Chapter 556 Falling Into a Trap

The reason why there are so many spiritual medicines in this canyon is because a spiritual gathering array is set up here. Although this place is not difficult to find, people will come here every time the Tongtian Tower is opened.

However, three hundred years have passed since the last opening, which is enough for most of the spiritual medicines here to mature. Song Qingming and his team happened to come earlier this time, so they picked up this bargain.

"Friend Zhao, should we go directly to the third floor next, or stay on the second floor to look for spiritual objects first?" After distributing these spiritual medicines, the somewhat excited Qingluo Zhenren asked again.

"Hehe, those who have entered the second floor should be those masters in the late Jindan and Yuanying stages. I guess they don't like the spiritual objects on this floor. Now they are trying to go to the third floor. It's a great opportunity for us to find treasures here." As soon as Qingluo Zhenren finished speaking, Jin Ziyuan immediately smiled and expressed his thoughts.

Zhao Menglian nodded to Jin Ziyuan's suggestion and said, "Junior Brother Jin is right. There are relatively few teleportation arrays from the second floor to the third floor. If we go to look for teleportation arrays now, we may run into those masters who are eager to go to the third floor. Let's wait for two days before going up.

Besides, everyone has just seen that third-level spiritual objects can be found on the second floor. Why should we go to the third floor so quickly!"

After seeing two third-level spiritual objects here with their own eyes, everyone naturally agreed with Zhao Menglian's statement and nodded in agreement immediately.

Although Song Qingming wanted to go to the third floor immediately, Zhao Menglian was right. At this time, some Yuanying old monsters might still be on their way to the third floor. It was too dangerous to rashly go to find a teleportation array. It would be safer to wait a little longer.

Each time the Tower of Babel is open, it takes at least a month. Song Qingming is not in a hurry for one or two days. This time he came to the "Tower of Babel" mainly to see if he could find some useful spiritual objects and opportunities. He naturally did not want to lose his life here. In any case, it is always better to be safe.

After everyone discussed it, they set off directly, followed the original path to walk out of this spiritual gathering place where spiritual medicines are abundant, and then flew up from the canyon, wanting to find spiritual objects in other places.

Just when the six people had just walked to the middle of the air, a gust of cold wind suddenly hit both sides of the canyon, which caught everyone off guard and made it difficult for them to stand still.

After this gust of cold wind surrounded Song Qingming and others, its power instantly increased a few points, and it blew everyone slowly to the dark place on the other side of the canyon.

At this time, everyone in the cold wind also felt something was wrong. This strange cold wind that suddenly appeared seemed to be controlled by someone, trying to roll them all into the darkness.

"Not good! Something is wrong with this wind. It seems someone has set up a formation here. Everyone, find a way to rush out first. Once you get sucked in, it will be troublesome!"

After feeling the power of this gloomy wind, Zhao Menglian released a magic shield to stabilize her body, and hurriedly warned everyone.

Seeing this, the others immediately released a shield to block the suction of this strange gloomy wind.

But except for Zhao Menglian, Yun Xinhe, and Jin Ziyuan, who had higher cultivation, it was relatively easy to deal with it. The magic power of Qingluo Zhenren and Zhang Tieyang, two Jindan early stage cultivators, was obviously a little worse. They could only release a defensive magic weapon to stop their retreat.

Although Song Qingming was also a third-level Jindan cultivator, he performed a little better than the two of them. He used the Xuanguan armor that he had cultivated for many years in his body, and after switching to the "Five Elements Xuangang Jue" to practice a five-element shield spell, he did not feel too much pressure.

Just as the six people were about to rush out of the gloomy wind, a few wild laughs suddenly came from above their heads, followed by four Jindan monks wrapped in black robes jumping down from above and blocking the people who wanted to escape.

"Haha, you must have got a lot of good things just now. I'm a step late. I wonder if I can get a share now?"

Seeing these four mysterious black-robed people, Zhao Menglian and others were shocked. It seems that they were discovered when they just cracked the ban below, and the other party deliberately set up a trap here to wait for them to come up.

"Fellow Daoists, we are all cultivators of the Weiguo Xiaoyao Sect. We have no grudges with you. There is no need to come here to trouble us for a few second-level spiritual medicines!"

Although he knew that the other party had gone to such great lengths to set up a trap here, he must have come with bad intentions, but Zhao Menglian still spoke calmly and brought out his identity as a Xiaoyao Sect to try to make peace with the other party.

Of the four black-robed men in front of him, three had reached the middle stage of the Golden Core, and the remaining one was a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core, and his strength did not seem very strong.

If it were normal, Zhao Menglian and the others would definitely not be afraid of the other party, but now everyone had been tied up by a trap set by the other party, and a lot of their mana had been tied up. If they wanted to defeat the other party head-on, it might not be as easy as normal.

