At five o'clock in the afternoon, outside an abandoned resort on the outskirts of Donghai City.
A BMW parked slowly not far away.
In the car, Yang Chen and Yuan Lang got out.
Yuan Lang opened the trunk and pulled out Tonglu, who was tied up and had a dull look on his face, looking like a big fool.
"Junior brother, aren't you playing a little too hard? You have become a fool. Why did you bring me here?"
Yuan Lang looked at Tong Lu, frowned and said.
"Lao Miao hasn't used the Golden Silkworm for a long time. I'm not very proficient and didn't master the speed well, so I just got confused."
"But without this boy, it would be a waste of time for us to enter Soul Sect's lair in Donghai City."
"Let's go and see this group of shady people hiding in the resort, and see if there are any masters in Soul Sect's lair in Donghai City."
Yang Chen lit a cigarette, put his hands in his pockets, and headed towards the entrance of the resort.
"This bastard is pretty heavy."
Yuan Lang cursed and picked up the passage in his hand, then followed.
If he hadn't returned to the middle stage of Qi training with Yang Chen's help a few days ago, Yuan Lang would really not be willing to take such a risk.
soon.
The two of them stood at the entrance of the abandoned resort.
The door of the resort is wide open. Looking at the overgrown and messy appearance inside, no one would have thought that this is the hometown of Soul Sect in Donghai City.
"Junior brother, there is no one here."
Yuan Lang squinted his eyes and glanced at the resort, then walked away.
Bang!
As soon as he took a step, his head was bumped.
"What the hell...what's going on?"
Yuan Lang rubbed his forehead and looked at the empty space in front of him. He seemed to have thought of something: "Is Soul Gate so awesome now? It knows how to play with enchantments. No wonder it can't be found in Donghai City."
"The person who can create such a defensive barrier in the world of Qi Refining is at least a master of the Qi Condensation Realm, and a very rare magician."
"It seems that this Soul Sect is not simple. It is exactly what I said. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. When the Soul Sect was killing everyone, even the previous Kunlun Sect master was so frightened that he begged for mercy. In the end, he
He died after being sucked dry of his essence and blood."
"I heard from the old man that the Soul Sect's most powerful soul-eating formation can drain the blood essence of everyone in a sect in an instant. It's very evil."
Yang Chen puffed out smoke, squinted his eyes, and raised his hand to touch the invisible defensive array in front of him: "Tong Lu just notified the people here through the phone. It seems that they already knew that we were coming, so they triggered
Create a defensive barrier."
"What are you afraid of? In the worst case, we can break it by force!"
Yuan Lang said, threw Tong Lu on the ground, mobilized his spiritual energy, and punched hard towards the barrier.
Bang!
The next moment, Yuan Lang was thrown several meters away and almost fell to his knees on the ground.
"Hiss... such a strong defensive barrier, I can't even open it with a full blow!"
Yuan Lang took a breath and said in shock.
"The level of this defensive barrier is quite good. At least it was jointly arranged by several magic array masters in the late stage of the Qi Condensation Realm. It contains the five elements of magic and the seven-star array."
"Even if a strong man at the Golden Core stage comes, it will be a bit troublesome to defeat him with one move."
Yang Chen squinted his eyes, feeling the power on the barrier, and said slowly.
"Junior brother, when did you know so much about magic circles? I remember that our Dragon Tiger Sect has very few records on this aspect. Even large sects like Kunlun Sect know relatively little about it."
Yuan Lang looked at Yang Chen's side face in surprise and said.
"You are gifted, there is nothing you can do about it."
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders and smiled.
He couldn't tell Yuan Lang that he could travel at will into the real Qi Refining World in the upper plane, and the knowledge about the magic circle barrier was the lowest level found among the pile of things Wei Ruxin gave him.
I probably learned it from the fragments of the magic circle.
"Junior brother, I called the old man just before I came here. The old man said that they cannot be allowed to escape no matter what. This is related to the stability of the entire qi training world!"
"We can't even break the barrier now. If these bastards from the Soul Gate just open a back door and escape, how can we explain it to the old man?"
Yuan Lang said anxiously.
"Isn't there still this big fool?"
Yang Chen said, following the method taught by Miao Zheng before, he took out a small copper-red bell and shook it a few times.
Tong Lu blinked with dull eyes.
"Open the barrier."
Yang Chen said lightly.
"Open the barrier."
Like a robot, Tong Lu repeated Yang Chen's words, his hands stiffly made a seal on his chest, and then a crimson talisman sank into the eyes of the stone lion at the entrance of the resort.
Whoosh!
The next moment, a blood-red light shield quickly disappeared. The originally desolate resort was filled with green mountains and green waters. More than a hundred soul sect disciples lined up, standing more than a hundred meters away, looking at Yang Chen and the others warily.
"Is this okay?"
Yuan Lang was shocked when he saw this scene.
"Tong Hall Master!"
