Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

Lang Rui and Qiao Xin's levels had long been on the verge of a level two breakthrough. After soaking in the pool for ten days, they were just one step away from achieving that goal.

At this moment Lang Rui was a little anxious. The last time they fought with the old man, it was because the old man had not eaten or drunk anything for too long, which made him weak. In addition, they were able to escape with the help of the pool water.

If the old man really tried to kill them, their family would have no chance of escaping.

Lang Rui's heart sank. Apart from this pool of water, there was no other place on this central island that could stop a level nine expert.

The old man returned quickly, probably because Qiao Xin's archery reminded him. When he came back, he had many wooden spears as thick as his arms in his hands, and he smiled contemptuously at the family of six in the pond.

He weighed the wooden spear in his hand, raised his arm and exerted force, and the wooden spear flew out. Lang Rui picked up Lang Yu on the stage and Lang Chen under his belly, while Qiao Xin quickly grabbed Lang Ze and Lang Hao, and the two hid in different directions.

This was a subconscious action, and both of them chose the action that was most beneficial to the current situation.

There is only one old man, and they can't stay in one basket and let him take them all away.

So each of them went in one direction.

Qiao Xin just didn't believe it. This old man could be the reincarnation of Zhou Botong. His left and right hands had their own ideas.

Sure enough, everyone in the world was still normal. The old man couldn't attack with both hands, so he picked Lang Rui and attacked him fiercely.

No matter how big the pool is, it is not larger than the old man's attack range. Not only the old man can perform long-range attacks, but Qiao Xin can also do it.

With Lang Rui attracting fire, she casually stuffed the two cubs into her clothes and tightened her belt. The fur robe became a natural shoulder strap, holding the two cubs so that they would not fall out due to the violent movement.

The two little guys had the nature of small animals. When they sensed the danger, they didn't cry or make a fuss. They nestled in their mother's arms, not moving a muscle.

A bow and arrow appeared in his hand, he bent the bow and shot, all in one go. Qiao Xin's understanding of superpowers was something these orcs would never be able to achieve in their lifetimes.

The bow and arrow, with a green color, broke through the air and attacked the old man.

The old man leaned back to avoid it, but before he could stand still, the second arrow arrived. The old man had to give up attacking Lang Rui, and rolled over on the spot, barely avoiding it.

Qiao Xin angered the old man. Before he could stand still, the wooden spear in his hand came towards Qiao Xin's face with unstoppable momentum.

Qiao Xin was not afraid of danger. He swung out with the scimitar in his hand. The momentum of the wooden spear was broken, but it still had momentum. Qiao Xin was standing in the water and could not bear the force, so he fell heavily into the water and avoided the spear.

Lang Rui did not stop to watch. He picked up the wooden spear that fell into the pool when the old man attacked him and threw it out with his hand.

The old man was outnumbered two and, as he was weak, he managed to escape in a very awkward manner.

Both Qiao Xin and Lang Rui discovered that although they could not win in close combat, they had an advantage in long-range attacks.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old man immediately became cowardly, ran out of the attack range, and his chest made a rumbling breathing sound with anger.

Qiao Xin gave him the middle finger sarcastically. She didn't care whether he understood the meaning of the gesture or not. She felt good anyway.

The two reunited. Lang Yu, who was lying on Lang Rui's back and hugging his neck tightly, had his eyes shining. He stared at the bow in Qiao Xin's hand and said, "Xin, I want this."

The danger was over and the little ones began to become lively.

The three little ones hidden in his arms crawled out from his lapels, revealing three wolf heads. Their noses moved, and they howled and begged for food.

Qiao Xin smiled and touched the little wolf that had grown thick silver hair. "You haven't even opened your eyes! You can't even walk steadily, and you're following me!"

Lang Rui smiled, his eyes fixed on the old man in the distance, "I found some patterns on the bottom of the pool."

With this stirring, the scale at the bottom of the pool was shaken away, and Lang Rui accidentally discovered a flash of silver light at the bottom of the pool.

Qiao Xin was a good swimmer. She threw the cub to Lang Rui and dived into the water. Scale rose from the bottom of the pool and the clear water turned turbid. Qiao Xin dived to the bottom of the pool. She opened her eyes as wide as she could and indeed saw the silver light flashing like a swimming fish at the bottom of the pool.

After running out of breath, Qiao Xin returned to the surface.

He wiped the water off his face and said, "I'll go down again."

After going back and forth more than ten times, under the gaze of the Centaur, Qiao Xin figured out what the silver light at the bottom of the pool was.

"A formation." Qiao Xin had read a lot of fantasy novels, and she always felt that this formation was a bit like the legendary spirit gathering formation, which gathered the spiritual energy of the Beast Star here and covered it under the pool water, making people think that it was the pool water that was working.

But something was not right. Qiao Xin had already memorized the entire formation in her mind. With Lang Rui staring at the old man, Qiao Xin took out a pen and paper and came behind Lang Rui. Lang Yu climbed onto Lang Rui's head and made his back available.

Qiao Xin leaned on Lang Rui's back and drew all the formations that he remembered.

With the old man around, Qiao Xin didn't dare to enter the space and could only take out the information Lu Yao gave her. The animal skins in the box recorded some very ancient formations.

Fortunately, when Qiao Xin turned to the 38th page, she found a similar formation. She read the obscure ancient text carefully and the general meaning was that this was not only a spirit gathering formation, but also a door.

"Door?"

"Where does it lead?"

They both thought of their ancestral land at the same time.

Then Qiao Xin shook her head again, "I think the possibility of leading to the ancestral land is very low."

"Blood Flower, the key to the door, is this the door you open?"

"I'll try."

Qiao Xin stood in the water, gave him Lu Yao's blood bag, and asked her to monitor the old man to prevent him from suddenly attacking.

Lang Rui dived into the water with the blood bag. The formation and the water were mixed together. He found the keyhole that Qiao Xin pointed out to him. It was a circular hole.

He uncorked the blood bag, inserted it into the hole, and squeezed the blood in.

When the oxygen in his chest was consumed and there was still no response, Lang Rui returned to the surface of the water and said, "It's no use."

The two looked at each other and understood what each other meant. Lang Rui took a deep breath and dived again.

He inserted his finger into the hole, and soon he felt something sting him quickly, then he heard a creaking sound, as if an ancient, shaky door was opened.

Before I could react, the center of the pool suddenly began to spin, carrying the water with it like an underwater tornado.

All six members of Lang Rui’s family were involved.

The old man in the distance was shocked when he saw the waterspout rising into the sky. His whole body flashed with white light. He stomped his feet hard and shot into the waterspout.

The Centaurs who witnessed all this outside the light shield looked at each other in confusion, wondering what had happened.

"Go and inform the clan leader quickly."

When the Centaur leader Ma Wu arrived, the waterspout had disappeared and the pool returned to its original state. The bones on the shore were still there, but the body of the mermaid half-soaked in the pool had disappeared.

"Clan leader."

Ma Wu raised his hand to ask them to stop talking, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Perhaps their Centaur tribe could finally leave this broken place.

"Send more tribesmen to surround the ancestral land, and notify me immediately if there is any movement."