After seeing the black-robed men, Jin Ziyuan and the others were very angry, but the situation seemed to be a little unfavorable to them. Standing behind Zhao Menglian, they could only endure and hold back for the time being.

"Haha! We really have no grudge against you, but we came a step late. We can't go back empty-handed. Fellow Taoists, please consider handing over your storage bags to us, so that we can guarantee that we won't embarrass you again!"

"Hmph! What a big tone. If you want a storage bag, it depends on whether you have the ability." Seeing that the other party had no intention of making peace, Zhao Menglian no longer had any hope. She took out her magic weapon and took the initiative to kill the other party.

Jin Ziyuan and the others on the side also wanted to fight with the other party for a long time. Without much hesitation, they took out their magic weapons and rushed towards the other party.

Seeing that the other party tore their faces so quickly, the four black-robed men were not surprised at all. After a few chuckles at everyone, they also began to take out their magic weapons to fight the enemy.

A black-robed man standing in front took out a dark scroll and cast a spell to draw out a black mist, from which a strange creature with a bull's head and a human body and a ball of black flames was summoned.

"Everyone be careful, these people are magic cultivators!" Seeing the magic weapons and moves used by the other party, all of which were a bit weird, Zhao Menglian also immediately recognized the identities of these black-robed people in front of her.

Hearing that the other party might be a magic cultivator, Song Qingming and others also showed a trace of surprise. No wonder these people have been wrapped in black robes and dressed so mysteriously. It turns out that they are people who are magic cultivators.

Although they had heard that every time the Tower of Babel was opened, there would be magic cultivators coming in to fish in troubled waters, Song Qingming and others did not expect that they would encounter these magic cultivators so soon after entering, and they could not help but have a new understanding of the dangers in the Tower of Babel.

The righteous cultivators of the human race and the demon cultivators have always been enemies. No matter if they meet here or outside, there is no reason to let the other party go. Once they fall into the hands of the other party, they will definitely be worse off than dead. After knowing the identity of the other party's demon cultivator, Song Qingming and his team have now completely cut off other ideas and can only fight.

Although the bull-headed monster that appeared on the demon cultivator's side was just a summoned spirit, the pressure on its body was no less than that of an early Jindan cultivator. As soon as it was summoned, it rushed towards Zhang Tieyang, who had the lowest cultivation level, with a fierce face, and its strength was not weaker than that of the other party.

Although the strength of the lowest Jindan demon cultivator against Qingluo Zhenren was slightly stronger than that of the other party, because of the restriction of the formation, Qingluo Zhenren did not immediately gain the upper hand after the two faced each other.

Zhao Fenglian and Yun Xinhe each faced a Jindan middle-stage demon cultivator with a cultivation level similar to theirs, and the last Jindan sixth-level demon cultivator was fought by Song Qingming and Jin Ziyuan together.

After the two sides fought in the canyon for a while, although the demon cultivators had a slight advantage overall, Song Qingming and others did not show signs of defeat.

The demon cultivators also knew that if they dragged on for too long here, once they attracted other cultivators, it would definitely be disadvantageous to them.

Seeing that they could not defeat the other side, the two demon cultivators with the highest cultivation in the middle stage of the Golden Core looked at each other, each took out a small formation flag and spit out a mouthful of blood on it, and then joined forces to cast a spell to strengthen the power of the Yinfeng formation behind everyone.

Another demon cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core also took out a black scroll similar to the previous one, and summoned a bull-headed monster and a tiger-headed monster with similar strength to the previous one, and increased the attack on Zhang Tieyang.

"Junior Brother Song, it's not good for us to fight like this. Leave this man to me first. You quickly find a way to go down and destroy the formation they set up first, otherwise we may not be able to hold on for too long."

Feeling that the gloomy wind that restrained everyone had intensified a bit, Jin Ziyuan also knew that the situation on the battlefields was beginning to be a little bad, and decisively transmitted his thoughts to Song Qingming beside him.

Song Qingming naturally understood this in his heart. After hearing Jin Ziyuan's transmission, he immediately turned around and rushed directly to the dark place behind.

After fighting with the opponent for so long, Song Qingming had also noticed the location of the core of the formation, which was probably below the dark place. As long as he could get close to it, he would have a way to break this formation.

"Boy, where are you going!"

Seeing Song Qingming suddenly leave the battlefield and rush directly over there following the suction in the darkness, the demon cultivator who was entangled with Yun Xinhe also noticed something wrong, and immediately controlled himself to summon the tiger-headed monster that was attacking Zhang Tieyang, and quickly chased after Song Qingming.