Feng Wuyou looked at the light walls and felt that science fiction shone into reality.

The light wall is very thin, as if it is shattered at once, but Feng Wuyou stays inside, but his heart is filled with unprecedented peace of mind.

She knew very well that no matter how many beasts there were outside, she would return home in a desperate situation when she encountered this wall of light.

There is only one thing they have to do now, and that is to wait.

Wait for this prominent beast attack to retreat.

Feng Wuyou looked at Wulun: "Is there a way to disperse these wild beasts?"

Ulun's face was not very good. He shook his head and said, "There are too many, it's hard to deal with, but they're here for a long time."

Feng Wuyou chewed his words.

This is very interesting. First of all, these beasts cannot be dispersed, but they also say that they will not stay for a long time.

This shows that the barbarians still have a support. Although they don’t know what they rely on, there must be something that can make these beasts feel uncomfortable or even dangerous, so that they dare not stay here for a long time.

What would this be?

Feng Wuyou thought, and his eyes were naturally looking at the light wall.

She reached out to touch it.

Just now, she saw Ulun placing his hands on this light wall, knowing that it should be harmless.

Sure enough, the tentacles touched a barrier.

This wall of light looks just a halo, as if anyone can pass through it at will, but when it really touches it, you can clearly feel the obstacles above.

The tentacles feel very strange, slightly cool, not hard, and even soft, but there is a strange resistance that prevents you from moving forward and can only stay where you touch the river wall.

Feng Wuyou held it and then endured it, but still couldn't help it, and asked Wulun: "What the hell is this?"

It is undoubtedly extremely rude to ask this, and as long as the barbarian is not a fool, he will not tell her such an important secret.

But Ulun said without hesitation: "Spiritual power."

Feng Wuyou:... Although she just used these two words to fool people, can you not return to her so quickly?

Just when she wanted to complain, she unexpectedly found that Wulun was very serious.

She suppressed the thoughts in her heart, changed her tone and asked, "Is this really spiritual power?"

Uren glanced at her strangely and said, "Besides the spiritual power left to us by the gods, what other miracles can be like this?"

That pious look was not fake.

Feng Wuyou felt inexplicably upset.

A chuckle suddenly came from beside him.

Feng Wuyou turned around and glared: "Why are you laughing at?"

Xiao Jinglan had a handsome face, and was particularly beautiful under the moonlight, and he looked at Feng Wuyou and smiled slightly: "Smiling Spirit."

Feng Wuyou just wanted to hit someone, this man was simply hateful.

But she also confirmed one thing, that is, Ulun and the others really don’t know what this light wall is.

They just know how to use it.

And the switch of this light wall... Feng Wuyou thought of the basement she went down today when the Saint selection was selected.

The weirdest underground passage is only a short path, and there seems to be no underground passage to enter the method at all.

If there is a place where such a light wall can be generated and can be easily triggered and controlled, there is only that place.

Feng Wuyou touched the wall of light again.

This light wall obviously needs energy support, just think that this energy is spiritual power, but there is no inexhaustible spiritual power in the world. Where does the spiritual power to maintain such a powerful device come from?

How come it has been going on for so many years?

Could it be because... Lingquan?
Chapter completed!