A layer of enchantment, separating the two worlds.

The bullet hit the barrier, but it couldn't penetrate it, and instead smashed into a twisted discus on the barrier and fell to the ground.

Bao Jiarong roared.

Outside the barrier, the young man of the Monkey Clan, who had dragon horns on his head, grinned and grabbed a broken human head that exposed his white bones, and pressed it on the barrier, and the turbid blood mixed with the yellow sand slowly flowed down.

There was a circle of demons around, smiling arrogantly.

Zhang Ping watched silently, and everyone was silent like never before.

Dead! It's teammates and comrades who die!

Right in front of yourself.

No matter how nervous and frightened everyone was, they were always a little impetuous. Even if Zhang Ping killed the past with a single sword, he essentially had a desire for expression.

But now, the atmosphere has completely changed.

Chu Yiyi and Gao Huiping hugged each other, their eyes closed, and they didn't know whether they were scared or angry.

Liu Jie, Liu Shaobing, and Liu Hao gathered together and didn't speak.

Liu Hao's eyes were faintly filled with fear, he usually majored in long-range attacks and spells, and in this case, his combat power was the weakest.

Once the bullets run out, I'm afraid that the next head to be pressed on the barrier will be him!

If you can still stay calm on the scene, maybe Zhang Ping is left; It's just that the calmer and angrier.

The contrast between the insolence on the outside and the silence on the inside is stark.

Bao Jiarong turned to the side of the statue, took off his pants with the help of the soldiers, revealing red and swollen calves, and the soldiers were responsible for correcting the bones, and two more needles were injected, and Bao Jiarong breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Ping looked at the madness outside, but couldn't help but think: What's next? Everyone is stuck here waiting to die?

Looking around, Zhang Ping focused his gaze on the bronze sculpture in the center.

The long sword was inserted into the ground, and a ray of light spread from the direction of the long sword to the surroundings, and finally formed a formation with a diameter of about three meters, and the formation pattern finally formed an enchantment.

The enchantment is also very small, three meters in diameter. Now 11 people are crammed into it, and the space is tight.

If you squeeze it, you can lie down, but you can barely lie down.

An unexpected dilemma has arisen - the demon clan can't get in, and everyone can't get out!

Gradually, everyone calmed down. Of course, you can't forget your grief, but you have to find a way to get out.

Everyone began to discuss, but after a while, they gradually fell silent. What can be done in this situation?

Waiting for someone to come to the rescue? Don't think about it. There are so many demon clans outside, even if others can come to the rescue, I'm afraid it will be a food delivery.

Judging from the sporadic news, the overall situation is not very optimistic - there are too many demon clans. It's not just the demon clan here, it's also somewhere else. It's not just Zhang Ping's side who is caught in a bitter battle.

The situation, very bad.

"Then, you can only save yourself!" Zhang Ping said slowly, but there was a certain light flashing in his eyes.

"Self-help? How can I help myself? Liu Shaobing's face was depressed and his face was ashen.

Zhang Ping slowly spit out three words: "Hit out!" ”

No one responded.

Zhang Ping didn't care if everyone responded or not, and came directly to Chu Yiyi's side to ask about the process of discovering this enchantment.

As a result, Chu Yiyi was also confused, but she still said it again.

"First unconscious, and because of the broken tablet and the meaning of the information on the tablet, the enchantment was activated?" Zhang Ping was thoughtful.

Chu Yiyi taught word by word, Zhang Ping parroted and memorized, and also said it again, but there was no response.

Then everyone circled around the statue, making promises, currying favor, and even soldiers kneeling down and saying that they wanted to believe, but there was no response at all.

Everyone doesn't give up, but they have tried all the methods they can try, but it still has no effect.

Zhang Ping stood next to him and thought about it, if he wanted to fight out, it was obviously not enough for Chu Yiyi to enter and exit freely. At least two are needed to form a fit. Otherwise, the tragic scene of the past will be staged again.

After thinking about it, Zhang Ping condensed and 'looked' at the 'bronze ball', and under the bronze ball, there were eight drops of merit. For so many days, Zhang Ping has been reluctant to use it.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Ping came to the statue, found a stone to put on his feet, and faced the statue face to face.

Zhang Ping said slowly: "You can inspire the enchantment, which means that you are not a simple sculpture." I also looked at the scars on the armor, which didn't look like they were carved in the later period, but more like the traces left by the original war.

Perhaps, you are not a sculpture. You are a sealed person. ”

The statue has not changed in the slightest.

Zhang Ping continued: "Let's make a deal. I have something here, not much, but precious. I'm going to exchange this for a condition that all of us can enter and leave this barrier freely. ”

The statue still didn't react, but the companions looked at Zhang Ping with some curiosity and some worry.

In everyone's eyes, Zhang Ping stretched out his right index finger, tapped his eyebrows, and then slowly pointed to the eyebrows of the sculpture.

Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome; But Zhang Ping still tried his best to play his role well.

When Zhang Ping's index finger landed on the center of the statue's eyebrows, a drop of merit fell through Zhang Ping's index finger to the center of the statue's eyebrows. Almost instantly, the merit was lost to the statue.

"Boom ......"

Zhang Ping only felt that his eyes were dark, and then he came to a hazy space, and a faint phantom appeared in front of Zhang Ping.

A magnificent idea directly transmitted to the depths of Zhang Ping's consciousness, and Zhang Ping immediately understood what the other party meant:

"Mortal, you woke me up?"

Mortal? Are you noble? Zhang Ping was unconvinced.

A drop of human-level merit, which should also be the lowest level of merit, can make you appear, and you say how hungry and thirsty you are.

How effective is a drop of merit? It can only give the mortal in your mouth two hours of extreme thinking. Although the mind is strong in these two hours, it is only two hours.

Such a pitiful merit can make you show up, and you are also an ordinary man!

But after all, he also saved everyone, and it was more related to the safety of the future, Zhang Ping didn't dare to wave. I sincerely said, "Thank you seniors for saving me and my friends." The cyan droplet just now is a little bit of caution on the part of the juniors, not a tribute. ”

The faint phantom whispered: "You just said that you want to make a deal, what to do?" ”

"I still have a cyan droplet here, in exchange for everyone's right to enter and leave the barrier freely."

The Phantom spoke again: "Only one person can come and go freely, and my barrier can last for 100 days." Two people can only go in and out for 50 days, or even less. If there are three people, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for even 20 days.

Are you sure? ”

Zhang Ping was silent for a while before saying, "Then add me one." ”

Fifty days, time should be completely sufficient. 20 days is not enough insurance.

"Alright, you've got permissions."

Zhang Ping apologized and thanked him, and then gave another drop of merit.

The phantom looked at the merit in front of him, and his tone was a little excited, "Do you know what this is? ”

"Please let me know."

The senior thought for a while and said, "You still don't know." ”

Well, you're right.

But I already know, what should I do?

Zhang Ping slowly opened his eyes, looked at the statue in front of him that was still unchanged, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned: Heh, I not only know that this thing is called merit, but I also know a lot of uses and effects, otherwise how dare I make a deal with you.

But the friends came around and chirped: Zhang Ping, you 'slept' for almost eight minutes, did you gain anything?