This person was the Zixiao Sect monk who had called on everyone to attack the formation before, and at this moment, there were fifteen Zixiao Sect monks beside him, scattered on the side of the Huayuan Tree that had already fallen to the ground, while on the other side were more than twenty foundation building monks of various sects, and there were dozens of corpses lying on the ground between the two sides, all of which were obviously monks who had unfortunately fallen in the previous battle.

As the Zixiao Sect monk spoke, the entire protective array was quiet, and all the monks temporarily stopped their movements.

And Qiao Yun didn't care about the purpose of this Zixiao Sect monk to tell everyone to stop, he jumped directly on the flying magic weapon, and was about to control the flying magic weapon to rush away.

But soon Qiao Yun stopped the flying magic weapon with a sinking expression, because Qiao Yun found that not far away, several foundation building monks who wanted to control the flying magic weapon and a dozen qi cultivators who wanted to leave with the sword failed to leave, and there was a huge formation in front of them blocking the way, and no matter how they attacked, they could only stir up ripples on the light curtain, but they could not completely break through this formation.

This scene attracted the attention of all the monks almost at the same time, and they were shocked to find that at some point, everyone present was trapped in the large array.

"What's going on!" exclaimed a monk in the middle of the foundation building.

"Is it still a natural formation? No, this is obviously a ......" A monk who was familiar with the formation was stunned and saw the traces of the artificial arrangement of this large array.

When everyone was in shock, the Zixiao Sect monk who called everyone to stop smiled indifferently and said, "Yes, this is not a natural formation, but a fifth-level large array arranged by my Zixiao Sect!"

As soon as these words came out, almost all the monks looked at the sixteen Zixiao Sect monks in the big array, only to see the remaining fifteen monks standing there calmly, faintly headed by the Zixiao Sect monks who spoke, obviously what this person said before was true.

For a while, the expressions of the monks in the large array were different, and Qiao Yun and Xie Nanping had also come down from the flying magic weapon.

Standing on top of the open space, Qiao Yun sneered, he had already guessed that the news that there was a natural formation here was probably released by these Zixiao Sect monks, they first arranged a large formation outside the natural formation, and then attracted other monks to help them break the natural formation, and finally closed the large formation, relying on the advantage of the number of people and formations, it was really a careful calculation to reap the benefits of the fisherman here.

And at this moment, a black-clothed monk who was in the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Thousand Evil Sect Foundation Building snorted coldly and stood up, "Why, you Zixiao Sect still want to rely on this formation, and you can't openly blackmail it!"

"Hey, Senior Brother Kui Rui, you're a bit of an exaggeration!" the Zixiao Sect monk who was the leader waved his hand, and then pointed to the large array not far away, "I, the Zixiao Sect monk, arranged this trapped formation to help everyone protect the previous natural formation from being harmed by demon beasts, and now that the natural formation is broken, the benefits are shared by everyone, but our Zixiao Sect monk has spent a lot of precious materials to arrange the large array, so we just ask you for some compensation." ”

Everyone knows that this is nonsense, there are no demon beasts for dozens of miles before and after this depression, let alone building a large array to protect it.

"Actually, you don't have to worry, the Great Perfection Cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, we only charge 20% of the ...... of the spirit grass that we snatched before," the Zixiao Sect monk led by him continued to say slowly.

"Then what if I don't give it!" the black-clothed monk snorted coldly and said proudly.

"Since Senior Brother Kui Rui doesn't want to give it, it doesn't matter...... the Zixiao Sect monks led by him didn't finish speaking, and the fifteen Zixiao Sect Foundation Building Monks behind him actually moved at the same time, and they all sacrificed magic weapons and slashed at Kui Rui.

Kui Rui didn't expect the other party to say that he would do it, and his whole body was instantly filled with black gas, and at the same time, dozens of Sen Sen bone spurs shot out from the black qi frantically, with a cold breath, and shot towards the fifteen Zixiao Sect monks, and then Kui Rui sacrificed three top-grade magic weapons to protect his body, and shouted: "Everyone, what are you still doing in a daze! Let's ...... together."

Kui Rui's words were only halfway through, and the fifteen magic weapons fell almost in order, and the dozens of bone spurs he had previously inspired were actually sucked by a disc-shaped magic weapon sacrificed by the Zixiao Sect monks led by him, and did not touch half of the corners of the clothes of the other Zixiao Sect monks.

Kui Rui didn't have time to be shocked, the three best magic weapons in front of him were shattered one after another, and his whole body was full of black energy, and when he wanted to sacrifice magic weapons to resist again, he was smashed on his body by several magic weapons without hindrance, and his body was on the spot.

And all this happened between the lightning and the fire, and when everyone came back to their senses, the fifteen Zixiao Sect monks had already put away Kui Rui's storage bag and stood behind the Zixiao Sect monk who was the leader again.

The entire large array was silent, and many monks who had wanted to rush forward when Kui Rui was besieged had stopped one after another.

Just when everyone was looking at each other, an orange-clothed monk who was in the late stage of foundation building and the Great Perfection took the lead in breaking the silence, "This is two percent of spiritual grass!"

