Around the formation, Mr. Xing was encouraging everyone.

The Rongtian Formation was opened, and the white mist light that was originally produced was naturally left to Qincheng, so several clan elders had not yet begun to absorb it.

"Hey, I'm afraid that I'll be too old and my mind will be so stiff that the Lian Rongtian Formation will not be able to help." An old man sighed.

"Anyway, if you die, you should be a living horse. If you keep it, you will die. I heard that if you enter the Rongtian Formation, there will be at least one out of ten who can break through the shackles and live for more years."

Old Yue smiled bitterly and said, "Come on anyway, I guess I have no chance."

"Don't say that, Mr. Yue."

"That's right, everyone has to work hard together." Xing Lao also said.

Although everyone was free and easy in front of outsiders, there were no outsiders now, and no one knew in their hearts that looking for opportunities in the Rongtian Formation is also extremely ethereal.

Perhaps, this can only be regarded as the last struggle before death.

In fact, many of these people have long been desperate about breakthroughs.

As the fog rose, Qin Cheng absorbed enough breath, and the white mist began to spread Xiang Xing Lao and others.

"Everyone, let's start. Look at the birth of the elder's light beam above the sky, proving that he is fully pursuing his spiritual consciousness and communicating with the world. We have to work hard."

Time is in a hurry, and neither Qin Baizhan nor Rui Shun introduced Qin Cheng's affairs.

So Mr. Xing and others mistakenly thought that the elder of a tribe was sitting in the fog in the middle of the formation.

"Don't worry, it's better to compare and see who supports it for a long time." Old Yue smiled.

There are no limits to using formations to communicate with the world.

Once the spiritual energy in the white mist is fused, everyone's spiritual consciousness will begin to be backfired, and the longer the time it takes, the more severe the pain will be.

Therefore, how long it can last depends on everyone's willpower.

"That's good, let's take a look at it. There is also the senior elder in the middle of the formation. Although we are not as good as him, he started early and could not lose too much."

Everyone made a bet, but they kept silent and began to carefully understand and communicate with the world.

The light columns, like Qin City, also surged from the heavenly spirit and soared into the sky.

Immersed in this state, the understanding of heaven and earth will increase by a hundred times, but the stinging feeling will continue to increase.

It made these elders feel that their spiritual consciousness was as painful as ten thousand needles passing through, and countless poisonous insects gnawed, and it continued and became more and more intense.

Gradually, the light columns of light on several tribes became weaker.

Among them, it also includes Xinglao.

"Why, you old guys can't hold on now." Seeing this, Old Yue deliberately mocked.

"Farting, I just couldn't react for a while."

Xing Lao gritted his teeth, and the light above his head was rising on the ground.

These people often mock each other, and no one looks down on each other. If they fall down first, it would be too embarrassing.

And other elders of the tribe also thought the same way.

"You can't lose to that senior, right? They have a high level of cultivation, and the more pain they will suffer. But the light on their heads has always been very stable, which means that the senior is still persisting." Old Yue pointed at Qin Cheng in the fog.

"If we give up now, doesn't that prove that we are all waste?"


Chapter completed!