Guo Twelve shrank behind Juehu Miluo, secretly cursing himself for talking too much.
Ling Zhenren said: "No matter who said it, just tell me whether it is true or not."
Bao Chengyong said slightly coyly: "Move one more position, move again."
He was already in second place, but if he moved a little more, he was in front of Feng Xilong.
In other words, this guy wanted to be first.
A chance to try to get the ancient ink lotus.
Feng Xilong cursed: "You greedy old guy, you are already the second one, what else can you do?"
Bao Chengyong said sincerely: "If you succeed in the first one, my trip will be in vain.
I will vomit blood and be tired.
It is not easy."
Everyone was speechless, this guy was a bit of a rogue.
Master Ling was also very angry.
He said: "If you don't want to do it, then leave."
Yan Ruodai persuaded: "Bao Chengyong, you are a top professional, not an ordinary person.
You must keep your word.
Stop struggling and take action quickly."
Shi Yan Xilong snorted coldly.
Seeing that he was about to arouse public outrage, Bao Chengyong had no choice but to give in.
He originally just wanted to test it out, but at this point, he didn't really want to arouse everyone's resentment, so he hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, alas, I am a miserable person, I will come first, I will come first, there is no chance."
There are many, let’s do our best” In just a short time, the giant rock grew in size again.
Everyone knew there was no time to delay and quickly made preparations to take action.
Bao Chengyong stood on the altar, designated the black sword again, and another mouthful of blood spurted out and fell on the black sword.
The black sword flew out and turned into a giant sword with a length of 800 meters.
Zhou Xiaoling stuck out her tongue and said, "This is spitting out semen and blood.
How can I bear to spray so much?
It's so pitiful."
Guo Twelve whispered: "It's okay, you'll get used to it."
Poof The Eagle Demon turned his head.
Cough, cough, cough Juehu Miluo had a sullen face and kept coughing.
These words are really exciting.
Zhou Xiaoling pushed Guo Twelve and said, "You are a person who talks nonsense."
Bao Chengyong danced on the altar, and countless virtual symbols merged into the black sword.
The black sword expanded again and did not stop until it reached a thousand meters.
He yelled: "Everyone, get ready.
I'm going to take action.
I'm going to take action."
Everyone was ready to take action, except Guo Twelve and the others.
Juehu Miluo took action for the first time.
He said: "Sit behind me and don't move or talk nonsense."
Guo Twelve and others immediately shut up.
This was a life-and-death moment, and no mistakes could be made no matter what.
Bao Chengyong held his hands emptyly, as if holding an invisible sword, and suddenly shouted: "Cut!"
Zhou Xiaoling was so scared that she closed her eyes.
Guo Twelve could barely hold on and tried his best to watch with his eyes wide open.
This opportunity was rare.
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He wanted to see whether this sword could split this mountain-like boulder.
The sound made by the thousand-meter giant sword was astonishing, and the rumble that broke through the sky was like rolling thunder across the sky.
The mountain-like boulder suddenly rotated rapidly.
Ling Zhenren knew that it was not good.
At this speed, even if the giant sword struck it, it would be difficult for it to collapse.
He shouted loudly and clapped out with his palm.
As soon as a virtual palm flew out of the altar, it turned into a giant palm a hundred meters long and slapped the boulder fiercely.
There was a loud explosion, and his palm slapped on it, creating a huge palm print.
The rotation of the boulder stopped for a moment, and at the same time, the black giant sword slashed hard on the boulder.
Following a series of earth-shattering explosions, a deep crack appeared on the boulder.
Feng Xilong roared: "It's not enough.
Bao Chengyong strikes again with his sword."
Bao Chengyong's old face almost twisted into a ball.
He mustered up his courage and fired the Thousand Hands Mantra again, and raised his giant sword again.
He screamed strangely: "This is our last chance.
If we don't succeed, we will all die together.
Let me open it."
Guo Twelve was so scared that he was sweating.
This was too scary.
Ling Zhenren shouted: "Look at a place and try to widen the crack."
The huge rock began to move, making a rumbling sound, and the direction of movement was right above everyone's heads.
Luo Zhan raised his head with a big mouth, and the Eagle Demon looked gloomy.
Guo Twelve and Zhou Xiaoling held hands tightly and looked at the moving giant rock together.
That thing was very shocking.
The giant sword slashed out again.
Ling Zhenren took action next, followed by Yan Ruodai, followed closely by Feng Xilong.
The six top professionals took action one after another, and the giant rock finally couldn't withstand it and began to burst into large pieces.
Master Ling shouted: "Back off, back off!"
boom The entire boulder collapsed.
As soon as everyone retreated 100 meters, they heard Master Ling shouting: "Rush over" Once the boulder collapses, the lock of the talisman array will disappear.
The six altars spun around in a circle, started with a bang, and rushed forward like lightning.
Bao Chengyong was completely exhausted.
He sat down, took back the black giant sword, panted wildly, and kept muttering: "Damn, damn, I've lost a lot."
The six altars are connected in series.
They seem very clumsy, but under the command of Zhenren Ling, they are extremely flexible.
They avoid the falling boulders and fly by quickly.
When they encounter slightly smaller stones, they directly smash them with the sacrificial treasure.
He broke through in a matter of seconds.
Without the locking of the talisman array, the speed of the altar is much faster than flying.
