"Understand, father, as long as we can cross this forest, it doesn't matter if the remaining six thousand scattered cultivators are dead, and with the seven thousand scattered cultivators in my father's hands, the cannon fodder needed in the back is still enough for us to use. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The temperament of the superior in front of the wind is very strong, which makes the elders of the Feng family very satisfied.

"Drop the supplies, and set off as soon as everything is ready. ”

Feng Yang nodded, and he was also very relieved about Feng Qian.

The Feng family guards quickly issued the elixir and charms to the celestial priests below the four tribulations, and briefly explained the situation. The Feng family was in control of the overall situation, and they didn't need to care about the opinions of the casual cultivators at all, let alone whether the casual cultivators would accept their arrangements.

As soon as everyone heard about the situation in the Misty Forest, they immediately understood that the danger they would face next was not comparable to before.

"All ready, half an hour into the forest!"

The guards of the Youfeng family shouted loudly.

"There's a lot of murder in there. ”

Thinking that he enjoyed the benefits of being like a fish in water in the cave, but he had to go to the forest to suffer, Chu Wuru couldn't help but smile bitterly, and also experienced Zhang Yanyou's huge psychological gap.

"In my experience, five thousand people can survive through the forest, thank goodness. ”

Wang Xiong asserted with great certainty.

"It's not us who want to die. ”

He Militia said with a smile, he has been walking around in the distant waters, and he has entered too many dangerous places, and he has experienced more dangerous places than this, and his state of mind is also very strong and strong-willed. Chu Wuli had always thought that if he didn't die, he would definitely be a late-blooming genius, and his future achievements might be amazing.

Because what He militia is doing now is that, like some worldly masters often said in books, in order to sharpen their state of mind, they do not hesitate to put down their bodies, restrain their cultivation, pretend to be ordinary people to experience the life of ordinary people, and travel the world. Regardless of whether He Militia is such a hidden outsider, at least what he is doing now is sharpening his state of mind.

Chu Wuli has always believed that the basis of whether a cultivator can be strong is composed of will, mood, and talent, of which talent is only ranked at the bottom of these three.

Just like the two successive generations of young invincible geniuses of the human race, the invincible Tianzun and the holy son Nongluo, all of them were born in a slight cold, and they have suffered countless hardships before they soared to the sky, no matter how rich and huge the genius family of your hundreds of millions of families and ancient sects is, they can only live in the shadow of their glorious halo.

"With me, you'll be fine, I'm your captain!"

Wang Xiong waved his hand and said confidently, and at the same time, he was also pulling his prestige.

"Idiot!"

In the distance, a Five Tribulation Heavenly Priest couldn't help but laugh when he heard Wang Xiong's domineering words.

"Slut, Uncle Wang will kill you right away when you're outside!"

Wang Xiong's eyes widened, it was really bigger than the bear's eyes, and regardless of the strength of the other party's Five Tribulation Heavenly Warriors, he scolded back violently.

The smile on the other party's scolded face froze, and he was also angry from the heart, and said coldly:

"Not here, you're a human stick now!"

"Lao Tzu doesn't have to torture you, I'll beat you to death!"

Wang Xiong's nose was cocked, and his momentum was much more fierce than that of the other party.

The two of them stared at each other, thunder and lightning flashed in it, but they could only move their mouths, if anyone really dared to do it, the Feng family would slaughter him first.

In the end, it had to be stopped.

After such a fuss, everyone fell silent again, silently preparing, life and death were uncertain, and no one could be indifferent.

Time passed quickly.

Driven by the Feng family's guards, 13,000 scattered cultivators lined up in a horizontal line of 100 zhang and stepped into the forest.

The mist in the forest is different from the mist in the swamps of the Great Lake, this mist is static, but it will silently enter the human body, directly eroding the person's divine consciousness, and the cultivator whose divine consciousness is slightly weaker will be dispersed and die in a moment by the corroded divine consciousness.

Chu Wuru's luck was not good, they entered the forest in the second row, and as soon as they entered the forest, Chu Wuru's body felt cold and cold, and something slowly burrowed into his sea of divine consciousness. The elixir and spell he had prepared in advance had no effect at all!

The "thing" that entered the Chu Wuli Divine Consciousness Sea had just entered, and there was no performance yet, even Chu Wuru didn't find its effect, a golden giant sword in the middle of the Chu Wuli Divine Consciousness Sea swept away, and the golden sword qi shone in all directions like the sun, blowing out a terrifying storm of sword qi destruction, crushing all the things that entered Chu Wuru's divine sense!

Chu Wuru has supreme sword cultivation as a guardian divine sense, and he can be safe and sound, but the other calamity celestials cannot, almost the moment these tribulation celestials enter the forest, all the calamity celestials except Chu Wuru are all dead, and most of the second tribulation celestials are also dead, and only the three tribulation celestials can rely on the elixir and talisman to survive.

The celestial priests of the three calamities or more are nothing, and they still step into the forest indifferently, while the celestial priests of the first and second tribulations are afraid and dare not enter at the edge of the forest.

The Feng family killed all those who did not dare to advance, killing hundreds of people at once, and the others had to go to the forest.

After 13,000 people entered the forest, they left nearly 2,000 corpses at the edge of the forest, most of them were first-class celestials, a few were second-tribulation celestials, and among the 11,000 people, only a few of them survived the slap.

If there were people from the city outside the mountain, they would surely be relieved to say:

"It's okay if the others die more, anyway, Chu Wuru will definitely live!"

This is the case, Chu Wuyu is not only alive, but also lives very easily, making Wang Xiong very speechless to him.

But when you go a hundred feet deep into the forest, the light cannot fall from the sky, and the darkness begins to fall wherever you pass, and the flourishing branches and leaves of the tall trees obscure all the light.

It's not black that you can't see your fingers, but the light is very dim.

"Throw the Sun God Stone!"

Feng Yang ordered in the rear.

The Sun God Stone is definitely a strange thing in the cultivation world.

The value of the Sun God Stone is extremely low, and the number is very large, but it is often used for strange purposes, and almost every cultivator will have enough Sun God Stone in the space of thought.

After Feng Yang's order, the Feng family guards began to throw a large number of Sun God Stones, making the top of the road bright.

The fallen leaves on the ground are piled up too deeply, stepping on them is like stepping on the snow, they are loose and soft, and the sound of "squeaking" makes people a little worried that they will fall into the fallen leaves.

Bang, click, bang........................

A large number of Sun God Stones were thrown, like meteors falling one after another, falling into the fallen leaves, but the light was constantly generated, making the mist in the forest seem to fade a little.

Sanxiu walked very carefully in front, not only opened his Yuan Force wall with all his strength, but also used the spirit treasure of defense, either holding the spirit treasure in his hand, or holding the charm, all of them walked forward slowly, not daring to speed up rashly.

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