The immortal cultivator squinted his eyes and looked Zhao Yan up and down, and said in a low voice: "According to the records of the Spirit Sect, this small pond was originally a place used by an alchemy elder to clean spiritual objects, and some disciples once saw the other party apply a formation, so some people speculated that there must be a Ding Furnace in it. ”

Zhao Yan looked at the area in surprise, and frowned secretly: "But why didn't you go down and take a look?"

The Jindan Immortal Cultivator continued: "Later, everyone actually knows that there are treasures here, but there are formations inside and outside the pond that no one can break, so they are helpless, so they can only watch here. ”

Zhao Yan smiled and thanked him, secretly exerted his senses, and released the area in front of him.

As soon as he entered the pond, a wave rippled on the surface of the pond, silently absorbing his perception.

Zhao Yan's face changed, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

He is particularly proficient in the formation of a diagram, and it is even more convenient to detect whether the formation exists, and this is the first time he has encountered a situation that disappears without a sound, and it can be concluded that the problem here is extremely great.

At this moment, among the hundreds of immortal cultivators onlookers, dozens of immortal cultivators stood up, and the first one said in a loud voice: "I think that if this formation only relies on its own strength, no one will be able to enter." Why don't we unite for the time being, work together to break through the formation here, and then we will seize the treasure by our own means after entering, what do you think?"

As soon as this person's words were finished, nearly a hundred immortal cultivators responded, they had been wandering here for a long time, and they just wanted to go in and investigate, how could they miss this kind of opportunity.

But most immortal cultivators were in a wait-and-see state, and it didn't seem like they wanted to get involved rashly.

Zhao Yan shook his head secretly, it would be nice if the formation in this area was as simple as they thought, as long as they worked together, they could open it, but now they were blocking hundreds of immortal cultivators outside the formation, it was obviously not so easy to open.

However, he didn't plan to stand up and stop it, after all, there had to be an advance team for everything, so it wouldn't be bad to let these immortal cultivators explore the way.

After a while, nearly a hundred immortal cultivators had gathered, and they surrounded the place, striving to ensure that they could break in as soon as possible after the ban was opened.

At the sound of an order, more than 100 immortal cultivators took out their weapons one after another, and in an instant, the light in the air flickered, and the qi of heaven and earth danced and smashed towards that area.

However, it backfired, and the Hundred Dao Heaven and Earth Qi they had shot out suddenly stopped as soon as they entered within 100 meters of that area.

More than 100 heaven and earth qi suddenly burst out in that area, and they burst into the static weapons in the air.

The sound of the shattering of the qi of heaven and earth sounded frequently, and in the blink of an eye, all the qi of more than a hundred heavens and earth turned into dim crumbs and disappeared.

More than 100 immortal cultivators suddenly turned ugly and retreated to the side.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yan slowly retreated, he knew very well in his heart that this small pond was definitely not a place that this group of immortal cultivators could break into now.

Therefore, he didn't plan to waste time here, looking at the expressions of the hundreds of onlookers who were immortal cultivators, it seemed that they still hadn't given up and were eager to try.

The most important thing is that he hasn't figured out what the situation is now, he has to figure out why the Spirit Sect immortal cultivators are staying here, what treasure is waiting for the birth of the treasure, if necessary, he will stay, if he doesn't need it, it is better to leave as soon as possible, so as not to get involved in those bad things.

After a while, Zhao Yan came to another place, where there were more immortal cultivators, obviously all watching something.

Zhao Yan's footsteps gradually slowed down, and when he walked into the crowd, he saw a small pavilion with an ancient style, and there was a Dan furnace standing in it, which looked very much like a treasure.

But I don't know why, none of these immortal cultivators dared to step forward to snatch the Dan Furnace.

Speculation may be the reason for the formation again.

So, Zhao Yan stepped forward and found someone to ask the reason.

"This pavilion is not as simple as we see, you take a closer look at the entire pavilion is shrouded in a layer of looming translucent red light, do you see?"

Zhao Yan looked around, there was indeed a layer of red light in the area of hundreds of meters of the pavilion that could not be seen clearly, and when he looked at it for a while, he could feel a solemn and bloody aura rushing towards his face, which made people's hearts stir.

Zhao Yan secretly swallowed and spitted at the mouth, and walked forward tentatively.

The person next to him hurriedly pulled Zhao Yan: "Look, your concentration is not good, it was affected as soon as you came, now you know why we are all staying in this place, this formation is very mysterious." ”

Zhao Yan shuddered when he heard the words of the person next to him, and did not dare to test forward again, a grateful look appeared on his face, and said: "Thank you Daoyou for reminding me, otherwise my little life will be gone." ”

"It's nothing, they are all immortal cultivators who have come out to practice, and it is also a very appropriate thing to help each other, but not every time someone makes such a timely move, you have to be attentive yourself. ”

Zhao Yan also felt that he was too careless, and said ashamedly: "I am not good at learning, which makes my brother laugh." ”

As he spoke, there was vigilance in his heart, he had been too dominant in the matter of the formation along the way, although he had suffered damage from the formation, he was always able to resist the power of the formation, so that he didn't consciously think it was nothing while forming the formation.

Today is considered to have increased knowledge, some formations are invisibly unfolding, no matter how proficient you are, it can kill people, or it is said that the people who study the formation are stronger than the strongest, and the formations I have seen before are just mainstream formations, and there are countless research programs that have not been seen.

After sobering up, Zhao Yan honestly stood aside and watched, wanting to roughly understand the structure of this formation.

In fact, all the immortal cultivators around him also had the same idea, thinking about how to crack the formation and get the things inside.

At this moment, not far away, there was an engraved immortal cultivator, taking out several weapons from the storage bag.

This immortal cultivator hesitated for a long time, a touch of decisiveness flashed in his eyes, he pinched the magic trick in his hand, scolded lightly, and the weapon in his hand rushed out quickly.

This scene attracted the hearts of the surrounding immortal cultivators, and they all brushed up on the situation after that.

I saw that the weapon flew towards the Dan furnace in the pavilion, everything was normal, just when it flew over the edge of the pavilion, the weapon that was in flight suddenly shattered and turned into ashes.

The immortal cultivator's eyes showed a look of horror, his pupils contracted, and he hurriedly flew back.

A red light flew out of the pavilion, flashed, and in an instant, it caught up with the attacker in a blink of an eye, and the immortal cultivator didn't have time to react, and the red light pierced through his eyebrows, and the corpse fell to the ground weakly.

"Hiss!", Zhao Yan gasped and felt a palpitation.