Xue Yang was slightly injured. If Duanmu Xue had not resisted the formation, he had made a critical blow and drew a sword to block it for him, he might have died directly under the tail of the colorful fantasy python! And just as the incense stick of time was about to reach, Cheng Die, who had fought with the colorful fantasy python for a long time, had to run deeper into the Xuejing Formation because of Xue Yang's injury, and continued to attract the colorful fantasy python.

But just as she entered the depths of the formation, she immediately saw a lotus platform at the center of the formation. On the lotus platform, there were three snow mirror spirit jades, and the lotus platform was also carved with teleportation runes. Here, it was obviously the place where the second level of the trial was entered, the teleportation of the relics of the Snow Mirror Sect! "Sister Duanmu, I found the portal!!"

Cheng Die immediately shouted excitedly at the allies behind.

At this moment, Duanmuxue, who occupied the K position of the formation, finally completed her mission. Bai Fang successfully seized the temporary control of the formation. Immediately, the three of them in the formation felt the power given to them by the formation, as if the sun was shining, making them feel that their strength had increased by more than one level in an instant! Liberated from the feeling of being suppressed by the entire formation, and when Cheng Die found the teleportation array, Duanmuxue was immediately happy. This snow mirror formation is a mysterious formation, and this formation is only

The function of 1 is not only to provide the colorful illusion python python, but also to provide the portal in the hidden array. Therefore, cultivators entering the trial of this array do not have to kill the colorful illusion python. As long as they can find the portal and leave with the help of the portal, they will be considered to have passed this level! After all, the trial of Snow Jing Lake is ultimately a trial, not a gate of ghosts. The kings of the Realm King Alliance cannot really let them cultivators with only the level of realm soldiers defeat a fifth-level ink beast! "Bai Fang, hurry up!"

Duanmuxue immediately turned around and reached out to throw a long scarf at Bai Fang outside the formation, trying to pull Bai Fang to rush to the depths of the Xue Jing Array and get the three Xue Jing Ling Jades there. At the same time, the four of them left here through the portal and entered the ruins of the Xue Jing Sect at the next level! However, when she turned around and looked at Bai Fang, she was stunned suddenly, and then she was extremely angry and pulled out the purple orchid sword that was pierced on the ground in an instant, and with one sword, she was about to stab at the place where Bai Fang was outside the formation.

Of course, this is not to stab Bai Fang, but at this moment, Bai Fang was standing there and finally completed the capture of the formation and was accomplished. There was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were confused. He was looking down at his chest.

And on his chest, a flying sword pierced through his chest! "Formation Master, the first lesson before practicing is to learn how to use formations to protect yourself. It seems that your formation master is not yet at home."

With a puff, the flying sword was pulled away from Bai Fang's body, and blood immediately flew out.

It was not until this time that Bai Fang seemed to finally understand what was going on. He couldn't help but slowly look back and look behind him. But he saw that there were several figures not far behind him, staring at him fiercely. One of the white-robed men standing in front was holding the flying sword that had just flew back into his hand and was stained with his blood! "Wang..." Bai Fang's pupils shrank, but he couldn't say the rest of his mouth at all, so he trembled all over and then fell to the ground. In his eyes, the divine light was gone, and it was a soul, and he was directly killed by the flying sword of the white-robed man! "Bai Fang!!"

"Wang Yan, we have no grudges and grudges with you, you...I will kill you!!"

Duanmuxue watched Bai Fang's sword and then watched the flying sword pull out from Bai Fang's chest. She was extremely angry. When the purple orchid sword in her hand flew out, several purple orchids actually bloomed on it. These orchids released a strong murderous intent. Wherever the purple orchid sword flew past, exactly the same orchids grew on the ground instantly. For a moment, the snow field turned into a garden of purple orchids.

But there is no beauty of flowers on this garden, only the solemn and crying aura of killing. All murderous intents are aimed at Wang Yan over there! However, Wang Yan is Wang Yan after all, and he is a strong man who can be called Xiao Jue. Where can Duanmu Xue defeat it?

Seeing Duanmuxue's flying sword attacking, Wang Yan, who was standing there, just sneered faintly, raised his hand, and immediately flew out a few array flags from his hand. The speed of these array flags was faster than Duanmuxue's purple orchid sword. Before Duanmuxue's purple orchid sword could pierce him, his array flags had appeared in the Snow Mirror Array as if teleported. Then a few puffs were heard. These array flags suddenly occupied the most important positions in the Snow Mirror Array, and one of them was directly rooted in the heart of the formation.

In just a moment, Duanmuxue immediately felt the bonus power that the snow mirror array had just provided to them. It disappeared instantly. Not only did it disappear, but the snow mirror array was completely taken away by Wang Yan. The entire formation immediately pressed towards her, as well as Cheng Die and Xue Yang in the formation! "Puff!"

The entire formation was suppressed, and Wang Yan did it intentionally. This time, Duanmuxue could not hold it up, and her shoulders and spine were almost broken. She suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Her purple orchid sword that was about to stab Wang Yan was immediately shaking. In the end, Wang Yan raised his hand and clamped the blade with two fingers. The sword also stopped in front of him completely! "Fifth-grade source spiritual magic weapon, what a pity, if this sword was in the hands of the world general cultivator, it would definitely exert its full power, but in your hands..." Wang Yan looked at Duanmuxue who was vomiting blood on the opposite side with his fingers slightly, and his fingers moved slightly.
Chapter completed!