True Immortal Fate

"What?" Those monks who had not yet gone to the Tower of Trial looked at each other in shock and exclaimed. Although the white fog around them had dissipated, it was very obvious that this figure in the white fog did not intend to let go. Everyone went out, with a sense of forcing each other, because in the farther place, the white fog has not dissipated, and it looks like it is surging in the farther place. It is obviously impossible to leave... …

"Senior! The little girl thinks that her cultivation is too shallow to pass the Tower of Trials, yet she still points out a clear way out to her senior!" Xilan Ruyu said respectfully to the figure in the white mist without being arrogant or impetuous.

"Okay!" The white mist figure suddenly changed his mind when he saw that there were only three or four monks who had entered, and there were so many people. "In the Tower of Trial, there is a teleportation array that allows you to go out directly. Whether you can find it or not depends on your luck!" After that, the white mist figure was unwilling to say anything more, and suddenly it turned into a burst of white mist and dissipated...

"Senior..." the monks exclaimed...

Only one sentence echoed in the air: "The only way to leave this place is the Tower of Trials, so you can take care of yourself!"

"...!" Everyone was depressed now, and they all looked at each other. Naturally, they would not rush forward like the previous monks who had little confidence in surviving the next catastrophe...

Everyone had some doubts in their hearts and were silent for a while...

"Friend Daoist Mo Dong, what do you think?" A trace of doubt flashed in Ning Mozi's eyes, but he was also a little scrupulous, and he sent a message to Prince Mo Dong.

"Well...!" Prince Modong hesitated when he heard this, and then he answered via voice transmission. His voice paused, and he frowned and said via voice transmission: "There are a lot of doubts about this matter, so we'd better be careful!"

"Yes! I think so too! This figure in the white mist appears a bit strangely. I think the person who controls this white mist is probably this monk!" Ning Mozi nodded and replied via voice transmission.

Prince Mo Dong was communicating secretly with Ning Mozi, and other monks were also communicating more or less secretly with the monks with whom they were close... Li Xiaoya, on the other hand, seemed to be ignored...

but!

"Fellow Daoist Li! What do you think?" Xilan Ruyu's voice suddenly sounded in Li Xiaoya's ears. Li Xiaoya was stunned and looked towards the Xilan Ruyu. He saw a pair of beautiful Xilan Ruyu staring at him, and he was stunned. Thinking of what Xilan Ruyu and the white mist figure said, he smiled bitterly and replied via voice transmission: "It's not easy, we are in a dilemma now!"

"Yeah! Yes! I think it's definitely going to be very bad when we go in! But if we go out, the white mist will trap us again..." Li Xilan frowned like a jade, obviously trying not to enter the Tower of Trial...

"Yes! The appearance of the white mist figure is very suspicious. I think he is probably trying to lure us into the so-called Tower of Trials!" Li Xiaoya nodded and said through the message. There was also a rather dissatisfied sound in his voice, but he started discussing with Xilan Ruyu...

And while everyone was discussing...

"Everyone!" Ning Mozi seemed to have discussed a countermeasure with Prince Mo Dong, and suddenly spoke to everyone. After a pause, he looked around the crowd and saw that everyone had stopped discussing and looked towards him. He continued to send a message to everyone and said: "I have discussed it with fellow Daoist Mo Dong. Let's go down and take a look at the trial tower first. Let's go to that tower first, so we don't have to wander around!" After that, he didn't wait for everyone. Any objections. He took the lead and flew down to the ground of the Trial Tower...

"This is a good idea!" Li Xiaoya's heart moved when he heard this. Obviously, these two guys are not fuel-efficient lamps. Now that they are near the trial tower, at least they are in a position where they will not be confused by the white mist. What will happen to them? I don’t know where to go... Although Li Xiaoya didn’t decide to go in, he still followed him to take a look below to avoid any further accidents. He was a little confused by the fog...

"Boohoo!" All the monks followed the trend and flew under the base of the trial tower. I saw that the entire tower looked even more amazing and majestic from below, like a giant city wall that completely blocked everyone's view. The large bluestone several feet in size was carved with many mysterious gold and silver runes, and the whole tower exuded a kind of A mysterious atmosphere...

The ground everyone stepped on was also covered in large bluestones, but there were no mysterious gold and silver runes on it.

"Hoo! Everyone!" Prince Mo Dong greeted the monks.

"Huh!?" Although the Sky Demon Clan and others are enemies of this demon clan, they still want to hear his opinion. They all looked at Prince Mo Dong in unison.

