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163 The Turtle in the Urn

Since there is nothing here for the time being, Li Xiang must prepare to move forward to the next step. Although this group of ordinary people will be safe after entering that palace, there is another biggest problem, that is, supply.

You should know that ordinary people are not like cultivators. As long as they have sufficient spiritual power, they will not need to pay tribute to the Five Insect Temples for a long time.

You can even fast at the Nascent Soul Realm or above, and it will not be a problem to not eat or drink for a year. Even in the early stage of the Qi Refining Realm, you will have a much longer persistence than that of ordinary people.

And this planet is a completely barren land, not to mention eating, there is not even a mouthful of water.

With the amount of supplies carried by these more than 100,000 ordinary people, it will not exceed seven days at most. The people from the Zhu family and Kuangshatang must be dealt with within this period of time, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

Then let’s start with the easy ones. There is a saying: pick up the soft persimmons!

Li Xiang had just activated one of the killing moves of the Sumeru Flying Feather Formation, and Feng Xiyu, the Zhu family, Kuangsha Hall and the group of cultivators who were fooled were instantly in anger.

"The surrounding spiritual power fluctuations suddenly became very strong. What exactly happened?"

"Is the formation activated?"

"It's impossible. More than 100,000 ordinary people rushed in before, and this formation didn't even make any noise. How could it suddenly become so intense?"

"If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. Please check it quickly!"

"Ah!", "Ah!", "Ah!"...

A series of screams broke the calm, and the cultivators trapped in the formation changed their colors, because just in the moment, all the cultivators below the foundation-building realm in Kuangsha Hall actually died.

Seeing the tiny blood beads oozing out of all the pores of their bodies, the others immediately took a breath of air conditioning, and a fear of unknown things suddenly arose in their hearts.

What's going on?

The Sumeru Flying Feather Formation is worthy of being one of the famous killing formations in the ancient times of cultivation. The strange way of killing made Li Xiang think of a poem that is both elegant and vivid.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

Who would have thought that the white mist I saw in front of me was not the real white mist, but a subtle white needle that could kill people and kill people. Perhaps when they realized it, they had already been hit.

The Sumeru Flying Feather Array is divided into two parts. One is called the Sumeru Realm. It can be big or small, from boundless to mustard seed particles, and belongs to the illusion array.

The other is the Feiyu Killing Formation. Any area where the tiny white needles gather is the place where the killing formation is located, and it is also the core of the entire formation.

If we are in terms of ruins, the location of the Feiyu Killing Array must be the entrance to the ruins, and it is also the most powerful place in the entire Sumeru Feiyu Formation.

Now, more than 90% of the vanguard of the Zhu family and Kuangsha Hall were suddenly sucked into the formation by the Feiyu Killing Formation, and they were already like turtles in a jar.

Because there are two powerful people in the Nascent Soul Realm on the Zhu family, once the body protection energy is expanded, the white mist around can be completely bounced away, forming small "vacuum zones". It is easy to find other Zhu family members who were sucked into the formation together.

Kuangsha Hall also benefited. The leader of the gang, Wu Xingping, soon gathered his subordinates, but after a counting, he was shocked and furious. He never expected that Kuangsha Hall's losses would be so heavy.

The cultivators on the Zhu family are very powerful, and they are all above the Soul Condensation Realm, so the first attack of the Feiyu Killing Formation just now only affected them.

But it’s different from the Kuangsha Hall. All the cultivators below the Foundation Establishment Realm were killed, and the entire personnel were directly reduced by two-thirds.

As for the group of cultivators who were fooled, as long as they did not commit suicide, whether they were exploring, searching for treasures, or finding a way out, Li Xiang did not intend to trouble this group of people.

"Senior, can you find a way out?" Wu Xingping forced his anxiety and anger in his heart and asked the two powerful people in the Zhu family's Nascent Soul Realm.

The hard damage of Kuangsha Hall has completely dispelled his interest in the ruins. Wu Xingping's only idea now is to bring the remaining people back. If all these people die here, Kuangsha Hall will be really finished.

"Don't worry, Master Wu, I believe that when the Supreme Elder arrives, he will definitely be able to take us out." One of the powerful men in the Nascent Soul Realm glanced at Wu Xingping and said in an unquestionable tone.

"That's good, that's good."

Wu Xingping looked kind and couldn't help but feel sank in his heart. It was obvious that these two powerful people in the Nascent Soul Realm could not leave the Sumeru Flying Feather Formation, not to mention the Kuangshatang gang in the Golden Dan Realm.

But in the current situation, everyone is helpless. Who knows what the ghost formation suddenly is? If you stay in the ancient city honestly, you will take the initiative to "swallow them"?

This kind of thing has never been done in the history of exploring relics, it's really a ghost!

"Be careful, this Sumeru Flying Feather Formation once again showed strong spiritual power fluctuations."

When the Zhu family's Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse was reminded, everyone present suddenly felt a terrified heart, especially the Kuangsha Hall, who had died tragically before, and they all moved closer to the most powerful help Wu Xingping.

Wu Xingping's mood was extremely bad at this moment. If he could choose, he would rather stand with the Zhu family.

But the people in front of him were all the people in Kuangsha Hall, which forced him to maintain the power of the gang leader. He could only stay where he was, showing a fearless look.

This time, there was no scream, but the cultivators in the Soul Condensation Realm of Kuangsha Hall suddenly bleeding from seven holes one after another, and fell straight to the ground without any warning. The fluctuations of spiritual power on their bodies were also quickly dissipating, obviously they were dead and could not die anymore.

Wu Xingping's eyes were already blood-red at this moment, and he was furious. He didn't expect that in such a short time, most of the backbone of Kuangsha Hall had been killed.

He wanted to vent his anger very much, but he couldn't find a vent because he hadn't figured out how these Kuangshatang Gang members died?

"It's Bai Wu!" One of the Zhu family's powerful people in the Nascent Soul Realm obviously discovered the situation and said with a somewhat ugly expression.

"No, these are not white fog, but white needles that are as subtle as dust. Don't leave the spiritual power cover for the time being, otherwise once such a large number of white needles invade the body, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Obviously, with the lessons of Kuangsha Hall, the Zhu family was very worried. They were all very grateful for the foresight of the two powerful people in the Nascent Soul Realm. They joined forces in advance to build a spiritual power cover and successfully protected them by accident.

Wu Xingping was so angry that he almost vomited an old mouthful of blood when he heard this. Although there was nothing abnormal on the surface, he had already started to curse in his heart: These bastards of the Zhu family actually regarded our Kuangshatang as white mice for experiments, which was extremely hateful!

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