As he spoke, this person threw a storage bag to the Zixiao Sect monk who was the leader, and the Zixiao Sect monk's divine sense swept into the storage bag and nodded, "Yes, you can go." ”

When the orange-clothed monk heard this, he fled away without hesitation, he was just a disciple of a five-star sect, although he was lucky not to die in the process of snatching the Huayuan Fruit before, he was also seriously injured, and handed over two percent of the spirit grass, he still had one Huayuan Fruit left, he was already very satisfied with this, if he continued to fight, I am afraid that he would not be able to keep even one Huayuan Fruit in the end.

As the array approached, the orange-clad monk hesitated slightly, but then took a step. When he found that he was not blocked by the big array, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and without hesitation, he sacrificed the flying magic weapon and galloped away.

Seeing that the orange-clothed monk left smoothly, many monks suddenly had the intention of leaving, but no one was willing to stand up and organize everyone to resist, because they were afraid that they would not get the echo of the other monks, and finally fell on the spot. Soon, seven more Great Perfection monks in the late stage of foundation building handed over the spirit grass and left, among which Jing Yao was also among them.

If it was said that the people in this protective array still had the strength of these sixteen Zixiao Sect monks in the first battle, but now that they had left eight Great Perfection monks in the late stage of foundation building one after another, the rest of the monks all sighed in their hearts, knowing that at this moment, in addition to paying the spirit grass, they were already powerless to resist, and they were all silently preparing the spirit grass and preparing to leave.

"You don't have enough spirit grass!"

"What I handed over is obviously twenty percent!" said a monk who had built the ninth floor of the foundation.

The Zixiao Sect monk who was the leader said lightly: "Two percent is for the Great Perfection monk in the later stage of foundation building, the ninth layer of the foundation needs to pay three percent of the spirit grass, the eighth layer of the foundation is forty percent, the seventh layer of the foundation is fifty percent, and ......so on."

As soon as these words came out, it caused an uproar again, and many monks were depressed in their hearts, eager to rush up and fight with this person, but in the end they silently endured it.

The ninth-layer cultivator's fists were clenched, and even his nails were buckled into the flesh, but he finally gritted his teeth and handed over another hundred percent of the spirit grass, so that he was able to leave.

Qiao Yun's face was also ugly, but in the face of the sixteen Zixiao Sect monks who had attained the Great Perfection in the late stage of foundation building, Qiao Yun didn't want to be an enemy of them, so he quickly took out an empty storage bag and put into it forty percent of the Shengyuan ginseng and the Falling Moon White Sunflower that he had obtained before.

Xie Nanping had already packed the storage bag, and after seeing that Qiao Yun had also packed it, he couldn't help but smile bitterly at Qiao Yun, Qiao Yun patted Xie Nanping on the shoulder, and the two of them quickly came to the front of the Zixiao Sect monk who was the leader.

Since he decided to hand over the Spirit Grass, Qiao Yun didn't plan to delay any longer, for fear that the more monks left, the more these dozen Zixiao Sect monks would open their mouths, and in the end, I was afraid that even the storage bags would be handed over to them.

After Xie Nanping handed over the storage bag, the Zixiao Sect monk who was the leader nodded, and then Xie Nanping stepped aside and waited for Qiao Yun, and Qiao Yun quickly threw the storage bag containing the spirit grass to the Zixiao Sect monk who was the leader.

"The amount of this spirit grass is not enough, and the spirit grass of the Thousand Evil Monks you killed before will also be given forty percent!" "The Zixiao Sect monk who was the leader glanced at the storage bag Qiao Yun threw and said, "Also, leave the big seal you used before!"

Qiao Yun nodded, and the next moment obediently took out an empty storage bag, moved a lot of spirit grass into it, and threw the storage bag to the Zixiao Sect monk who was the leader, and then took out the Mo Evil Seal and threw it out.

The Zixiao Sect monk who was the leader took the storage bag, glanced at it, and then reached out to pick up the Mo Evil Seal, "Well, you can go......"

Half of his words came to an abrupt end, and the originally plain Mo Evil Seal suddenly swelled wildly when it was a few zhang away from him, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a few zhang in size, and smashed towards him overwhelmingly.

The Zixiao Sect cultivator who was the leader was shocked in his heart, only to feel that his whole body seemed to be imprisoned by something invisible, and he did not hesitate to frantically run his whole body cultivation, and at the same time sacrificed a black shield in front of him.

At the same time that the Zixiao Sect monks led by this were attacked by the Mo Evil Seal, the remaining fifteen Zixiao Sect monks also made quick moves, eight of them directly attacked the Mo Evil Seal in mid-air, and the other seven rushed towards Qiao Yun with dancing magic weapons.

The combined efforts of the eight Great Perfection Cultivators in the late stage of foundation building only made Mo Evil Seal pause slightly, and then Mo Evil Seal fell instantly, and smashed on the shield in front of the Zixiao Sect monk who was the leader with a "boom".

The black shield couldn't hold on for half a breath, and then it fell apart in an instant, and then smashed into the chest of the leader Zixiao Sect cultivator, causing it to spurt out several mouthfuls of blood, and the whole person instantly languished.

And two of the eight foundation building monks also had cracks in the magic weapons in their hands, and while they were secretly shocked by the power of the Mo Evil Seal, they did not hesitate to look at the head of the Zixiao Sect monk.

"Kill him for me!" the leader of the Zixiao Sect monk roared after stopping his form, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.