The trap turned into gray mist and collapsed in all directions.

Zhou Zheng looked up and saw the light of the protective formation's light wall and the dots of stars. He immediately wanted to rush forward, but the green chain tightly tied Zhou Zheng's wrists.

"Um?"

Zhou Zheng pulled gently, and a dozen figures scattered around staggered at the same time, all looking at Zhou Zheng angrily.

"You made a spiritual contract with us!"

"You, you are breaking the law, do you know? We would rather die than surrender!"

"It's over soon! Young man! Let's get over it before things get too serious!"

"This is too insulting!"

Zhou Zheng frowned tightly and looked at the faces of these spiritual beings, truly feeling their anger.

Who knows what's going on.

He turned around and walked away. The chain on his wrist trembled slightly and disappeared. It seemed that he was no longer involved in these spiritual creatures.

"Hey! Lolicon!"

Lingqin'er shouted anxiously: "What are you in a hurry for? Unlock the spiritual contract first!"

"Save people!" Zhou Zheng took out his cell phone and ran towards the protective shield, quickly requesting a call to instructor Xiaoyue.

A strong man from the Spirit Race cursed: "Is there anything more urgent than this?"

"Wait here for me to come back!"

Zhou Zheng turned his head and roared. The eyes of more than a dozen figures flashed blue light at the same time. Their figures suddenly stood upright and said in unison:

"Yes, Master."

The blue light quickly retreated, and more than a dozen of them looked at each other with expressions that were bitter, angry, or depressed.

Lingqin'er's face turned pale. She lowered her head and looked at her small figure. She regretted why she chose this body shape when she transformed. Now she was obviously going to be controlled by that lolita... ugh!

Instructor Xiaoyue’s phone number was blocked, and several administrators in the overhaul group chat did not respond.

Zhou Zheng ran along the road to the light wall of the formation, looked outside the formation, and saw the gray mist shrouding the wheat fields.

Bing Ning should be trapped in this mist.

What made Zhou Zheng feel a little relieved was that he discovered the figures of Xiaoyue and Fengtong suspended in the air, but they seemed to be a little afraid and did not dare to get too close to the gray mist.

squeak

There was the sound of brakes and Xiao Sheng's shouts from behind:

"Squad leader, we got the Great Formation Passing Talisman!"

Zhou Zheng turned around and saw an 'open top' off-road vehicle.

Feng Bugui, who was driving, raised an eyebrow at him, Li Zhiyong, the co-pilot, shook the jade charm in his hand, Yue Wushuang, in the back seat, looked concerned, and Xiao Sheng was the only one smiling with bared teeth:

"It's no use running so fast, monitor, you can't get out at all! Hahaha!"

Zhou Zheng glared at Xiao Sheng, quickly ran back to the back seat, and pushed Xiao Sheng away from Yue Wushuang.

Zhou Zheng choked angrily: "I will tell you, just now I have rescued more than ten spirits, broke a trap, and also had a magic battle with a Jietian Sect monster named Banshan Taoist?"

"Damn it, it's real or fake," Xiao Sheng's eyes widened, "We didn't feel any fluctuations in the fighting skills."

"The lower level is about magical powers, the middle level is magic weapons, and the upper level is Taoist mind. I have discussed Taoism with this Taoist, and I have benefited a lot."

Zhou Zheng was talking nonsense, and Xiao Sheng was stunned for a moment.

Li Zhiyong stood up in the passenger seat and put the jade charm on the outside of the windshield; Feng Bugui put a little oil under his feet, and the off-road vehicle slowly approached the large array of light walls.

The jade talisman flashed brightly, and a gap opened up in the wall of light. After the off-road vehicle drove out, the gap quickly closed.

"Um?"

Xiaoyue's voice immediately filled the car: "Why are you here? There is an illusory formation ahead. Don't get close. Those who are not strong in Taoism will be driven crazy."

Only then did Zhou Zheng notice that there were not only Xiaoyue Fengtong standing in the sky, but also more than a dozen immortal figures.

Two beams of light descended from the sky, and Feng Bugui quickly stopped the car.

Xiaoyue kept her usual appearance of a little gray dog, and Fengtong was still dressed in a tight-fitting battle suit.

"It's not too late," Feng Tong clicked her tongue, "Your teacher didn't hurt you in vain."

