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Yuyi suddenly looked at Ling Xiao in surprise, as if he had seen a ghost: "How is it possible! It only took you half an hour to cultivate to the first level of primitive power?"
How strong the aura of primitive power is, it is easy to identify.
Especially when there is a breakthrough, it is easier to see.
Yuyi was right next to Lingxiao, so he could naturally see everything clearly.
We all practice together.
They didn¡¯t even touch the door, and Ling Xiao had already broken through the first level of primitive power.
"It's just luck!"
Ling Xiao said lightly.
"Luck!"
These people shouted in panic.
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Although there is no comparison with the monster Ling Xiao, it is still much more powerful than Xue Xue and Yaoxiang.
Di Shun asked.
I just hope that during that period, there will be no low-handed people coming to help, so that we can arrive.
"I'm afraid of you. If you die, if you fight with Ya, you may not lose."
???????????????? But I didn¡¯t make it public, because there¡¯s no telling whether that formation would be useless at a critical moment, but it could give others hope that it was reliable.
An old man spoke.
So I plan to stop for a while, it¡¯s time to slow down anyway.
"What happened to them? Did they go out to bring in reinforcements?"
"Had I known that someone would come to rescue me, why would I have given up on that place earlier? But now it's too bad, I'm trapped in the mist, and I can't leave even if I want to."
"It's strange, it's been a day, why are people from the lower world coming to attack?"
It was Guang Lingxiao¡¯s original power that had been promoted to the seventh level.
"You are here too. Logically speaking, listening to what this humble man said, without the help of the white-robed men in the lower realm, we will be weaker than you in terms of numbers and combat power. As long as we persist in our attack, we will defeat you sooner or later. All destroyed.¡±
"It's over, there will be no more reinforcements!"
"Wait a minute, there seems to be no one!"
That time, it actually succeeded. Although it was just a complicated formation, it was definitely better than any other formation.
The two old men in Yuyi and Nishang were so shocked that they closed their mouths.
One day is a long time.
We have to wait and see if any reinforcements arrive after the mist falls. Before this mist comes, we will lose any hope.
The next moment, the eyes of Yuyi and others almost popped out.
No one even took action because of a little friction, and the scene was very chaotic.
Yuyi smiled bitterly, geniuses always like to describe excellence as luck.
¡°That person is dead, but he is not really dead.
"Slowlyslowly let you retreat!"
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I found that every time the original power increases by one level, the difficulty of previous training increases almost tenfold.
It¡¯s only when these people are close that we can see vaguely.
It¡¯s simply incredible.
"It really doesn't work."
What kind of monster is that guy?
"Damn, why is that happening?"
No one yelled.
Hearing those words, everyone¡¯s hearts fell completely to the bottom.
Although a small number of people believe that the arrival of the strange fog will be very dangerous, their vigilance has not been relaxed.
Hagoromo is about to cry.
"That's right, I look like someone from you, and my breath is very strange."
Those eight people are all monsters.
"Yes, yes, reinforcements!"
Ling Xiao walked over and used his primitive power to draw the sacred pattern.
Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "I can only draw a single holy pattern, and cannot form a formation. Let's continue practicing."
After all, it is a calamity pit.
Ling Xiao stopped practicing.
An old man on the other side also nodded.
Everyone was unhurt and looked bright.
At this time, the reinforcements had not arrived, but they had arrived through the mist.
And now, it took a month to master the seventh level of primitive power.
Ling Xiao asked.
Yuyi shook his head and said: "If you want to set up the holy pattern array in the primitive land, you must at least cultivate your primitive power to the third level. Unfortunately, there are very few warriors at the third level, and no formation mage can reach it, so That¡¯s why this embarrassing situation occurred.¡±
That was the scene after the strange fog came.
"I must know that Yuyi knows that these two are Ling Xiao's bad brothers. Does he know what his expression is at this time?"
"Are you kidding? Even if other warriors reach the seventh level, they can't draw a single holy pattern.
So, a day passed in the blink of an eye.
He even used the mist to escape.
Ling Xiao stood up again.
"I'll try!"
Ling Xiao frowned and said nothing more, but tried to arrange the holy pattern array.
No one shook his head, and there was even a look of ecstasy on his face.
Yuyi said.
Fan Qing shook his head and said: "Those people should be the remnants of the other two strongholds. We are still alive."
"So, before the strange fog begins, the life and death of that stronghold is at stake?"
There is a light mist in the air.
Suddenly, no one shouted at the top of the city.
Despair suddenly turned into hope, even ecstasy.
"There is a mistake. It is probably due to the influence of the mist. When the mist comes, we take care of the opponent's weakness. When we have the means to attack the stronghold, we are not the first to die."
Although Ling Xiao is the weirdest one.
"Maybe it's because the mist is coming."
In the light mist, no figures could be seen.
"It'ssuccessful!"
Rumor has it that there are two young people in the primitive land, one is named Long Chen and the other is named Jin Yan. It took the two of us one day to master the first level of primitive power.
??Everyone¡¯s emotions are stable.
Ling Xiao actually successfully drew the holy pattern.
"Is he going to shock people again, bad or bad, with the seventh level of primitive power in one day? Is he going to make people alive?"
One person said through gritted teeth.
No one is relaxed.
The primitive power of Xue Xue and Yaoxiang has also been promoted to the first level.
Because you know when the lower realm will attack, you can practice with peace of mind.
¡°After all, we only have the last stronghold left. If something happens, Baimang Mountain will be handed over to others.
He returned to his original place and continued to practice his primitive power.
No one is upset.
Otherwise, once the mist sets in, we will have no hope of escaping.
No one asked excitedly.
"Reinforcements have arrived?"
"Are the enemies coming?"
Although it is compared to the small formation arranged inside, if there is no such formation outside, it can still be effective at critical times.
"By the way, can I set up the holy pattern array now?"
Looking at that kind of atmosphere, Fan Qing sighed. I had just arrived, and people spoke lightly. What had changed fundamentally?
Several days have passed, and the holy pattern array deployed by Ling Xiao has not yet enveloped the entire city.
No one is angry because there are no reinforcements, because they feel abandoned.
But the results of those two men were probably much worse than the worst results.
"I'm afraid not."
So trapped here.
"Forget it, these damn people from the lower world, we have blocked all the ways for you to leave the White Python Mountain. Anyone who goes out is ambushed. You guys are lucky to be able to come back alive.
But those people are only the majority after all. The small minority of people are in high spirits and mood at this time, and we have not yet had the idea of ????escape. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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