radiothebook Chapter 82 Teleportation Open
Chapter 82 Teleportation Open
"How is this possible? An attack of that level is enough to kill a strong person in the Magic Aspect Realm!"
"I see, he must have prepared the spiritual weapon to control this sea of springs, it must be like this!"
"What formed the black light cocoon?"
"Everyone, don't panic! Hold on for a little longer, and the teleportation formation will soon be activated."
"..."
The loud yells from all over the place fell into Mu Feng's ears one by one.
In fact, when the water dragon besieged him just now, every move, word and deed of the people here was within his perception.
He saw Xu Sheng's anxiety when he came to rescue him.
I also saw the actions of the Hundred Ghosts and Demon League to intercept the opponent.
In addition, the two Nascent Soul cultivators who were spared by him before, both of them showed joy when they saw themselves being attacked by Quanhai.
He even cupped his fists and laughed towards Cui Ning.
"At first I didn't want to cause more trouble, but there was nothing I could do. I wanted to let go of my life, but some people were eagerly looking forward to my death."
With a soft sigh in his heart, Mu Feng looked sideways at Cui Ning.
The eyes of the two collided in mid-air.
Cui Ning's heart trembled violently, and he felt a chill grow up his back.
"The two fellow Taoists of the Hundred Ghosts League, please help me and join hands to deal with this monster!"
"Otherwise, we will only end up being defeated by him one by one!"
Almost at the same moment when Cui Ning yelled.
The two Nascent Soul Realm monks from the Hundred Ghosts Demon League have moved in unison.
None of them are rookies who have just entered the rivers and lakes.
Naturally, he knew better than anyone else that his previous actions had formed an endless bond with his opponent.
And the opponent's swordsmanship is superb, and no one can resist it with just one of them.
For the current plan, the only way out is to work together!
The teleportation array in the Valley of the Dead has entered the countdown.
As long as he can grit his teeth and survive this catastrophe, after going out, there are plenty of ways to find revenge on the other party.
Mu Feng could clearly understand the calculations in their minds.
So, this time, he couldn't let his rival get out alive!
It is not very difficult to kill the opponent. Mu Feng can come up with two solutions if he thinks about it casually.
One is to kill everyone here.
This method is actually the safest, because the dead will never reveal their secrets.
Another way is to only kill those who deserve to be killed.
This method will be more troublesome, and Mufeng has to bear the risk of information leakage.
The teleportation fluctuations in the Valley of the Dead are becoming more and more obvious.
Just when he was weighing it up, there was already a suction explosion above the sky.
Mu Feng's expression was slightly stern, he straightly raised his arm, and slashed out with a sword!
Immediately, with the help of the dazzling flash of the sword light, he punched forward again.
"Cangyan Fiendish Dragon Break!"
With the resounding sound in his heart, his first attack of Xuantian Ancient Sword has already landed on the protective shields of the other three.
Sword light filled the air.
The sound of gold and iron clanging is deafening!
The sea, which was already turbulent, suddenly set off a furious wave.
In the roar of the thunderstorm, Cui Ning's sharp voice pierced and spread towards the sea in all directions!
"It's useless! As a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm, your sword energy can't break through the joint protection of the three of you."
"Let's wait and see, before long, you will definitely regret your trip to the Valley of the Dead!"
The indomitable Jianmang seems to have reached a stalemate with the cooperation of three Nascent Soul Realm experts and several corpse puppets.
No matter what they can't break through their last layer of spiritual power mask.
And at this moment, the transmission channel suddenly opened.
Beams of light descended from the sky and landed on all the monks.
Between the ripples and fluctuations in the space, everyone felt the familiar dizziness immediately.
The body also gradually disappeared in the power of teleportation.
Most people in the Quanhai area breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.
Even teams that have never participated in this battle are all the same.
It is true that the warring parties are too vigorous.
If one is not paying attention, he is also easily accidentally injured by the aftermath of the battle.
It's still as good as it is now.
As long as they are teleported to the outside world, they can fight as they like.
Even if the sky is pierced, it will not threaten his own safety.
That's what everyone was thinking.
Just as he was about to leave this area, a loud and vigorous dragon chant suddenly reverberated.
The dragon chant seemed to explode in everyone's minds, making everyone's souls unstable.
At the same time, the monk's heart-piercing screams rang in his ears.
Faintly, there seemed to be Cui Ning's voice!
But at this moment, everyone has entered the teleportation.
They couldn't be sure at all whether what they felt and heard just now was illusory or real?
And the moment when the dragon chant sounded, did that terrifying wave that seemed to be able to crush the world ever exist?
If it exists, where did it come from?
All kinds of questions gathered in everyone's minds, and no answers could be found.
About 1 minute passed by.
All living monks appeared on the edge of the outer basin.
At this moment, the outline of the Valley of the Dead has disappeared in the center of the basin.
There are only mysterious fluctuations that confirm the history that has just passed away.
At this time, someone suddenly began to scream.
"Where are Elder Wang and the others? Why weren't they sent out?"
This voice was full of shock and fear.
So much so that when it spread in all directions, everyone could clearly hear the trembling within that voice line.
The person who spoke was a disciple of the Hundred Ghosts Demon League.
At this time, he was holding on to the collar of another fellow student, and roared: "Speak up! Are you deaf or dumb?"
The monk who was asked by him also trembled all over: "I don't know!"
"The Spring Mountain is divided into a false realm and a real realm. The three elders entered the real realm through special banners. We have been staying in the colorful pool all the time."
"We really don't know anything, the elders will be fine! They are all Nascent Soul Realm experts!"
On the side of the Hundred Ghosts League, the disciples were in a mess.
They really want to grab every monk here and ask them about it.
But right now there is no Elder Nascent Soul in the team, and the disciples only dare to hang around in the nest.
And the other teams who are not qualified to enter the real Quanshan are happy to watch the show from the sidelines.
It was not sent out, which can only explain one fact.
The three Nascent Soul Elders of the Hundred Ghosts Sha League must have died!
If it weren't for the inappropriate timing of such good news, many people would even want to raise their arms and cheer.
Amidst the hustle and bustle, there is also an area that has always remained quiet.
It was around where Mufeng was.
The monks who were with him just now in the Quanshan area, the destinations teleported at this moment are all not far from him.
Naturally, everyone saw that Cui Ning and the elders of the Hundred Ghosts League were not teleported out.
Not only them, but also the two teams that had previously attacked Mufeng disappeared.
In other words, these people were all forcefully killed halfway through the teleportation.
Combined with all the things that happened in the realm of Spring Mountain.
An obvious but unbelievable answer is already in everyone's mind!