Baiqugou is a terrifying formation, terrifying to the surface and to the sky. As long as it is within the range of Baiqugou, there is an invisible layer of pressure covering it, oppressing humans.
Even Chu Feng could not resist this terrible pressure, but in this place, there was still people staying here and appeared in front of him at this moment.
"Hey! Is anyone? Can you help me?"
Chu Feng was in danger at this moment, but he knew that the owner of the palace must have a way to break this formation. After all, it was probably a blue-robed spiritual master, and the barrier method was definitely far from comparable to Chu Feng.
What's more, it can be seen from the smoke of the cooking stove that there are indeed people here, and he is indeed not affected by the strange pressure. Otherwise, how could he have the leisure and elegance to cook here?
So, Chu Feng tried his best to rush towards the palace. At this moment, he no longer cared about the owner of the palace. Whether it was dangerous or not, because if the owner here was willing to help him, he would still have a glimmer of life. If he refused to help him, he would undoubtedly die.
"Swish" Just as Chu Feng was about to approach, a person flew out of the palace and landed on the top of the mountain.
This is an old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face, but his eyes are bright and bright. The most important thing is that the old man was actually wearing a golden robe. There was a Qilin carved on the chest of the robe. He was actually from the Qilin Palace.
When the old man saw that Chu Feng was able to stand in the air, he couldn't help but frown, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. After a moment, he calmed down and asked faintly: "Who are you?"
"This senior, younger generation, is a disciple of the Qinglong Sect, and comes to participate in the hero hunting."
"Just because he failed to leave this Baiqugou on time, he was bound by a strange pressure. He could no longer breathe at this moment. I hope that the senior will save his life." Chu Feng went straight to the point because he really didn't have time to talk nonsense.
"Sorry, I am not the master here and I can't make the decision. Let's wait for a while and I'll ask. As for whether he is willing to help you, it depends on your luck." The old man left this sentence, looked at Chu Feng in surprise, and then he leaped into the palace.
At this moment, in this palace, an old man with a long-haired and young face in thick cloth was sitting in front of the stove, crossing his legs, humming a small song, and making soup with great enthusiasm. Seeing the old man with white hair return, the old man with common clothes asked casually: "Fengyang, who broke into my field?"
"He is a young boy with the first level of Xuanwu." said the white-haired old man.
"A young boy at the first level of Xuanwu? Feng Yang, what are you kidding? That person is obviously coming from the air. How could he be at the first level of Xuanwu? It should be a Tianwu realm." The old man in a civilian curled his lips in confusion.
"You knew to call me, but I didn't believe me. You are a blue-robed spiritual master. Who is that? You can just check it out?" The old man with white hair glared at the old man in a helpless manner.
At this moment, the old man in the cloth had closed his eyes, and when his eyes opened, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, saying, "Awesome, the first level of Xuanwu, he mastered the methods of anti-kick. It seems that he has practiced special body skills and martial arts, and he is not old. I said Feng Yang, it seems that you have some good seedlings in Qingzhou."
"But it's a pity that he can't bear the oppression of the formation here, and he may not be able to save his life." The old man in a civilian shook his head, continued to hum a small song, and cooked the broth in the stove.
"Brother Hengyuan, this kind of martial arts in the air is rare in my Qingzhou. I believe this boy must have obtained the inheritance of the old man Yukong. The unique skills of the old man Yukong's air have been lost for a hundred years, and it is rare to reappear in the world now."
"I wonder if Brother Hengyuan can give me some face and save his life?" the white-haired old man asked.
"Brother Feng Yang, the martial arts of the air are rare treasures throughout Jiuzhou, but what does that have to do with me?"
"I live in seclusion here and don't want anyone to disturb him. Since he discovered this, it is difficult to guarantee that he will leak the secret in the future. Not to mention that he will be oppressed to death by the formation here, even if he can survive the disaster, I will not let him leave alive." The old man in a civilian smiled faintly.
"Brother Hengyuan, do you really want to save me?" The white-haired old man frowned slightly.
"It seems that you still don't know me enough." The old man in a civilian smiled and was unmoved.
"Swish" At this moment, the white-haired old man didn't talk nonsense, but jumped out of the palace and came to the top of the mountain again.
He looked at Chu Feng, who was stepping on the void, pale and could fall down at any time, frowned, as if he was making a difficult decision.
But in the end, he gritted his teeth, took out a token like a crystal from his arms, threw it at Chu Feng and said, "Let's go."
Seeing this, Chu Feng hurriedly reached out to take it. After the token was bought, the invisible pressure surrounding Chu Feng instantly dissipated, and the disappeared air and mysterious power appeared around Chu Feng again.
At this moment, Chu Feng was extremely ecstatic because he was finally saved. He closed his eyes first and took a few deep breaths of air. For the first time, he felt that breathing was such a comfortable thing.
"Thank you for your help...Senior, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Feng wanted to thank him, but was shocked to find that the white-haired old man had a pale face and a little ugly, and his appearance was very similar to him just now.
"I only have one token, I will give it to you. I will also be oppressed by the formation here." The white-haired old man smiled calmly.
"What? This..." When Chu Feng heard this, he was shocked. He could not have thought that the old man who had met him for the first time and had no contact with him would actually save him at the expense of himself.
This made Chu Feng feel embarrassed. He could see that the owner here was unwilling to save him. It was the old man who made a fuss and gave his protective objects to Chu Feng, but this put him in crisis.
Although Chu Feng wanted to survive, he was unwilling to let such an old man who had first met lose his life because of saving him.
"Chu Feng, hurry up and record the formation in the token. As long as I write it down, I can help you make such a protective token, and you can naturally resist the formation here." At this moment, Dandan's pleasant voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind.
At this moment, Chu Feng suddenly realized and did not dare to hesitate anymore. Instead, he hurriedly instilled his mental power into the crystal-shaped token and studied the formation in the token.
After a while, he suddenly looked up and found that the face of the white-haired old man was getting worse and worse, so he said, "My younger brother Chu Feng, I don't know that the senior brother's surname is honored. I will repay my life-saving grace in the future."
"Ha, it turns out that my friend is Chu Feng? It's a good name." Qi Fengyangqiang squeezed out a smile, but he could not hide his difficult-to-breath pain.
"I will thank you for your kindness in the future. Chu Feng will repay his kindness with actions in the future. Senior, we will have a date later." After saying this, Chu Feng threw the token in his hand towards Qi Fengyang.
"My friend Chu Feng, you..." Qi Fengyang took the token and found that Chu Feng had turned around and left. At this moment, he wanted to catch up, but he was unable to control the air, but he was powerless.
"This kid is a little bit strong, but that's fine. If he doesn't return my protective token to you, I will take it back in person. It's better for him to hand it over it on his own initiative than if I slaughter him."
And at this moment, a faint laugh sounded, and the old man in a civil-clothed dress with a crane-haired and young face appeared silently beside Qi Fengyang, but he was not standing on the mountain, but standing in the air.