He died in a massacre.

But now, his death is worthless.

Ling Yun and Pei Yuanqing didn't even look at him, as if the person who died was not a powerful Poxu person, but just a wild dog.

This can also be seen that Ling Yun and Pei Yuanqing's mentality is different from ordinary people.

At this moment, Ling Yun had reached the forbidden area in the center of the hall.

This restriction was indeed not simple. Ling Yun could tell at a glance that it was a Saint Yuan level restriction.

With such a restriction, no wonder Xue Tang and others have been unable to crack it after spending so long.

But to Ling Yun, this restriction is nothing.

Not to mention, most of this restriction has been cracked by Xue Tang and others through hard work, leaving only the last small part.

Ling Yun walked over and broke the last restriction without any effort.

"I didn't expect Brother Ling to have such high attainments in formations."

Pei Yuanqing said in surprise.

"It's nothing. I can crack it so quickly simply because Xue Tang and others have almost cracked the restriction."

Ling Yun smiled.

"I see."

Pei Yuanqing had no doubts and said with a smile: "No wonder Xue Tang looked like he was about to be mad to death before. Seeing that he was almost done, but we blocked him. He didn't vomit blood because of his anger. This is considered a strong psychological quality."

Then, both of their eyes were fixed on the mask in the center of the hall.

"Brother Ling is the one who broke the restriction. This mask belongs to you, Brother Ling."

Pei Yuanqing said decisively.

Hearing this, Ling Yun admired Pei Yuanqing even more.

He believed that from Pei Yuanqing's perspective, it was impossible not to know that this mask was of extraordinary value.

Anyone else would be greedy and even compete with him for treasures.

It's impossible to fall out over this.

But Pei Yuanqing didn't hesitate at all, and there was no greed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!