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After hearing the words of the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect, some monks were overjoyed, while others were dubious.
After all, not many people really know the details about Fallen Demon Valley.
"In order to reassure all fellow Taoists, I will let Quanzi and Elder Zhong go there first. Then you can do your own thing." Wang Tiansheng said, waving to Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan in the distance.
Wearing a silver mask, Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan silently walked from outside the magic circle to the center of the magic circle. The old man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul also walked in with an expressionless face.
Then Wang Tiansheng gave an order, and all the monks in the air simultaneously moved the formation flags in their hands downwards, and colorful beams of light, as thick as an arm, were sprayed out from the tip of the flags, hitting various parts of the formation.
Suddenly the entire array buzzed loudly, and the spiritual stones everywhere shone brightly. In the dim light, the three people suddenly disappeared from the center of the array.
Seeing this scene, the monks nearby who were watching the scene became commotion.
Wang Tiansheng still ignored the others and asked Wang Tiangu to take seven or eight pill-forming monks and teleport away one after another.
This time, the other monks have understood. Although this magic circle looks so huge, it seems that it can only transmit three people at a time. Therefore, the Ghost Spirit Sect monks could only leave in batches.
Seeing that the people from the Ghost Spirit Sect wanted to take the lead, many other monks at the entrance of the valley were naturally tempted. However, these monks were all cunning and cunning. Out of their cautious habits, no one came forward rashly for a while. They all wanted to let others Let¡¯s test it out again. After all, the reputation of the Ghost Spirit Sect is not very good. If something goes wrong, life is at stake.
Han Li stood up and stood on the mound, also showing no intention of going down.
When Wang Tiansheng saw this situation, he sneered and looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, his figure motionless in the air.
The atmosphere at the entrance of the valley suddenly became subtle and quiet.
In this somewhat embarrassing atmosphere, those Mulan people took action.
A dozen or so Mulan monks, led by the Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong and the woman surnamed Le, walked quietly towards the huge magic circle.
A trace of black energy flashed across Wang Tiansheng's face, and then he returned to his original state.
On the side, Wei Wuya, who had been looking at the sky without saying a word, slowly lowered his head and glanced at the oncoming Confucian scholar calmly.
The Confucian scholar didn't say anything. Before the group of people entered the magic circle, he flicked his sleeves, and more than a dozen green lights poured out from the sleeves and shot towards the sky.
Wang Tiansheng waved to these green lights with an expressionless face, and the light faded, and the green lights turned into more than a dozen tokens and fell into his hands.
"Yes, the number is just right. Fellow Taoist, please come in." Although Wang Tiansheng had not participated in the border battle, someone informed him of the identity of the Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly.
The Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong nodded, and all the magicians behind him swayed and entered the middle of the magic circle.
Suddenly, the ghost spirit sect monks in the air cast spells, and the Mulan people were teleported away three by three.
"The teleportation position of this teleportation array is random. If so, it is best for the noble monks not to encounter us." When the Confucian scholar walked into the array, he glanced at Wei Wuya and said lightly.
"How can there be such a coincidence in the world! If it is really the case, it can only be said to be God's will." Facing this Divine Master Mulan, the middle-aged monk didn't seem to have much fear on his face.
"God's will? Hehe, if that's really the case, let's just say it is!" The Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong sneered, and he and the two people beside him disappeared in the white light.
After hearing this last message, Wang Tiansheng looked at the empty magic circle with a hint of ice at the corner of his mouth.
At this time, other monks saw that the Mulan people had also teleported away safely, and finally someone walked out uncontrollably. After handing over the Demon Falling Order, he also began to teleport away with the help of the Ghost Spirit Sect disciples.
After a while, the monks who had the Demon Falling Order walked out of the hiding place one after another.
In just half a quarter of an hour, the spiritual light on the teleportation circle was flashing, and more than 300 people had been sent away, accounting for almost a quarter of the monks present. As for the high-level spiritual stone in the middle of the magic circle, its light was much dimmer than at the beginning, and its spiritual power was exhausted.
Standing at a high place, Han Li observed all of this coldly, writing down the noteworthy cultivators entering the valley one by one for future reference.
Suddenly Han Li's eyes turned cold. I saw six green-robed monks walking towards the magic circle. The leader was Dongmen Tu, the great elder of the Yuling Sect whom Han Li had met before. Han Li didn't have a good impression of this person. Although this?.
Now that he saw Han Li, he naturally wanted to find out some clues.
"It's a pity that Han Li stood in the middle of the magic circle, and immediately closed his eyes slightly, with a tepid expression, as if he didn't want to talk to anyone, and he didn't reveal any flaws at all.
Seeing this situation, Wang Tiansheng's heart trembled, and he became more and more afraid of Han Li.
But with a seemingly casual wave of his hand, the disciples in the air began to activate the magic circle.
After the buzzing sound, Han Li disappeared in a blaze of light.
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After a period of slight discomfort after the teleportation, Han Li finally returned to normal and began to look at his current footing.
This is a rubble slope with more than half of it collapsed, and it is a mess, with weeds half as tall as a man growing everywhere. Ahead and a little further to the left and right were low, rolling hills. Not a soul was seen.
But this is not a strange thing. The Fallen Demon Valley is a million miles across. If the same group of people were not teleported, it would be unbelievable for them to meet together by chance.
But after Han Li turned his head and took a look, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
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