"Mr. Qin, is there any way?" Mr. Chen brought the Chen family to Qincheng and asked politely.

After experiencing the altar, he really admired Qin Cheng.

Although he has not escaped yet, if Qin Cheng had not deceived the Demon Lord Sushi and brought a chance to himself, he would have died like the two inside.

So Mr. Chen also vaguely believed that since Qin Cheng could find the problem very early, he would not be unprepared.

There are definitely more ways to survive than Song Lingcong, but Qin Cheng definitely has them too.

"Then Song Lingcong hasn't set up a formation anymore. Are you not interested?" Qin Cheng said with a smile.

"Song Lingcong, let's forget it."

When Mr. Chen heard this name, he smiled disdainfully, "Most people don't understand him, think he is a handsome young man, gentle, respectful, frugal, but my Chen family and the Song family have a lot of contacts. This guy not only seeks fame, but also is so scheming that I would rather believe Mr. Qin than believe him."

"Young Master Qin, if anyone else can save us here, you will be the only one. Please bring me with you." Young Master Chen bowed seriously.

He was also afraid of death and wanted to survive.

That's why he became clear-headed and knew that Qin Cheng was the last one he could do.

Not only Mr. Chen, but also some monks followed Qin Cheng.

The number is more than a hundred.

Among these people, they had a grudge against the Song family and would rather die than surrender to the Song family. There were also three monks or guards who entered the hall with the three women in red. Mr. Chen had disclosed the matters inside to them before, which made them quite admire them.

Some of them were cultivators who were impressed by Qincheng in the flames.

However, some of these people did not trust Qin Cheng like Mr. Chen. They were just forced by the Chai family and the Sushi Demon Lord to have no choice. They wanted to join in to keep warm and see if Qin Cheng had any choice.

"You really want to know my solution?" Qin Cheng said.

"Please ask Mr. Qin to solve the problem." Mr. Chen said in a low voice.

"I can't escape, and I can't escape either. My idea is to find the true inheritance of the Immortal Lord Ruyi, inherit his strength, and then kill the Demon Lord."

Qin Cheng looked at Mr. Chen with great interest.

Mr. Chen was beaten by lightning, stared straight at his eyes and almost bit his tongue.

Is Qin Cheng kidding?

Compared to Song Lingcong, who chose to escape, Qin Cheng's idea was extremely bold.

He has seen the strength of the Demon Lord. How strong and courage does it take to kill him?

"Isn't this too risky?"

Mr. Chen swallowed and spitted hard. Although he only had a soul left, he was still shocked instinctively.

"Then do you think Song Lingcong can escape?" Qin Cheng asked back.

"This..." Mr. Chen could hesitate instinctively. Chai Zhengxuan was not panicked at all. The Demon Lord could only act, which was very strange in itself.

"Tell you, there is white mist outside the Da Neng Cemetery. Even if the news comes out, not many people will be able to enter it."

"And the Holy Realm of the East Emperor cannot withstand the cultivators above the Ninth Level of the God Distribution Realm, and those powerful people cannot enter here to help."

"In this powerful world, what price will it cost to teleport? If it were you, would you tell others? Even if you had the chance, would Chai Zhengxuan watch?"

Mr. Chen was completely stunned.

Qin Cheng understood what he meant, and Song Lingcong was using those monks.

And according to your own judgment, it is very likely.

"I can't escape, but I can't beat it, so the only way out is to find the inheritance of the true Ruyi Immortal Lord, and I have a glimmer of chance to win."

Mr. Chen gritted his teeth.

He also figured it out, with this perhaps extremely ethereal, but it was indeed their only chance.

Qin Cheng shook his head helplessly. He didn't expect that when he came to this cemetery to find inheritance, he would encounter such a terrifying Demon Lord.

It is unknown whether Song Lingcong can defeat him. The Demon Lord can cut off Song Lingcong's treasure with just one finger, and it is not something he can deal with.

In other words, I am not worthy of being a Demon Lord's opponent at all.

"Mr. Qin, I understand. No matter what you do, I will follow you." Mr. Chen said in awe.

After putting away his shocked thoughts, Mr. Chen found that this seemed extremely difficult method seemed to be the only way out.

Qin Cheng nodded and said nothing.

My plan next needs some helpers, and it is most appropriate for Mr. Chen to trust him.

He stepped along the edge of the formation and kept walking, reaching out his hand to pass through the formation light curtain.

"What is Mr. Qin doing?"

The other monks stared at Qin Cheng with wide eyes, completely unaware of Qin Cheng's intentions.

When he reached a certain position, Qin Cheng suddenly stopped. He reached out and tapped the light curtain again and again. After a while, Qin Cheng nodded.

"If you want to go out, attack the light curtain here." Qin Cheng looked at everyone and said.

"But this formation is extremely strong and will rebound. Are we looking for death?" A monk frowned and said disdainfully.

"If you don't believe me, you can leave. But stay here, I promise you can go out."

Qin Cheng didn't want to explain, and time didn't allow her to do so.

A golden light burst out from his whole body, and the saint's fist surged out, punching the light curtain with one punch.

Liu Meng then sacrificed the Nine-Stand Linglong Tower, and also used various means.

“Go together.”

Mr. Chen spoke, and the Chen family rushed forward.

He didn't know why Qin Cheng did this, but out of trust in Qin Cheng, he did it directly.

Many monks were stunned. They thought that Qincheng could have some special means to deal with the formation light curtain.

But what can a group of people use fists or swords to bombard the formation like this?

No matter how strong the attack is, can it be stronger than the ninth-grade strongman who took action before?

Everyone bombarded for a long time, but the light curtain was still unscathed, but Qin Cheng did not change anything and still punched it with one punch.

"Young Master Qin, this formation is integrated. If one place is attacked, the formation will be transferred to other places to bear it. This is useless."

An old man with white hair claimed to be proficient in formations. Seeing Qin Cheng doing this, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"I'd better take a look." The monk shook his head, turned around and left.

Many monks looked hesitant.

This place of black fog is extremely dangerous. Qincheng makes sounds more likely to attract the residual soul, which is even more dangerous.

And it seems that Qin Cheng is definitely panicked and is testing randomly, which is a waste of time.

One, two, soon, the monks following Qin Cheng changed from nearly a hundred to only thirty or forty.

Apart from the Chen family, not many are left.

Rather than being like a fool, doing useless work here, they would rather choose other methods and even defect to Song Lingcong.

Although the number of people decreased, the remaining monks were extremely determined. They were confused, but they all tried their best to follow Qin Cheng's method.
Chapter completed!