3011: C3011 Misfortune Transmission

C3011 Misfortune Transmission

After the two stone pillars became five-colored, the leader of the Autumn Water Pavilion shouted coldly and ordered everyone to enter.

In an instant. . . Be it the disciples of the Autumn Water Pavilion or the disciples of the other sects, they all flew towards the center of the five-colored glass pillar.

Obviously, the stone pillar was actually a stone door, a hidden stone door.

Behind the stone door was Herb Gathering Valley!

Jiang Ting was not in a hurry to enter. Instead, he looked up. "Senior Brother, what will happen if we don't make it back in time?"

Fan Bowen, who was about to enter, stopped in his tracks. "Junior Brother, you don't know? If we don't make it back in time. . . Without an exit, we can only wait for the opening of the Herb Grafting Valley to come back. However, Senior Brother, I've never heard of anyone who can live for more than fifty years in the Herb Gathering Valley. "

The Herb Gathering Valley opens once every fifty years. If one did not have time to leave and could not break through space, they would obviously be trapped in it for fifty years.

Jiang Ting frowned quietly. This mystic realm was not perfect.

The mystic realm he knew, regardless of whether it was a small mystic realm or a small space, when the time limit was reached, the small space would automatically repel and send people out of the mystic realm.

In the end, the Herb Grafting Valley actually had to rush to the exit by itself? Wasn't this adding trouble for no reason?

Fan Bowen urged, "Junior Brother, it's time for us to go in. "

He couldn't be blamed for this. In this short period of communication, many disciples from the six sects had already gone in. There were only a few who hadn't gone in yet, leaving only a few scattered.

Jiang Ting heard this and nodded at Green Bamboo. "Let's go. "

The three of them kicked the ground with their feet and also jumped towards the stone door.

After the three of them entered, the other disciples also entered within a few breaths of time. There were only six powerful warriors who were still expending their powers.

Because there was no one. . . Daoist Fresh Breeze and the others all stopped their magic power output.

"Rumble. . . " Under the trembling of the ground, the five-colored glass disappeared, and the stone pillar returned to the ground. Apart from the rubble, there were no other traces left.

The stone door and the stone pillar seemed to have never appeared.

The six of them landed on the ground.

The leader of the Autumn Water Pavilion sighed softly. " This time, I wonder how many people will be able to return alive. "

The Qingfeng Daoist chuckled. "I am also very impressed that Fairy Huan is willing to let her into the Herb Grafting Valley. "

The expert leading the Autumn Water Pavilion's team, whose real name was Hua Shang, was called Hua Ling, the champion of the Autumn Water Pavilion Tournament.

Clearly, there was some sort of connection between the two of them. When he thought about what Daoist Fresh Breeze had said, it was not difficult to tell. . .

"Fellow Daoist Qing Feng, you're being too serious. The one from the Purple Frost Sect. . . "

After thinking for a while, the Autumn Water Pavilion's flower still smiled and said, " Then. . . Uh, didn't that Fan Bowen also enter the Herb Grafting Valley? Compared to Hua Ling, that girl, his strength could be said to be weak. He still dared to enter, so why wouldn't Hua Ling dare?"

"If they all die, then it will be fun. " The expert leading the group from the Black Feather Pavilion suddenly spoke with a playful tone.

Daoist Fresh Breeze and Hua, who were still talking, also shut their mouths at the same time.

Then, they looked over at the same time, their eyes somewhat cold.

The Sacred Sun Clan and the other three sects just watched on calmly, not saying a word.

After a long while, Hua Mu's eyes still narrowed slightly, "Cao Han, what is your Black Feather Pavilion planning to do this time?"

Cao Han was the sinister old man who led the Black Feather Pavilion.

"It's not like this old man of mine can enter the Herb Grafting Valley. What can I do?"

