1127: C1127 Concealment Formation

C1127 Concealment Formation

Fan Shijing was similarly stunned. "It can't be that Junior Brother also accepted this mission, right?"

They had clearly taken the initiative to accept this mission.

Why would Lu Yu participate in this mission?

Song Zhuxiu suddenly walked forward and said in a cold voice, "Which peak are you from? What are you doing here?"

"Lieyang Peak, Fang Yun."

Lu Yu showed him his waist plate and the information that Elder Tianxing had given him.

Song Zhuxiu glanced at the waist plate and his eyes fell on Lu Yu's information. He suddenly frowned and said, "The people in the Mission Hall are getting more and more ridiculous. The same mission was accepted by two groups of people!"

Generally speaking, as long as a mission was accepted by someone, it would disappear until the mission was completed or it failed.

This was also to prevent many people from receiving repeated missions and causing conflicts.

Fan Shijing looked behind Lu Yu. "Where is the person who came with you?"

Logically speaking, this kind of dangerous mission needed many people to take it together in order to be safe.

Lu Yu shook his head. "Only me."

The surrounding disciples couldn't help but laugh. He dared to take on a dangerous person all by himself. He really didn't know what death was.

Song Zhuxiu said impatiently, "Alright, you just follow us. You alone can't complete this mission."

He pointed at the group of Tibetan Xiufeng disciples behind Fan Shijing. "Go and be with them. Don't delay my business."

Fan Shijing angrily said, "Song Zhuxiu, what do you mean?"

"You know what I mean." Song Zhuxiu raised his head. "Only I can deal with these Demonic Cultivator. You guys, come here. Don't drag me down."

Lu Yu didn't care about these things. He asked, "Do you know where the rest of Demonic Cultivator is going?"

The information only mentioned a few places where Demonic Cultivator had once been.

However, a long time had already passed, and this information was no longer accurate.

Song Zhuxiu said proudly, "Our Heavenly Sword Peak has already found out about this. Although Demonic Cultivator often appeared in the surroundings, they would gather in one place every night. "

He took out the map, pointed at a forest of mountains and said, "This place is the place where Demonic Cultivator frequently appears. They have just wiped out the Giant Shark Sect. When they return, they will definitely let down their guard. We can take this opportunity to eliminate them in one fell swoop. "

Song Zhuxiu was confident, and everyone felt relieved.

A dozen or so inner disciples followed the directions on the map and arrived at a desolate mountain range.

This place was extremely desolate, and there were mountains and forests everywhere.

On the map, there wasn't even a single mortal city.

"This is the concealing formation that I, Master, gave me. With this, they won't be able to see us even if they were in front of us." Song Zhuxiu deployed a formation around them.

Immediately, a layer of faint white fog covered the air around them.

Lu Yu merely glanced at it and shook his head slightly.

This kind of clumsy thing, was it worthy of being called a formation?

Song Zhuxiu suddenly noticed Lu Yu and said with a frown, "What, Junior Brother Fang, do you think there is something wrong with my formation?"1

Lu Yu said bluntly, "The trees here are dense. I think it's better to find a remote place to hide. Your concealing formation is probably not as good as natural cover."

"Ignorant." Song Zhuxiu couldn't help but sneer. "This formation of mine was created by me, Master. It can conceal our Qi. If you don't understand, don't speak nonsense. "

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