Celestial

Peinan listened to Peng Ze's words and watched the disciples who had entered the formation all came back safe and sound, and there was a burst of complacency in their hearts, feeling that they were all due to their own credit, but they also showed a modest appearance on the face : "No, it's still up to you, brother and teacher, that your leadership is good enough to protect the safety of our disciples."

"Brother, you are really too modest."

"Brother Master, without you, our sect will really lose a lot this time..."

Just as the two touted each other and gradually entered into a better position, the disciple Xiang Tao, a true disciple standing next to them, suddenly asked: "But the teacher, now our two life mirrors are gone, what should we do next?"

Xiang Tao is an apprentice of Peng Ze, who has a strong dragon blood and is also talented, diligent, and hardworking. He is very outstanding among the younger generation of disciples, and he has always been taught and liked by his elders. But now he said it in a sentence, but it looks like A flash of lightning struck everyone's mind, and the noise of the rest of the life was replaced by an awkward silence...

Two mirrors...

Everyone looked at each other, especially Peng Ze and Pei Nan, and they just reacted. Wherever there was any aftermath, they were very happy for the rest of their lives. Their Jinhai Pavilion suffered a big loss this time...

It took two **** irons and one hundred thousand spirit stones, but only exchanged the experience of walking around from that formation, which is equivalent to getting nothing. It is really a mess...

Peng Ze and Pei Nan glanced at each other, and they were both embarrassed to be added.

Peinan faced a lot of embarrassing scenes these days, and he recovered quickly. Immediately, he scolded the little disciple severely: "What do you know? Retreat!"

The little disciple was obviously taken aback, not knowing what mistakes he had made that made the elder so angry that he could only bow his head and sue and leave.

"Go away, go away."

Peng Ze waved his hand and said with some upset.

It wasn't until everyone around me was cleaned up. The head teacher and elders of Jinhaige collapsed. After sighing for a while, they began to discuss how to go next.

As everyone knows, while Peng Ze and Pei Nan were still annoyed, the news that they had returned from the formation had been spread to several sects that came to the black fog fault of this ancient tomb.

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In Wan Yuezong's residence, there are fifteen simple temporary houses. Song Zhang and elder Xu Jie are sitting on the chairs. The disciple Sun Yun is reporting the news he heard from the outside.

Song Zhang's face narrowed: "Are you sure?"

"Return to the teachings, I'm sure, I believe that other factions have also received the news. Some people even saw it with their own eyes. The disciples under the leadership of the Jinhai Pavilion led the disciples into the black mist, but they were trapped in the formation and did not come out until a quarter of an hour ago. of."

Hearing this, Song Zhang sighed, and his face was sad and worried: "It's a pity, I thought Brother Peng was able to do it, you go on."

"Yes."

Seeing Sun Yun leave, Song Zhangfu's hand was taken down, and Xu Jie looked at each other, and there was no worries and pain on the face, an uncovered gloating, two people who lived for hundreds of years, straight Laughing is the same as a child who succeeds in mischief.

"Hahaha... Did you hear that Jinhai Pavilion suffered a big loss this time, making them arrogant and dare to break into a martial arts themselves?" Song Zhang narrowed his eyes with a look of satisfaction and he shook his head. "In the past few years, his Jinhai Pavilion has relied on his own strength and repeatedly rides on the head of our Wanyuezong, which royal palace banquet does not compete with me? Panlong Zhongming was jointly refined by our three factions, But he spent more time in his Jinhai Pavilion than we combined with the Jiuhua School..."

The number of Jinhai Pavilion is not, Song Zhang is endless, and even said more than ten pieces, only to stop before the end, it is enough to see how much dissatisfaction with the Jinhai Pavilion accumulated on weekdays.

Xu Jie took a sip of Lingcha in his hand, and he had never heard the smile in his mouth. He let out a long sigh of relief: "However, this time, he Jinhaige wanted to get ahead, did he lose? Hahaha...Before I came I also heard that they had penetrated into the depths of the formation, that is, there was no way to go back and nowhere to be trapped..."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhang, who was originally unsustainable, froze the smile on his face. He turned his head to look at Xu Jie, who was still unconscious, and asked, "They went deep into the formation?"

"Yeah, don't look at your own strength. You dared to break in there. It is said that the army was almost destroyed."

Song Zhang's face cooled down a little, his brow furrowed: "How could they break into the depths of the formation?"

Xu Jie realized that something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

"These sects of the Black Dragon Kingdom are not weak these days, and even the two big churches in the south have arrived, but even those two really strong and invincible sects in the Black Dragon country have only opened up this formation. In the middle of the Fa, how did the people in the Jinhai Pavilion get in? Was it bad luck?"

Xu Jie was slightly shocked when she heard this.

The two great religions mentioned by Song Zhang refer to the Fantasy Haizong and the Cangwu Sect. They are two special existences in the Black Dragon, and their strength is stronger than their three major sects combined, but only for ten million years. The south, which only occupies the black dragon country, has never stepped on the north, and has acted in a low-key manner, with a low sense of existence, but no sect has ever dared to ignore them.

If even the Phantom Haizong and the Cangwu faction are only opened to the middle of the formation, then the Jinhai Pavilion can enter the depth of the formation, and everyone who enters can leave the formation intact, then...

Song Zhang and Xu Jie looked at each other and saw the other's shock. Suddenly, the joy of schadenfreude was swept away, the two sat on the chairs, and the room suddenly fell into silence.

"It's impossible to rely on luck. The formations inside are connected, and even a fly can't fly in, not to mention so many of them." Song Zhangsi thought after a moment.

Xu Jie frowned: "If it's not luck, it can only be strength."

Song Zhang's lips were pursed. When he didn't smile, his thin face always showed fierce anger. He shook his head: "No, it shouldn't be strength. I'm well aware of Jinhaige's strength, no It may be stronger than Huanhaizong and Cangwu faction."

"Brother mean?"

Song Zhang looked out and whispered: "I suspect that they already have the secret means of restraining the formation, otherwise, it is impossible to enter the depths of the formation, and it is impossible to come out intact, even a sacrifice. nothing."

Speaking of which, Song Zhang and Xu Jie's complexions have changed.