When Xiuxian mixed into online games

The hunchbacked old man opened his eyes, took a closer look, shook his head and sighed: "It's hard to deal with..."

Another woman in red sneered: "Don't you expect this trip to be easy?"

As soon as she said this, everyone choked in their hearts, but they were not affected at all on the surface.

The woman in the red dress smiled and glanced at the other nine cultivators present, and fixed her eyes on a woman in a light yellow skirt: "Aunt Ping, look at it, what should we do?"

The woman in the goose-yellow skirt didn't say a word, she looked at the valley carefully with her eyes open, and turned back and forth several times on the dense mountain fog, counting with her fingers from time to time.

Seeing her like this, everyone didn't dare to disturb her, they just opened their Dharma Eyes and looked at the Dharma circle at the bottom of the cliff.

After a long time, Aunt Ping withdrew her hand and lightly stroked the whisk between her arms, with a dignified expression: "The one who is setting up the formation below is indeed a rare formation master. Water and trees are the most abundant among the five elements in the valley below. Just use the characteristics to lay out various water and wood magic circles. The only thing I have seen is the "Wanmu Hualing Magic Circle"..."

She pointed out the magic circle arranged by Lu San, and the people around listened, a chill came from behind, and they were all shocked.

Some of these magic circles have been lost, some only know their names, and some have never heard of them. Among the magic circles they know, the oldest ones date back to 9 to [-] years ago. years ago.

They swallowed their saliva and looked at each other. Someone asked in surprise: "These formations... Could it be that the master of formations in this valley is still a great power in the Mahayana realm?"

No wonder they think too much, this Luxun is a great demon at the peak of the Mahayana realm, and it is quite normal to have one or two friends of the same realm.

The hunchbacked old man glanced lightly at the people present, his eyes that had always been cloudy were exceptionally clear at this moment: "Joke, in the Tianyuan world, didn't all the great powers of the Mahayana realm gather together for that matter? Who heard of that?" Has anyone else refused?"

For the important event of Tianyuan Realm, all the practitioners of Mahayana monks have left the mountain, without exception.

Thinking of this, their hearts settled down.

But the woman in red sneered and said, "Even if you are not a great power in the Mahayana realm, at least you should be a cultivator in the realm of transcending tribulations."

The hunchbacked old man glanced at the red-clothed woman, his eyes were indifferent, but the red-clothed woman just kept silent and didn't dare to say any more.

Seeing that the red-clothed woman restrained herself, the hunchbacked old man continued: "If you don't want to, you can retreat now, but if you have other thoughts, then don't blame the old man for being cruel."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Aunt Ping in the blink of an eye, and said softly, "Aunt Ping, what do you think we should do next?"

Aunt Ping has been looking at the situation below with her eyes open, but now she raised her head with a calm expression: "In addition to the many water and wood magic circles below, there is also star power below."

She raised her hand, pointed to the sky, and said, "Look, that's the star power brought by the big formation."

Following the direction of her finger, everyone raised their heads and looked up at the sky.

They are all cultivators in the Transcending Tribulation Realm, they just didn't pay attention just now, but now they can see clearly.

Above the sky, streams of star power poured down and fell into the valley below.

Amidst the starlight, there are four gods and beasts looming.

Now, everyone is speechless.

What more can I say?

After a long silence, the hunchbacked old man spoke first: "What can you do?"

Aunt Ping frowned, her voice was still flat, but everyone could hear the suppressed excitement inside: "Naturally. Nothing in this world is perfect and flawless."

"If he can swing it, I can break it!"

After hearing Aunt Ping's words, everyone's faces softened.

This Aunt Ping is considered to be the strongest cultivator in their generation.Since she said there was a way, it would be great.

Lu Sanduan sat on the platform, heard this, raised his head and glanced up, his eyes passed through the dense mountain fog, and stopped for a while on the Ping aunt.

He slowly evoked an arc of laughter, and flames ignited in his eyes: "Since you said so, let me see and see."

After he finished speaking, he stood up from the futon, put his hands behind his back, and waited quietly for the action above.

The practice of array cultivation is actually about setting up and breaking the array.

Laying down the magic circle is a test of the formation cultivator's awareness of the magic circle, while breaking the formation is a test of the formation cultivator's control over the magic circle.

As Aunt Ping said, nothing in the world is flawless and perfect.Now, the magic circle distributed by Lu is naturally not without flaws.

Everyone was silent for a while, and another burly man held the sledgehammer tightly in his hand, and his voice was like a bell: "Aunt Ping, please speak directly."

But he is also smart, except for this sentence, he didn't promise much.

Aunt Ping ignored it, she stared at the formation below: "I need someone to try the formation."

try out!

As soon as these words came out, everyone frowned.

