readx;?“ The two Daoists really have brains, they have earned so many spirit stones so easily, and they have not been tracked down by any 14 people, so I really admire them!"

On a small island thousands of miles away from Qixing Island, Ma Yilong, Cheng Qing and Xie Ying sat together. www.biquge.info Looking at the row of spirit stone bags hanging from the waists of the two, Ma Yilong shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said these meaningful words.

At this moment, nearly half a month has passed since the three of them left the underground trade fair.

After leaving the underground trading place on Hongyan Island, Cheng Qing and Xie Ying took Ma Yilong to other underground trading places. Not only that, but after leaving Red Rock Island, the other six islands also declined. The two of them used almost the same method to go to all the underground trading places they knew of on the Seven Rings Island, and after this circle, their waists were almost full of spirit stone bags.

After that, the two took Ma Yilong to the island in front of them. Ma Yilong has also seen the three sea area maps on the two of them, and he naturally knows that the front is the marked range on the sea area map. However, listening to the previous conversation between the two, it seemed that they wanted to wait on this small island all the time, and they did not mean to step into the sea area, which made Ma Yilong a little puzzled.

In the face of Ma Yilong's profound words, Cheng Qing explained with a smile: "Don't misunderstand Ma Daoyou, I didn't tell Daoyou the truth before, and I really feel guilty in Xia! However, I haven't deceived them, the three maps we gave are indeed true, and when they are in one place, it is indeed the sea area where the ruins of the Immortal Palace will appear! This Daoyou can quickly confirm!"

"Really?" Ma Yilong looked at Cheng Qing with an incredulous look.

"Yes, those three sea maps are all true!" Cheng Qing replied without hesitation.

"It's hard to believe what Daoyou said, aren't you worried that so many people will pour into the Immortal Palace together, and you will have a lot of competitors all of a sudden?" Ma Yilong stared at Cheng Qing and asked, wanting to judge from the other party's expression whether his words were true or false.

No, Cheng Qing is very sophisticated, and when he answered him next, the expression on his face barely changed.

"I'm definitely not worried about this, the more people who go, the better! On the contrary, I'm worried that there are too few people who go!" Cheng Qing said as usual.

Ma Yilong is so smart, although he didn't see anything from his expression, but after hearing Cheng Qing's words, he suddenly understood. Ma Yilong sneered, frowned and said to Cheng Qing: "It seems that many people have to sacrifice! Daoyou has always concealed something, does this mean that within the plan of Daoyou, among the people who want to sacrifice, including me?"

Hearing Ma Yilong's words, Cheng Qing's eyes flickered, but there was still no change on his face, and it could be seen that his city was very deep. Cheng Qing shook his head lightly, and explained with a wry smile: "How is this possible! The two of us still have to count on Ma Yilong to help us at a critical moment, how can we have such an idea! I will pay the spirit stones to Daoyou now, and Daoyou will count them first, and see if there are not enough two million middle-grade spirit stones!"

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Qing reached out and took off a bulging spirit stone bag on his waist and threw it to Ma Yilong.

At this time, directly paying Ma Yilong the spirit stone promised him can definitely dispel Ma Yilong's concerns to a certain extent, and Cheng Qing's actions are naturally this purpose. However, what he didn't know was that Ma Yilong had always been cautious and had long been wary of him, and from his flashing eyes, Ma Yilong had already seen the problem.

In Ma Yilong's heart, he was already angry and very alert at the moment, but Ma Yilong's face also did not show it.

Ma Yilong took the spirit stone bag, opened it and glanced at it, the number was only a lot more, nodded with a smile, and hung it directly on his waist. Out of his original intention, Ma Yilong planned to accept the other party's spirit stone afterwards, but at this moment, Ma Yilong knew that the other party was not kind to him, so naturally he would not be polite to them again.

After a brief conversation on an inconsequential topic, the three of them found a suitable spot on the island and meditated cross-legged. The positions of the three of them converge on each other, forming three pairs of corners, and each cultivating separately. There is no doubt that the three of them are just waiting for Asgard to appear.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, during which there were immortal cultivators coming to the nearby sea one after another, and some people passing above the island where the three people were, but the three of them never opened their eyes, and those who passed by also left one after another after hesitating.

At dusk on the seventh day, a fog suddenly rose on the sea more than 200 miles ahead. The mist quickly spread outward, and in the blink of an eye, it was more than ten miles in circumference. In the mist, the outline of a palace loomed.

