"It's definitely safe near the center of the formation. There are elders from the Golden Core nearby, so it's better than the rest of us staying together."
In fact, Jiao Long's reason was a bit far-fetched, but everyone in the Yin Ling Sect was in panic at the moment, and they couldn't make up their minds at all. After thinking about it, they agreed to Jiao Long's plan.
Under the guise of searching for Muchen, they rushed all the way to the sect's main formation.
At this moment, everyone in the Yinling Sect is in panic, and most of them are idle and just wandering around.
The system of Yinling Sect determines that the moral level of these people will not be very high.
Basically, they are all candidates who will pay for it if my fellow Taoists are in trouble, or run away if the sect is in trouble.
Jiao Long looked at all this with cold eyes, and he suddenly felt that he had made a right decision.
The group of people arrived at the center of the formation, which was the back mountain of the Yin Ling Sect.
As soon as you enter here, all your vision is blocked by a thick fog.
This is the first line of defense of the Formation Eye, the Phantom Mist Formation.
A team of twenty people gathered together and moved slowly in the thick fog.
This is when a powerful voice suddenly came from the thick fog.
"If you don't go searching the mountains for traces of the little thief, what are you going to do here?"
Everyone immediately looked at Jiao Long with complaining eyes.
This is all your bad idea!
It's better now, let the elders find out.
Jiao Long walked out of the crowd and said respectfully into the mist:
"Elder, I just saw a sneaky person appearing near the back mountain. I was worried that it was the thief, so I came here to search."
The elder said coldly:
"How did the sect leader notify him? When he saw this person, he immediately alerted him and summoned people. If you really saw that guy, would you still dare to follow him?"
Jiao Long answered neither humble nor arrogantly: "We are just not sure, so we came to search."
The elder was silent for a while and then said: "Then just wait and warn around here. If you find anything wrong, immediately raise the alarm loudly!"
To be honest, the elders are also afraid.
Just now, the sect leader called away the other elder who was guarding the formation through a transmission note, leaving him alone here.
And when he heard that Muchen had just killed a late-stage Jindan, he naturally felt a little weak.
It just so happens that these disciples are used as minefields, so that they can be prepared whether they want to fight or run away.
The Yinling Sect disciples just breathed a sigh of relief and began to patrol the back mountain in a pretentious manner.
Jiao Long suddenly said: "Who is it?"
Then he rushed out and disappeared into the mist.
All the Yinling Sect disciples immediately panicked and looked at each other, but no one dared to go out to help.
"Go to the elders! Quick! Go to the elders!"
Li Chong shouted, and everyone ran towards the depths of the mist, calling for the elders as they ran.
"The little thief is here?"
The elders guarding the formation were also shocked. They were really afraid of what might happen!
"Don't panic! Everyone is ready to fight the enemy! I will notify the others right away!"
But after all, the Formation Eye is the foundation of a sect's defensive strength, and he still can't give it up so easily.
After sending out a transmission note, the elder decided to go through a few moves with Muchen first.
The Yinling Sect disciples only saw a road suddenly opened up in the thick fog, and then an old man with a white beard walked out of it.
"I've met the elder!"
All the disciples immediately saluted.
"Who said that little thief came? Why didn't my consciousness find anyone?"
The elder asked with a serious face.
"It's Jiao Long. That kid said he saw a figure and then chased him out... It's strange that this kid has always been afraid of death, so why is he so brave today."
Li Chong also noticed something was wrong.
At this moment, everyone suddenly heard the sound of something rolling on the ground.
They searched for a while, and an iron ball about the size of a fist rolled out of the fog in front of them.
And there was a note on the iron ball with the words "Don't touch me" written on it.
"What is this, why have I never seen it before? It looks so weird..."
"Could this be the magic weapon that Muchen uses to unleash heavenly punishment?"
"Go back! Go back!"
All the disciples panicked and took a dozen steps back, howling like ghosts.
The expression of the elder guarding the formation changed, but he acted much calmer than these disciples.
He kept a dozen steps away from the iron ball, and then swept the iron ball with his spiritual consciousness.
"Strange, I don't feel any spiritual energy contained in this iron ball, but why do I always feel a sense of fear in my heart?"
The elder thought for a while and decided not to touch the iron ball for the time being until the sect master and his senior brothers arrived.
Outside the thick fog, Jiao Long was running frantically after Muchen. He asked questions as he ran.
"Is that enough? I've already run ten miles away!"
Muchen, who was running in front, was running the Ten Thousand Life Technique to heal himself, while he kept vomiting blood.
There was nothing he could do, he had already exceeded the limit of his body just by getting here.
Everyone in the Yinling Sect is now in a period of deterrence. When they come to their senses and start searching for him in an organized and planned way, he will never be able to escape.
Fortunately, Muchen had just arrived at the back mountain and saw Jiao Long who had taken the opportunity to sneak out. He asked Jiao Long to help him throw the nuclear bomb in. After adjusting his breathing for a while, he immediately started to escape with Jiao Long.
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"Talk less! The further you run, the safer you will be."
Muchen silently calculated the distance in his heart, and did not stop until he ran more than twenty miles.
Jiao Long gasped and said with red eyes:
"If your magic weapon can't break through the formation's eyes, then we both will definitely die! Success or failure depends on this, fellow Taoist!"
Muchen took out the nuclear bomb detonator and found that it was indeed sensitive. It seemed that the worst thing had not happened, and no stupid young man put it into the storage bag.
"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Jiao, your eyes have been opened today. It allows you to see what technology and ruthless work are!"
Muchen's eyes turned cold and he pressed the button.
Jiao Long looked in the direction of the formation's eye in confusion.
The next moment he let out a scream and raised his hands to cover his eyes!
What a piercing light it was!
Although Jiao Long only glanced at this light, at that moment, he was very clear in his heart.
Wherever this light arises, there is destruction!
Wherever this light shines, there must be death!
It took a while for the sound and shock wave to arrive after the light.
Just as Jiao Long opened his eyes full of tears, he vomited another mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
Fortunately, the shock wave was already exhausted and did not cause secondary damage to him.
"Holy shit, what on earth did you do?"
Jiao Long's mind went blank, but he still wanted to get up when he went to see it for the third time.
He saw a scene he would never forget.
A giant mushroom!
Muchen wore the sunglasses that matched the nuclear bomb and finished admiring the nuclear explosion, and then patted Jiao Long, who was already sluggish.
"Let's go quickly, the sect's formation has been broken, we can fly!"