leonardwarren Chapter 230 Trapped
Chapter 230 Trapped
There are also things that are inconvenient to say.
With the improvement of Xu Yang's cultivation base, there are fewer and fewer places where he can help Xu Yang.
Right now, I'm just going to search for places that are not in danger for Xu Yang.
Can't he even do such a simple thing?
"Let's go together, push open this door with brute force!"
Meng Ming released the ape with the broken arm.
All the people surrounded them, and under Meng Ming's slogan, they worked hard at the same time.
With the concerted efforts of everyone, the vermilion door that had been cut off in half slowly opened a crack.
"Now!"
Meng Ming gritted his teeth tightly and firmly pressed against the vermilion door, preventing it from closing.
Luo Yuan understood, her figure flickered, and she turned into a phantom, and slipped in along a crack in the door that was barely open.
Meng Ming originally wanted to follow.
But as soon as he let go, the scarlet door closed immediately.
There was no time for Meng Ming to react.
"It's enough to have her alone."
Meng Ming tried again, but still couldn't get into the vermilion gate.
Finally had to give up.
Everyone dispersed, and Meng Ming also left the vermilion compound.
Meng Ming called the lord of Xiaozuan City, and asked her to keep an eye on the fourteen Nascent Soul stage monks who were imprisoned by Luo Yuan.
On the other hand, he found a place, swallowed the elixir, held the spirit stone in his hand, and practiced.
In the stone house, Xu Yang flipped through the Nascent Soul part of Luan Ling Jue.
Often thoughtful, deep feeling.
With his super high comprehension, it only took a few months to master the Nascent Soul stage of the Luan Ling Jue.
In addition, he is close to the divine consciousness of Nascent Soul in the later stage.
If he used the Chaotic Spirit Art with all his strength, even the late monks of Nascent Soul would not be able to escape the illusion he wove.
And among the Nascent Soul monks who were summoned by the head of the Tianniu Sect to help.
The one with the highest cultivation is only the mid-stage Nascent Soul.
Most of them are still in the early stages of Nascent Soul.
Xu Yang wanted them to fall into the illusion of Chaos Spirit Art, it was as easy as pie.
"I don't know what's going on with Meng Ming's harvest. I hope I can surprise myself."
Before Xu Yang practiced the Luan Ling Jue, he had asked Meng Ming to search for treasures in the ruins first.
There must be a lot of good things in a place guarded by two Soul Formation Stage puppets.
"The more I look at the Divine Ability exercises, the more I feel that the Divine Ability exercises I practice are crude."
"It still needs to be improved."
Xu Yang walked out of the stone house and came to the fourteen imprisoned Nascent Soul monks.
Sitting on a stone pier, with his chin resting on his hands, the lord of Xiaozui City was staring at a group of Nascent Soul stage monks in a daze.
After seeing Xu Yang leave the customs, he immediately got up and bowed respectfully.
Xu Yang just waved his hand, indicating that the owner of Xiaozuan City should not worry about him.
He walked in front of fourteen Nascent Soul stage monks one by one, and soon found the Nascent Soul early stage monk with the weakest spiritual consciousness.
Xu Yang raised his head and looked at the imprisoned Nascent Soul monk.
Those who can become monks of the Nascent Soul stage, without exception, are people with extremely firm minds.
If it were some monks with poor endurance, they would be imprisoned here day and night.
I can't hear, I can't speak, and even moving is an extravagant hope.
I'm afraid he has been tortured to the point of going crazy.
Right now, this Nascent Soul stage monk can still look at Xu Yang calmly.
It seems that he doesn't care about the suffering he has suffered in the past few months.
Xu Yang used the Luan Ling Jue, and his powerful consciousness spread, but he couldn't break through the restriction at all.
It was impossible to let this early Nascent Soul cultivator fall into an illusion.
Xu Yang frowned, unbelievingly increased the output of his spiritual consciousness, and used the Chaos Spirit Art with all his strength.
But the initial Nascent Soul monks who were imprisoned didn't feel anything at all.
Instead, seeing Xu Yang's uncomfortable expression, he wanted to laugh.
The confinement left by Luo Yuan was too strong.
It's not just that the Nascent Soul stage monks who are imprisoned cannot transmit their spiritual consciousness.
Even the people outside can't let their spiritual consciousness affect the people inside.
The prison formed by the condensed light of this layer of stars can perfectly block any power.
It is almost impossible for Xu Yang to break the shackles.
After all, it is a powerful ethereal clan whose strength is comparable to that of Soul Formation mid-stage monks.
Xu Yang tried several times, but he couldn't let his spiritual consciousness penetrate into the prison.
Finally can only give up.
"Call Luo Yuan over here, let's open the prison."
Xu Yang sighed, he planned to find Luo Yuan and ask her to come back and open the confinement.
Otherwise, even if Xu Yang can use brute force to break the imprisonment, there is no guarantee that the Nascent Soul stage monks who are in the imprisonment will be broken along with the imprisonment.
These Nascent Soul monks can't die for the time being, they are still useful to him.
Otherwise, Xu Yang would have killed them all a long time ago.
Xu Yang sank into the sea of consciousness and found Luo Yuan's contract bead.
Xu Yang's voice sounded in Luo Yuan's mind.
"Come here and untie the imprisonment of one of them."
Soon, there was a response from Luo Yuan.
"I'm trapped and I can't get out for a while."
"All the puppets blocking the way have been eradicated. What danger is there in the future?"
"Could it be that Luo Yuan went deeper?"
Xu Yang was puzzled, and then asked again.
"Where is Meng Ming?"
Xu Yang waited for a while, but never got Meng Ming's response.
"It's not dead, why don't you answer?"
Xu Yang took a look at the soul imprint Meng Ming left in his sea of consciousness, and there was nothing wrong with it.
At least one thing can be guaranteed, that is, Meng Ming has not encountered any danger.
Before Xu Yang figured out what happened to Luo Yuan and Meng Ming.
Ertu's voice transmission rang in his head.
"Boss, when can we go out, it's so boring to stay in the spirit beast bag all the time."
Xu Yang released the big bald and two bald, and the auspicious beast, the auspicious golden snake, was also taken out by Xu Yang from the spirit beast bag.
After looking up and down, he was pushed back by Xu Yang.
Anyway, the auspicious golden snake won't be suffocated in the spirit animal bag, so let's put it first.
After finding a suitable place, take out the auspicious golden snake.
"Come out!"
When Er Tu first emerged from the spirit beast bag, he was only the size of an ordinary eagle.
As more and more parts of the body come out, the body size rapidly increases.
Ertu, who had regained his real body, ran wildly among the ruins.
All the way out of the ruins, flapping its wings and flying in the air.
Compared with the stubborn second bald, the big bald is much more mature.
At the moment it is standing beside Xu Yang, looking down at Xu Yang who is just up to its ankles.
Xu Yang was also at this moment, looking up at Big Bald.
The big bald, who has successfully entered the Nascent Soul stage, is obviously much bigger than the second bald, and feels full of oppression.
But compared to the three-headed baby remnant souls of the ancient fierce beast that Xu Yang met when he first entered the ruins.
Still inferior too much.