A sudden news came from Fengxia Village that the Spirit Games decided to start early, and the Spirit-Stopping Tower would be opened tomorrow, which made many monks feel puzzled, because the Spirit-Stopping Tower is the eye of Fengxia Village. I don’t know how many spiritual arrays are set up in it. Slowly untie the ban on the Spirit-Stopping Array will consume the energy and time of a large number of monks, and suddenly advance the time, and the dangers will also increase in geometric multiples.

The monk who did not know the truth was guessing the reason, and Su Tang was already sure to win. Early in the morning, everyone rushed to the spiritual tower and waited for the gate to open.

Gradually, more and more monks gathered, and the terrain occupied by Su Tang and others was very favorable. They must have been the first to enter.

Just amid the noise, a middle-aged man slowly squeezed over from behind. Everyone was together, but when they saw an outsider squeezing in the middle, Jiang Huquan, who was in the back, naturally would not let him go. He turned his head and looked at the other party coldly.

"I will let you go, I am the friend of the Demon Lord." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Su Tang's six consciousnesses were very keen. He heard the sound and turned around and winked at Jiang Huquan.

Jiang Huquan then let the middle-aged man squeezed in slowly, and he leaned against Su Tang, and whispered: "Master, Lord, let me guide you."

"Yes." Su Tang responded calmly, then took out a letter talisman with his backhand.

The middle-aged man also took out a piece of letter talisman. There was a faint little dragon swimming in the letter talismans on both sides. The letter talismans were stacked together, and the figure of the dragon also overlapped.

Su Tang put away the letter: "Do you know what to do?"

"I know." The middle-aged man said, "But I can't go with you, Maharaja, just follow me."

"I understand." Su Tangdao.

The middle-aged man squeezed over Su Tang, climbed over the fence, and walked towards the gate ahead. He recognized the monk guarding the gate opposite, and both sides started to laugh.

At this moment, a violent spiritual power fluctuation suddenly occurred in the surging flying clouds, and a narrow bridge appeared behind the gate. The shining glow was shaking on both sides of the bridge, but it was impossible to get close to it.

"The bridge is a little hanging," a monk shouted behind him.

"Brother, is it the first time I'm here?" Another monk laughed: "I don't know how many monks walk on the rainbow bridge every year, and I've never heard of anything."

The next moment, the last spiritual array in front of the pass was also closed, and the grass and trees disappeared one after another, revealing the dark black soil, and countless spiritual talismans were flashing in the soil.

Obviously it was an illusion array. When the illusion array was opened, all scenes were illusions. Only when the spiritual array was closed would the real world be exposed.

"Switch..." A monk guarding the pass let out a roar, and the sound was very long, resounding throughout every corner tower.

The fence blocking the monks was opened, and Su Tang was the first to walk in, Helan Feiqiong and Wenxiang followed closely behind, and everyone also entered one after another.

The middle-aged man who had just talked to Su Tang had already walked onto the Hongqiao and soon disappeared on the other side of the bridge.

Su Tang took out the invitation and handed it over to the monk guarding the pass, and then walked up to the Hongqiao.

On the other side of the rainbow bridge, there was thick fog, but Su Tang had already opened his magic eyes and could stare at the fluctuations of spiritual power ahead through the fog.

Another pass appeared ahead. When you walked in, you were the place to select the prisoners. Su Tang suddenly accelerated his pace, changed direction, and walked into a path.

The others did not have the almost perverted insight of Su Tang. Helan Feiqiong and others would not go wrong one after another. They turned into the path one after another. The monks behind passed through the fog and saw the pass ahead. They found that the people in front had disappeared. But they did not take it to their hearts. They only thought that Su Tang and others had passed the pass, and still walked forward with a chat and laugh.

He walked forward thousands of meters and walked around a rocky beach. A spiritual formation suddenly appeared in front of him. The middle-aged man was negotiating something with several monks. The sound was loud and it seemed to be a little unpleasant.

"Get closer, then do it." Su Tang whispered.

"Do you do it here? If other monks sense spiritual power fluctuations, wouldn't it be awesome?" Fang Yizhe frowned.

"Of course someone will cover it up for us." Su Tang said.

Su Tang and others walked slowly forward. The monks guarding the spiritual array had discovered Su Tang. They divided a few people and welcomed them forward. One of the monks shouted: "Who are you? Why did you come here? Have you taken the wrong path? Go back..."

"There are fog everywhere there, but this one is better. Go back? How can you go?" Su Tang said: "A few of you come and take us back."

"It's so stupid..." the monk murmured in a low voice, then walked quickly towards this side with his companions.

The distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, and a conflict broke out on the spiritual formation. The middle-aged man had swung his sword and chopped down a monk, and two others fought side by side with him. In an instant, the three monks guarding the spiritual formation had fallen in a pool of blood.

Several monks who walked over sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power, turned their heads one after another, and saw the blood light splashing in the spiritual array, which of course turned into a statue.

"You... are you crazy?" a monk shouted angrily.

At this moment, Xi Xiaoru suddenly rushed up like a cannonball, and then activated the scent of smell. Although the scent of smell was one step late, she was not as fast as Xi Xiaoru, but she threw out the Dayan bell. The scent of the Dayan bell came first, and wrapped in a series of crisp collisions, rolled into the monks.

The monks' eyes became confused when they heard the ringtone. The monk who had just made the sound was still holding a angrily yelling with his fingers.

Although they quickly recovered from sanity, Xi Xiaoru's figure had already rushed to the point, and the sword light was rolled up, rolling all the figures of the monks in it.

The Tiansha Knife, which had been tempered seven times, was wrapped with power that was like splitting the sky and cracking the earth. As long as the sword light touched the monks, the bodies of the monks would shatter like weathered stones, turning into countless splashing flesh and blood.

Su Tang jumped up and landed behind Xi Xiaoru. He picked up a few rings casually and threw them to Xi Xiaoru, and then rushed forward.

"Master, I can help you here." The middle-aged man came forward and said with a smile: "But the next level is the Iron Blood Lord. The Iron Blood Lord's spiritual skills are very domineering and powerful. I think the Lord has mentioned them to you, but I dare not get close to him."

"Just a mere lord." Su Tang said: "You just take us there, you don't have to worry about other things."

"I understand." The middle-aged man nodded and turned around and said, "Open the spiritual array."

"Yes." The two cultivators responded, then pinched the magic tricks and opened the spiritual array.
Chapter completed!