Cang Ming, who combines theories and frauds, is really an old actor, and his performance is even more perfect than Xue Mu expected.

The fake cauldron naturally had no pressure to reject, so he didn't play too easily, so he started to roam. He first went south from Lingzhou to the capital, encountered several waves of blocking on the road, and escaped with extreme "thrillingness". He repeated several times, looking like he was about to enter Beijing. Finally, he found that he really couldn't get in, so he had no choice but to turn and detour the southeast.

After a few waves, Leng Zhu and Yun Qianhuang caught up no matter how slowly they were. In the end, they were already dozens of feet behind him, and they could clearly see the light flow of Zhenshiding Ding.

Cangming seemed to be anxious, turned his head and saw that Leng Zhu had already seen green light on his hands. He seemed to be about to take action. He could no longer wave. Suddenly, he accelerated and jumped into the river in front of him with the man and the tripod.

Leng Zhu and Yun Qianhuang rushed to the front and saw a red river flowing. The breath of the tripod did not go along with the water, but stopped somewhere at the bottom of the river.

"Being a violating person, be careful of fraud." Leng Zhu stopped several elders behind him who wanted to go down the river and ordered: "Go and ask the people nearby, what's going on here?"

People from both sects left in a hurry. After a moment, a larger group of people came. All the disciples and affiliated sects from the two sects who have recently gathered together in various places nearby. Everyone knows that the last time for the competition for the tripod has arrived.

After a while, the people who went to inquire came back and reported: "The nearby towns are saying that recently, people from the court brought some magical war puppets here, I don't know what they are doing."

"It was Ji Qingyuan's plan." Leng Zhuyun Qianhuang, who had preconceived ideas, had no doubts at all. The two of them exerted force almost at the same time, and the water flowed thundered, and an entrance was clearly exposed under the quicksand.

The formation at the entrance has been removed, leaving only the effect of blocking the water flow, and it can hardly stop any strong people. The breath of the Zhenshi Ding came after the entrance, and the location is very clear.

"There must be an ambush inside. This is the plan to use the cauldron as bait and kill our power before taking the cauldron and leaving." Yun Qianhuang judged: "Brother Leng, how dare you explore?"

"Why don't you dare?" Leng Zhu turned his head and ordered: "Those who enter the Tao and above follow me to enter first, and the rest will come after we confirm the scene."

The two sect masters shook at the same time and stepped in the formation, and the strong men under the sects of both sides followed closely behind.

The scene inside the entrance also shocked everyone.

This vast dark red space is not known as the depth or the vastness, as if it has lost the boundary between time and space after entering. Innumerable metals, woods, medicinal materials, war puppet fragments, etc., as well as boxes of large and small circles around the sky, floating leisurely. At the end of your eyes, you can vaguely see the virtual and real cauldron reside in the depths, but you can't see Cangming.

What they didn't know was that Cangming didn't come in at all, and threw the cauldron in and slipped away along the river, completely completing his mission.

What is hidden here is Xiaoye. There is a simple hidden magic array at the deepest point, with faint eyes in the center of the magic array, quietly watching the arrival of these powerful people.

Of course, in the eyes of the two sects, the only thing that arranged this place was the imperial court. The metal wood and the fragments of the dolls were verified by what the residents here said, and they were very construed.

But they have specialized in art, and they don’t know much about formations, and they don’t know what this floating thing means.

On the surface, it did not look dangerous. However, all the people present were strong, and their sense of crisis was still relatively sensitive. They knew that there would be something tricky when floating. Everyone slowly walked through the space and slowly moved forward towards the cauldron. No one touched anything for the time being. Even if they passed by something, they would carefully avoid it.

Wu Ye knew that no matter how careful they were, it would be useless... When they started fighting for the tripod, everything would be irreversible.

In fact, as they got closer to the tripod, the atmosphere of the two sects gradually began to become more and more strange. When they were chasing Cangming before, they were still very cooperative. Even if they arrived here and saw the tripod, both sides were still very friendly, looking forward and backward together... But as they walked, the two sects unconsciously had a clear distinction, and they were nervous about guarding against each other and taking action at any time. Even the blind man could see it.