"Although I heard the senior said that the only way out of this Tower of Trial is inside, I suggest that everyone be careful and don't go in easily!" Prince Mo Dong did not say anything, but sent a message to the monks. He said, seeing that everyone had the same intention, he hurriedly continued: "But! It's not an option if we just wait here. I think we should divide it up and let some people go in and take a look! What do you think?"

"I agree with this!" Ning Mozi looked around the crowd and said in a deep voice: "The so-called Haocang Immortal has a glimmer of consciousness. I don't think he is telling the truth. I suspect he has been manipulating this white mist trap. He is ours, he probably showed up after seeing us unite!"

"That's right! I think so too!" Prince Mo Dong also nodded and said, his voice paused, and continued: "It's true that those fellow Taoists are a little too anxious! Otherwise, we can let them go first Just do some exploring.”

"No hurry! We are Taixu period cultivators, so there is no need to rush. We all have soul sensing beads on those tribesmen. If something happens to them, I will know immediately. Why don't we wait and see what happens first!" Ning Mozi smiled and said with a smile.

"Oh! So that's it! Then we will wait for a while and see what happens. It's just right for us to recover our mana!" Prince Modong replied hurriedly.

"Okay!" Ning Mozi replied, and suddenly looked around the cultivators of the Tianyao clan, and said in a faint voice: "Everyone recover your mana, and then we'll talk about it. Of course, I won't stop anyone who wants to go in!"

"..." The cultivators looked at each other, and naturally they were not in a hurry to go in. They all looked around calmly, and found a place near the tower to sit cross-legged...

...

"Humph! These damn cultivators!" And above the golden liquid lake, the white mist figure saw that in the white light curtain, those cultivators arrived in front of the trial tower but did not go in. They sat He looked like he was waiting, and he cursed coldly. He paused and muttered to himself, "Hmph! Let's see who can outlast the other. It seems that I am too anxious. Don't rush to kill those monks who have entered..." As he spoke, his voice became lower and lower, as if he was thinking of some tricks... Suddenly he cursed angrily, "Damn it! If I hadn't lost my magic power, I would have killed you damn foreigners with just one finger..." The figure in the white mist seemed to have remembered something in the past, and cursed angrily. The more he cursed, the more unpleasant it sounded. He didn't sound like a successful cultivator at all...

...

And at this time!

The unicorn tiger-lion beast flying in the mist was flying while muttering to himself, "Strange, why can't I find those monks again?" According to the previous situation, he should have been looking for those invading monks again, but he still hasn't found them. No wonder he is a little depressed.

Suddenly!

"Hmm? The fog is going to dissipate?" The unicorn tiger-lion beast said in surprise. The fog that surrounded him gradually dissipated, and a flat ground appeared below...

At the same time, the voice of the white fog figure suddenly came to the unicorn tiger-lion beast's mind: "One-horned boy! You should recover your magic power first. I will find you if there is anything!"

"Like this?" The unicorn tiger-lion beast was stunned when he heard it. His body was too big to fly in the sky like this all the time. It was okay in a short time, but it would consume a lot of energy over a long period of time. He said something casually and flew towards the ground below...

However!

Although there was an extra piece of ground for him to rest and recover, the fog in the farther place still did not dissipate, and it was obvious that he was still going to be trapped...

...

The same situation happened to the three bull-running beasts...

...

In front of the giant teleportation array on the second floor.

"Okay! It's finally done!" The old man with white beard and hair in the Xuanhu Star Realm looked relieved and said in a deep voice.

However, the whole place looked normal, which was a bit strange...

"What should we do now?" A blue-purple-skinned cultivator from the Xuanhu Star Realm asked the white-haired old man.

"Simple! Let's hide first and wait for those damn guys to come out!" The old man said confidently.

"Okay...!"

...

On the other hand!

In a dark passage, a white-haired giant ape was seen sitting cross-legged in a cave...

A few hundred feet away from the white-haired giant ape, three eight-clawed figures were staring at the white-haired giant ape...

"What should we do? This guy seems to be planning to practice here?" The three figures were talking to each other.

"Tsk! How about we just do it?"

"No! Wait a little longer!"

"Tsk! The further we go inside, what if there are some powerful guys inside?"

"Okay! Get ready!"

"Huh? Where's that guy?" As the three figures were discussing, one of them actually exclaimed.

The place where the white-haired giant ape was meditating was now empty.

"Damn it! Chase!" The three eight-clawed figures roared in a depressed voice and ran over quickly...

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On the other side, Li Xiaoya, Ning Mozi and others were determined to wait for a while before making any decisions. After all, the situation was unclear and there were too many doubts. They were not desperate... (To be continued...)

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