

The thinking of those outside the door was too stiff, and a BUG could not be found for a long time, and it is estimated that they usually engage in regular development.

This little kid had just studied with him for a day, and he had figured out some cracking methods. Although it was relying on the tools he gave, it was amazing.

If in his previous life, this kid was also the material of senior engineers!

He couldn't help smiling, but the foundation needed to be strengthened and strengthened.

He looked up at the sky.

Like a switch being pressed, the light source in the sky suddenly lights up.

The entire secret realm was restored as if it had been rewinded. The land gradually recovered and spread to the surroundings, but the previous green grass, birds and beasts were gone.

It is always like this, life cannot be copied.

Ji Yunlai suddenly felt such emotion in his heart.

This is an ordinary secret realm of Daxuan, but it is not ordinary.

If it is a royal family, you can escape through this realm, and at the same time destroy the secret realm and block the pursuers.

Go and bring them back.

He walked into the entrance.