Chapter 2545 Bold

At noon, Xu Yi rushed to the dark and steep Goshawk Mountain, where Ping Botao was already waiting.

Along with Ping Bo Tao, there are four other people with extraordinary bearings. At first glance, they are on the same level as Ping Bo Tao.

Ping Botao gave a brief introduction to Xu Yi and the other four people. When they heard Master Kong Kong, Kuang Baozhen, who was nicknamed Poison Dragon, and the female cultivator, who looked like an old woman but was nicknamed Black Water Fairy, all raised their eyebrows and looked at each other. She stared at his face for a long time.

The other two people, the middle-aged monk nicknamed Sword Soul Mu Zhenyi, and the wealthy old man Dong Xingyun holding a bone fan, did not react as if they had admired their name for a long time.

Not only that, Mu Zhen said straight to the point, "Your Excellency only has the cultivation level of a corpse. Even if you enter the tomb of the gods, you will only be at the bottom. For your sake, it is better to give up this opportunity and transfer the forbidden card to us. Wouldn’t it be nice to get a hefty reward and not take any risks?”

Xu Yi ignored him, looked at Ping Botao and said, "Brother Ping, it's really worrying for a Taoist friend as intelligent as Brother Mu to travel together. I think we'd better make a three-part agreement before we leave."

"court death!"

"Be bold!"

Mu Zhenyi and Dong Xingyun shouted in unison, and the atmosphere in the field instantly became tense.

Ping Botao was not in a hurry to smooth things over, but looked at Xu Yi calmly, waiting for his reaction.

Xu Yi said, "No one is bold or timid. Who dares to come here? Who hasn't considered the risks? At this juncture, your brother Mu still persuades me to transfer the banned cards. If it's not an intellectual problem, what else? You two want to fight. Xu is here to accompany you. As for whether to win or lose, or whether to live or die, you two will draw the line. As for whether it is a wheel battle, it is better to fight the smaller with more, and Xu can accept it."

He answered so frankly that it was hard to tell the depth. Mu Zhenyi and Dong Xingyun didn't know how to answer for a while, and the scene froze.

Pingbotai then came out to talk, "Everyone, our trip is to go to the tomb of the gods to hunt for treasures, not to pick a fight with anyone. If you have the spare time, you might as well wait until things are done here and make an appointment alone."

Xu Yi sneered and said, "It's best this way. When things are over, there will be Brother Ping as the middleman. I will fight with you two here."

Xu Yi had participated in many similar group actions and knew very well what would happen to the weakest person.

If he just tolerates it, it will only cause his situation in this small group to continue to worsen. On the contrary, as long as he toughens up, the matter will be easier to solve.

Whether it was Ping Botao's persuasion that worked or Xu Yi's calmness and courage that created an unpredictable atmosphere, Mu Zhenyi and Dong Xingyun each snorted coldly and stopped entangled.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's set off."

Ping Botao said hello and flew away first, followed by Xu Yi and others.

Flying, Ping Bo Tao escaped faster and faster, Xu Yi gradually struggled, Mu Zhenyi sneered unabashedly, Dong Xingyun even said loudly, "Brother Ping, at this speed, I'm afraid I will miss something important. If the time is exceeded and the forbidden cards are not put into the forbidden formation, the forbidden formation will be permanently closed, and everyone's hard work will be in vain."

Ping Botao originally wanted to test Xu Yi's proficiency, but Dong Xingyun's shout gave Ping Botao a chance.

At the moment, he kept pulling on the escape speed, and in a blink of an eye, he had already pulled it to the extreme. In an instant, he threw Xu Yi nearly a thousand feet away.

"That's all."

Dong Xingyun sneered, with a look of contempt in his eyes.

Makoto Shinichi sneered, "The chasm of strength is not something that even cats or dogs can cross."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice saying, "It's really hard for you two to talk about people's merits behind their backs. Brother Ping, why don't you tell me where you are? I'll go first and follow you slowly. I can't bear it." "

But Xu Yi quietly chased after him. His figure was ethereal, moving east and west, without any structure, but with a mysterious flavor.

"What a skill. Liangwang Peak is indeed worthy of its reputation. Brother Xu, don't be anxious. Just follow me and you will definitely catch up."

Ping Botao said with a smile, but his escape speed gradually slowed down.

He had speeded up before to test Xu Yi's quality. Now that he had tried it out, there was no need to hurry up and torment himself for no reason, which was not cost-effective.

Ping Bo Tao lowered his escape speed, and Xu Yi also closed down his magical powers and continued to hang at the end.

What he had just performed was just a small trick. As a master of numerology, he had to study several sets of magical powers such as body movements, but he could only pick out what he had.

At that time, he did not use his skills to get rid of Zhong Ruyi and others, but he did not want to reveal his identity.

The five people walked quickly, and after half a stick of incense, they landed in a deep canyon, with steep peaks on both sides, covering the sky.

Wherever you go, there are a lot of people, hundreds of people in all kinds of places.

Xu Yi was really surprised. Was this a monk entering a god's tomb to obtain treasure, or was it a tomb robbery led by General Faqiu Zhonglang and Xiling warriors to find gold?

After observing for a moment, Xu Yi probably figured out what was going on.

There are hundreds of people, divided into three camps. Their camp is led by Ping Botao. There are about a hundred people, all of whom are strong corpse-slayers, and there are also more than ten strong corpse-killers.

In the other two camps, the leaders and Ping Botao are about the same strength, and the number of their subordinates is roughly the same.

Xu Yi observed the details and instantly realized that within the three major camps, countless small power groups were split.

This is easy to understand, just apply his own process of joining the Ping Botao camp.

With so many people involved, Xu Yi became pessimistic about this treasure hunt.

No matter how big the tomb of the god is, it cannot support so many people digging it. With more people, his chances will be quite limited.

If it doesn't work out, it's really better to sell the banned cards to Ping Botao, in exchange for huge profits.

He was secretly regretting it when Ping Botao and the leaders of the other two camps, a yellow-haired old man and a blood-clothed young man, gathered together, used formations to shield the surroundings, and began to discuss secretly.

After a while, the secret discussion ended, and the three representatives of the three young men in blood announced the results of the three-person secret discussion, a total of three aspects.

First, it is not easy for everyone to get together. We must unite. Since ancient times, there has been no danger in the tomb of the gods. We must cooperate sincerely and not kill each other before we see the treasure.

On the other hand, it is not easy to be the leader of the three camps. It is not easy to be the convener. I hope that everyone will gather under the leadership of the leader and not act privately before the restriction in the tomb of the gods is broken.

Thirdly, the process of breaking through the God's Tomb will definitely not be easy. No matter what setbacks there are, I hope everyone will not mess up their position.

After the blood-clothed boy announced, the yellow-haired old man rose into the air and shot out a wave of light, which hit the cliff on the west side of the valley. After the originally plain cliff was hit by the light wave, a large net that looked like a water wave suddenly appeared.

The big net rippled, and each grid flashed with sparkling light waves, seeming to burn and burn out.

The yellow-haired old man yelled, "Throw out all the banned cards and prepare to open them!"

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