Plane: Apostle of the Secret Realm

"Now let's go find those guys from Netherworld Pavilion to get back the ginseng fruit, and then we'll look for clues to making the invitations!" Cheng Jun looked excited, staring at Xu Feng and said: "Junior Brother Xu, why don't we join forces together? This idea is Whatever you come up with, we can make a few more invitations then, and maybe we can sell them to other people!”

Xu Feng waved his hand and said: "Let's go get back the ginseng fruit first. Besides, the place where you plant the ginseng fruit trees may not be safe either..."

Bian Ye and the others looked at each other without speaking.

……

Under the leadership of Bian Ye and others, the group quickly came to a mountain forest. Xu Feng could clearly feel that the spiritual energy near this mountain forest seemed to be stronger than other places.

"Those people from Netherworld Pavilion must still be nearby. Their goal is definitely not just a few small ginseng berries!" Cheng Jun said in a low voice with a gloomy face.

"Humph, you're not greedy enough!" Bian Ye snorted coldly: "Even if we hand over those three small ginseng fruit trees to the sect, we can't let them take advantage in vain!"

At the same time, a dozen Netherworld Pavilion disciples were searching for something all over the mountains and plains. They never thought that Bian Ye and the others would dare to come back to them to take back the ginseng fruit.

At this time, Song Xi was floating in mid-air, looking down at the entire mountain forest. Disciples from Netherworld Pavilion kept flying toward him to report to him.

"Senior Brother Song, the junior brothers have been searching for more than two hours, but they still haven't found the place where those people hid the ginseng fruit tree..." A man wearing the uniform of an inner disciple of Netherworld Pavilion frowned slightly and whispered to Song. Si said.

"Hmph, there are as many as eighteen ginseng berries on those people, and they are still as fresh as just picked!" Song Xi sneered: "They must have just picked them not long ago!"

"Looking at the sneaky looks of those people, this small ginseng fruit must not belong to the Qinglian Sect, but the private property of them. Otherwise, it has been more than two hours, and the Qinglian Sect's sect protector should have arrived long ago. !" Song Wei shook his head and said: "The small ginseng fruit trees they planted must be in the mountain forest in front of you. If you investigate carefully and find any abnormalities, you must report them in time. I suspect that there is an array where they planted the small ginseng fruit trees. hidden!"

Soon, two disciples from the Netherworld Pavilion flew towards Song Xi in the distance;

"Senior Brother Song, there is a valley three miles ahead. There seems to be traces of formations in the valley!" a Netherworld Pavilion disciple reported.

Song Mi's eyes lit up, a smile appeared on his lips, and he immediately said: "Lead the way!"

Soon, a few people came to a valley. The valley was lush and green, and there were many ancient trees that were hundreds of meters tall. Due to the terrain, it was difficult to see the original appearance of these ancient trees from the outside.

"The spiritual energy here is at least [-]% richer than outside!" A disciple whispered.

"Where are the traces of the formation you found?" Song Mi asked.

"Right ahead, at the end of the valley!"

Under the leadership of two disciples, Song Mi quickly arrived at the end of the valley. The place was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the spiritual energy was so rich that it was about to condense into substance. Song Mi stared at the surging mist in front of him. After a moment, a happy look appeared on his face.

"Send a message and ask everyone to come here!" Song Mi ordered.

"Yes, senior brother!" A disciple made a sign and pointed in the air. The next moment, a bright light shot straight into the sky, exploding like a firework in the air with a "bang" sound, and transformed into " The word "Netherworld" has not been dispersed for a long time.

After a while, the Netherworld Pavilion disciples who were exploring the surroundings all gathered towards the valley. Soon, more than a dozen Netherworld Pavilion disciples all stood in front of Song Wei.

"Elder brother!" Everyone saluted in unison.

"Well, the small ginseng fruit trees of those Qinglian Sect disciples should be here, but they are covered by the formation!" Song Xi said in a deep voice: "Is there any junior brother who is good at the formation, let's see if we can break this formation? "

All the disciples looked at each other. It was obvious that no one present had ever learned the art of formation.

After a moment, Song Wei shook his head and said: "In this case, we can only use force to break the spell. Everyone should use their strongest spells to attack the cloud. Even if they can't break the formation directly, they still have to break it. The energy of the method is exhausted, and when the time comes, the formation will resolve itself!"

"Yes, Big Brother!"

A dozen Netherworld Pavilion disciples stood in a row and began to use spells and skills to attack the clouds in front of them;
rumbling~
More than a dozen spells, shining with various energy rays, flew towards the clouds and mist. The clouds and mist, which originally looked like they could be blown away by a gust of wind, turned out to be like an iron wall, blocking all the dozen or so spells and bursting out with dazzling light. , the roaring sound is endless;
Seeing a vague wall of air emerging from the clouds and mist, a smile appeared on Song Mi's face. He had found the right place!
"Continue to attack!" Song Mi ordered.

There is no other way. If you can't break the formation with external force, you can only use continuous attacks to consume the energy of the formation. When the energy in the core of the formation is exhausted, the formation will be useless. .

This method can only be applied to ordinary middle and low-level formations. Advanced formations generally connect the sky and the earth and mobilize the power of heaven and earth to operate the formation. If you want to use external force to break open such an formation or exhaust the energy of operation, , can only be said to be wishful thinking.

...Bian Ye and the others flew towards the forest where they lost the ginseng fruit. Soon, bursts of "rumbling" explosions came from a distance.

