Unsurpassed Spirits

Chapter 318
Pan Yun's face was ashen.

Originally, they had already lost a teammate in the previous small world, and now another one has died. Even if they can escape from this world in the future, the strength of the entire team will be greatly reduced, which would be too difficult for them. Not good.

However, the mood of others is not necessarily good at this time. Before leaving the world, they are all in the same boat, and the death of any one may affect themselves.

After this incident, everyone became more vigilant.

More than a dozen people started groping along the mountain wall, looking for clues to leave. Yu Liancheng held an array plate in one hand and a pen in the other, making calculations while writing and drawing, leaving many scattered pen and ink in the air.

After reaching the deepest part of the mountain, Ah Li seemed a little anxious, twirling around in the spirit beast bag until Xiao Wu's eyes almost blurred, and he couldn't help but ask it: "Ali, what are you doing?"

Ah Li stretched out her paw and scratched the ground, "I don't like the smell here, I really don't like it."

"Little Five doesn't like this place either. It's gloomy and lifeless..." It patted Ah Li's head gently, "Don't be afraid. If there is any danger, Brother Five will definitely stand in front of you."

"It's not because of this..." Ah Li curled his tail and couldn't say anything. "The aura of this place is very dark. It's the first time I've seen it in such a long time. It's somewhat similar to the corpse insect skeletons outside, but not too strange. , but in this aura, there is also a hint of other spiritual fluctuations mixed in, but it is so subtle that it can almost be ignored. At least before entering this place, I didn't notice it at all."

Xiao Wu was a little dizzy by its words and couldn't quite understand it. Luo Qingli listened to the conversation of the two spirit beasts and couldn't help but think a little more.

Ahri has a keen sense of spiritual objects and various breaths, which has great reference value.

Looking around, the huge mountain was empty, but Ah Li said that there were weak fluctuations of spiritual things here, which was most likely hidden by something. As for the dark aura it said, Luo Qingli also felt it, But I couldn’t tell what it was for a while, so it couldn’t be anything good.

She fiddled with the Sabbath compass in her hand a few times, and soon she saw Yu Liancheng coming over, "Miss Luo, what did you find?"

Yu Liancheng is proficient in the art of formations and has something to be proud of in this regard. However, in the world when he first entered Hai City, Luo Qingli's words made him look at the world with high regard. Now that he saw With the compass in her hand, Yu Liancheng's eyes lit up and he came forward to discuss the harvest.

Luo Qingli said truthfully: "There may be some natural barrier here that confuses our senses."

Yu Liancheng nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Yu thinks so too, but Yu has not been able to find out the specific location of this barrier immediately."

There was no sound transmission when the two communicated, and the Jindan monks present were all people who had heard from all directions and looked over one after another.

Master Ling Chen's eyes lit up, "Donor Yu, Donor Luo, you two are proficient in formations. Whether you can leave from here depends on you two."

Yu Liancheng returned the greeting, "Do your best."

He continued to deduce with a pen, while Luo Qingli stood there without moving, just slowly looking at the empty mountainside.

Her right eye turned into the blue of the sea silently, and her eyes were shining with hope.

When that kind of gaze swept over the people around them, everyone invariably had a strange feeling of being penetrated, and they couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring in their hearts. Fortunately, the gaze did not stop there, and it passed by quickly, but it still gave everyone a big shock. .What kind of technique is this? It makes people feel an overwhelming sense of oppression!

This is the first reaction of most people.

Not only Zhu Yuzhen's team, but also the five Buddhist cultivators from Wuliang Temple and the three remaining monks from Pan Yun's team, Luo Qingli was the only female cultivator in the crowd.

She and Juehui are the lowest among everyone. There are not many early Jindan monks walking in the sea market. Previously, a group of more than ten people walked between the worlds. Her performance was not bad, but she did not give too much attention. The deep impression was on Juehui, who looked mediocre in strength and unremarkable, but was able to figure out a way out with one blow at the critical moment.

Regardless of the monks in Zhu Yuzhen's team, at least the Buddhist monks from Wuliang Temple and several people from Pan Yun's team, they didn't pay much attention to her.

Even Lu Heng, who was very familiar with her, was not very clear that she had such a pupil technique, while Zhu Yuzhen, Yu Liancheng and the black-robed monk were more or less surprised in their hearts, and a thought flashed through them almost at the same time: She still has unfinished business.

Pan Yun had had a fight with Luo Qingli after all, and knew her strength, so he was not too shocked. However, Wan Qihe's eyes were stunned, and he stared at Luo Qingli, his eyes almost piercing her.

"Song Jinghong's highly praised disciple, the youngest Jindan monk in the entire Nanzhao Central Plains, is not just a false name." Pan Yun glanced at him, and said slowly: "Don't think that her cultivation level is higher than hers. You can underestimate her later. If you fight alone, you may not be her opponent."

Pan Yun did not say it clearly, but he also implicitly expressed a meaning: Wan Qishan could die in her hands back then, and you, Wan Qihe, are equally likely to die in the hands of the same person today.

The middle of the mountain is surrounded by gray mist. The mist is of different shades, flows from time to time, changes constantly, and has no rules. However, Luo Qingli observed carefully through his eyes and found that the gray mist in a certain direction was always there. As usual, it has almost not dispersed.

Her thoughts moved slightly, and she touched the compass lightly with her fingertips. A ray of spiritual light shot out from the compass and disappeared into the gray mist. It disappeared like a stone cow entering the sea, leaving no trace to be traced.

Luo Qingli shot several more spiritual lights one after another, and without exception, the gray fog in that area became even thicker.

Yu Liancheng looked surprised, "Yes, this is it!"

He also shot a few spiritual lights over, and then he no longer needed to be guided by them. The gray mist in the heart of the mountain spontaneously surged towards that place.

Everyone gathered around and watched the changes quietly. They saw a huge gray-black vortex appearing in the middle of the mountain.

The whirlpool just hangs there quietly, deep and deep, but you can faintly feel a sinister and terrifying aura coming from inside. No one knows what will be on the other side.

"This should be the exit from the world." Juehui Yuanshen was damaged. Not only was he unable to see, but his spiritual consciousness was also unavailable. But after hearing what Master Jueming said, he had a strong intuition that this was the place. .

Zhu Yuzhen thought for a while and said objectively: "This is the only way out now, maybe we can give it a try."

　Thanks to Shang Bie and Farewell Shang for the reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)