After hearing the words of the Sect Master of Ghost Spirit Sect, some monks were overjoyed, while others were dubious. After all, few people really knew the details about Falling Demon Valley.
"In order to reassure fellow Taoists, I will let Quanzi and Elder Zhong go there first, and then you can do your own thing." Wang Tiansheng said, beckoning to Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan who were in the distance.
Wearing a silver mask, Wang Chan and Yan Ruyan walked from outside the circle to the center of the circle without saying a word, and the old man in the mid-Yuanying period also walked in together with a blank expression.
Then Wang Tiansheng gave an order, and all the monks in the air lowered the formation flags in their hands at the same time, and from the tip of the flags sprayed colorful beams of light, which were as thick as arms, and hit various parts of the formation. The spirit stone shines brightly. Under the setting sun, the three of them suddenly disappeared from the center of the magic circle.
Seeing this scene, the monks who were staring at the scene nearby were in a commotion. Wang Tiansheng still ignored the others, and asked Wang Tiangu to take seven or eight alchemy monks and send them away one after another.
This time, the other monks had already seen it clearly. Although the magic circle looked so huge, it seemed that it could only transmit three people at a time, so the ghost monks could only leave in batches.
The people who saw the Ghost Spirit Gate really wanted to take the first step, and the other monks at the entrance of the valley were naturally tempted, but these monks were all cunning and cunning, and out of the habit of being cautious, no one stepped forward rashly for a while, and they all wanted to let others go. Let's try again. After all, the reputation of Ghost Spirit Gate is not very good. If something goes wrong, it is a matter of life and death.
Han Li stood up and stood on the mound, also showing no intention of going down.
Seeing this situation, Wang Tiansheng sneered, looked up to the sky with his hands behind his back, his body remained motionless in the air. The atmosphere at Taniguchi suddenly became subtly silent.
In this somewhat embarrassing atmosphere, those Mulan people took action. A dozen Mulan priests, led by Confucian scholars surnamed Zhong and a woman surnamed Le, walked towards the huge magic circle silently.
A trace of blackness flashed across Wang Tiansheng's face, and then he recovered. On the other side, Wei Wuya, who had been looking up at the sky and not saying a word, slowly lowered his head, and glanced at the oncoming Confucian scholar calmly.
The Confucian scholar didn't say a word, before the group entered the formation, he flicked his sleeves, and more than a dozen green glows shot out from the sleeves, and flew towards the sky.
Wang Tiansheng waved at these green awns expressionlessly, and the brilliance withdrew, and the green awns turned into a dozen tokens and fell into his hands.
"That's right, the number is just right, fellow Taoists, please come in." Although Wang Tiansheng had never participated in the border battle, someone told him his identity as a Confucian scholar with the surname Zhong, so he let out a sigh of relief and said slowly.
The Confucian student surnamed Zhong nodded, and the figures of all the mages behind him flickered, and they all entered the center of the magic circle. All of a sudden, the ghost monks in the air cast a spell, and the Mulan people were teleported away three by three.
"The teleportation position of this teleportation circle is random. If that's the case, it's better not to meet us with noble monks." When the Confucian scholar walked into the circle, he glanced at Wei Wuya and said lightly.
"How can there be such a coincidence in the world! If this is 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 the case, let's just count it!" The Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong sneered, and he and the two beside him disappeared in the white light.
After hearing this last message, Wang Tiansheng looked at the empty magic circle, with a icy coldness on the corner of his mouth.
At this time, the other monks saw that the Mulan people had also teleported away safely, and finally someone came out impatiently. After handing over the Falling Demon Order, they also began to teleport away with the assistance of those Ghost Spirit Sect disciples. After a while, the monks who possessed 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 flickering, and more than 300 people had been sent away successively, accounting for almost a quarter of the monks present. Compared with the beginning, it was much sadder, and the spiritual power was consumed in sevens and eighties.
Standing on a high place, Han Li observed all this coldly, and wrote down the noteworthy cultivators who entered the valley one by one for future use.
Suddenly, Han Li's eyes turned cold, and he saw six green-robed monks walking towards the magic circle. The leader was Dongmentu, the Great Elder of Yulingzong that Han Li had seen before. Han Li didn't have a good impression of this person. Although the elder of Yulingzong didn't really have any conflicts with him, because of Gu Shuangpu's matter, Han Li had been careful about this person before. However, he is now supernaturally advanced, and he doesn't seem to need to care too much about this person.
But at this moment, the five green-robed cultivators surrounded by the East Gate Map shook their heads and turned their heads to look in the direction of Han Li at the same time. And almost at the same time, Han Li's second Nascent Soul, who had assimilated seven or eight times, suddenly became unstable. The second Nascent Infant transformed by the Zhimu Lingying will probably leave the body immediately.
At this time, Han Li used his spiritual sense to scan the five green-robed monks carefully, and was shocked. These five people were all early-stage Nascent Soul monks. "Five Elements Spirit Infant!" Combined with the abnormality of his second Nascent Soul, Han Li guessed the origin of these five monks without thinking, and his pupils shrank.
