87_87441 Zhao Qing's formation this time is a four-door doudi formation, this kind of formation is mainly defensive, and it can just defend against this form of four-sided attack. The formation was presided over by Ling Sen, Ling Lin, Nan Ji and He Shengguang, with Zhao Qing and Wang Yu protecting in the middle, and the white wolf attacking at will around him.

Finally...... I watched the puppet's fist slowly smash over. There are no flukes, no luck, pale and powerless. That's right, this puppet is from the Yuan Infancy!

Without any suspense, the four fists easily broke everyone's defenses. Ling Lin's Aoki Ding, Ling Sen's giant axe, and He Shengguang's sword were all shattered. Nanji's attack power is recognized by everyone, so Wang Yu sacrificed the fire spirit bead to attack Nanji's piece, but the fist smashed directly into the bead, and the bead was shattered immediately. A bead that is biased towards a spell attack can't block a trace of attack from a puppet with the strength of a primordial infant. The orb let out a final wail, bursting into a brilliant firework, but only the puppet's arm was blown apart. The offensive of the fist did not abate, and it smashed directly into Nanji's arms with his hands crossed for defense, and Nanji's arms were smashed off the formation that gave everyone hope and was broken......

If everyone was hopeful before, how desperate they are now. Losing their weapons, plus withstanding the puppet's punch, the 4 people were directly beaten and vomited blood. Wang Yu's natal magic weapon was smashed, and he directly vomited blood and fainted. Standing now was Zhao Qing, who was only attacked by the formation, and the four puppets all locked on to her, and their fists waved at her from four directions.

"Ahh ......" Zhao Qing directly covered his eyes with his left arm, he didn't dare to look at it at all, and he couldn't raise the idea of resisting, a monk in the early stage of Jindan couldn't beat the puppet of the Yuan Infant Stage no matter what. At this moment, his teammates were all injured, and Zhao Qing, who was isolated, once again felt powerless in strength.

"Tick bell bell~" rang with the bell of a faint dragon groan, it turned out that the immortal weapon felt the danger of the master and automatically protected the master. The * bell that has recovered the strength of seven or eight has the strength of the early stage of the tribulation, and it is still very easy to deal with this kind of puppet in the infancy stage, the first bell shattered the four puppets around, and the second bell, the puppets around that have not moved are all shattered.

This is the power of immortal weapons! Everyone was stunned, looking at the bell with a faint golden light in the sky and a mysterious silver pattern, slowly flying to Zhao Qing's side, and then hanging on her waist, reverting to the appearance of the original dull ordinary silver bell. Suddenly, everyone looked at Zhao Qing with a little complicated, it turned out that she actually had an immortal weapon, which was the bell that looked very ordinary, so with this bell, Zhao Qing was able to solve a level?

Zhao Qing heard the bell, and her mind finally woke up in the chaos. Looking at the *bell slowly floating in front of him in confusion, Zhao Qing finally remembered that he still had an immortal weapon, and with its protector, he was still alive. After all, the time for the *Ling Hui fù was not long, and Zhao Qing couldn't think of it at all, and he used it as a magic weapon that was more powerful than ordinary spiritual weapons. Still alive, Zhao Qing suddenly smiled, only to find that his face was itchy, and when he wiped it with his hand, it turned out to be tears. Without great strength, it is nothing...... I don't know how many times I have said this sentence in Zhao Qing's heart, and every time I am more impressed than the last time. Strength, strength determines a qiē, Zhao Qing once again branded this sentence in his heart. Obviously, I have the memory of 10,000 years and the advantage of immortals, but I am so bad, I am just a Jin Dan cultivator, it seems that no matter how good the atmosphere of this team is, I will also leave and take my own path of promotion.

Finally, there were no more teleportation arrays, and there were no other external threats, and everyone began to recover. This time, except for Zhao Qing, who was attacked by the formation and vomited some blood, they were all seriously injured, especially Wang Yu, who lost the natal magic weapon, and immediately lost most of his cultivation, and fell directly from Jindan to the late stage of foundation building, and his soul was not stable, and he must have damaged the foundation.

Zhao Qing hurriedly took out Pei Yuan Dan and Bu Lin Dan from the Qiankun bag and fed them into Wang Yu's mouth to help him stabilize his cultivation that would continue to fall. Then take out the Rejuvenation Pill and the Replenishing Spirit Pill, and connect Nanji's hands. The others had already taken out the pills from their Qiankun bags and regained their strength.

Zhao Qing looked at Wang Yu, who was still in a coma, and was in a very bad situation, gritted his teeth and took out the Yuan Infant Soul Bead he had obtained before. "You're right, this soul bead will be yours sooner or later......" Zhao Qing thought of Wang Yu's previous words about asking her to collect the soul bead, and suddenly smiled bitterly. Closing his eyes, he used his divine sense to extract the soul power of the soul bead, and after tempering, he injected it into Wang Yu's soul to replenish his previous soul damage.

After three days of rest, everyone recovered, and with Zhao Qing's help, Wang Yu reluctantly recovered his strength to the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, and was on the same level as Ling Lin, and received Ling Lin's ridicule and white eyes. Ling Lin was still very measured, and didn't mention anything about letting that spirit bead go a bit.

"There is still a road, and there is still a way to go...... It shouldn't be very difficult," Zhao Qing put away the tools for cooking spiritual food, looked at everyone and said. On the road behind, Zhao Qing had already explored, and after the puppets on the opposite side were eliminated, all the teleportation arrays disappeared, and three doors rose from the ground. The door is marked with ancient characters, "People from the fairy world enter", "The road of inheritance", and "Exit". The mark is obvious, Zhao Qing feels that the appearance of these three doors is probably determined according to the situation of the three people, how to choose, or wait for everyone to come over.

Everyone came to the door, and then looked at Zhao Qing with a very strange eye. "What's the matter, look at me like this, choose, just three doors. Just pick one and go, I guess the people who designed this place will definitely not have any good intentions, maybe everyone will die here, it's better to walk through the door together. Zhao Qing deliberately looked at Ling Sen and said.

"That's what I said...... Ling Sen looked at Zhao Qing, "But we don't know these ancient characters, if we do, why are we still looking at you." Otherwise, you can choose, we will take that path to choose, this kind of matter depends on luck, or Zhao Qing, you have decided. ”

Don't recognize? This is an ordinary fairy text. Zhao Qing suddenly thought that the words of the fairy world were indeed common words in ancient times here, and when he heard Ling Sen's words later, he swallowed the translation that was about to be made in his mouth, and Zhao Qing calmly chose a door and walked in. Don't talk about the situation of the door, after all, everyone's choice is biased, and now is the time to fight for chance, there will always be people who complain in their hearts when they say it, and feel that Zhao Qing has ruined his opportunity, or ignorance is the happiest.

Zhao Qing chose the "exit", and in the face of many crises, Zhao Qing felt that it was better for his weak and messy team to leave quickly. But if you walk through the door, does it have to be an exit? ……。