The difficulties that everyone imagined were not noticed. Soon Ma Hongjun flew back with obvious excitement on his face.

"We guessed right, there is an end up there!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, especially Tang San. The longer the delay, the more anxious he became.

He was terrified that his treasure would be harmed in the slightest while he was away.

"How about it?"

Ma Hongjun was breathing heavily, looking serious.

"I flew upwards for about half a quarter of an hour. The higher I went, the thinner the air became, and the greater the suppression on my soul power."

"When the area seemed to have reached the limit of what I could bear, I explored deeper and found a place that was very different from the surrounding areas."

"There are layers of fog blocking the view above, but that place is exceptionally clear, and there seem to be inscriptions floating there that look like formations."

"I don't have a deep understanding of the formation, but I have a hunch that that is the center of the formation."

Dai Mubai's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he took out a pen and paper from his soul ring and said to Ma Hongjun in a hurry:

"Fatty, hurry up and draw what you see."

Ma Hongjun nodded, and then began to draw on the paper seriously.

During this time, Dai Mubai explained to everyone

"I have seen Mixin before. If it is a formation for soul-luring magic, I can recognize it."

Hearing this, everyone's faces were filled with joy. Oscar even stretched himself lazily and said nonchalantly:

"I can finally leave this damn place. Once I find Xiao Wuyou, they will ask the dean to give me a few days off. I am so exhausted."

"..."

Not long after, Ma Hongjun's slightly strange voice was heard, and the people who were meditating to recover their strength quickly gathered around him.

Dai Mubai was the first to pick it up and examine it, but his expression was obviously a little strange. Tang San frowned slightly and asked tentatively:

"Boss Dai, what's wrong?"

Dai Mubai took a deep breath after hearing this. His pupils closed at this moment. His palms clenched into fists, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"Ma, Hong, Jun! Can you explain to me what this is?"

Ma Hongjun smiled awkwardly and said with some grievance

"Boss Dai, I really tried my best. Although my painting skills are a little bit worse, I have included all the important points!"

Tang San was puzzled. He gently picked up the piece of paper that Dai Mubai had fiercely thrown away and cast a solemn gaze on it.

Tang San:......

I have never seen such ugly ghost paintings.

what.

It's too early to open up to these people.

*

Closer to home.

Ma Hongjun was still picked up by the furious Dai Mubai. His short, fat fingers trembled as he pointed at various parts of the painting, explaining them one by one.

There is a thick black dot on the ghost painting.

"This is a pattern similar to a snake's eye, with inscriptions carved around it. I don't know what it says, and it's surrounded by a golden light, so I can hardly see it clearly."

There is a stick-drawn chicken on the ghost painting, pecking at the sun.

"This is a phoenix. There is a sun next to it. It should be the Phoenix Chasing the Sun."

There is a black line on the ghost painting, which is covered with tiny vertical lines.

"This is a dragon, but there is only one, covered with scales and with five claws."

"..."

The more people listened, the gloomier their faces became. It was not just that his painting skills were bad; he was the founder of pure abstract art.

However, Dai Mubai was strangely calm at this moment. He slapped Ma Hongjun's back with his big hand and said excitedly:

"That's right, this is the soul-luring technique, we can get out!"

Ma Hongjun was caught off guard and was beaten so hard that he staggered and cried without tears.

But at this time he didn't dare to complain at all. After all, his poor painting skills had wasted a lot of everyone's time.

"Fatty, lead the way and find the direction where you last saw the center of the formation."

"Ah."

When everyone reached the ground facing the center of the formation, a new problem arose.

Relying on Ma Hongjun's own flying speed and Ning Rongrong's assistance, it took him just half a quarter of an hour to reach the sky.

And how can those of them who can’t fly get up?

Oscar was a little worried. He pulled his messy white hair and asked Dai Mubai in a mumbling voice.

"Boss Dai, is there only one exit after breaking the core of the formation? Is there a way to break the entire space? One that allows us to get out without flying."

Dai Mubai was also worried about this matter, and he shook his head regretfully when he heard this.

"According to historical records, once the soul-luring technique is formed, the center of the formation is the only exit. What's more difficult is that the center of the formation is often the most strongly defended place in the formation."

"With our current strength, it's still unclear whether we can break the core of the formation."

The atmosphere that had just become somewhat high suddenly dropped again.

After simple calculations, no matter what method they use, their stay in the sky will be more than a quarter of an hour. Except for Ma Hongjun, the only thing everyone can rely on is the real mushroom of flying in pairs.

Even if they were sure to break the center of the formation with one blow, there was no way they could reach the dome within a minute.

This is almost an unsolvable proposition.

Ning Rongrong secretly glanced at Tang San who was at the end of the team.

She just felt that ever since Xiao Wuyou disappeared, the aura of her third brother had become increasingly lonely and silent.

That already handsome face became even paler, and the backlash of going astray had a profound impact on him.

The deeper the love, the deeper the pain.

Third brother must be having a very hard time now, right?

Ning Rongrong sighed inwardly, but all she could do was try her best to help her companions find a solution as soon as possible.

Her eyes wandered around the ground somewhat empty, filled with emotion.

Suddenly, her gaze was fixed on the ground opposite the center of the formation.

The ground was wrapped in a dark white mist, and it was impossible to find it without careful observation. However, her martial spirit had not been put away yet, and the light of the Seven Treasures Glazed Glass was shining brightly, so she was fortunate enough to discover some clues.

She hurriedly called for help.

"Boss Dai, come and see!"

The silent atmosphere was broken by Ning Rongrong's light shout. Dai Mubai frowned and walked quickly towards the place where she pointed.

"Rongrong, come closer."

Dai Mubai obviously also discovered some clues and called Ning Rongrong softly.

When Ning Rongrong approached, the light of the Seven Treasures Glazed Glass became brighter with the blessing of her soul power, and the not-so-obvious mark was revealed.

The crowd that quickly surrounded them was obviously a little surprised.

"There is actually a formation eye here!"

Ma Hongjun nodded heavily, with obvious excitement in his deep voice.

"Yes, that's right! This is the totem I saw on the dome!"

"Boss Dai, is this another center of the formation?"

Dai Mubai's expression was not as relaxed as his companions. He shook his head slightly.

"No, there will only be one center in the soul-luring formation. One of these two must be a fake."

"If we can't choose the right center of the formation, with the terrifying power of this formation, I'm afraid we will be reduced to ashes in an instant."

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