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"You can't stay in this illusion for too long, you must enter the second level as soon as possible!"

Liang Qiuming took a deep breath, disregarding the consumption of his spiritual sense, and forced to expand the observation range with a radius of ten meters.

He quickly took a step forward in the direction he remembered.

But at this moment, the surrounding colorful mist suddenly thickened!

Liang Qiuming only felt a sharp pain in his head, and his divine sense could no longer hold on, and he shrank back to the sea of ​​consciousness!

Followed by.

The thickened mist gradually faded again, returning to its previous state.

"Ah! My divine sense!!"

Liang Qiuming's face was pale, and the pain from the depths of his soul made him tremble all over!

However, he did not give up. After 5 minutes of cultivation, he launched his divine sense again to expand the detection range with a radius of ten meters.

Taking advantage of this moment, Liang Qiuming moved forward another ten meters, and then couldn't help but withdraw his spiritual thoughts, and began to cultivate again.

5 minutes.

Liang Qiuming moved ten meters, but he was still more than 90 meters away from the entrance in his memory!

"Damn!"

"This Variety Martial Sect is not only playing with us, but also torturing us!!"

Liang Qiuming's face was ferocious, extremely resentful, he just wanted to explode his spiritual power and destroy everything around him!

But he knew that if he really did this, he would never get the inheritance of the Variety Martial Ancestor!

no way.

For the sake of inheritance, I can only endure it.

Even Liang Qiuming had such a hard time moving forward, it was even worse for the others.

Jiang Cheng was desperate from the very beginning, rushing towards the end of the square at the fastest speed.

However, the distance is only a thousand meters away, and it stands to reason that at his speed, it only takes less than ten breaths to cross.

However, he kept running and running, but he never ran to the end!

Moreover, they often encounter attacks on the road, and the fog around them often turns into countless weapons without warning and kills fiercely.

The method used by Bai Taihong is similar to that of Liang Qiuming.

But his divine sense is much weaker than that of Liang Qiuming, and he can only expand the observation range with a radius of three meters at most each time.

Moreover, Bai Taihong took longer to recover, it took a full 15 minutes to recover once!

After Bai Wenxuan was injured, he didn't dare to move forward, and he wanted to return but encountered a lot of attacks.

Because of his injuries, Bai Wenxuan was afraid that he would perish if he failed to make it to the exit, so he could only hesitate in place.

The other two junior Martial Spirit Realm were also seriously injured and did not dare to move at all.

The six people who entered the inheritance underground palace fell into the teasing and torture of Variety Wuzong.

the other side.

It took Su Feng a while, and finally arrived at Luoyan Valley.

"My speed is much slower than Liang Qiuming, and I am two hours late."

"But for two full hours, there was no movement at all below. What happened?"

Su Feng looked down at Luo Yangu condescendingly, frowning slightly.

Immediately.

He still sent a clone to lurk in Luoyan Valley.

Not long after, the clone entered Luoyan Valley, and found the entrance following the traces left by Liang Qiuming and others.

"Go in!"

Su Feng took a deep breath, gave the order, and then stared at the clone's field of vision intently.

After the avatar entered the corridor, it slowly moved forward.

When it touched the exit of the corridor, Su Feng immediately saw the jade tablet and the wide square.

In the square, a weird and funny scene also appeared in Su Feng's field of vision.

But they saw Liang Qiuming and the others as if they were facing a formidable enemy, or they were terrified, or panicked, or fearful and desperate.

Liang Qiuming and Bai Taihong sat cross-legged on the ground, seeming to be recovering from their injuries.

Not long after, he got up and took a small step, then sat down cross-legged again with a pale face.

Jiang Cheng kept waving the long sword in his hand, fighting against a cloud of colorful mist.

Bai Wenxuan and the other two junior martial spirits sat cross-legged on the spot, with a look of uneasiness on their faces, not daring to move at all.