The abnormality of the five green-robed monks was naturally discovered by Dongmentu who walked to the front. He hurriedly turned his head to take a look, and happened to meet Han Li's gaze.
A look of surprise flashed across Dongmentu's face, but then he looked back as if nothing had happened, and walked into the teleportation array. Wang Tiangu, who had always had a calm face, finally changed his face when he saw that Dongmen Tu had brought five Nascent Soul monks out.
Wei Wuya looked at several green-robed monks, and his face also showed thoughtful expression.
"Brother Dongmen, these fellow daoists are very unfamiliar, can you introduce one or two to Wang." Wang Tiansheng stared at these people and asked in a deep voice. "It's easy to talk about. After the trip to Fall into the Devil's Valley is over, I will introduce you to fellow Taoists." Dongmen Tu was cunning and cunning, and he dealt with it with a light sentence.
Wang Tiansheng naturally yelled "Old Ghost" in his heart, but he also knew that the other party could not tell the truth, so he stopped entangled with this matter, and ordered his disciples to send the six of them away in two separate times. The moment Dongmen Tu passed it away, he casually glanced at Han Li, his eyes full of unkindness.
Although his actions were extremely secretive, Han Li could clearly see them with his divine sense. It seems that Dongmentu seems to have noticed the spiritual baby on his body, which is a bit tricky. With the Five Elements Spirit Infant following him, he suddenly became terrifying. It's a pity that the Mu Lingying is still a little bit far from being completely assimilated... It seems that after entering the valley, you have to be more careful about this person.
Following the teleportation of the east gate map, three more monks came from behind. When Han Li saw one of them, Han Li was stunned for a moment, with a wry smile on his face. This person was actually a silver-haired old man, his Senior Brother Cheng. The other two old men also had wrinkled faces, and they seemed to be near the end of their lifespan.
Han Li sighed, and watched the three of them enter the magic circle, were teleported away, and then turned their eyes to the spirit stone in the middle of the magic circle. At this time, the high-level spirit stone has become even more bleak.
Han Li's eyes flickered, he stopped hesitating, and immediately rose into the air, surrounded by a cloud of blue light, and flew towards the magic circle.
After a while, the person landed in front of the magic circle, raised his hand and threw a piece of the Fallen Demon Token in his hand to Wang Tiansheng who was in the air.
"Fellow Daoist Han, you are indeed here. Fellow Daoist Han is young and has a bright future, so why not take this risk?" Wei Wuya suddenly appeared in front of Han Li from tens of feet away, and offered to persuade him to leave. talk.
"Thank you, Brother Wei, for your kindness. Han has his own reason to enter this Fallen Devil Valley." Han Li replied calmly with his usual expression.
Wei Wuya frowned, staring at Han Li's face for a while, his expression gradually darkened. "Since Daoist Han has made up his mind, Wei won't say anything more. I hope your purpose is not the same as mine." Wei Wuya finally said this, his body swayed, and he returned to his original position again.
Wang Tiansheng saw that Wei Wuya treated the young man in front of him so solemnly, and called out his last name, so he didn't know who Han Li was. He didn't look shocked, but he sized up Han Li with astonishment in his heart.
He had heard of Han Li's name many years ago, but at that time the other party's cultivation base was very low, and his son Wang Chan suffered a big loss in the other party's hands and let him run away. After many years, when the person in front of him reappeared in Tiannan, he was already a Nascent Soul cultivator. However, Gui Lingmen had another deep feud with the young man in front of him by coincidence, and in the end let the other party slip away again.
A few years later, the other party has become famous, and the supernatural powers he displayed amazed all the monks, and he became a faint existence second only to the three major monks. He, the Sect Master of Ghost Spirit Sect, was really not happy when he heard the news, and he naturally remembered Han Li's name in his heart. Seeing Han Li now, he naturally wanted to see some tricks.
It's a pity that Han Li stopped in the middle of the magic circle, and immediately closed his eyes slightly, his expression was tepid, as if he didn't want to talk to anyone, and he didn't show any flaws at all.
Seeing this situation, Wang Tiansheng's heart trembled, and he became more and more afraid of Han Li, but he waved his hand casually on the surface, and the disciples in the air began to activate the magic circle. After the buzzing sound, Han Li disappeared under the radiance.
After a while of slight discomfort after teleportation, Han Li finally returned to normal, and began to look at his current foothold.
This is a gravel slope with more than half of it collapsed, it is a mess, and it is full of weeds that are half the height of a person. In front and a little farther to the left and right, there is a low hill with continuous ups and downs, and no one can be seen.
But this is not a strange thing, the Fallen Valley is a million miles away, if it is not the same group of people teleporting, it would be inconceivable that they could meet together by chance. But when Han Li turned his head and glanced behind him, he couldn't help showing a look of astonishment on his face.