Unlimited Survival: Be a gangster in an escape game

Chapter 300 The Great Fantasy Era 79
Real Ziwei of the Yuxu Sect actually made alchemy with living people!
This news can be said to have set off a storm.

Linghu Zhehan has a disregarded temperament, but he is so powerful that no one can stop him, so he is going to go to Sikong Yuanxun's retreat place to talk to him with real Ziwei.

But Yin Xia looked at his gloating eyes, and knew that he was purely happy for finding a handle on Sikong Yuanxun.

Taking alchemy as an evil way, the number one sect actually took in an evil cultivator and made him the master of a peak. This is really a big joke.

Linghu Zhehan led people to enter the Tianxu Peak.

In front of Tianxu Peak, the elders of the Yuxu Sect begged bitterly, "Lord Linghu, why are you doing this? The three disciples in charge have already entered. Our suzerain will definitely not receive the news so soon when we are in retreat. Just wait a little longer Wait, I will give you a satisfactory answer.”

How could Linghu Zhehan talk nonsense with him? He directly put the folding fan against the man's forehead and threatened, "If you say one more word, I will regard you as an accomplice of the evil cultivator."

The elder swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but still didn't dare to speak after all.

Although Tianxu Peak is huge, the palace of Yuanxun Sikong is very eye-catching.

Linghu Zhehan flew directly to the sky above the palace, his breath sank to his dantian, and his voice spread out through the medium of spiritual energy.

Even if Yuanxun Sikong is really in seclusion, it's time to hear his voice.

"Sikong Yuanxun, you old coward, hurry up and get out! Your sect has such a scandal, and as the suzerain, you don't even show your face. Could it be that you don't take me seriously! Or are you afraid?"

Linghu Zehan had been fighting with Yuanxun Sikong for thousands of years at least, and he knew about Yuanxun Sikong's violent temper for a long time.

It stands to reason that after being stimulated like this, the opponent would have been killed out of the cave a long time ago, but he never expected that Tianxu Peak would still be peaceful.

Hehe, Linghu Zhehan squinted his eyes, this old bastard can be so calm and promising.

He changed his method and shouted again. This time he was even very aggressive. Even the protection of the main hall was activated, but Sikong Yuanxun was still missing.

It's not right, it's so wrong.

Others have also noticed it. Could it be that something happened to Sikong Yuanxun?
Without waiting for them to think too much, the entire Tianxu Peak suddenly let out a rumbling roar, and the mountain quickly sank, as if it was about to shrink into the ground.

This sudden change shocked everyone on Tianxu Peak.

Mrs. Xu subconsciously protected the children behind her, while Linghu Zhehan's eyes sharpened, and he opened the folding fan in his hand, which seemed to be a light breeze, and the protection of the palace was directly shattered.

Tiles were flying in Tianxu Peak, but few living people were seen.

Linghu Zhehan sneered, "Could it be that Yuanxun Sikong thought that with his own power, he could kill all of us here."

Mrs. Xu frowned, this was not something Sikong Yuanxun would do.

Although Sikong Yuanxun is arrogant and arrogant, he is also easily angered.

But he must have known in his heart what it would be like to be an enemy of so many top forces.

He wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

So how to explain the situation in front of us?
It wasn't until the surrounding area was filled with black mist and the bright light in the sky quickly left that they finally understood that these things were caused by evil cultivators again.

"The evil lord of the evil way is so arrogant this year, he dared to attack me twice in a row, and he is not afraid of being knocked out."

Linghu Zhehan's aura gradually spread, and Mrs. Xu didn't give in.

There were at least ten Mahayana monks among the people present. How confident could the evil man be that he could kill them all here?

The walls of the palace and houses were all broken, and Linghu Zhehan and the others finally saw Sikong Yuanxun who had been searching for a long time.

Sikong Yuanxun sat cross-legged on his bed, his eyes were closed, his face was pale and black smoke was coming out of his body.

Doesn't he look like he's dead?
Even Linghu Zhehan was a little skeptical.

He walked over slowly, not getting too close.

If Sikong Yuanxun was really dead, there might be something on his body that could kill a Mahayana monk.

Still have to be careful.

Linghu Zhehan fired a burst of spiritual power and quickly received feedback from Sikong Yuanxun.

He breathed a sigh of relief. This old beast was not dead, but he didn't know why he was made to look like this.

If it wasn't for the unknown situation at this time, he would definitely laugh at it.

The black fog became thicker and thicker, and the huge formation under the entire Tianxu Peak gradually emerged.

Even Linghu Zhehan had never heard of the complicated and weird patterns in the formation.

"What formation is this?" He murmured in a low voice.

The black mist gradually formed a black hood, trapping everyone in it.

Linghu Zhehan tried to attack the transparent barrier, but his attack was directly absorbed by the barrier.

Not only is it not damaged, but it is even stronger.

"No." He said, "You cannot attack the barrier directly. It can absorb our power and nourish itself."

He was just about to tell everyone not to act rashly, so as not to increase the power of the formation, but suddenly he felt that the spiritual power in his meridians was also draining.

Slow but uncontrollable.

Could it be the reason for the blow just now?

He immediately turned his attention to the suzerains of the other major sects, "Have you noticed that the spiritual power in your meridians is losing?"

The suzerains froze for a moment, checked themselves one after another, and found the same problem.

This is a little scary.

Panicked emotions spread among the crowd, Linghu Zhehan grabbed Ziwei's collar and said viciously, "Is it your fault?"

Real Ziwei has nothing to fear at this time.

All he cares about most in his life is fame and power.

Will these people survive today's exposure?He has nothing left anyway.

"Hahaha!" He laughed, "I don't have that much ability, but judging from the expressions on your faces, I guess this formation is really powerful. Stop struggling and just wait to die."

Linghu Zhehan's face darkened, and he raised his folding fan to cut him.

Suddenly, a muffled groan was heard, and a disciple slowly fell down.

The people around him quickly supported him.

what happened?

The head of a certain sect held the disciple's wrist, looked at it carefully, and gradually frowned.

"The spiritual power was sucked out, and his body couldn't bear it."

The lower the strength, the faster the loss of spiritual power. This disciple's cultivation level is less than the golden elixir. He is obviously the worst among the elites. It is not surprising that he fell first.

Yin Xia felt the power in her body, and was surprised to find that the impact was not that great.

That's all right, let's continue eating melons.

Everyone thought that the other party set up such a trap because they wanted to kill them, and the mastermind behind the scenes was determined not to appear.

But he didn't expect that the other party would show up soon, and Xin Ru slowly appeared with his people.

(End of this chapter)