Guo Twelve listened to the faint roar below and said: "Finally we are here, Uncle Eagle Demon.
If you encounter any natural talisman formations in the future, try to stay as far away as possible.
It's scary."
The Eagle Demon nodded: "Yes."
Zhou Xiaoling asked curiously: "Twelve, can you really avoid it?"
She didn't believe it at all.
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Guo Twelve said seriously: "My life is important."
Juehu Miluo was so angry that he almost threw him out of the altar and cursed: "How about you be a little more promising?"
Guo Twelve smiled and said: "Uncle, we are here."
He once again successfully diverted Juehu Miluo's attention.
Ling Zhenren said: "We finally rushed in.
In addition to being extremely powerful, this natural talisman formation is not too complicated.
As long as you have absolute power, you can come in.
Haha, we succeeded."
Bao Chengyong sighed: "I won't be able to recover in a few years.
Oh, it's so hurtful."
Guo Twelve said: "We can't see anything.
It's such a thick fog.
Have we really come in?"
Feng Xilong said: "I will lead the way.
Don't let go of the altar.
Let's go together."
He took the lead in driving the altar.
There are six altars, one starts and the others follow suit.
After a moment, everyone's eyes lit up, and a place similar to a patio appeared.
It was surrounded by thick fog, but there was a bright light in the middle.
This place is not big, about one thousand meters in diameter.
The ground is very clean, and is full of fine sand.
There is not a single footprint in sight, and there are no plants.
In the center, there is a large black disk, layered Layers upon layers, like a broken pine cone.
Guo Twelve made a visual inspection and said: "The diameter is about ten meters.
This is the ancient ink lotus.
It seems to have nothing to do with the lotus.
The color is white, wrong, it is silvery white."
Juehu Miluo said: "Go down, I want to put away the altar."
Guo Twelve and others flew down and stepped on the ground.
The sand suddenly started to flow, and a huge suction force dragged him down to the ground.
He was so frightened that he flew upwards with all his strength and shouted: "Don't touch the ground Eagle."
Uncle Demon, pull me up."
Zhou Xiaoling was beside him and grabbed his wrist.
Eagle Demon grabbed his collar and dragged hard.
The two of them had great strength and pulled him out in one go.
Guo Twelve said with lingering fear: "Damn, what kind of thing can actually trap people?"
Once he is trapped, his soul seems to be trapped in it, it is very scary, and he has a feeling of powerlessness.
If you were stuck in ordinary mud, you would never feel this way.
This seems to be a trap specifically targeted at professionals.
Master Ling said: "This is quicksand.
Don't step on it.
If the quicksand sinks into your chest, even we can't save you.
If you pull it out by force, your body will be torn."
This sentence scared Guo Twelve into a cold sweat.
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Feng Xilong and others flew to the ancient ink lotus and inspected them carefully one by one.
Guo Twelve and others were also very curious and followed them to Gu Molian.
Zhou Xiaoling said: "It smells so good.
It smells very comfortable.
Twelve, can you smell it?"
Guo Twelve nodded and said: "It seems that you don't smell it with your nose, but you feel it with your soul."
When I got closer, I realized that the ancient ink lotus was very beautiful, with a texture like white jade, a faint silver glow, and waves of waves spreading slowly, which could be felt by the soul.
Along with the fluctuation, there seems to be a strange fragrance that spreads in the soul, making people feel very comfortable.
The Ancient Molian didn't know what it was made of.
It didn't look like jade, metal, or a plant.
It hung weirdly one meter above the ground, rotating extremely slowly.
Guo Twelve counted carefully and found that there were seventeen floors in total.
There were about a hundred petals on each floor, layer upon layer.
Partially, it looked a bit like a lotus, but overall, it looked more like a lotus.
The plates are put together, giving people a very weird feeling, and the top is like a platform.
Zhou Xiaoling said: "It seems to be an altar."
Guo Twelve admitted that Zhou Xiaoling was right, and this thing was indeed like an altar.
Juehu Miluo said: "This itself is a natural altar, but it has not been refined and cannot become an altar.
Of course, once collected successfully, the ancient ink lotus can also become a powerful sacrificial treasure.
This thing is extremely useful, but it is very difficult to collect.
Without a certain amount of luck, it’s useless even if you see it.”
Guo Twelve pointed to the bottom of Gu Molian and asked: "What is that?"
Master Ling said: "That's magic liquid, it can cleanse the altar."
Guo Twelve said in surprise: "Is this the magic liquid?
It's like colorful clouds.
I thought the magic liquid was a liquid like water."
Whether it was Bao Chengyong, Feng Xilong, Shi Yan Xilong, Yan Ruodai, Ling Zhenren, or Juehu Miluo, all of them looked at Gu Molian with the same expressions as if they were old perverts seeing a man who conquered the country and conquered the city.
The peerless beauty, Guo Twelve could even hear their heavy breathing.
After a while, Feng Xilong said: "If I succeed in being the first one, hehe, Gu Molian will be mine."
He rubbed his hands together, looking determined to win.
Bao Chengyong said: "Wait a minute."
Feng Xilong's face became gloomy and he asked: "Why do you want to regret it?"
Bao Chengyong said confidently: "Whoever regrets it will regret what I said.
I never regret it."
Everyone curled their lips.
This guy just went back on his word once, but was suppressed by everyone.
Feng Xilong said: "I'm not regretting it, why do you want to stop me?"
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