Baiqugou is a terrifying formation, terrifying down to the surface and up to the sky. As long as it is within the scope of Baiqugou, there is a layer of invisible pressure shrouding it, oppressing human beings.
This terrifying pressure, even Chu Feng could not resist, but in such a place, there are still people staying here, and they appeared in front of him at this moment.
"Hey! Anyone? Can you help me?"
At this moment, Chu Feng was in danger, but he knew that the master of the palace must have a way to crack this great formation. After all, it was most likely a blue-robed world spiritist, and his spirit formation methods were definitely far from Chu Feng's.
What's more, it can be seen from the smoke that there are indeed people here, and he is indeed not affected by the strange pressure, otherwise how can he have the leisure and elegance to cook here
Therefore, Chu Feng tried his best to rush towards the palace. At this moment, he could no longer care about the owner of the palace. The danger is not dangerous, because if the owner here is willing to help him, he still has a chance to survive. Help him and he will surely die.
"Huh" and just as Chu Feng was about to approach, a person flew out of the palace and landed on the top of the mountain.
This is an old man with white hair and wrinkled face, but his eyes are piercing. The most important thing is that the old man was actually wearing a golden robe with a unicorn engraved on the chest of the robe. He turned out to be a member of the Qilin Palace.
Seeing that Chu Feng was able to stand in the air, the old man couldn't help frowning. A look of surprise appeared on his face. After a while, he calmed down and asked lightly, "Who are you?"
"This senior, this junior is a disciple of the Azure Dragon Sect, who came to participate in the Yingjie Hunting."
"Just because I failed to leave this Baiqugou on time, I was restrained by a strange pressure. At this moment, I can't breathe, and I hope the senior can save the life of the junior." Chu Feng went straight to the topic, because he really didn't have time to talk nonsense.
"Sorry, I'm not the master here, so I can't make the decision. Let's just wait a moment and I'll ask. As for whether he is willing to help you, it depends on your destiny." The old man left this sentence and added He looked at Chu Feng in surprise, and then he jumped into the palace.
At this moment, in this hall, an old man with a childish face and a rough face, was sitting in front of the stove, with his legs crossed, humming a little song, and boiling soup with great interest. He asked casually, "Feng Yang, who broke into my land?"
"It's a hairy boy from the first level of Xuanwu." The white-haired old man said.
"The hairy boy of the first level of Xuanwu? Feng Yang, what are you kidding? That person is obviously from the sky, how could it be the cultivation of the first level of Xuanwu? It should be a Tianwu realm." .
"You know how to call me, but you don't believe me when I say it. You are a blue-robed world spiritist. Who is that? You can find out if you check it yourself?" The white-haired old man stared helplessly at the commoner. The old man glanced.
At this moment, the clothed old man had closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and said: "Awesome, the first level of Xuanwu, he has mastered the means of the sky, it seems that he has cultivated a special You have good physical skills and martial arts skills, and you are not very old, I said Feng Yang, it seems that you have some good seedlings in Qingzhou."
"But it's a pity, he can't bear the oppression of the formation here, I'm afraid his life will not be guaranteed." The old man in commoner shook his head, and continued to hum a little song, simmering the broth on the stove.
"Brother Hengyuan, in my Qingzhou, this kind of Yukong martial arts is rare, presumably this son must have been inherited by the Yukong old man. ."
"I wonder if Brother Hengyuan, can you give me a face and save his life?" the white-haired old man asked.
"Brother Feng Yang, Yukong martial arts are rare treasures in the entire Kyushu, but what does that have to do with me?"
"I live in seclusion here, and I don't want anyone to disturb him. Since he has discovered this place, it is impossible to guarantee that he will leak the secret in the future, not to mention that he will be oppressed to death by the formation here, even if he can survive, I will not let him. Leave alive." The clothed old man smiled lightly.
"Brother Hengyuan, are you serious?" The white-haired old man frowned slightly.
"It seems that you still don't know me well enough." The old man in commoner smiled, unmoved.
"Shuh" At this moment, the white-haired old man didn't talk nonsense, but jumped out of the temple and came to the top of the mountain again.
He looked at Chu Feng, whose feet were in the air, his face was pale, and he would fall down at any time. His brows were furrowed, as if he was making a difficult decision.
But in the end, he still gritted his teeth, took out a crystal-like token from his arms, and threw it at Chu Feng: "Next."
Seeing this, Chu Feng hurriedly reached out to pick it up, and when the token was obtained, the invisible pressure that lingered around Chu Feng instantly dissipated, and the air and profound energy that had disappeared reappeared in Chu Feng around.
At this moment, Chu Feng was extremely overjoyed, because he was finally saved. He first closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths of air. For the first time, he felt that breathing was such a comfortable thing.
"Junior, thank you former... Senior, what's the matter with you?"
Chu Feng wanted to thank him, but he was stunned to find that the white-haired old man's face was a little pale and a little ugly, and his appearance was very similar to him just now.
"I only have one token, and I gave it to you. Old man, I will also be oppressed by the formation here." The white-haired old man smiled plainly.
"What? This..." Hearing these words, Chu Feng was suddenly shocked. He could not have imagined that this old man, who had never met him for the first time, would save him at the expense of himself.
This made Chu Feng embarrassed. He could see that the owner here was unwilling to save him. It was the old man who made an assertion and gave Chu Feng his body protection, but this made him fall into a crisis. .
Although Chu Feng really wanted to live, he was unwilling to let such an old man who met for the first time lose his life for saving him.
"Chu Feng, hurry up and write down the formation in that token. As long as you write it down, I can help you make this kind of protection token, and you can naturally resist the formation here." Egg's sweet voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind.
At this moment, Chu Feng suddenly realized that he did not dare to hesitate any longer, but hurriedly poured his spiritual power into the crystal-shaped token to study the formation in the token.
After a while, he suddenly raised his head, and found that the face of the white-haired old man was becoming more and more difficult to look, so he said: "Junior Chu Feng, I don't know the name of the senior, the junior will definitely repay today's life-saving grace in the future."
"Oh, so the little friend's name is Chu Feng? It's a good name." Qi Fengyang forced a smile, but he couldn't hide the pain that he couldn't breathe.
"Don't say thank you for your great kindness. Chu Feng will repay the kindness with actions in the future. Senior, we will have a future." After saying this, Chu Feng threw the token in his hand to Qi Fengyang.
"Little friend Chu Feng, you..." When Qi Fengyang took the token, he found that Chu Feng had turned around and left. At this moment, he wanted to catch up, but he couldn't control the sky, but he couldn't do anything.
"This kid still has a bit of backbone, but that's fine. If he doesn't return my shield token to you, I'll take it back myself. If he takes the initiative to hand it over, it's better than slaughtering him."
At this moment, a faint laughter sounded, and the plain old man with a childish face appeared silently beside Qi Fengyang, but he was not standing on the top of the mountain, but in the air. (To be continued)