Immortals, don't watch dramas

Ningxia did find that the aura mist around her body had dispersed a lot, but the aura in the inner circle was always mixed, and the scene inside and outside was also quite chaotic, so she didn't realize that her surrounding environment had changed for a while.

I don’t know when the roaring spiritual waves have calmed down. Noisy voices are coming from all directions. You can vaguely hear people talking about "sword", "who", "I don't know", etc. It doesn't feel good.

Ning Xia grabbed the tail of the Chonghuan Sword and held it in front of him. The true spirit fire was very cunning. Knowing that his master wanted to seize the opportunity, he got into the rotation and hid it. I guess I don't know when I will find it has slipped back into my body and is very free.

Ningxia has always had a free-spirited attitude towards the True Spirit Flame, turning a blind eye as long as it doesn't get too messy.

But now it leads to a problem. Ningxia, which is holding the Zhonghuan Sword in one hand and has lost its target, now stands out, very abruptly.

Wait, why did the surrounding atmosphere suddenly become so mixed? !

Ning Xia fixed her eyes and her face almost became tense. No, she hadn't figured out how to calmly pretend that these movements had nothing to do with her. She really wasn't a high-profile person, so she didn't need to come up to attract so much attention.

However, people are bound to be stronger, and the result she least wanted to see happened -

"Look, people are coming down. Quickly identify which family they are from."

"I don't know her. She looks quite young and very faceless. Have there been any outstanding female formation masters in recent years?"

"Speaking of this, it is also bizarre. In the past hundred years, the formation world has declined. Even finding a decent one has to be counted on one's fingers. Are there really men and women? I look at many formation masters looking forward to people so much that they don't even care whether they are human cultivators or not. , Wanbaolan Sect could not have accepted a demon clan more than ten years ago."

"What's the matter? There are people from the enemy company who are willing to fish for it."

"I'm off topic! I just wanted to ask if anyone recognizes this formation person——"

"Is it over? Why do I feel like the fire has subsided this time?"

"This powerful formation lasts almost as long as a stick of incense. What else do you want? Do you think this location restriction is just a decoration?"

"No, aren't there several lights on above?"

"I didn't see that it started later. Those who had already put out the fire and closed the formation long ago. This one is probably the one that has lasted the longest among all the formations."

As expected, he was still being watched. This was what Ningxia was most afraid of.

During her long cultivation career, she had tried her best to keep a low profile, but the results were often unsatisfactory and she was always caught by surprise by worldly events.

Okay, it's not a big problem, everything is easy to talk about. Ningxia's heart was as expressionless as chanting a mantra, and she landed smoothly while remaining calm.

but--

I'm in trouble, and I'm surrounded. Ning Xia looked at Hula La, a group of people who appeared out of nowhere, but judging by their clothes and aura, they knew they were not good-natured and should not be easily dismissed, walking towards her direction. The site is divided into blocks based on formations, and the movements of different groups of people are also restricted by regional modules. Generally speaking, participants in each module cannot leave the activity circle at will until the final informant is determined. The crowd watching the game can only move in more restricted and specific areas, and now they are looking for suitable directions to watch her side.

I really don’t know how those guys with a high-profile style have adapted to this situation, which is like watching a monkey. Ningxia complained in her heart, but her face remained calm. She had a look that had been trained in the world, and she could see it at a glance. A person who lives up to the world.

This coincides with everyone's guess that the other party should come from a large family. After all, it is rare to inherit the cultivation world formation. How could he have such magnanimity if he hadn't been carefully cultivated by a large family for many years? It actually frightened some unscrupulous people who had twisted thoughts.

Of course, for everyone with the same distinguished background, this is not the important point. They care more about Ningxia itself. At this moment, they are extremely eager to know what the name of this person's formation just now is, and what kind of power prompted a small The golden elixir collapsed and opened this large formation that the power of the combined digital gods may not be able to destroy. Is the special one among them the formation or the person?

If Ningxia knew these people's doubts, she would probably tell them, but she didn't know - she didn't know that this formation would be so fragile. And if she had known that such a commotion would occur, she would have chosen to ignore it just to keep her ears clean.

"This little friend is very skilled. The scene just now is so surprising." The leading old man had white eyebrows and piercing eyes. He was wearing a solemn black shirt and showed his magnanimity.

It was clearly a word of exclamation, but the moment he walked towards it, it gave people an invisible sense of pressure and shock. Ningxia suddenly felt like he was trapped.

Ning Xia didn't know what to call the other person, so she saluted the person who came. On the surface, she was calm, but in fact, she was a little frightened in her heart.

Because she calmed down and realized that the lowest level of cultivation of these people was the spirit transformation. There were several people, such as the leader, who she could not tell the depth of their cultivation level at all.

Being surrounded by such a group of people is really - creepy. If something happened, I might not be able to run away in time.

Ningxia's mind was spinning, wondering if she had done anything just now that might trigger a group attack. I think should not be? !

Fortunately, this group of people seemed to be more curious about her. They looked her up and down and couldn't wait to inquire about her whereabouts.

Ningxia:.

Just when she was hesitating what to say, someone answered for her.

"Isn't this a kid from Cuiwei's family?" A strong voice came out. He was obviously someone with a connection, otherwise it would be impossible to accurately tell the relationship between Ningxia and Li Chuan.

I saw a young man slowly walking out of the crowd. He had a decent appearance and a gentle temperament, but he still seemed a bit ordinary in the world of cultivation.

And this person's taste seems to be a little different from ordinary people. He is wearing a bright green robe with a silver-red lining, white satin boots, and a bunch of unknown gadgets hanging around his waist. The small gourd fell on her waist, and there was a slightly inconsistent sense of harmony all over her body.

Although the other person seemed to recognize her, she didn't recognize him and didn't know how to address him, so she had to silently give the universal junior salute.

The unknown young monk raised his eyebrows and said: "Come, come to me. I'm sorry, my child didn't do anything. If you come around like this, she might mistakenly think that we are who we are." "

"Spread out, please spread out. If you want to poach someone, don't make any plans. These are disciples of my Xuantian Sword Sect."

Following the young monk's words, someone in the crowd booed. However, Ningxia clearly felt that the complex gazes falling on her instantly decreased a lot.