The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

After the group in front of them had been escaping for nearly a month.

They finally landed on an isolated island.

The island is not big and is bare.

There was nothing but stones.

Everyone stood on the island and looked around.

"Fellow Taoist Wannian, is this the secret place you mentioned?" The Confucian scholar couldn't help but ask.

He has already observed that there is not even a trace of restrictions or fluctuations in the magic circle here. It really doesn't look like a secret place.

Chen Wannian is an old man in his seventies.

After hearing this, he smiled and patted the storage bag.

A gray talisman appeared in his hand.

When he activated the talisman, gray beams of light shot out from the talisman.

These beams of light appear to fly randomly.

But everyone knows that's definitely not the case.

After the gray beam flew around the island for a while.

A hole appeared above the ground.

It was pitch black inside the pit, and it was difficult to see clearly what was going on inside.

When someone tried to use their spiritual sense to explore, their expressions changed.

Potholes can actually swallow up spiritual consciousness, causing these people to suffer a hidden loss inadvertently.

These monks are not the only ones who suffer.

Matthew and the Nascent Soul cultivator who followed behind also swallowed up a little bit of their spiritual consciousness.

"There is a natural restriction above this pothole. Only by breaking it can we enter." Chen Wannian said calmly as he looked at the entrance of the pothole.

"Then let's do it. Occasionally, monks will pass by here." The woman said impatiently.

"Don't worry, let's set up a magic circle first." Chen Wannian said like an old god.

After saying that, he took out a set of formation flags and began to arrange them.

While he was setting up the magic circle, everyone else was observing the restrictions on the potholes.

Matthew and the Nascent Soul cultivator behind him quietly stood on the island.

Their thoughts were surprisingly consistent, that is, they did not want to come in after the formation was activated, so as not to disturb this group of people.

The array arranged by Chen Wannian was not a defensive or offensive array.

It's just a magic circle that can hide their figures.

From the outside, this place is still an isolated island with nothing special about it.

After setting up the magic circle, Chen Wannian led the rest of the people to attack the restriction.

The restriction at the entrance of the pit was very tough. A dozen or so pill-forming monks attacked repeatedly, but they could only make the restriction flicker slightly.

"Don't hold back. Such an attack cannot break the restriction." After attacking for a while, Chen Wannian said with a frown.

"We would also like to use other means, but all our storage bags have been snatched away, and now the only thing we can use is the magic weapon." One of the monks with an ordinary face said with a bitter smile.

As soon as these words came out, except for Chen Wannian, everyone else's expressions became extremely ugly.

Chen Wannian was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he remembered that these people had been robbed by mysterious monks.

"Then let's get started with the magic weapon."

Chen Wannian thought for a while and then took the lead in calling out his own magic weapon.

Seeing this, the others also took out their life magic weapons and started attacking the ban.

The natal magic weapon is the most powerful treasure for every monk.

Its power is not comparable to ordinary magic weapons.

Under the continuous attacks of more than a dozen natal magic weapons.

The prohibition is also flashing violently.

Small cracks also began to appear on its surface.

"With our ability, it is probably impossible to completely break through the restriction. We can only wait for the restriction to break through a gap and go in directly." The Confucian scholar at this moment stared at the restriction and said softly.

Everyone agreed with his words.

After continuing the attack for a while, more and more cracks appeared on the restriction.

"Snapped!"

Not long after, a crisp sound sounded within the confinement.

Before everyone could rejoice, a strong suction force came from the breach in the restriction.

This group of people were all sucked in without noticing.

The expressions of Matthew and another Nascent Soul cultivator standing nearby changed.

Just when Matthew was about to resist the suction.

However, he saw that the Nascent Soul cultivator gave up his resistance and was sucked in.

After thinking for a while, Matthew also gave up resistance.

Let this suction pull you into the pit.

When everyone entered the cave, the restrictions immediately returned to their original appearance.

I don’t know how deep this hole is.

In order to prevent himself from falling to his death, Matthew used all his magic power to control his body.

He was the last to be sucked in.

At this moment, all traces of everyone in front have been completely lost.

After falling for a while, Matthew was thrown out of a hole.

After his body flipped more than a dozen times in the air, he landed firmly on the ground.

Because of the suction pull, his secret technique of invisibility has long been broken.

The moment he landed, Matthew's body became blurry and he used the secret technique of invisibility again.

At this moment, he was standing on a stone.

There were five people lying beside him.

These five people were the pill-forming monks who were sucked in earlier.

These five people were now covered in blood and flesh, and had long since lost their breath.

This group of people lost five people before they entered the secret place.

As a Danjie monk, it was quite frustrating to be thrown to death like this.

Matthew looked around and found a few more people nearby.

Although these people were not dead, they were severely injured, and it was probably impossible for them to move.