Chapter 160: Token Received

Almost every few steps, High Priest Yan Zhan would perform the immortal secret art, and the majestic power of heaven and earth would be integrated into the secret art, blasting large pieces of earth and rocks.

But Gu Xiuyun had already thought of this, so how could he not be on guard against the two high priests?

The array patterns he arranged were all nearly ten feet deep underground, where the resistance was extremely large and could not be easily blasted.

In addition, there were many Jintai priests hidden in the mist, each holding an array flag, repairing the array patterns everywhere under the command of Gu Xiuyun, and arranging array platforms and array flags.

As a large number of array flags were inserted into the ground, the fog in the maze became thicker and thicker, and the coverage area became wider and wider.

"The speed of High Priest Zhenhuang is really fast. He has already walked ten miles away. It seems that this high priest knows something about the array," Gu Xiuyun sensed the changes in the maze, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Senior Quanming, please go there and stop High Priest Zhenhuang. You don't need to do too much, just stop his steps!"

"Okay, I'll rush over immediately." Priest Quanming nodded slightly, holding the array flag and escaping into the depths of the mist.

Soon, there was a violent collision sound in the maze.

In terms of strength, the Quanming priest was naturally inferior to the Zhenhuang priest, but he used the maze to hide his body and attacked from time to time. The Zhenhuang priest could not fight back except trying his best to resist.

The Quanming priest had a very high level of cultivation and understood two intermediate secrets. With a wave of his hand, there was a surging wave.

The Zhenhuang priest had a secret method to protect himself, so he was naturally not afraid, but those Xuanguangtai priests were miserable.

They could not stop the attack of the Quanming priest at all.

So the Zhenhuang priest could only resist with gritted teeth and could not go any further.

"Quan Ming, you are a coward, you only dare to hide in the dark and attack, you are simply a disgrace to Jifeng Country," the High Priest Zhenhuang was furious, "If you have the guts, come out and fight me."

"Are you joking, High Priest Zhenhuang?" A voice came from the depths of the fog, "I am only at the fifth level of cultivation, how can I fight against the High Priest? If High Priest Tu Mang comes in person, I will naturally not be afraid of you."

"Okay, then you call Tu Mang over, I want to ask him, when did Jifeng Country become so insidious and mean?"

"High Priest Zhenhuang, Quan Ming only wants the three veins to gather together and open the main altar together. But he is unwilling to submit to you, so he can only do this. I hope the High Priest will forgive me." Priest Quan Ming replied in a calm voice, "After opening the main altar, I will personally invite the two high priests out and apologize."

"Humph!"

High Priest Zhenhuang snorted coldly and stopped moving forward.

He knew that as long as he tried to break through the formation, Priest Quan Ming would take action.

Now that the other party has not yet used the power of heaven and earth, the High Priest Zhenhuang can protect the Priest Xuanguangtai behind him.

If he really angers Quanming, even if the High Priest Zhenhuang can walk out of the maze alive, the Priest Xuanguangtai behind him will not be left, and all will perish.

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On the other side, High Priest Yan Zhan walked for a long time, but he could not get out of the maze.

Most of the Priest Xuanguangtai behind him were drowsy, and a few of the weaker ones had fallen into a coma and were carried forward by others.

Suddenly, High Priest Yan Zhan stopped.

He looked in front of him, and saw that the pits and stones were scattered on the ground, and there was a sunken pit in the middle, which was seven feet deep.

The stone pit in front of him was clearly caused by his previous palm power. He didn't expect that after walking for a long time, he would return to the original place.

"Could it be that the old man was also affected by the fog and completely lost?" High Priest Yan Zhan frowned.

In terms of strength, he is no less than the High Priest Zhenhuang, but there is no formation book left in Chenhuo.

However, some formations in Jinhuang Country still exist, but no one practices them.

So when faced with the maze, High Priest Yan Zhan had no idea how to crack it.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the depths of the fog.

"High Priest Yan Zhan, you have been walking for a long time, and you must be a little tired. Why not take a rest for a while." A voice came.

"Who is it?"

"I am Hanhua from Jifeng Country, and I am honored to meet the High Priest." The voice came again.

"Young man from Jifeng Country, what do you want to say?" High Priest Yan Zhan suppressed his anger.

"High Priest, you don't know, now High Priest Zhenhuang has agreed to hand over the token of the main altar, and we only need yours to restart the main altar." Priest Hanhua said.

"Nonsense," High Priest Yan Zhan sneered, "With Zhenhuang's temper, it is absolutely impossible to agree to this."

"Not necessarily," Priest Hanhua smiled lightly, "Now High Priest Tu Mang is a guest in Jinhuang Country, and the ancestor Priest Quan Ming is also "waiting" by Zhenhuang's side. If he is unwilling, all the Xuanguangtai priests in the entire Jinhuang Country will perish."

"May I ask High Priest Yan Zhan, compared with

the foundation of a country, what is the token of the main altar?"

"Tu Mang! Quan Ming! You are so cruel!" High Priest Yan Zhan's face turned green.

What Priest Hanhua said was clearly telling him that as long as he did not hand over the token of the main altar, the next country to be destroyed would be Shenhuo Country.

"High Priest Yan Zhan, I advise you to think twice. As long as you hand over the token of the main altar, Shenhuo Country will be safe, but if you insist on not doing it..."

"Enough!"

High Priest Yan Zhan took a deep breath.

"I can hand over the token, but this matter must be discussed in person by Tu Mang or Quan Ming. I don't trust you, a young man." "Thank you, High Priest Yan Zhan." The voice disappeared in the depths of the fog.

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On the other side, after thinking for a while, High Priest Zhenhuang handed over the token of the main altar.

He believed that with the evil spirits from outer space eyeing them, Jifeng Country would never wantonly slaughter the strong men of the two countries at this time.

After all, even if the Jifeng Kingdom obtained the treasures in the main altar, it would not be able to resist the evil spirit sect with its own strength.

"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, Quanming, you are indeed a cut above the rest, I admire you."

The High Priest of Zhenhuang sighed.

"The High Priest of Zhenhuang is too kind, I also needed the guidance of a master to set up this situation." The High Priest of Quanming said indifferently.

"Oh? Who is the master?" The High Priest of Zhenhuang was a little surprised.

What kind of existence would be called a master by the High Priest of Quanming?

With the identity of the High Priest of Quanming, even the three High Priests are not worthy of this title.

"The High Priest will know soon," the High Priest of Quanming took the token and walked into the depths of the fog again, "Speaking of which, if it weren't for him, the invasion of the evil spirits from outer space this time would probably be the end of the Eight Eyes Divine Religion."

"So, he is still the benefactor of the Divine Religion?" The High Priest of Zhenhuang became more and more curious.

Although he was tricked by Jifeng Country, the mood of the High Priest Zhenhuang was not that bad. After all, even if Jifeng Country did not take action, those branch halls would belong to Chenhuo Country.

Priest Quanming walked forward and soon came to the High Priest Yanzhan.

"I am Quanming, and I meet the High Priest Yanzhan!"

"Humph, I am not worthy of the gift from the High Priest Quanming," said the High Priest Yanzhan with a gloomy face, "I am afraid that in the future, I will have to ask the two adults Tu Mang and Quanming to take care of me."