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In the secret

Chen Heng felt dizzy for a while, and when he woke up, he saw Feng Yi in front of his eyes.

"well enough."

"It's okay, just a little dizzy."

This kind of teleportation formation is like this, and Chen Heng has encountered such sequelae before.

Because of Chen Heng's poor condition, Feng Yi never let go of his hand.

After the two of them made sure that nothing happened, they had the time to observe the situation here.

The entire secret realm is in a state of peace, surrounded by greenery and vitality, all kinds of spiritual plants are flourishing, and the aura is overflowing.

The air is filled with the breath of Jumang.

It seems that this Taotie should be right.

It's just that it's hard to find where the awn is.

The aura of Jumang around is so strong that people can't tell where the source is at all.

Chen Heng felt the breath of these spiritual plants, but he couldn't feel their emotions.

Although these spiritual plants are alive, they are only alive.

The ordinary plants that Chen Heng saw in the past also expressed their own emotions, not to mention Lingzhi, who can basically express their thoughts clearly.

But the spiritual plants here are empty.

Either Chen Heng's ability has failed, or Lingzhi here is in a special situation.

After living for so many years, Feng Yi saw the problems of these spiritual plants at the first sight.

"They're haunted."

Dementia?

Chen Heng followed Feng Yi, walking in one direction with strange steps.

Feng Yi didn't have any tools in his hands, and his steps were very steady, as long as he stepped down, there would be no hesitation.

"Mr. Feng, do you know what formation this is?"

This question happened to be answered by Feng Yi.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a magic method, the nine-turn eight-diagram soul-absorbing formation. By absorbing the essence, energy and soul of the creatures in the formation, refining elixir is used to compensate for the damage of the primordial spirit."

Every time he said a word, Feng Yi's face became gloomy.

This formation method needs to consume a lot of souls, and it is the most vicious.

Here, if the soul dissipates, it is really gone, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

If he knew this was the case here, he would never have brought Chen Heng here anyway.

Judging from the operation of this formation, it should have been in operation for hundreds of years, and during this period, I don't know how many Lingzhi lost their souls.

But the person who set up this formation was extremely insidious, using Jumang to stimulate the growth of Lingzhi, and when Lingzhi grew into a soul, it was taken away by the formation and used to refine elixir.

As for the aura, both left and right are in this secret realm, so it's not a waste.

This person can transform all of a secret realm into a formation, which is not enough without a certain level of cultivation.

Feng Yi immediately raised his vigilance, and pulled Chen Heng to walk slowly.

The closer you are to the center of the formation, the more careful you are.

It took the two of them a full half a day to reach the center of the formation.

There, a group of people have been waiting for a long time.

"I said Feng Yi, this is not your style. In the past, you were always the first to arrive."

The situation here looks dangerous, but at least it doesn't threaten them.

It's a pity that Bai Ze didn't come, and the remaining group of people, no one can understand Feng Yi's psychology.

"Could it be, what's wrong?"

This was the only reason they could think of.

"It's okay, let's go in."

At the center of this formation is a teleportation formation, the fluctuations from inside are too terrifying, and there are even space cracks appearing at the edge.

This power cannot be tolerated by ordinary people.

"Here, it's inappropriate for Chen Heng to go in."

Huo Yan looked at Chen Heng with a troubled expression on his face.

Chen Heng's cultivation base is too low, let alone going in to help, even self-protection is a problem, he must be protected.

"I'll protect him myself."

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows, this secret place was full of dangers, and he was even more worried if Chen Heng was left outside alone.

At this time, it is still safer to hold a group.

Haven't you seen horror movies, people who are alone are the most likely to be attacked.

This time, not just holding hands, Feng Yi directly hugged Chen Heng in his arms, hugging each other tightly, without even a gap between them.

Chen Heng blushed with a swipe.

He was a little uncomfortable and wanted to push Feng Yi's chest away, but unfortunately, Feng Yi's strength was too great, and he couldn't push it away at all.

"Don't push me away, baby."

This cute word made Chen Heng's whole body blush, thanks to Feng Yi blocking it, otherwise it would be bad if other people found out.

Feng Yi looked down at Chen Heng, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he got up and went to the teleportation formation.

This time, teleportation was extremely easy.

Chen Heng didn't feel any discomfort, but felt that Feng Yi's breath was all over his body.

Feng Yi didn't let him go either, until the others rushed over, then let go as if nothing had happened.

Only at this time did Chen Heng think about looking at the space here.

It's very depressing here, the surrounding walls are carved with blood-colored lines, just a casual glance will give people a sense of vertigo.

The surrounding lines converge to the center along the strange shape.

Above the huge center position, there is a huge creature lying there.Its breath is already very weak.

The whole space is filled with the breath of Jumang, and the identity of the creature in the middle is self-evident.

Just, how did it become like this?

"Fuck, don't let me know who did it!"

As a cactus, Huo Yan's feelings for Chunshen Jumang are naturally unusual. Seeing this situation now, he has already restrained himself from swearing.

"You are here."

Gou Mang opened his eyes, and there was peace in his eyes.

Even though he has been tortured here for hundreds of years, he doesn't seem to be angry, and his breath is still gentle.

"Wait a minute, I'll rescue you right away."

Huo Yan's eyes were red, he picked up his magic weapon, and slashed at the chain that bound Gou Mang.

The speed was so fast that no one else had a chance to call him.

After the chain was attacked, it seemed to be a little tighter.

The original wound on Ju Mang's body opened again, and blood flowed everywhere.

The blood flowed along the formation formed underground, and the formation collected them. At the same time, the breath also nourished the lives outside.

"Don't waste your efforts, this is the Immortal Binding Cord, without a corresponding method, we can't open it."

Moreover, the more the Immortal Binding Cable attacks, the stronger the binding will be.

If you want to open the Immortal Binding Cable, you must outsmart it.

It's a pity that the immortal rope has been lost for many years, and no one knows its method.

Even an old monster like Feng Yi who has lived for many years can't do this.

But this is not a problem for Chen Heng.

He took out his mobile phone, took a few photos, and then started the routine help function.

[Modern Mengxin=Chen Heng: Master Qingning, do you know the secret to binding the immortal cable? 】

[Cultivation Plane=Qing Ning: I know, I sent it. 】

Chen Heng looked at the string of text on the phone, and felt elated.

"Mr. Feng, I have a solution!"