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Chapter 3463 Please enter the urn

However, at this moment, he really couldn't help himself from thinking and delaying.

Those cranes escaped the light very quickly. Even though I tried my best, I couldn't get away. They were about to catch up to me.

As the saying goes, if you keep cutting off things, you will suffer chaos.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence that he had gained nothing from his spiritual consciousness and that the teleportation array was destroyed.

Wangtinglou thought so, gritted his teeth, and flew down like the intact teleportation array.

Then he danced with his hands, and several spells flew out from his sleeves.

Following his movements, a loud "Woo" sound was heard, and a layer of milky white halo surged and thinned from the surface of the teleportation array.

When Tinglou saw it, his face showed a look of great joy, but the next moment, his expression suddenly stiffened.

The milky white light curtain, with runes gushing out from its surface, and the faint flickering of electric light, looked impressive on the surface, but upon closer inspection, it was revealed that the teleportation array had been activated.

On the contrary, someone set an ambush around him, and by chance, he was trapped.

hateful!

Tinglou's expression was extremely ugly. He didn't know that he had stepped into the opponent's trap.

He was anxious, but naturally he refused to sit still and wait for death.

With a flick of his sleeves, a foot-long magic weapon flew out, shining with golden light. There were also wonderful patterns carved on the surface, and a mysterious aura swarmed out.

Jinlan pen!

Lin Xuan's pupils shrank, it was Tinglou's natal treasure, he had seen it before in the human world.

However, things have changed now, and Wangting Tower is no longer what it used to be. Although this golden ink pen is still the same as in the past, it has been re-cultivated through hard work, and countless rare treasures have been added to it. It is so powerful that it has long been

No treasure from the past can be found on his back.

Lin Xuan nodded, and then saw Wang Tinglou reaching out to hold the Jin Lan pen.

A burst of awe-inspiring energy burst out from the surface of the body.

Haoran is upright!

Wangtinglou is quite powerful. As a Confucian cultivator, he has many insights into the cultivation of Haoran's righteousness.

For a moment, the surface of his body was covered with golden flames, and his appearance looked extremely breathtaking.

But for immortal cultivators, good looks are of no use at all. At this moment, Wangtinglou's face was full of anxiety.

He raised his right hand and gently flicked his sleeve, grabbing the golden pen in his palm.

And his left hand was not idle either, as a series of magic formulas were fired from his fingertips.

Following his movements, the surface of the Jinlan pen became haloed, wrapped in golden arcs like dragons, and struck hard towards the light curtain in front.

Lin Xuan was hiding in the dark and couldn't help but nodded. Considering his strength in the distraction stage, the power of this move was really extraordinary.

It's a pity it's of no use.

Wangtinglou's angry blow was powerful, but it was not enough to break the light curtain.

He is still trapped!

Then a swishing sound reached his ears, and several goshawks fled from the sky.

But I saw a flash of inspiration.

Several girls wearing fiery red clothes appeared.

Needless to say, it was transformed from the previous goshawks.

They set up an ambush here, waiting for the moment when Wangtinglou would fall into a trap.

After witnessing all this with his own eyes, Wangtinglou's face naturally became extremely sad.

But what's the point of talking about it now? As the former top master of Tianyun's twelve states, Tinglou's temperament is naturally extremely tough.

Although the situation in front of him was extremely unfavorable, he still would not give up. He clicked the golden pen in his hand wildly, trying to break the prison. Unfortunately, all his efforts were of no use.

Since the other party had already planned it, how could he let him take advantage of it?

The demon girls stood there with smiles and were not anxious at all. One of them even heard a teasing voice: "Uncle, this Zizhu Cloud Formation is a cultivator at the level of transcending tribulations.

, don’t even think about breaking it, so you don’t have to waste your efforts.”

"Sister-in-law," this title made Wangtinglou more and more angry, and Haoran's righteous energy flowed out.

But the girl obviously wasn't talking nonsense. This restriction was indeed very powerful. Wangtinglou tried his best, but still couldn't get out.

The whole process seems complicated, but in fact it only takes a moment.

Later, the crane in the distance also followed here.

But seeing the evil wind taking over, they turned into several beautiful girls.

Wearing white clothes, each of them has an aura of transcendence, worthy of being transformed into a crane.

However, Wangtinglou had no time to admire the beauty, and the expression on his face was as if he was mourning for his heir.

I have been a hero all my life, but why am I going to die here today?

He didn't beg for mercy.

Why do you do useless things to make people laugh when you know it's useless?

Lin Xuan could see clearly at this time that the girl in charge was much more noble and gorgeous, and her cultivation had reached the late stage of distraction.

In terms of evil spirit, it is much stronger than ordinary late-stage monks, and it is almost different from Wangting Tower.

No wonder he kept running away. The opponent was not weak and had so many helpers. If he attacked him, he would be looking for abuse.

Escape was the right choice, but unfortunately, it ended up like this in the end.

Wangtinglou's face looked extremely ugly, but he still didn't give up.

The golden pen in his hand turned into meteors and feathers, blasting against the light curtain.

The leading girl in palace clothes sighed, and actually bowed to the pavilion: "Uncle, please don't waste your efforts. I am here to apologize to you, and please understand our difficulties and follow me back to see the princess.

"

"If I don't go, I won't go even if I die."

Wangtinglou was furious.

That expression made Lin Xuan, who was in the dark, amused and a little surprised at the same time.

Is the fat dragon princess really so scary that she makes Wangtinglou fear her like a tiger? Why does he no longer seek blessings from the Nailong Realm but go to the Yutong Realm?

There were too many doubts, but Lin Xuan was not busy taking action. It was not because of fear, but because for him, the time had not yet come.

Just wait and see what happens before making a decision.

So Lin Xuan was patient and did nothing for the time being.

"Uncle, I'm offended!"

The girl in palace clothes flicked her hair again, and then a small disc appeared in her hand.

A few tricks were played.

The disc became brighter, and following the woman's movements, an incredible scene occurred.

That layer of unusually thick light curtain twisted for a while, and then turned into countless ropes, winding around like a pavilion.

Wangtinglou wanted to hide, but it was of no use and he was soon tied up like a rice dumpling.

His face was full of sadness and anger.

But it can only be called Naihe in vain.

"Walk!"

The leading girl in palace clothes flicked her sleeves, and a treasure in the shape of a pagoda flew out. With a green light, she was about to take the Wangting Tower in. However, at this moment, a long laugh came into her ears, followed closely by
Chapter completed!
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