About three meters away from the tripod, Leng Zhu and Yun Qianhuang took action at the same time.

It was not about snatching the cauldron, but about hitting the other party at the same time.

At the same time, the two sects also collectively unsheathed their weapons and collided directly.

With a "bang" attack, Leng Zhu and Yun Qianhuang each took a step back. Before they could even speak up, their faces changed at the same time.

An extremely cold and terrifying feeling enveloped the whole body, as if there was a vortex on the top of the head, and his soul was being violently pulled away from his body by an incomparable powerful suction force.

The two were shocked and said in unison: "The ancient formation of greed and jealousy! Stop and concentrate and calm down!"

But it was too late. Not everyone was empty, not everyone had their soul control. Soon, two powerful people in the sect screamed "ah" and rolled on the ground with their heads in their arms. The rest could bear the blue face and white lips, and they were fighting against the terrifying soul absorption with all their strength.

Leng Zhu and Yun Qianhuang forcibly suppressed their souls and quickly went over to help the strong men of this sect suppress it, but the wailing on the ground stopped quickly, and several people had already become empty in their eyes and became a soulless shell.

The dark red aura rotates in the air and disappears. Negative emotions spread in the air. Greed, anger, ignorance, and anger spreads freely, as if the evil ghosts are in hell.

Before the two of them could close the situation, a crowd suddenly emerged at the entrance. The two sects who had not come in before heard the sound of fighting and rushed in in one go. In the blink of an eye, there were crowds of people, and some people squeezed into the formation directly, with a box in front of him, and he grabbed it: "Huh... heaven... heaven-level martial arts?"

The crowd exploded and rushed up, and the moment they grabbed the boxes and treasures were chaotic.

The sound of soul wailing resounded through the dark red space.

"No!" The two sect leaders shouted angrily: "Stop all!"

The strong men who had barely resisted the soul absorption before immediately cooperated with the sect leader to stabilize the situation, but in the end they could not stop the greed of the human heart at that moment. When the sector who had not had time to take action was confined to the outside, the corpses that had already lie all over the ground on the ground were all intact, and only the bodies were left.

Just in one breath... At most, the disciples had died nearly half of them.

Leng Zhu gasped violently, looked at the corpses of the sects in pain, and slowly turned to look at the tripod.

"Did you feel it? Brother Yun..." Leng Zhu closed his eyes in pain: "This is the breath of the Qiankun Cauldron... it is not the Void and Real Cauldron at all! Cang Ming went to the capital many times, probably for this... the real Void and Real Cauldron is probably already in the palace."

"Fuck... Kun Ding?" Yun Qianhuang opened his mouth wide, his chest fluttered violently. It took him a long time to angrily smash the mountain village tripod and roared to the sky: "Ji Qingyuan! I'll fuck your grandma!"

"Ah!" The extreme anger and regret made the souls of the two sect masters fall into a strong vortex again. The two tried their best to rush out with their heads in their arms: "Retreat all! Go!"

"Boom!" The two sects flew along the river in a panic, and each knelt on the riverside in pain. The casualties this time were not too great. The two sects who entered the formation first were not easily destroyed by the formation, but two or three sects died of their souls who were not very stable in their normal spiritual practice. As for the disciples who entered later, they only lost nearly half of the damage in one breath. This kind of fault loss cannot be easily accepted by a sect leader.

What I am most angry about is that I do not die in battle, but in shameless conspiracy!

"Ji Qingyuan!" Leng Zhu squeezed the soil by the river hard: "New and old hatreds, I will settle with you sooner or later! Wait for me!"

At this moment, countless negative auras of two powerful people gathered in the depths of the ancient formation, floating around, slowly becoming a spiral, rotating around a small figure, absorbing it, and the figure gradually became bigger and slender.

Xiaoye slowly opened his eyes, let out his last breath of turbid air, looked down at his disheveled body, and muttered: "I think I am more beautiful than Qin Wuye."
Chapter completed!