"How is Teacher Bingning doing?"

Zhou Zheng turned over and jumped out of the back seat of the car. He stepped on the soft soil and asked hurriedly: "Is there no way to break the illusion formation?"

"This illusory formation is very clever. We don't have any masters who are good at breaking it," Xiao Yue said. "And I have sent messages from thousands of miles to ask the generals. This formation can only wait for the people inside to come out, or someone to go in and shout.

Wake up those in the formation."

Xiao Sheng frowned and said, "Then go in and shout, aren't you both great immortals?"

"Don't dare to enter. This thing is not based on the level of cultivation."

Xiaoyue smiled bitterly:

"This illusion formation specializes in the Taoist heart. Among us, the one with the strongest Taoist heart and the purest Taoist heart is Bing Ning. As long as you feel guilty, regretful, and obsessed, and the Taoist heart is not perfect, you can't move forward.

One will fall into another trap.

"The most troublesome thing is that you don't dare to forcibly dispel this formation from the outside, otherwise the Taoist heart of the monks who have been trapped in it will probably collapse directly."

Li Zhiyong said: "Are there any monks who have reached the realm of gods at the age of twelve or thirteen? Such young people are suitable to join the battle and shout."

"Yes, there is, but it will take some time to find it..."

Xiao Yue thought about it carefully, and her eyes suddenly shone:

"This is a good idea! That's right! Why don't we try it with a few teenagers? These teenagers haven't had much life experience yet, so how can they have so many regrets and guilt?"

Zhou Zheng suddenly said: "Let me go in and try."

Feng Tong asked curiously: "You have no obsession?"

"I'm actually fine."

Zhou Zheng recalled carefully, and the scenes from childhood to adulthood passed by, and they all turned into a sigh in front of the dean's tombstone.

The fact that people cannot be resurrected after death is not an obsession.

Growing up, I have still been able to live without anyone taking care of me, and I have no guilt or regret.

He looked up at the maze in front of him:

"Instructor Xiaoyue, please make two preparations. At the same time, look for young people who can join the formation. I'll go in and try. If I can't do it, let the people behind me pull me out."

Yue Wushuang frowned and said: "Squad leader, you better not take risks..."

"When I joined the special training class, I hadn't started practicing yet. Teacher Bing Ning was very kind to me."

Zhou Zheng had put away his horizontal sword and round shield, and walked towards the fog that filled the front with empty hands.

"If I knew I could go but didn't go, that would be the guilt and regret I would feel in the future."

"Zhou Zheng!"

Xiaoyue still wanted to stop it, but Feng Tong glanced at it, and Xiaoyue immediately shut up with a guilty conscience, and could only worry about it.

Well, if something happens, how will Muzha explain to Uncle Fu after he leaves?

Xiaoyue seemed to have heard the sound of sharpening knives coming from Fu Bo's consultation room...

Li Zhiyong looked at Zhou Zheng's back with a smile, a bit of thinking in his eyes, but he was the calmest one among the people.

Entering the mist.

Figures of people appeared in front of Zhou Zheng's eyes, but these figures slowly dissipated before they could condense.

Zhou Zheng did not dare to be careless at all, after all, this was the formation that trapped Teacher Bing Ning.

The scattered spiritual consciousness was like a mud cow entering the sea, and his own magic power was suppressed in the body and unable to function. He could only rely on his previous feelings to keep moving forward into the formation.

Cha

There seemed to be a cold light passing through, and there was a tingling sensation on the cheek.

Zhou Zheng raised his hand and touched it, and his fingertips were stained with a little blood.

He took a few more steps forward, and the biting cold wind blew in his face. In front of him was a land of ice and snow, and the flying snowflakes became sharp blades that could cut through his divine Ying realm body.

this!

I can't trap myself in the maze, but I'm going to be blown to death by Teacher Bing's breath?

Zhou Zheng gritted his teeth and had come this far, so there was no reason to return without success!

He tried to use his spiritual sense to connect the stored magic weapon, and successfully took out the round shield. After several attempts, he finally injected magic power into it, making the round shield shine brightly and lay horizontally in front of him.

"Teacher Bing!"

Zhou Zheng shouted to the ice-filled land ahead, but received no response.
To be continued...