Cheng Jun's face changed greatly, and he subconsciously said: "No, they found the place where we planted the ginseng fruit trees, and they are destroying the protective formation!"

"Hmph, a group of greedy guys are not satisfied with just robbing the ginseng fruit, but they also want to rob our ginseng fruit tree!" Bian Ye was also full of anger.

It took them more than ten years and a huge price to obtain these three small ginseng fruit trees. They were reluctant to hand them over to the sect. How could they be snatched away by the disciples of Netherworld Pavilion?
If eighteen ginseng fruits were robbed, Bian Ye and others could still swallow this sigh of relief. These three small ginseng fruits are the lifeblood of Bian Ye and others. If anyone robs them, they will definitely fight to the death.

"Let's go and fight them!" Long Xuejun shouted loudly with an angry look on his face.

Soon, Bian Ye and the others flew towards the valley where the small ginseng fruit trees were planted.

In the valley, more than a dozen Netherworld Pavilion disciples continued to release spells and attack the defensive formation shrouded in clouds and mist. Under the constant attack, the originally surging clouds and mist dissipated visibly to the naked eye, revealing the formation. the scene inside;
"Three small ginseng fruit trees?" A surprised smile appeared on Song Mi's face, and he couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, I originally thought that those people only owned one small ginseng fruit tree, but I didn't expect that there were three. Haha. Haha, what good luck!”

After laughing, Song Mi couldn't help but shout loudly: "Brothers, work harder. If you get these three small ginseng fruit trees, each of you will be rewarded with a small ginseng fruit!"

The small ginseng fruit is a specialty of this secret world. Due to the addition of the secret apostles, the small ginseng fruit is somewhat overpopulated in this secret world. However, no matter what, the small ginseng fruit is an extremely rare spiritual fruit and is also an alchemy material. It can not only refine green Lotus Pill, the longevity pill of Youming Pavilion, the main ingredient is also ginseng fruit.

Upon hearing the reward of ginseng fruit, the Netherworld Pavilion disciples immediately became excited, and even the intensity of the spells released increased by a few points!

Kacha~!

In just one cup of tea, a crisp crackling sound rang in everyone's ears. In the extremely thin clouds and mist ahead, an obvious crack appeared in the air. Along with the crack, there was a faint fragrance of vegetation. This is the smell emanating from the small ginseng fruit tree.

Song Mi's eyes lit up and his face became even more joyful: "Hahaha, this formation is not of a high quality and it only lasted less than three hours, hahaha!"

Having said that, Song Mi took out a steel awl with a pointed head and a rounded tail from his arms. This steel awl shone with a faint golden light, and it looked like it was not extraordinary!
"Look at my broken mountain awl!" Song Xi yelled, throwing the steel awl in his hand towards the place where the crack appeared in front;
In an instant, the steel cone that was originally the size of a palm flew into the air and immediately transformed into a huge steel cone more than three meters long, flying towards the front formation like a missile;

As a harsh sound broke through the air, a sharp light flashed on the surface of the steel cone, and it stabbed hard at the crack in front;
Click!
A deafening roar echoed in the valley, and the entire valley seemed to tremble slightly, as if a giant dragon was about to move.

"It's broken, it's broken!" The disciples of Netherworld Pavilion suddenly let out a burst of cheers. The originally vague wall of air in front of them completely shattered. The chaos of spiritual energy caused by the collapse of the formation set off a violent wave in the valley. Strong wind.

"Go dig up those three small ginseng fruit trees, and we'll leave here right away." Song Mi said with a happy face.

At this moment, an angry voice sounded in the distance;

"You thieves and robbers! You all deserve to die!" Cheng Jun's face was full of anger. He raised his right hand and a green green lotus gun condensed in his palm;

Qinglian Sect's immortal-level magic, Lotus Spear Technique!

swoosh~
The blade of the Qinglian Spear shone with a metallic luster, and flew towards Song Xi as Cheng Jun controlled it;

A mocking smile appeared on Song Xi's face, and he waved his arm casually, and a huge ghost claw with a diameter of more than three meters came towards the Qinglian Spear along with the gusts of cold wind;
Nether Ghost Claw!

puff~
The Green Lotus Spear pierced the Netherworld Ghost Claw, but it only penetrated one-third of the way. It lost its stamina and could no longer penetrate the Netherworld Ghost Claw!
"Nothing more than that!" Song Mi sneered, and then he clenched his right hand violently, and the Netherworld Ghost Claw in mid-air also made the same movement. With a clench, the Green Lotus Spear inserted into his palm also Then it shattered.

jie jie jie~
After the Netherworld Ghost Claw crushed the Green Lotus Spear, it immediately turned into a grimace and gave Cheng Jun a charming smile before slowly dissipating in the air.

At this time, Song Mi had already seen several people clearly, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "How dare you guys come back?"

"Hahaha, you are a bunch of bereaved dogs. If our senior brother hadn't been merciful and let you go, you would have become our ghost servants long ago!" Several other Netherworld Pavilion disciples also laughed loudly.

"Seeing that we are all Baimai Immortal Sect, Youming Pavilion and your Qinglian Sect are on the same page, so I let you guys go!" Song Mi's face was gloomy, a coldness gradually appeared in the smile on his face, and his eyes gradually changed. De became ruthless and continued: "Since you are willing to sacrifice your lives rather than your wealth, then just stay!"

After that, Song Xi waved his hand, and more than a dozen Netherworld Pavilion disciples flew towards Cheng Jun and others, surrounded them, and looked at them with sinister faces.

... (end of this chapter)