Seeing Shao Banxian's appearance, Feng Jing let out a long sigh, knowing that it was impossible to ask anything.

"Old Feng, what now?" Yang Song looked at Feng Jing.

"What else can I do, I have to wait. Feng Jing shook his head.

"Alas!" Yang Song was helpless, but he was helpless.

They don't have anything on them that can resist the Soul Tree, and if they go in, they will seek death.

Now, they have nothing to do but wait.

"In the Lost Deep Forest, after staying for so long, I see, Wang Chuan is dead inside!"

"That's right, I walked in the woods for an hour at dawn, and I felt dizzy, my limbs were weak, and I almost couldn't get out, but fortunately, I didn't die inside, Wang Chuan, why should he?"

"Even if the golden soul is measured by the soul crystal, there is no way to live enough for six hours in the forest during the day!"

Not far away, a group of people stood scattered and chattered.

Beyond the woods was a ground made of unknown stones, and it was extremely white.

Many scattered cultivators and sect disciples were on the white ground, with different postures, and they couldn't stop talking.

Out of the forest, there was only this white ground, and there was nothing else around.

In front of them, a smooth road paved with white stone stretched into the distance.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

Even at the end of the line of sight, you can only see a flat horizon line, and you can't see anything else.

Some people wanted to leave, but they couldn't take two steps before they were stopped by a transparent wall.

This wall is invisible and intangible, but it does exist, blocking everyone's way.

Therefore, whether it was a loose cultivator or a sect disciple, they all gathered there, not knowing what to do.

The two sides of the conflict, both of which were originally conflicting, also lost the strength to oppose each other and sat on the ground at will.

Now they can't find the way ahead, they can't retreat, and it is just a waste of strength to fight again, and there is no need at all.

Because of this, no one is looking for trouble with the dart boarders.

The Misty Forest is not a complete dead end, and if you are lucky, and you have a good hand and feet, you may not be able to get here before dawn.

It's just that the people who survived from the Misty Forest and came here were not even one-tenth of what they were before entering.

You can see how dangerous this misty forest is.

This is true even at night, when there is little fog, let alone during the day, when the fog is thick?

If it's only for an hour or two, then it's okay to say, maybe there's still a chance.

But six hours have passed, and the soul of an individual is about to be drained.

"Boy, what are you talking about!" Chen Zixiao had a violent temper, and when he heard those words, he was about to do it.

"Why? want to do it, come, I'm bored too!" The people who spoke were not afraid, but became even more arrogant.

There is nothing to do here, and naturally there are people who want to pick quarrels and provoke trouble.

"Zixiao, don't be reckless!" Lao Feng stopped Chen Zixiao, and then said: "Don't pay attention to them, so as not to get into trouble!"

The three nodded, but did not move.

Seeing that Chen Zixiao didn't do anything, those people shouted even more happily.

However, Feng Jing's words were in front of him, although Chen Zixiao was annoyed, he was not impulsive, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

When those people saw that the other party ignored them, they felt bored and went to have other fun.

Feng Jing and the others were waiting for Wang Chuan at the exit, but in the crowd, Xue Biao, Luo Fang, and the elders of the Shadowless Sword Sect gathered together.

The Wu Li helmsman of the Heavenly Wolf Gang has not appeared until now, so he must have encountered an accident.

As for the three sects, they were even more miserable, except for the elders of the Shadowless Sword Sect, the other two elders were not here.

However, the number of disciples of the three sects who died in the forest was much less than that of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

"What should you do now that you are trapped here?" the Sword Sect elder spoke.

Xue Biao and Luo Fang glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

I can't imagine that I came here with such a lot of energy, and I didn't have anything, and I was still trapped here.

Not to mention the medicine field, not even a single grass can be seen.

The most depressed is Xue Biao.

He looked for Shao Banxian to investigate the matter, and got the result of entering after dark, and actually let the three sects come in together by mistake.

And he also encountered the consequences of the attack of the Soul Drawing Tree and the Wooden Man, although he used the lives of the scattered cultivators to offset and survived, but it was still a loss.

For no reason, he lost the lives of several brothers.

Fortunately, no one has found out that his reputation is still there, and it will not be ruined.

"The plan now is to see if there is a way for both sides to leave, if not, then we have to wait. Luo Fang shook her head, she didn't have any good way.

Luo Fang's figure made the Sword Sect Elder's eyes light up, and a hint of obscenity flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared.

"On both sides, I have already sent my Sword Sect disciples to investigate, and the left and right are hundreds of miles, and they are all the same barriers. ”

"Then use brute force to blast the barrier in front of you open!" Xue Biao gritted his teeth.

"It's useless, the defensive ability of that barrier, not to mention that we are suppressed now, even if it is not suppressed, it will definitely not be able to be broken. ”

The solutions were rejected one by one, and in the end they couldn't come up with a reason.

