"I'm curious, who gave you the courage to lie in front of the ancestor of the Transformation God? Or do you mean that you don't know the horror of the Transformation God at all? Huh?" Fairy Baihua's voice got louder and louder, and in the end she was even more shocked.
The elder was in a trance.
Without further ado, he handed Elder Mo over to Ancestor Han Dao directly, "It's up to you to search for souls." Ancestor Han Dao, who was still suspicious at first, glanced at Fairy Baihua in surprise.
Could it be that Elder Mo really dared to lie to the Ancestor of Transformation God?
The two god-forming ancestors did not care about the thoughts of other sects at this time. As long as they could get clues about the matter, even these sects would agree to their approach!
"Elder Mo, I think it's better for you to cooperate, so that you still have a chance to survive. But if you don't cooperate and let me forcibly search for souls, the consequences will be dire!"
At this time, Han Dao Ancestor still had a smile on his face, but this smile looked so scary in Elder Mo's eyes.
Elder Mo swallowed hard, his whole body was under control. He couldn't even self-destruct, so he could only say with a forced smile: "Cooperate, cooperate, I will definitely cooperate."
"Well, okay, I will pay attention." Han Dao Ancestor nodded with satisfaction.
Then he grabbed Elder Mo's head with one hand, and the majestic consciousness surged out and instantly invaded Elder Mo's sea of consciousness.
"Ah!!" Elder Mo's pitiful howl resounded throughout Tianduan Mountain. Even though he consciously cooperated, the pain of searching for souls still made him unbearable and he screamed out.
His face was distorted, and his whole body was shivering uncontrollably. Everyone in the other sects watching felt a chill.
After a while, Han Dao Ancestor released Elder Mo and sent the fainted Elder Mo to Qiu Pengzu's side with a wave of his hand, "I'm sorry, Pavilion Master Qiu."
Qiu Pengzu, with a livid face, caught Elder Mo and checked it out. He was relieved in his heart. There was no big problem. It would take some time to cultivate and he would be fine.
Then he put Elder Mo aside and looked at the Han Dao Ancestor.
Ancestor Handao shook his head and said in disappointment: "He doesn't know."
All the sects frowned and looked at Ancestor Han Dao. I really don’t know? But Qiu Pengzu’s face looked as if he had been poisoned, and it was frighteningly dark.
Fairy Baihua stared at Ancestor Handao, judging whether his words were true or false. If Elder Mo didn't know, why did he leave in a hurry?
Ancestor Han Dao glanced around, looked at Baihua Palace and Xuanyuan Sect with interest and said, "But I do know another thing."
Bu Shan, the leader of the Xuanyuan Sect, was surprised and said, "I don't know what it is? Is it related to my Xuanyuan Sect?"
Venerable Lan and Fairy Baihua also showed doubts.
"He attacked Mei Feng and the disciples of your Xuanyuan Sect in the secret realm. And he failed, and was forced out by Qi Fan of your Xuanyuan Sect." Han Dao Ancestor said with a smile.
He glanced at everyone and then said: "It must be that the time for the secret realm is approaching, and he is afraid that the matter will be exposed, so he is leaving in a hurry. After all, Fairy Baihua is here."
Jiang Fei, the leader of Lieyang Sect, suddenly looked at Zhuifeng Pavilion with a playful smile.
Qiu Pengzu was no longer in the mood to talk. He even wondered if this secret realm was the bane of his Zhuifeng Pavilion?
He threw Elder Mo out with his hand. "From now on, Elder Mo is no longer the elder of Zhuifeng Pavilion. You can do whatever you want."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and sat there, out of sight!
Bu Shan caught Elder Mo and said to Fairy Baihua: "Fairy, do you see?"
"Kill him." Baihua Fairy said indifferently, not even thinking of taking a look.
Immediately, Bu Shan directly hit Elder Mo on the forehead with his palm, directly cracking his sea of consciousness, and he lost his hand and threw it on the mountain.
Poor Elder Mo did not leave Tianduan Mountain until his death.
In the secret cave, Qi Fan had a dream. It was a battlefield. On the battlefield, he was wearing a battle armor and holding a strange weapon, killing everyone in a strange space.
No one could stop him wherever he went, and the battle was a river of blood and corpses everywhere.
However, the blurry enemies in front of him seemed to be endless, and there were fewer and fewer comrades around him. Many comrades were spilled on the spot, and more and more friends were seen dying one after another.
Unable to help but burst into tears, he could only try his best to wave the strange weapon in his hand to kill one enemy after another.
When Qi Fan wanted to see clearly where they were and who was fighting, he couldn't see clearly.
Then he felt that the battlefield was getting farther and farther away from him...
‘No!’ A shout rang out in the cave. Qi Fan suddenly sat up, a tear unconsciously flowing from the corner of his eyes. It was so cold.
The next moment, Qi Fan covered his head and groaned in pain. Fortunately, the pain did not last long.
After a while, Qi Fan gasped and shook his head. As all consciousness returned, his eyes gradually became clear.
‘Xinghuo Zhenjun? Taiyang Realm? Wanfa Sect! Dongxu Monk!’ As the memories grew more and more, Qi Fan’s eyes became weirder and weirder.
Muttering to himself, 'The great monk in the Dongxu realm failed to seize his body?'
Then he laughed and said, 'This True Lord Xinghuo is so unlucky that he was killed by a guy like me who is in the liquid condensation stage. It's really sad.'
I looked around and saw that there was no light. I guessed that I was still in the cave. Then my spiritual consciousness swept out, and a touch of surprise appeared in my eyes.
My spiritual consciousness has increased several times. Before, my spiritual consciousness could only be tens of meters at most, but now it can reach hundreds of meters!
The entire cave is covered by his own spiritual consciousness!
By the way! There is also the box. I walked to the place where the previous formation was in two steps and frowned slightly. The formation had been damaged, but there was only a round jade pendant in the box with many patterns engraved on it.
Picking up the jade pendant, Qi Fan suddenly felt warm all over his body and looked at it carefully. Is this the Yun Shen Jade?
According to the memory of True Monarch Xinghuo, this Yushen Jade can nourish the soul, so it should be stronger in nourishing spiritual consciousness, right?
Moreover, there is a fifth-level spirit gathering array above. Currently, this spirit gathering array is more effective for me.
Qi Fan happily put the jade pendant into his arms and looked for a rope to tie around his neck when he returned.
Then he remembered something and rushed out of the cave. According to True Lord Xinghuo's memory, the central mountain was a trap.
A trap composed of the entire mountain as the base, rocks and vegetation as points, and bright spirit fruits as bait! The four-way spirit formation formation!
Everyone in the formation will have their spiritual power devoured by the formation. After all their spiritual power is devoured, they will be nothing but flesh and blood and bones. In the end, nothing will be left, no real bones left!
And although this formation does not have the means to actively attack, it cannot be attacked. Whether it is martial arts or spells, all will be absorbed by the formation and turned into its own power, thus making the devouring power stronger!
To activate this formation, you only need to kill the third-level monster guarding the Mingling Fruit, the Thousand-Change Monster Lizard!
This is not difficult for the many elders of the sect who came in this time. I can only hope that the elders can detect something.
Qi Fan looked up at the mountain in the center and hurried over as quickly as possible.
At the foot of the mountain, two days had passed since the elders attacked the formation.