After a pause, Cao Han slowly slanted his eyes and smiled. "The Demonic Beast running rampant in the Herb Gathering Valley. If they all die, it's just that they are not strong enough. What does it have to do with my Black Feather Pavilion? Fairy Huan, don't malign them. "

Without waiting for an answer, Cao Han looked at Daoist Qingfeng again. His voice was strange and inexplicable. " I heard that your Purple Frost Sect has a small desert under its jurisdiction, and there has been some fun in the past one or two years? Why don't you tell me and make me happy? "

. . .

In the Herb Grafting Valley.

Somewhere, in a marshland filled with a faint white fog.

In a ripple, Jiang Ting appeared about 30 meters above the marshland. As soon as he appeared, Jiang Ting, who did not have any leverage or support points, lost his balance and fell towards the marshland.

"My luck is not good. " Jiang Ting said in a low voice. He did not panic. Instead, he allowed his body to fall freely. He only took out the Black Dragon Spear.

However, in an instant, his body fell to a height of about three meters from the ground.

The Black Dragon Spear that he had already taken out stabbed towards the swamp on the ground without any hesitation.

"With a puff, the mud scattered in all directions. Although Jiang Ting's falling speed had slowed down, he was still falling at a rapid speed.

The mud and mud of the swamp were not solid at all.

However, it was enough for Jiang Ting.

When the tip of the spear came into contact with the swamp, the tiny bit of buffer and rebound, as well as the support of magic power, caused his entire person to roll in the air. With a roll, he lightly landed on the surface of the swamp.

The mud originally could not withstand the presence of people, but Jiang Ting stood calmly on top of the swamp.

Just as Jiang Ting was about to take out the map to compare where this place was.

"Gulp. Gulp. Bubbles began to appear on the surface of the muddy ground.

Jiang Ting suddenly stopped moving. He gripped the Black Dragon Spear tightly and stared quietly at the bubbles. A gloomy look appeared in his eyes.

He realized that his luck was. . . Really bad. It was one thing that he did not teleport to the ground, but there was actually a Demonic Beast in the swamp.

If he had not reacted to the situation when he fell down earlier, and instead fell into the swamp in a daze, wouldn't he have been swallowed by the Demonic Beast?

"Roar!" Along with the beast's roar, the mud scattered in all directions.

A huge monster that was thirty feet in size crawled out of the mud swamp. Even though its entire body was covered in mud, it was unable to conceal the luster of the black scales all over the huge monster's body.

It was a Demonic Beast that looked like an alligator.

That was. . . The Ink Wind Alligator! It was like an alligator. Its ability to bite and bite was extremely strong, and it was also good at wind-type attacks. Its scales also had extremely strong defensive abilities.

The Ink Wind Alligator that crawled out of the mud once again roared at Jiang Ting. "Roar!"

The sound waves shook, and countless ripples appeared on the surface of the swamp, spreading in all directions. The Ink Wind Crocodile's not very long tail swept across the swamp ground, causing mud to splatter everywhere.

Jiang Ting's gloomy expression disappeared. "What are you howling for!"

He had just entered the Herb Gathering Valley. He had a conflict with the Demonic Beast. The movement would definitely alert the nearby people. As for the others. . . If there was someone else nearby. . .

However, the Ink Wind Crocodile did not have as many considerations as Jiang Ting. With a leap of its four short limbs, its entire body. . . Pah! The crocodile rushed towards Jiang Ting like a flash of lightning.

"What a fast speed. " Jiang Ting was startled. He did not have the time to dodge as he hurriedly gripped the Black Dragon Spear and swept across.0

"Bang!" The Black Wind Crocodile was hit by the Black Dragon Spear when it was still half a zhang away from Jiang Ting. It was sent flying and crashed into countless trees in the swamp.

However, the crocodile shook its head, which had been hit by the spear until it was a little blurry, and got up again. Its eyes revealed a human-like seriousness.

Obviously, it noticed that Jiang Ting was not someone to be trifled with.

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