Those who have never tried the formation are just pawns in the hands of the formation repairer.

Aunt Ping ignored these people, she just stared at the hunchbacked old man in a blink of an eye: "Old Ming, I need someone to try out."

The hunchbacked old man frowned, looking at the people present, his face was a little embarrassed.

Aunt Ping had already looked away, only looking at the mountain fog below.

Everyone present did not look at Aunt Ping, but only looked at the hunchbacked old man.

The hunchbacked old man turned his eyes, looked at Aunt Ping, and asked, "Is it all right as long as it's human?"

When he opened his mouth, everyone present followed his gaze and looked at Aunt Ping.

Aunt Ping didn't make too much of a fuss, she nodded: "It's fine if you're human."

The hunchbacked old man nodded. He looked at a boy-like cultivator in the crowd: "Huang An, where is your puppet?"

Huang An spread his hands, shook his head and said, "There are only three."

These puppets were specially collected by him, and it took him a lot of effort to adjust them. They are rare and extremely precious.

Hearing this, the hunchbacked old man turned to look at Aunt Ping.

Aunt Ping only said: "Not enough."

The hunchbacked old man frowned. He looked at the forest behind him and suddenly said, "You all go."

The inexplicable words made everyone understand.

This is Xintian Changling, there are many others, but there are also many practitioners here.

As long as they are human beings, why can't they?

Everyone nodded, and in a blink of an eye, they had already dispersed.

They also had a tacit understanding, and each chose a direction, so they didn't repeat it with others.

Only Aunt Ping remained motionless, still standing on the cliff, overlooking the valley below.

With his hands behind his back, Lu San saw movement on the edge of the cliff above.

The smile on his lips remained unchanged, and he stretched out his hand to grab between his brows, and a light purple bead appeared out of thin air and landed in his palm.

Lu San looked at the Sumeru Heaven and Earth Bead, his eyes wandered for a while, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to grab the Sumeru Heaven and Earth Bead, and a finger-inch-long grass appeared out of nowhere in his other hand.

The grass has three grass blades, the leaf color is light yellow, and there are layers of fine grains.

This is the Immortal Miracle Grass, which is said to be enough to fascinate immortals.

Of course, to achieve this effect, it must be the fairy grass with eighteen leaves.

The plant in Lu San's hand only had three leaves.But just this three-leaf Immortal Miracle Grass is enough for cultivators below the Golden Core stage to gain enlightenment.

Speaking of which, Lu Er got this fairy grass from Lu Xun.After so many years, the fairy grass has also bloomed and scattered leaves.

Lu San sighed inexplicably for a while, put away the Sumeru Heaven and Earth Pearl, and touched the fairy grass with one hand, and a grass-colored spiritual power flowed between his fingers, wrapping around the fairy grass.

But after a stick of incense, the spiritual power dissipated, and the fairy grass turned into a stick of fragrance, which was held by Lu San in his hand.

Lu San played with this pillar of Mixian incense for a while, and there was another movement on the edge of the cliff.

Each of those people held three or five practitioners in their hands and returned to the edge of the cliff.

These people glanced at the practitioners who had been arrested to explore the way, and they couldn't help frowning.

The woman in red raised her slender hand, covered her red lips, and sneered in her eyes: "An alien? There is actually an alien in this Xintian Changling?"

The hunchbacked old man took a look at Huang An, and the thick wrinkles on his forehead showed a hint of ferocity.

"How is this going?"

Huang An didn't care, "It's just two strangers, how can they escape from my grasp?"

The aliens made them afraid, but only because of their immortal soul and amazing luck.He is not afraid of these.

Huang An's most powerful skill is puppetry.

As long as he is given time to prepare, he can use secret techniques to lock their souls so that they can never escape his control.

At that time, what about the profound luck?Not all his!

Thinking of this, Huang An's immature face glowed with excitement, which was very cute.

The hunchbacked old man still frowned, but he didn't say anything more.

These people are just gathered together because of the bodhi tree below.It is impossible to really say who is in charge of whom.

They are all powerful monks who are rampant in the Tianyuan world, who can really control whom?

It's just a matter of face.

The comprehension practitioners who were thrown to the ground looked pale at the seniors standing in front of them.

At this time, who doesn't understand their current situation?

The faces of the two so-called aliens were also ugly, and they looked at each other, but they could only ask for blessings.

Lin Ding clenched his hands into fists, his eyelids drooped, covering the turbulent waves in his eyes.

Then, he opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the ground, he didn't struggle any more, and he didn't look at the hatred on the face of another so-called companion.

He cared about himself, and kept calculating his own way of life in his heart.

These people standing in front of them are invincible and impossible to escape.

He thought for a long time, his eyes fell, and he looked at the dense mountain fog below.

Sure enough, do you still want to jump off the cliff?