You have a good chance, I accept it.

"You dare."

Xue Ming was furious, and then he picked up the fly whisk and struck boldly. In an instant, two waves of Nascent Soul stage breath spread around, and the birds and beasts were frightened.

Two powerful figures were fighting in the sky, and the two women below were reading the books left by Xue Ming while deciphering the formation.

"Faster, faster, faster."

The two women were busy, looking at the book and moving their hands on their own, multitasking.

On the other side, Ye Lin and three others were sitting on the ground, roasting a tiger.

And this tiger was the one Xue Ming killed just now.

"Three humans were spotted in the distance, as well as an extraterrestrial demon."

Gu Yuan closed his eyes and opened his mouth with a fan. After Ye Lin's explanation, he already had a rough idea of ​​the current situation in this world.

He even knew about the incident involving the demon outside the territory.

"Three humans? Forget it, let's fend for ourselves."

Ye Lin's mind moved, and then he spoke without much interest.

"Um?"

At this time, Ye Lin stood up suddenly. In his mind, there were actually three formations under the mountain range. There were arrays of treasures shining in the three formations, and there were heavy treasures.

"Let's go over and have a look."

Ye Lin suddenly felt a little interested. He didn't expect that such a place would have such interesting treasures.

Others cannot detect it, but with a sweep of the Mahayana spirit, all items will appear, unless there is a higher level formation.

But the formation that can shield the spiritual thoughts of the Mahayana stage must be at least the work of a third-level formation master.

"Hey, don't want the barbecue? What a waste."

Watching Ye Lin and Hong Batian leave, Gu Yuan looked at the barbecue in front of him, touched his chin, then took the barbecue in his hand and followed them.

"Old man, go to hell."

Looking at Xue Ming vomiting blood on the ground, Mo Zong laughed. This old man is not bad, but he is exhausted and will die soon.

It's just three moves, but this old man can't do it anymore.

"Are you okay?"

Xue Ming turned to the two female apprentices and roared, he had solved most of them just now, and there was only a little left. How could these two people solve it for so long?

I’ve given you the method, but you still don’t know?

"Master, we can't understand."

After hearing what the two women said, Xue Ming lay on the ground and closed his eyes. He didn't want to say anything anymore. Just destroy it, it's useless.

In the next life, I will definitely not accept a disciple, absolutely not.

He was ready to die.

One second, five seconds, ten seconds, twenty seconds.

A full minute passed, and Xue Ming, who felt nothing, opened his eyes in confusion. It has been so long, why hasn't this extraterrestrial demon taken action yet?

But when he just opened his eyes, he saw Mo Zong lying next to him.

At this time, the demon sect was covered in blood, staring at him with wide eyes, obviously unwilling to rest in peace.

When Xue Ming turned around and looked into the distance, he saw three young men beside the original two women.

These three young men were reading through their own formation books.

"Do you understand?"

Ye Lin looked at the book and asked Hong Batian beside him. Hong Batian rolled his eyes at Ye Lin.

Isn't this nonsense? Do you know how to do this? Just kidding.

"And you?"

Seeing that Hong Batian was unreliable, Ye Lin looked at the hometown next to him.

Gu Yuan took the formation book from Ye Lin's hand with a solemn expression, held it in his hand and read it for a moment, his expression even more solemn than before.

"How about it?"

Ye Lin asked expectantly, looking at Gu Yuan's face, he was worried.

"can't read."