The comer is the ancestor of the Fengjian School, Shen Xiong.
Colleagues are enemies, and the relationship between the two factions is not bad.
"Brother Shen, what are they doing?"
Li Yixiao wondered.
"It's not a matter of arguing about the distribution of treasures.
It is impossible for so many martial arts to go in. They are discussing how many people are sent out. "
Shen Xiong smiled.
As soon as Li Yixiao wanted to speak, he saw the crowd spread out.
The heads of more than a dozen factions in each of them also stood seriously.
"Everyone is quiet. After discussions by your heads, we have decided to send ten people into the treasure house."
"Now invite each faction to enter the treasure house one hour later."
The speaker is Lu Jian, the leader of the Sword Sword School, which ranks second in the South Sword School.
As soon as the words fell, the factions began to get busy.
An hour later, 320 people stood in front of the venue.
Each faction is led by two elders of the Zhaozhaojing, and the rest are disciples at the peak of the marrowwashing.
Zhang Xing was amongst the disciples of Tai'a Sword.
When he arrived, Shengyi had been put into Longdao.
So as not to cause some unnecessary trouble.
Leading the team were Zhang Yu and Zeng Chi, two elders sitting in the middle of the scene.
Inside (qingqing) conditions are unknown, the head and ancestors must not be able to enter.
The elders sent in the early stage of the sitting scene felt that their strength was not enough, and the middle stage was just right.
Other schools also think so.
The treasure entry / exit has been dug out and serves as a gateway to the mountain.
Three hundred and twenty people walked in carefully.
The crowd seemed to be heading underground.
All the way unimpeded, without encountering any organs and formations.
After half an hour, the crowd came to a large building (the hall di n) that could hold tens of thousands of people.
Dozens of stone gates have appeared on both sides of the hall.
"You, there may be organ formations behind these stone gates. Whether you can get past depends on your luck."
"As for which door to choose, please help yourself."
The speaker is an elder of the Sword Squad.
Zhang Xing counted thirty two in Shimen.
"It's a coincidence, thirty-two people, thirty-two doors."
Zhang Xing felt a little strange, but didn't think much.
At this time, some martial arts people had been anxious to choose a door and walked in.
Other martial arts people naturally choose the door where nobody enters.
By the end of the day, only the Tai'a Sword Sect, the Storm Sword Sect, and the Flowing Sword Sect remained.
Zeng Chi and Zhang Yu looked at Zhang Xing. Although they didn't speak, the inquiries had been expressed.
Zhang Xing nodded slightly.
The two elders waved their hands and entered a door nobody had entered.
The other two factions also entered the remaining two doors.
Zhang Xing and others felt as if they had entered a new world as soon as they entered.
"Wow! What a beautiful world!"
A female disciple screamed.
Another female disciple (Qing Qing) was unwilling (forbidden) to pick up roses blooming on the roadside.
"Don't mess around!"
Elder Zeng Chi immediately waved to stop.
"Don't you think this world is the same as it was painted on?"
While everyone was amazed, Zhang Xing's voice came to his ears.
"Painted?"
Everyone froze.
"Yeah! When senior Yu said so, I also feel that the world is a bit too fresh (yan)."
Zhang Yu thoughtfully.
"Is it a fantasy formation?"
Zengchi wondered.
"That's right, it's a magical array, and this array is not clever.
This array is composed of many scrolls, and it is also appropriate to call it a medium in a picture. "
Zhang Xing said he took out a stone from Longdao and threw it forward.
boom!
More than a dozen flames spewed out from the middle of the flowers instantly, burning the stones into slag.
Everyone's face (color) changed, so great flame.
The face (color) of the female disciple who wanted to pick flowers just now became pale.
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