The Stone Fairy Who Is Not Afraid of Thunder

"Yes!"

The people outside the bamboo forest answered loudly.

"Go in."

The fifty-year-old man waved his hand, and everyone walked into the bamboo forest one after another.

The fifty-year-old man and the other two middle-aged men were still standing outside the bamboo forest.

Soon, the sound of chopping bamboo was heard in the bamboo forest.

Qin Shaochen was delighted.

"It's just looking for death."

Yuan Dongxing told him that if more than three bamboos in the bamboo forest were cut, the maze would become a killing array.

A level three killing array was activated, and most of the people in the bamboo forest were doomed.

He saw clearly just now that the dozens of people from the Wang family who walked into the bamboo forest were all martial artists.

Three of them were great martial artists.

If so many martial artists died in the Wang family at once, it would definitely be a serious injury.

"It's a pity that the three spiritualists were very cautious and did not enter the bamboo forest."

The three people standing outside the bamboo forest all had spiritual light coming out of their abdomens.

Judging from the feeling, they should all be spiritualists in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

However, Qin Shaochen waited in the white fog for a long time, but there was still no scream in the bamboo forest.

Listening to it, there was only a harsh sound of metal collision.

It seems that even with the black iron blade, it is not easy to break a black gold bamboo.

"Brother Zhenghe, do you think we can catch the Fire Scale Beast this time?"

The three spiritualists outside the bamboo forest, standing for a long time and getting bored, began to talk.

"It is impossible to catch the Fire Scale Beast in one go."

The fifty-year-old man was obviously Wang Zhenghe.

"The real purpose of our adventure this time is actually these black gold bamboos."

"Black gold bamboo is a second-grade spiritual material. At the current market price, each piece can be sold for tens of thousands of taels of gold if it is sold in the capital."

"So this time, we must rush in and act quickly before the other three families discover this treasure. We would rather pay a certain price."

"Brother Zhenghe is right. If the Qin family, Chen family, and Cai family knew that there were a lot of black gold bamboos behind the white fog, they would definitely rush in like crazy."

A slightly fat middle-aged man said with a smile.

"By then, this huge amount of wealth will be divided into four parts."

"This is called a blessing from heaven!"

Another rather thin middle-aged man seemed even more excited.

"If I hadn't wanted to find my elder brother's body this time, I wouldn't have risked my life to come to this place."

"At that time, in the white fog, my spiritual energy was almost exhausted. Fortunately, it was my elder brother Qingshan who showed his spirit, so I didn't give up and finally found this bamboo forest."

"When I found out that those bamboos were actually the second-level spiritual materials - black gold bamboo, I knew that our Wang family would be prosperous this time."

Wang Zhenghe nodded, obviously agreeing with this statement.

"Zishan, your contribution this time is definitely not small, and the clan will definitely give you a major reward. From now on, you don't have to worry about the resources for your cultivation for decades!"

Wang Zishan was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly clasped his fists in greeting.

"When the time comes, please ask the eighth elder to say a few more good words for me at the elders' meeting."

"The relationship between you and me has long surpassed that of brothers, so why be polite!"

Wang Zhenghe stroked his beard and smiled, nodding slightly.

The three were talking happily, and suddenly there was a cheer from the bamboo forest.

"I succeeded, I succeeded! Haha! I, Old Hu, am the first person to break the black gold bamboo!"

"Hu Jiuguan is really amazing. It seems that when it comes to a critical moment, a little strength is still very useful."

After someone succeeded, everyone was very excited.

The bamboo forest suddenly became very lively.

"Everyone, work harder! Don't fall behind too much and be laughed at by Old Hu and others."

"Give me a few more breaths of time, my bamboo will break soon."

"Mine too, let's see who breaks it first..."

The three spiritualists outside the bamboo forest all showed a hint of joy on their faces.

And Qin Shaochen in the white mist also had bright eyes.

But at this moment, he clearly felt that the white mist around him began to roll rapidly.

As if it was surging outward.

"No, the white mist is moving!"

Wang Zhenghe was the first to find something wrong and immediately shouted loudly.

"Everyone, hurry up and get out. That bamboo forest...is not just a maze."

But it was obviously too late.

But in an instant, the bamboo forest was already filled with white mist.

Then, the Wang family members in the forest screamed one after another.

It was as if the entire bamboo forest had become alive. Those iron-hard bamboo branches, bamboo strips, and bamboo leaves were constantly twitching and swaying...

Suddenly, it turned into a huge meat-grinding field.

"What on earth is going on?"

Wang Zhenghe's voice was full of horror.

"Oh no, that's not a maze. It's a killing array, a killing array!"

"Damn it, where are the people? Why didn't anyone come out? Old He and Old Lu couldn't even get out!"

The slightly fat middle-aged spiritualist was also panicking.

"Wang Zishan, what the hell did you do? Why did you lead us into a trap..."

"I don't know, I don't know anything!"

Wang Zishan was also screaming loudly.

"I only know... those are black gold bamboos, and I didn't know there was a formation inside. It was... it was the second elder who said that the bamboo forest was at most... a maze."

"Stop talking nonsense! The range of the white fog is expanding. It's too late to save people. Let's retreat quickly!"

Wang Zhenghe quickly calmed down.

"Help me, I can't walk anymore." Wang Zishan was still in panic, "Just now a little bamboo leaf flew over and pierced my thigh."

"Yongzhong, you go and help him!"

The slightly fat middle-aged spiritualist was obviously Wang Yongzhong.

Although he was very unhappy, he didn't dare to disobey Wang Zhenghe directly.

With a cold snort, he still walked over and helped Wang Zishan up.

"Hurry up, the white fog has expanded a lot. Everyone, walk faster."

Wang Zhenghe no longer paid attention to the people in the bamboo forest, took a step, and walked back quickly.

Wang Shan helped Wang Yongzhong and hurriedly followed.

The three spiritual masters stopped talking, each of them used the spiritual bell, and rushed in the poisonous fog.

Qin Shaochen in the white fog saw such a scene, and his heart was moved.

If he was outside, he would certainly not provoke a spiritualist in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

But in the white fog, he still had a chance.

Even if he could only leave one spiritualist behind, it would be a great achievement.

Thinking of this, he lightened his footsteps and quickly followed.

"Something is wrong. The range of the poisonous fog has widened a lot."

After walking for a while, Wang Zhenghe suddenly stopped.

"Use the speeding talisman. We must speed up."

After saying that, he reached into his arms, took out a talisman, and slapped it directly on his leg.

The other two spiritualists followed suit and slapped a speeding talisman on their legs.