"Alas!" all three sighed, and said no more.

"Someone's coming out!" Suddenly, an exclamation rang out in the ears of the three of them.

It's been this time, and there are still people coming out of it?

The three of them frowned, they didn't know who it was, but they were able to escape at this point in time.

You know, if it was lit up for six hours today, this person actually survived in it for so long, either he has a good baby, or his strength is absolutely strong.

But now that they are in the Valley of Flowers, the strongest is only the Baoyuan Realm, and no matter how strong it is, it is the Daotai Realm.

When the powerhouses of the Daotai realm enter, it is difficult to move an inch, and there are more crises, so it is impossible to enter.

In this way, it means that the other party has a treasure.

The trio's eyes flashed as they turned their heads to look at the exit.

It was Chen Zixiao who spoke just now.

When he saw someone coming out of the forest, he cried out.

Unexpectedly, it attracted the attention of other people.

Feng Jing and the others stared at the figure walking slowly uneasily, expecting that it was Wang Chuan in their hearts.

Shao Banxian was still squatting on the ground, fiddling with the withered grass.

The others also stared at the exit, wondering who could hold out for so long.

The man staggered out, revealing a middle-aged man with a withered face, instead of a young man.

This person is not Wang Chuan, but the eldest man of Bixia Sect.

It's just that today's ram is even more miserable than what Wang Chuan saw at the beginning.

There were more injuries on his body, flesh and blood were flying, his body was covered with blood, his face was pale, and even his breath was absent.

The whole person, as if he had just crawled out of the grave, was extremely terrifying.

"It's the elder, hurry up and greet you!" a Bixia Sect disciple exclaimed.

Then, the disciples of the Bixia Sect in the crowd all rushed over.

When Feng Jing and the others saw the ram overturned, bad thoughts suddenly rose in their hearts.

The other party appeared, and Wang Chuan has not come out yet, which explains the problem.

Yang Song's eyes swelled with anger, and he stepped forward to slaughter the ram.

The other party's current breath, any child can solve him, but now if he doesn't start, when the other party recovers, they are the unlucky ones.

As soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Feng Jing.

"Old Feng?" Yang Song was puzzled.

"There are too many disciples in Bixia Sect, and there are too few of us. Feng Jing said in a cold voice, then turned his head to look at the elders of the Sword Sect, "He will die, and we don't need to make a move." ”

When Yang Song saw more than thirty Bixia Sect disciples, he knew that he was reckless, and then he was puzzled by the next half of the sentence.

Could it be that the ram is hopeless?

The ram walked out of the forest and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, a disciple came quickly and lifted the other party.

"Elder, you've figured it out!"

"Ahem!" the ram coughed twice, blood mixed with thick phlegm and spat out.

"Damn Wang Chuan, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't be so embarrassed, and I wasted a top-level god Hui Dan!" the ram said in a weak voice, but he was still scolding.

As an elder of the sect, he naturally had many treasures, but this time he spent most of his savings to come out.

But surviving, it's all worth it.

"What! It turned out to be Wang Chuan, who made you like this?" the disciples were surprised.

Wang Chuan actually has such a ability to make the ram look like this, doesn't it mean that the other party's strength is superb?

"He has murdered him!" the ram was supported and sat on the ground, "Wang Chuan's others, I will crush his bones and scatter ashes!"

The disciples of the Bixia Sect looked at each other, and someone spoke: "He hasn't come out yet, he must have died inside, only the scum has come out." ”

As he spoke, he pointed at Feng Jing and the others.

"Hmph! Count that kid lucky, he died early, otherwise he would have to taste the pain!" Turning his head to look at Feng Jing and the others, he said coldly: "Since this is the case, then let those boys bear it instead of Wang Chuan!"

He had no doubt that Wang Chuan was still alive.

You must know that the pills and treasures he spent in the six hours he were in are not at all imaginable by ordinary people.

Even so, he only escaped by luck.

He, Wang Chuan, was only at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm, so how could he escape from the forest like him?

If Wang Chuan can come out alive, it will be unreasonable.

Leaving Wang Chuan's affairs behind, he was ready to recover from his injuries and arrest Feng Jing and the others.

He had even figured out how to torture them.

"Isn't this Brother Ram, how did you end up in such a field?" At this time, someone's smiling voice came.

But it was the elder of the Sword Sect who walked over with Xue Biao.

The three of them stood up, blocking all the three directions in which the ram could escape.

If the other party wants to leave, he will either break through or turn back to the forest.

Either way, it's a dead end.

Knowing that the comer was not good, the ram's face was like the bottom of a pot, "Li Ji, what do you want to do!"

Li Ji smiled and pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, "I'm just here to see how my old friend's injuries are." ”

"Don't worry, I'm fine, don't worry, please go back!"

"What are these words, with our friendship, of course I have to care about you!" As he spoke, Li Ji and Xue Biao approached the ram together.