At this moment, at the front of the crowd, an old man wearing a bright red robe, holding a ghost-headed scepter in his hand, looked at Tong Lu with dull eyes and shouted.
"Stop shouting, he is an idiot now."
Yang Chen squinted his eyes, glanced at the more than a hundred people, and then snapped his fingers: "Idiot, kneel down and kowtow."
Tong Lu knelt on the ground with a pop, kowtowing mechanically without any intention of stopping.
"Boy, if you dare to hurt my soul sect, the Donghai City Branch Hall Master, I will drain your energy today so that you can't live or die!"
boom!
The old man roared, and the blood-red spiritual energy around him vibrated. A huge lion behind him opened its bloody mouth, and bursts of roars resounded throughout the suburbs.
Behind the old man, more than a hundred soul sect disciples mobilized their spiritual energy and slowly approached Yang Chen and Yuan Lang.
"Damn, there are so many people!"
Yuan Lang felt the huge aura power of the other party and said: "Junior brother, what level is this old man at? Why does he look so arrogant? Are the two of us sure?"
"Infinitely close to the golden elixir stage, very strong!"
Yang Chen squinted his eyes and stared at the old man opposite: "Old man, can you tell me your name before you die?"
"I am the elder of Soul Gate Liehuo!"
The old man's eyes were filled with blood-red light. He waved the ghost-headed scepter in his hand, and huge mental pressure came over him. He then roared: "Listen, disciples of the Soul Sect branch, kill this dragon and tiger for me."
People from the mountain, avenge the Tong Hall Master!"
"Kill, kill!"
In an instant, more than a hundred Soul Sect disciples attacked Yang Chen and Yuan Lang with loud killing sounds.
"Damn, it's a wheel battle!"
"At first glance, there are quite a few people in the Qi Condensation Realm."
Yuan Lang felt a little stressed and his throat moved slightly.
"What are you afraid of!"
The corner of Yang Chen's mouth raised, looking at Elder Liehuo who was leading the charge, a coldness shot out from his eyes.
"Fifth Senior Brother, watch carefully!"
The next moment, Yang Chen grabbed the void with his right hand, and Ling Dong burst through the air.
With the flying sword in hand, the cultivation level of the golden elixir was fully reached, and a sword energy burst out: "One-word sword technique!"
call out!
In an instant, a huge sword energy was like lightning, heading towards Elder Liehuo.
"not good!"
Elder Liehuo felt the power of this energy, and his pupils tightened: "Golden elixir stage, it turned out to be the golden elixir stage. When did Longhu Mountain have a second golden elixir stage!"
Bang!
As soon as he mobilized his spiritual energy to prop up the defensive shield, the sword energy struck him.
The One-Word Sword Jue may be rubbish in the Sword Sect, but in the secular world it is definitely comparable to the Kunlun Sword Jue.
The sword energy easily penetrated the defensive shield and penetrated from Elder Liehuo's chest.
Bang!
Elder Liehuo didn't even have a chance to react. He exploded and died, turning into a blood mist.
More than a hundred Soul Sect disciples who rushed over saw that the most powerful Elder Liehuo was detonated by the sword. They were so frightened that they stopped on the spot and began to retreat continuously.
"Damn it, junior brother, you are so awesome. Why haven't I seen it in Longhu Mountain?"
Yuan Lang's eyes widened.
"Can't you make your own?"
Yang Chen grinned, and immediately held Ling Dong in his hand, exuding a majestic aura: "People from the East China Sea branch of the Soul Sect, listen, if you want to die, just come. If you want to live and abandon your cultivation, just come
You can get out."
"I want to live!"
"And me!"
As soon as Yang Chen finished speaking, the frightened disciples shouted one after another.
Then, one after another, muffled sounds sounded in the resort.
In less than three minutes, more than a hundred Soul Sect disciples abandoned their cultivation, collapsed on the ground, and looked at Yang Chen in horror.
"Go away!"
Yang Chen mobilized his spiritual consciousness, checked it out, and said something after confirming that they were all trash.
In an instant, more than a hundred people rushed out of the door.
Tong Lu, who was still kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, was trampled to death by these disciples.
"Looking at it this way, Soul Gate is indeed quite rubbish."
Yuan Lang looked at the deserted resort and said calmly.
"Fifth Senior Brother, don't be careless. Didn't you just see that there are more than a hundred qi practitioners above the qi training realm in a small branch hall in Donghai City?"
"If other places are included, the power of Soul Sect cannot be underestimated."
"I'm afraid it's even stronger than it was fifty years ago!"
Yang Chen frowned slightly, and said to himself: "It seems that I have to quickly find time to go to the Sword Sect to practice for a few days and upgrade my cultivation to the late stage of the golden elixir. Otherwise, if I really face the soul gate, it will probably be another bloody battle.
wind!"
"Dingle bell!"
At this moment, a phone ring suddenly broke the silence.