Chapter 52: The Alliance of Life and Death
Langchuan, who was thinking about his heart, was no longer afraid of his head and tail, but swaggered and roared as he walked.
"Fellow Daoists trapped in the formation, are you still thinking about how to break the formation and are worried?
"Now, we are already grasshoppers on a boat, can we just let the Xiao people who control this formation eat us?"
“......”
In the midst of Langchuan's painstaking persuasions, the various places hidden in the Butterfly Valley began to move, and they all frowned and thought to themselves.
It's not that they haven't thought about uniting to break the formation, but in this imperceptible area, they don't have this idea to execute at all, and now they just have such an opportunity to survive, how can they let it be easily lost, the thoughts they have sunk in their hearts are flooding with monstrous waves.
"Count it as an old man!"
Just when Lang Chuan's voice was hoarse, his voice was hoarse, and his heart was lost, an abrupt voice came from not far away.
This person had white hair in green clothes, red phoenix eyes, and a pair of blazing eyes shooting towards Langchuan.
Lang Chuan felt the somewhat suspicious eyes, showed a sincere face, nodded at this person and said, "Junior, Lang Chuan, meet the seniors." ”
Looking polite, not like the demeanor of the treacherous man, the old man's expression was slightly relaxed, and with a wave of his left hand, he stroked his beard lightly, signaling not to be polite.
With a person whose cultivation is fairly good to join the gang, Lang Chuan's tired posture that he was about to stop before was swept away, and he continued to call.
The old man looked at Lang Chuan, who was working so hard, his heart moved, and he patted the storage bag with his left hand, and a golden bronze bell with two thick feet floated in front of him.
Lang Chuan, who was three points of vigilance against the old man, instinctively dodged aside, swept away, looked at this bell, secretly surprised, and couldn't help but evaluate the wonderful use of this golden bronze bell in his heart.
"Don't be afraid, this is my magic weapon, the echo bell. Looking at the wave of rivers that had dodged to the side, the old man was a little proud, and seemed to be very confident in this object.
"Hold your mind, don't let my echo bell hurt you. ”
The old man coughed lightly and proudly, pretended to play a trick, and quickly slapped it at the Echo Bell Void, and then glanced at Lang Chuan, indicating that he would try the power of his magic weapon.
Lang Chuan was no longer polite, and quietly pinched the magic trick to prevent the old man from secretly poisoning him, and on the other hand, he quickly shouted at the echo bell: "Fellow Daoists trapped in the formation, are you still thinking about how to break the formation and are worried? How about we unite to break the formation together?"
Now, we are already grasshoppers in a boat, can we just let the Xiao people who control this formation eat us?......"
With Langchuan's loud shouting, everyone in the radius was suddenly shocked, and then Langchuan's immature but very serious words came. There was a commotion among the disciples of the various sects hidden around, they were waiting, waiting for a leading figure to appear.
After waiting for a long time, a young man dressed in gray suddenly flew up from an inconspicuous position, this person was in his twenties, with a square face and thick eyebrows, and the end of his sleeves was embroidered with the auspicious cloud symbol unique to Yujiabao, and he was now standing on a giant sword more than half a person wide with his hands on his back.
This person's eyes flickered, and then he quietly took out a black pill from somewhere and threw it into his mouth, this fleeting everything, the disciples of the various clans and sects hiding around did not find it.
As the black pill melted, the cultivation of the gray-clothed young man suddenly became tyrannical and crazy, and he suddenly reached the cultivation of the ninth layer of condensing qi, and as the gray-clothed young man pinched the magic trick, he made a loud noise, and with the power of the cultivation of the ninth layer of condensing qi, he shouted loudly.
"Fellow Daoists, come out, our fate is now closely linked, presumably you have also seen the many corpses and bones around? If you don't guess wrong, it is very likely that none of the people who were trapped here before will survive.
In the face of such a strange formation, if we are still like now, you fight with me, surely the result will be like the bones under us.
Come out, fellow Daoists, let's unite together and crack this strange array together.
......”
"I, Niu Peng, am the first to join, I don't want to stay in this bird place for a long time!" A big man suddenly rushed out of the ground, dragging a giant knife larger than the gray-clothed youth in his left hand, and slowly approached the gray-clothed youth.
"You're willing to join. With Niu Peng joining, a hunchbacked old woman gritted her teeth, slapped her left palm in the void, and quietly appeared beside the gray-clothed young man.
“......”
As these masters whose cultivation was not too low enthusiastically joined, some disciples with low cultivation joined one after another, and in the blink of an eye, thirty or forty people had already gathered.
The young man in gray exhaled secretly, originally thinking that he would hide under so many people for several days, but he didn't expect that someone would actually stand up.
A few days ago, the gray-clothed young man accidentally strayed into the Butterfly Valley, and when he found that he could not perform many of his exercises, he realized that he had entered a large array, and he had not had time to breathe, and then rushed to two groups of people of the two races who had been hostile for thousands of years - Tangjiabao and Miaojiang.
Fortunately, both sides have been waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack each other, and the people on both sides are very vigilant and staring at the person opposite, but they have left out him who has been hiding underground.
Although his own cultivation is not too low, but not too high, he is not stupid enough to run to both sides and insert a kick.
I thought it would be over in a few days, but what made him extremely depressed was that there was no opponent on both sides for several days, but he found that the aura of this place was getting thinner and thinner, and he had to carefully preserve his strength to prevent the sworn enemy on the opposite side from sneaking up.
After a stalemate for about dozens of days, the good news of an alliance suddenly came. I thought that he was about to see the light of day again, but this time he was depressed again, and both sides were staring at each other and discussing and hesitating.
Finally, he couldn't bear it, and finally chose to let it go, and used Yujiabao's precious elixir to forcibly improve his cultivation, and be a bird, but fortunately, after three hours of hard work, he finally moved the leaders of both sides.
Although, now that both sides are gathered together, the people of the two races still maintain a high degree of vigilance, if the other party makes a move, then they will never choose to fight to the death softly, even if the intervention of the person in front of them will not be tolerated, it can be seen that the grievances between the people of the two races for thousands of years have been deep-rooted.
How could the young man in gray not know in his heart at this time, but a person's strength is always limited, and he still understands the truth that one punch is invincible to four hands, and his current cultivation cannot be maintained for too long, and now he can only turn a blind eye.
"Let's go!" the gray-clothed young man looked indifferent, and then walked ahead, flying towards the distance where the voice came.