Chapter 2875 Phoenix (Twenty-Two)
The illusion is huge, but for a cultivator, it is not worth mentioning.
If Destiny can overcome many dangers and formations, naturally everyone is qualified to snatch this treasure that can make visions fall from the sky.
At this moment, it was Ling Yichuan who was inseparable from everyone.
He was the one with intact clothes and the least injuries among the group of people.
And he was almost approaching the treasure box in the middle of the formation.
"Another one who wants to die?! I am determined to get this thing today. Anyone who is not afraid of death can go ahead!"
"Hahahaha, who is afraid of you? The winner is king, so let's talk about it with strength!"
"Stop talking nonsense and look at the sword!"
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Su Kui blinked. Wow, these people are so irritable. They already drew their swords at each other if they disagreed.
She was extremely fast and closed her fan. The fan bones collided with the sword blade, creating countless sparks. With a gentle push, she pushed the person dozens of meters away, and a deep ravine was carved in the snow under her feet.
"Would you like to come together?"
There are restrictions in the illusion, and those powerful people who are about to become immortals cannot enter at all. Those who can enter the illusion are all carefully selected elites of the sects, and their cultivation levels are all suppressed. There are very few magic tricks that can be used in actual combat. .
Therefore, even the tactics used by Ling Yichuan were only human sea tactics. Among them, their sect had the largest number of people. Working together, it would be easy to achieve the goal.
"Don't be too arrogant, kid!"
Ling Yichuan was only sixteen years old at this time. His features were clear and his white robe was stained with a lot of blood, but he did not look embarrassed at all. He shook his head and stopped those around him from speaking harshly, "Brother, don't be impulsive!"
Which one of you here made it here safely from so many monks on your own? It’s not all about relying on the people in the sect to fight and protect them all the way to successfully reach the destination.
But the young man in red clothes in front of him looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was holding a bone fan in his hand. The bones of the fan were made of unknown materials. The bones were white, but there was a faint dark red in them, just like in hell. The blooming flowers on the other side look like different colors and are particularly strange.
"Young Master must have come here for this thing, but there is only one treasure, but so many people want it. Do you really want to fight to the death?"
When he came out, the leader gave a death order. Ling Yichuan must bring this thing back to the sect, and it must not fall into the hands of other sects.
A rare magic weapon that is rare to find once in ten thousand years. Obtaining it can take the sect to a higher level.
Ling Yichuan's eyes sparkled, and he looked at Su Kui with burning eyes.
"Then let's do it." After Su Kui said this, he tiptoed and quickly rushed towards Lingyichuan. He was startled. When he reacted, he turned his head to avoid the vital point, only to find that the hair on his temples was forcibly cut by the fan. It was cut, leaving a shallow wound on his cheek.
There was a burning sensation at the wound, and the skin on his face twitched uncontrollably.
"Yichuan!"
"Junior brother, how are you?!"
A group of people were led by Ling Yichuan. Before they came out, they were told by the leader that they must protect Ling Yichuan's safety. Seeing that he was also injured now, they couldn't help but put away their contempt for Su Kui.
This person is not simple.
Su Kui was now standing in front of the formation. She squinted her eyes and looked at the box in the middle. The formation seemed ordinary, but as soon as a living creature approached, the formation immediately changed, and the strong winds in it flew everywhere, like blades as thin as cicada wings. , as long as you go in, you will definitely be cut into pieces.