Chapter 207: Crash into the Dragon Palace

The power of the mind was slowly extending towards the surroundings like a transparent spider web. As it continued to extend, Zhang Chong was also surprised to find that those out-of-body cultivators seemed to be unable to sense it, and they still waved their spiritual weapons as usual to resist the attack of the dragon turtle.

"It seems that the spiritual power of the cultivator is indeed not as powerful as it is!!" Zhang Chong sighed in his heart. It must be known that he is now at the peak of the divine light level. He can only be at the level of the golden elixir, but not at the level of the Nascent Soul level. However, the spiritual power of the cultivator can also be compared with the out-of-body level strong people, and is even stronger than them. It is no wonder that those cultivators and demon cultivators were so wary of the cultivators.

In the initial stage of cultivation, the cultivators are extremely weak and their attack power is not very strong. However, in the middle and late stages, their attack power will be greatly improved. Only at this time will they be the real threat to these immortal cultivators and demon cultivators.

However, if a cultivator wants to cultivate a divine light level like Zhang Chong through many experiences, it will be many times more difficult than practicing to reach the Golden Elixir level. By chance, Zhang Chong can only say that he has great blessings to cultivate to the peak of the divine light level.

After passing through some out-of-body cultivators, Zhang Chong's mental power also gently touched Zhang Qingyang. At this moment, what he felt was not as clear as others, but a hazy feeling like smoke and fog.

At the same time, he also felt Zhang Qingyang's mental power suddenly shrinking, and the feeling of being noticed that Zhang Chong had felt before suddenly disappeared.

"Not good!!" Zhang Chong touched him and knew that Zhang Qingyang's strength was too strong, so he could not use the power of his mind to investigate him at will. He also quickly took back his mind, but he looked calm and did not dare to see any strangeness.

If Zhang Qingyang discovered that he was using his mental power to investigate, it would be extremely dangerous.

At the same time, a mystery rose slowly in Zhang Chong's heart.

"Why did Zhang Qingyang pay attention to him? Could it be that he knows about the Dragon Totem?" Zhang Chong's heart skipped a beat when he thought of this. He pretended not to care and looked at the place where Zhang Qingyang was.

But when he saw Zhang Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, he looked at Yun Mosheng, and he also snorted coldly in his nose. Obviously, he had enough confidence in his own strength and thought that the spying of the power of his mind was done by Yun Mosheng.

Yun Mosheng naturally sensed this malicious gaze, but he didn't care. After all, the two sides were fighting against Mai Mang in this treasure hunt.

Seeing that Zhang Qingyang did not doubt him, Zhang Chong's heart slowly let go. He also took this opportunity to take a good look at the group of people led by Zhang Qingyang. Next to Zhang Qingyang, beside him, there was another out-of-body cultivator. Apart from them, the rest were all Nascent Soul-level cultivators. Zhang Chong also found that among these Nascent Soul-level cultivators, there was a Nascent Soul-level cultivator with not outstanding strength, but he was in a place very close to Zhang Qingyang and another out-of-body cultivator.

Judging from his calm appearance, it is obvious that he does not need to bear too much offensive responsibility, but has other arrangements. This person is very likely to have a deep understanding of Tianmingtu, so during this mission, he was sent to lead the Jin family.

Zhang Chong was thinking slowly in his heart. What he was thinking was right. This person was from the Jin family, and he was not an ordinary person. He was the second son of the Jin family's head in Qinglang Realm, named Jin Shengfeng.

Although the attack of the ninth-level spirit beast dragon turtle was fierce, I didn’t know that it was old and still swore to guard the entrance of the Dragon Palace. It was not a mile away from the entrance of the Dragon Palace. After this wave of bubble attacks, it stood there and stayed for a moment. After seeing that everyone did not dare to approach again, it slowly walked back.

"Hu, Hu~~" Although it was a short attack, it made this wave of people breathe. The attack just now still had a great impact on them.

I didn’t expect that at the entrance of the Dragon Palace, there was a level nine-level spiritual beast dragon turtle guarding here. How should I break in? If I break in, will I encounter a more powerful place?

These questions were like a sharp sword hanging in everyone's hearts, and they couldn't be removed.

And these forty cultivators have been killed so far. It was a coincidence that these two were cultivators under the Xianyang Sect. Because of this, Wang Lingyuan's face became even more ugly.

"If you offended this dragon turtle today, it will definitely be careful to defend itself. At this time tomorrow, we will rush in again." Zhang Qingyang's face returned to his original calm appearance and said lightly.

During this stay, everyone hung on the bottom of the sea, supporting their own light shields and passing by.

On the second day, Zhang Qingyang took the initiative and walked towards the entrance of the Dragon Palace.

The people of Xianyang Sect walked with them, and a group of eighteen people formed a dense array and stood in one place. Zhang Qingyang's cuffs shook, and in an instant, golden light flashed, and the golden cocoon broke out of the air again, hanging slowly above the eighteen people, and then slowly wrapped all the people up.

Through this huge cocoon, you can see the eighteen cultivators among them, each circulating their spiritual power. The spiritual power surrounds the golden giant cocoon, which makes its color even more gorgeous.

After about a stick of incense, Zhang Qingyang heard a low roar. The golden cocoon formed by the eighteen cultivators rushed into the entrance of the Dragon Palace like an arrow.

Just as I rushed into the mouth, I heard a roar like thunder, which was obviously made by the dragon turtle. Then, I saw the light burst out and the bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang.

The violent sound made this area tremble constantly like an earthquake. However, after a few breaths, four or five small objects flew out from the entrance.

The cultivators standing around them, with the previous experience, did not dare to neglect at all, and their bodies were fast and they quickly retreated.

Zhang Chong had sharp eyes. During the retreat, he had discovered four or five small objects. He suddenly discovered that there was no object, and it was clearly the remains of the corpses of the cultivators who rushed in. It seemed that they had been torn into several pieces by the angry dragon turtle.

However, judging from the number of these remaining bodies, there should be only two people killed, and the rest of the cultivators should have taken advantage of this opportunity to rush in smoothly.

Sure enough, the dragon turtle rushed out of the entrance, roared wildly, venting its anger, and countless bubbles rushed towards the cultivators who were still outside.

Fortunately, they avoided it in advance today and were not killed by these attacks.

After retreating for a long distance, the voice of the dragon turtle slowly became low. Yun Mosheng's face was shining with an iron-green light. Obviously, this time Zhang Qingyang took the lead in the Dragon Palace and seized the opportunity, which made him very angry. He stood there and said lightly,

"It seems that the dragon turtle is furious today, and we can't get in anymore. We will go in again tomorrow."

Speaking of this, he didn't say much, but stood cross-legged, with a white light shield surrounding him.

This night is more difficult to sleep than last night.
Chapter completed!