"Sister Wan'er, where are you going?"

Yan Wangshu's expression changed slightly.

They have been in this sea for a long time and have never heard of Qincheng. How could he be here?

But what happened to Su Wan's intuition? Is there really something happening there?

Although he couldn't figure out the situation, considering Su Wan's body, Yan Wangshu looked back immediately.

"Elder Di, next you will take everyone to the island."

"If there is anything, send me a message in time."

After leaving a few words, Yan Wangshu immediately flew up and chased Su Wan.

On Bagua Turtle Island, under the attention of dozens of pairs of eyes, Qin Cheng staggered to the middle area.

At this time, the sky was almost completely dark, and the entire Turtle Island revealed a strange aura.

That kind of terrible change will come at any time.

And by then, all the creatures on the Turtle Island will die.

At this time, Qin Cheng seemed to be unable to tell the difference between the spiritual consciousness. He knelt on one knee, touched the whole arm, rubbing the mark of the divine pattern.

It's like a blind man touching Braille.

Huo Shen, Elder Gao and others all widened their eyes, feeling that even breathing became difficult.

The emotions in my heart are extremely complicated and cannot be described in words.

If someone had disobeyed the leader in the past, they would definitely hope that the other party would have a different body and head, and would have no place to die, and would have been extremely excited.

However, now, seeing Qin Cheng staggering to the center of the formation and cracking the last divine pattern in a mess, Huo Shen and others couldn't laugh at all.

This is not only because of their lives, but because of Qin Cheng.

More importantly, they felt something they didn't have in Qincheng.

They couldn't tell the reason, but deep down they just didn't want Qin Cheng to lose, and didn't want to see Qin Cheng fall here.

The old man Tiansheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Cheng with interest, gathering divine patterns in the air.

This guy is really amazing. He is worthy of being considered the most helpful person in deduction.

Now, even though Qin Cheng lost his eyes and could not use his spiritual sense to explore the surroundings, he could still neatly depict the most standard divine patterns in an accurate position.

But is this Turtle Island formation so easy to crack?

boom!

Immediately afterwards, with his fingers flicked, the divine pattern poured into the light curtain, and a ball of white mist suddenly burst out in front of Qin Cheng.

The fog was like an erupting volcano, surging rapidly, and in a few breaths, the entire island completely enveloped it.

"Is this his success or failure?"

The old man Tiansheng was stunned for a moment. Now he couldn't see clearly everything on the Turtle Island and didn't understand what had changed at all.

Does Qincheng control this treasure land?

I looked up and looked in the air. Although most of the various lights had dissipated, they still existed, which means there should be no.

But soon, the old man Tiansheng realized something was wrong again.

Among the wide white mist that spreads, a ball of fog rolls in the formation at a frequency that is obviously higher than in other directions.

It seems like something is passing through the fog at high speed and breaking through the fog.

The direction of the fog rolling is towards me.

The old man Tiansheng's heart suddenly jumped, and he realized that he seemed to be ignoring something.

When someone saw the white fog shaking, it proved that the person inside had already passed by the place.

However, each area of ​​the formation is fixed, so how can someone cross multiple areas in succession?

Unless, that person is...

Swish!

The formation of Turtle Island dispersed instantly.

A blood-colored figure flew out like a stream of light and came straight to the place where the saints' sects were cultivators.
Chapter completed!