It was just a Buddha horn, and the surrounding air suddenly froze, as if time and space stopped at this time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The figures of all the monks froze suddenly, especially those who had mastered the souls, and they felt an irresistible slowness from the depths of their bodies.

The grand wish power flowed instantly, shuttling between the cultivators, and the Wu clan clone immediately felt the breath of each soul master.

As long as you successfully collect the power of will, even if you can't drive it for the time being, you can still let the other party cut off a lot of hostility and resistance.

All the Soul Riders looked up at the top of their heads, with a look of horror, and saw nothing but a dazzling light!

The same is true for the cultivators, what they see is nothing more than a flickering of light and chaos, but the clone of the Wu clan sees it, it is the King of Fudomei!

At this time, what appeared in the sky above the cultivators was just an illusion of the immovable Ming King, and even so, the relics in the body of the Wu clan already had the intention of cheering.

This is their real master, they have accompanied the owner for millions, tens of millions of years, and the Wu clone also has a boiling feeling in his heart at the same time.

This feeling is not only because of the relics in the body, but also because of the majestic power of wishes that are constantly being delivered.

"Amitabha"

After reciting another loud Buddha name, the illusion of the Fudo Ming King, after nodding slightly at the Wu clone, slowly dissipated.

The dazzling essence light that was conjured up then slowly dimmed, and the cultivators immediately felt that the restraints on their bodies quickly dissipated.

However, all the soul riders, although their bodies have regained their freedom, suddenly become paralyzed.

This soft feeling comes from the bottom of my heart, as if it was caused by the sound of the Buddha's name, but it is endless, and it is inextricably related to the swarthy guy in front of him.

The two leaders were even more horrified in their hearts, although they didn't know what had just happened, they could conclude that there were high-ranking people behind them, protecting this group of people, and they couldn't touch them.

"Withdraw!"

The old man with the black umbrella waved his hand resolutely, and his figure dissipated first, and soon disappeared straight in place, and the rest of the soul riders, after glancing at the Wu clan clone, also helplessly followed and quickly dispersed.

After all the soul riders had disappeared, several monks were already sitting on the ground limply, their chests rising and falling violently, gasping for breath.

At this time, the spirit of the Wu clan clone was unprecedentedly good, and the reason was naturally the power of the wishes that had just been obtained.

But he also sat down slowly, quietly closed his eyes and meditated, and at the moment when the power of desire poured into his body just now, his previous uneasy thoughts were verified.

This bottomless pit in front of me, I really don't know where it leads...

Because at that moment, he felt a trace of spatial fluctuations from the south, and this fluctuation was very similar to another portal.

Because the time of appearance was very short, but the induction disappeared in an instant, but the Wu clone clearly sensed it, and he felt that his judgment was not wrong.

"This Yellow Spring Realm is on the tenth floor... There is a second portal..."

The Wu clone muttered in his heart, puzzled, if one portal was to enter the eleventh floor of Huangquan, then where did the other one go?

At the same time, another more critical question arises, how to judge which one is the entrance to the eleventh floor of Huangquan?

"No, we need to go to another portal..."

The Wu clan made a decision in his body and mind, and he glanced at the surrounding cultivators, some of whom had almost recovered from their injuries, and several monks who were recovering nervously.

So, the Wu clone closed his eyes again, and quietly recovered his state while meditating.

Less than half an hour later, all the cultivators had almost recovered, and the Wu clone stood up slightly, and after glancing at everyone, he said calmly:

"We're going to find the next portal..."

"Next Portal??!! Could it be that on the tenth floor of the Yellow Spring Realm, there are still two portals?! ”

Except for Gu Laojiu, everyone began to draw question marks in their hearts, and the underworld elves also widened their eyes, looking at the Wu clone with incredible eyes.

Sibed's expression was rather indifferent, he turned his face sideways, and with one eye that was not covered by hair, he looked into the distance with a look of indifference.

Only in Gu Laojiu's heart, there was a trace of understanding at this time, he knew that what the Wu clan clone said was right, and after hearing the words of the Wu clan clone, he added a little more admiration to him.

Gu Laojiu had searched hard for decades on the tenth floor of Huangquan, and had also found two portals, but it was not the one in front of him.

It was a scream from a monk that alerted him, especially after finding the two portals, which made him even more confused.

In addition, there are also many transmissions on the tenth floor of Huangquan, and these legends are passed down from mouth to mouth among the ghost cultivators, and they are so vivid that people can't help but believe it.

The portal on the tenth floor of Huangquan is not difficult to find, the difficult thing is to find the real portal!

After hearing the words of the Wu clan clone, although the cultivators felt surprised, none of them were born to ask. After all these things along the way, they have completely trusted the Wu clone.

So, under the leadership of the Wu clan clone, a group of people rushed towards the south of the tenth layer of Huangquan.

In the next way, he never encountered the soul master again, but the vigilance of the Wu clan in his body and mind did not relax at all.

He knew that they would not give up like this, such a large and unscrupulous organization, not to mention just an illusion of the Fudo Ming King, even if the Fudo Ming King himself came, would they be afraid, and said so.

Under the leadership of the Wu clone, the group followed the direction they sensed all the way, and after more than ten days, they came to another portal.

The portal was located in a cave, similar to the previous one, with strands of swarthy glowing oil.

There were quite a few monks gathered here, but no one dared to go down and try, some were sitting quietly on the side, some were whispering to each other, whispering something.

When the group of Wu clones entered the cave, only a few monks raised their eyes and swept them, their eyes were calm, and most of the monks ignored them.

The Wu clone led the crowd, sat down from a distance, and after staring at the depths of the cave for a few breaths, he stood up, led the crowd, and flew out of the cave.

"Let's keep looking."

The Wu clone said lightly, and then took everyone and continued to fly to the west, and everyone still followed silently, and no one asked "why".

True trust is like this, although it is not completely unconditional, but at the moment when the other party makes a decision, the first choice is not hesitating.

I don't ask why, because of you...