At this moment, the immortal cultivators who had already gathered in the nearby sea area swarmed in and rushed into the mist.

Ma Yilong opened his eyes suddenly, staring at the vague outline of the fairy palace in front of him, but Cheng Qing and Xie Ying, who were not far away, still sat with their eyes closed, without the slightest reaction.

With Ma Yilong's powerful divine thoughts, he could naturally clearly see the situation of the two of them, but Ma Yilong couldn't see the outline of the fairy palace clearly. It's just that Ma Yilong vaguely felt the aura fluctuations of the Immortal Palace's outline, which was more like a very mysterious array.

Ma Yilong glanced at Cheng Qing and Xie Ying, snorted lightly, opened the mist in front of him, and opened the demon eyes in the middle of his eyebrows.

A purple light shot into the mist, and under the gaze of the demon eye, Ma Yilong could see it clearly, which also confirmed his previous guess that there was indeed a formation in the mist, and the so-called fairy palace outline was just a phantom illusion created by the fog in the formation. However, that formation was indeed extremely powerful, and under his gaze, Ma Yilong couldn't help but feel a chill around him.

Ma Yilong clearly saw that the immortal cultivators who rushed into the formation instantly turned into a pile of white bones, their cultivation was completely destroyed, and their qi and blood were absorbed by the large array. However, despite this, there were still countless immortal cultivators who frantically poured in, like moths to a fire, and died in the great array one after another, because under the shroud of mist, they couldn't see the death of the person in front of them at all.

Seeing this scene, Ma Yilong shook his head again and again, and sighed secretly in his heart. At this moment, he finally understood the real reason why the cultivation of immortal cultivators on the Seven Rings Island was low overall. In just a moment, many people died in the formation, and I don't know how many people will die later, this immortal palace will appear once every hundred years, and many immortal cultivators are afraid that they will die when they explore the immortal palace.

However, under his gaze, Ma Yilong also discovered a key problem, that is, every time a part of the immortal cultivators died, the spiritual power fluctuation of that formation would weaken a few points. This also reminded Ma Yilong of a last pen he saw when he was in the demon belly.

The immortal cultivator who left his last pen was proficient in the formation, and in the formation he left behind, he introduced a blood-absorbing formation, which can only be cracked by absorbing enough spiritual power and essence ~ blood. The more Ma Yilong looked at it, the more he felt that the formation in front of him was very similar to what the immortal cultivator had described.

But what surprised Ma Yilong was that according to the immortal cultivator who left his posthumous pen, this blood-collecting formation should be the formation left by the ancient demon cultivator. Not to mention how difficult it is to set up this formation, outside the ruins of the Immortal Palace, how can there be a formation left by the ancient demon cultivators?

Ma Yilong was puzzled, but he didn't have time to think about it. Because just when Ma Yilong frowned and thought, there was a "boom", and the formation suddenly disappeared after absorbing enough spiritual power and essence ~ blood.

At the same time as the formation disappeared, a huge palace suddenly appeared in the sky overhead, this palace has a circle of miles, from the outside it looks like there are a total of seven floors, the hall is lifelike, almost the same as the previous fairy palace phantom, but at a glance, you know that this is a real palace, not a phantom.

At this moment, Ma Yilong did not hesitate to retract his demon eyes and stood up. And Cheng Qing and Xie Ying also stood up almost at the same time. The three of them spread their minds at the same time, staring at the palace above their heads. This palace is very close to the legendary fairy palace, but the color is a little strange, all light blue.

"It's just a matter of setting up the formation left by the ancient demon cultivators outside the Immortal Palace, how can it be that even the colors are so close, could it be that this is ......" A bold conjecture suddenly rose in Ma Yilong's heart.

However, Ma Yilong still didn't have time to think about it, because under the gaze of the three of them, a cloud ladder suddenly drooped down from the steps of the main entrance of the palace. This ladder goes straight to the sea from mid-air, and the mist is shrouded, but it has a bit of an ethereal taste.

The most important thing is that at the moment when the formation disappeared just now, there were still hundreds of immortal cultivators in the surrounding sea who had not rushed into the big formation for various reasons and had survived. At this moment, almost all of them flew in the direction of the palace.

Ma Yilong and the three of them naturally didn't dare to delay, and the three of them greeted each other, and they also flew up at the same time. (To be continued.) )