Yuyi suddenly looked at Ling Xiao in surprise, as if he had seen a ghost: "How is it possible! It only took you half an hour to cultivate to the first level of primitive power?"
It's easy to identify how strong the aura of primitive power is.
Especially when there is a breakthrough, it is easier to see.
Yuyi was right next to Lingxiao, so he could naturally see everything clearly.
Everyone practices together.
They didn't even touch the door, and Ling Xiao had already broken through the first level of primitive power.
"It's just luck!"
Ling Xiao said calmly.
"luck!"
Yuyi smiled bitterly, geniuses always like to describe excellence as luck.
"By the way, can I set up the holy pattern array now?"
Ling Xiao asked.
"I'm afraid not."
Yuyi shook his head and said: "If you want to deploy the holy pattern formation in the primitive land, you must at least cultivate your primitive power to the third level. Unfortunately, there are very few warriors at the third level, and no formation mage can reach it, so
That’s why this embarrassing situation occurred.”
"I'll try!"
Ling Xiao walked over and used his primitive power to draw the sacred pattern.
The next moment, the eyes of Yuyi and others almost popped out of their heads.
"It's...successful!"
Simply unbelievable.
Ling Xiao actually successfully drew the sacred pattern.
"As expected."
Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "I can only draw a single holy pattern and cannot form a formation. Let's continue practicing."
He returned to his original place and continued to practice his primitive power.
The two old men in Yuyi and Nishang were so shocked that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
What a joke, other warriors cannot draw a single holy pattern even if they reach the second level.
What kind of monster is this guy?
In this way, seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
Ling Xiao stood up again.
"Stop shocking people, okay? In seven days, the second level of primitive power? You don't want people to live anymore?"
Hagoromo was about to cry.
Not only Ling Xiao's raw power has been promoted to the second level.
The original power of Xue Xue and Yaoxiang has also been promoted to the first level.
These three people are all monsters.
Although Ling Xiao is the weirdest.
But the results of these two women are probably not much worse than the best results.
Rumor has it that there were two young men in the primitive land, one named Long Chen and the other Jin Yan. It took them two days to master the first level of primitive power.
Then, it took a month to master the second level of primitive power.
Although it is not comparable to the monster Ling Xiao, it is still much more powerful than Xue Xue and Yaoxiang.
If Yuyi knew that the two were Ling Xiao's good brothers, I wonder what his expression would be like at this moment?
"It's strange, it's been seven days, why don't we see people from the upper world coming to attack?"
Ling Xiao stopped practicing.
He discovered that every time the primitive power increased by one level, the difficulty of subsequent cultivation would increase tenfold.
So I decided to stop for a while and there was no rush anyway.
Because I don’t know when the upper world will attack, I can’t practice with peace of mind.
Seven days is a long time.
"I don't know. Logically speaking, according to what Gao Shun said, there are black-robed men in the upper world to help us. They are stronger than us in terms of numbers and combat power. As long as they attack unremittingly, they will kill us all sooner or later.
Went out."
Yuyi said.
"Maybe it's because the mist is coming."
An old man spoke.
"Yes, it is probably affected by the mist. When the mist comes, no matter how strong the opponent is, if they cannot capture the stronghold, they will be the last to die."
Another old man also nodded.
"So, after the mist ends, the life and death of this stronghold will be at stake?"
Ling Xiao frowned and said nothing more, but tried to arrange the holy pattern array.
This time, it actually succeeded. Although it was just a simple formation, it was definitely better than no formation at all.
However, he didn't say anything about it, because it was unclear whether this formation would be useful at a critical moment, and he couldn't give others unreliable hopes.
Although most people think that it will be safe before the arrival of the mysterious fog, the vigilance has not been relaxed.
After all, this is the last stronghold they have left. If something happens, Baimang Mountain will be handed over to others.
I just hope that during this period, experts will come to help, so that they can be safe.
A few more days passed, and the holy pattern array deployed by Ling Xiao had enveloped the entire city.
Although it is not as good as the large formations set up outside, having this kind of formation here can still be effective at critical times.
At this time, the reinforcements did not arrive, but the mist did.
There is a light mist in the air.
This is the scene before the mist falls.
Everyone couldn't help but feel a little desperate.
If no reinforcements arrive before the mist comes, they will lose any hope after the mist.
It's dead here, but it's really dead.
After all, it’s not a calamity pit.
"Damn, why is this happening!"
Some people are very upset.
So trapped here.
"If I had known that no one would come to save me, I might as well have given up here early. It's better now, I'm trapped in the mist and can't leave even if I want to."
Some people are angry because there are no reinforcements and because they feel that they have been abandoned.
Everyone's emotions are unstable.
Some people even started to fight because of a small friction, and the scene was very chaotic.
"Wait, there seems to be someone!"
Suddenly, someone shouted from the top of the city.
In the light mist, some figures can be seen.
"Are the enemies coming?"
Someone became nervous.
"No, he seems to be one of ours, and his breath is very familiar."
Some people shook their heads and even showed a look of ecstasy on their faces.
"Reinforcements have arrived?"
someone asked excitedly.
Despair suddenly turned into hope, even ecstasy.
"No, it's not reinforcements!"
Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "These people should be the remnants of the other two strongholds. They are still alive."
Only when those people got closer could they see clearly.
Everyone has wounds on their bodies and looks gloomy.
"Quick...let us in quickly!"
The people shouted in panic.
"What's wrong with you? Didn't you go out to bring in reinforcements?"
Gao Shun asked.
"Forget it, those damn people from the upper realm blocked all the roads for us to leave the White Python Mountain. Anyone who went out was ambushed. We are lucky to be able to come back alive.
If the mist hadn't risen soon and the warriors from the upper realm weren't willing to take risks, we would all have died."
One person said through gritted teeth.
"It's over, there won't be any reinforcements!"
After hearing this, everyone's hearts fell completely to the bottom.
"I'm afraid that I might die. If I fight with you, I may not lose."
someone yelled.
But such people are only a minority after all. Most of them are low in fighting spirit and depressed at this time, and they have already had the idea of escape.
He even used the mist to escape.
Otherwise, once the mist retreats, they will have no hope of escaping.
Looking at such an atmosphere, Ling Xiao sighed. He had just arrived, and he spoke softly, so he couldn't change anything at all.