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Their excited expressions quickly became sour as they managed to cross the trees, and they could see that they were exactly the same as they were when they set out the previous day. When they wondered what other options they had, they had no moving positions, even the slightest and desperate groups.

"We can always try to see if we will eventually reach another place after the flight," Yan Xiaobao sighed, exhausted when he saw them backwards at night.

"Yes," Xu Biao nodded, but his face was suspected that Yan Xiaobao noticed it soon. Since Xu Biao was not ready to speak, Yan Xiaobao did not press him. Instead, he began to walk towards the edge of the forest visible in the distance.

No one said a word on the trip today because everyone felt listless when they saw their trips having a repetitive impact on them; their strategy failed and they could not leave the forest again.

The only thing that can be heard was as Yan Xiaobao pushed himself to his limit and traveled as quickly as possible on the dense forest. He rushed to the edge of the forest, hoping that he could leave.

In order to break through the limit, Yan Xiaobao's face became paler, his skin began to turn gray, his eyes blurred, and his breathing became unstable. After flying for nearly three hours, Yan Xiaobao was completely unable to move forward, although the edge was right in front of them.

Yan Xiaobao gritted his teeth in disappointment and slowly guided the six air fans to the ground. When he saw that the clearing where they landed was the same as they had earlier that day, the troubles in his eyes were obvious. In the exact same position.

When they landed on the ground, Yan Xiaobao stumbled and sweated from his body as he leaned against a strong tree. This abominable forest made it difficult for him to maintain a positive attitude.

When the others started the camp again, no one dared to talk to Yan Xiaobao because there was nothing they could say to cheer him up. In order to breathe the air, Yan Xiaobao hit the wood tree violently, just to shrink slightly from the pain behind the head. The forest seemed to object to any action he had taken.

Yan Xiaobao sighed deeply, stood up and walked towards the stream. Although he didn't dare to drink water, he still felt as if he needed to wash, and the tap water was perfect.

Seeing Yan Xiaobao's actions, Xu Biao hesitated before he followed the trend. "I think I know what this is," he said in a quiet voice. It was so quiet that even Yue couldn't hear it.

"It's an illusion," Xu Biao whispered, "There is a group of mercenaries who often accept assassinations and other tasks. They have been there for a long time, so I think they died in the last mission."

Hearing this, Yan Xiaobao frowned because he was washing his face and felt refreshed because cold water kept flowing on him.

"Mercenary?" Yan Xiaobao looked around and said. The forest he was in was almost real, not an illusion, but whenever he thought about how they were trapped in the forest, he couldn't help but think that Xu Biao might be right. At least it was not an ordinary forest.

"If it were them," Yan Xiaobao said with a frown, "Do you know how we can get rid of this illusion?"

Hearing this question, a bitter smile appeared on Xu Biao's face and he shook his head. "So far, I haven't heard anyone escape. Once we take a break, we will be forced to start from scratch. Unless we can go outside at once, we may be trapped here for a long time."

"With my current practice, I can't let us leave," Yan Xiaobao sighed and said. After a while, he thought about his choice. Suddenly, Yan Xiaobao opened his eyes with a smile on his face. He picked up a memory stone, which was used to store the flower of immortals, because he obtained it from the tunnel between the caves and caves where the demons lived.

Looking at the flower, Yan Xiaobao whistled, and everyone gathered beside him.

"We need to exit the forest at one time," Yan Xiaobao sighed, "but my current planting is not enough to cope with this flight,"

"However, we still have a chance to pass, but it requires me to absorb this sacred flower, and even after consuming it I can't guarantee that I will be strong enough for us to leave the forest."

Hearing this, the others looked at each other, and everyone saw the hope in their eyes again, and no one had any greed for the flower. They nodded quickly and smiled.

Yan Xiaobao remembers that last time he ate a sacred flower, which allowed his planting to make rapid progress, but this sacred flower is unique.

The flowers before were much older, which means that their refinement was Wu Wei. It mainly uses spiritual energy to refine the golden energy that Yan Xiaobao cannot use, but the flower in his hand is refining spiritual energy. Every moment, the energy of the mental energy drop will overflow on the stems of the flower, allowing beautiful silver light to be seen around the flower.

Looking at the flower, Yan Xiaobao felt as if he had swallowed it a few times in a daze, and then finally put the flower in his mouth. He noticed that the flower slowly turned into liquid and gently dripped into his throat.

Once the fluid touches his throat, it slowly dissipates and begins to rush through his body, through every vein and blood vessel, every meridian and dantian.

As silver energy began to pass through Yan Xiaobao's body, a silver light began to surge out from the young man sitting in the meditation, closing his eyes and staring at the new energy with his eyebrows.

Once he found some energy specifications, he used his own spiritual energy to rotate his cultivation base to collect willful energy entering through his mouth, originating from the divine flowers.

The previous sacred flowers are completely different from the one Yan Xiaobao just consumed. Although the one he photographed before was older and more refined, the energy it extracted was Wu Wei, who had managed to extract so much golden energy that he could even skip a few stars as a king.

However, for Yan Xiaobao, such a jump did not occur because he could not improve and control most of Wuwei and the spiritual energy in his body, but Lan Feng had absorbed as much as he could.

Now, due to the sacred flowers, Yan Xiaobao may once again advance in the team, but this time he was able to use every drop of silver liquid, not to mention Qixian.

When the dantian in the middle has been opened, adding a person's cyclone is a very difficult task, because all the qi is used to refine spiritual energy, but Yan Xiaobao gambling says that the extra qi will last long enough so that he can perfect it.

As Yan Xiaobao rotated his cultivation base to the limit, passing his spiritual energy and homogenous lines through his body, capturing and bringing this new energy back to his dantian cave and the ocean of spiritual energy, his body emitted a silver tone.

Because the spiritual energy and the two Dantian people were flooded, Yan Xiaobao could feel the fusion of the ocean one after another, and the external spiritual energy was transformed into Yan Xiaobao himself, causing his cultivation base to surge upwards.

As Yan Xiaobao's silver light shone, the young man opened his eyes and the silver light shone from the inside.

This tone is different from the tone of Sand Cloud, which is pure energy because his entire body is filled with spiritual energy and energy.

Without saying anything, Yan Xiaobao quickly created six fans of Qi. Yan Xiaobao's entire body is sweating now. The flower is indeed younger and less strong than the previous flower, but for Yan Xiaobao, it is the most beneficial flower he can get now. While controlling Qi Fan, he also constantly brought more and more qi and spiritual energy into his two dantian caves, as silver steam rose from his skin and beads of sweat flowed down his face.

Seeing that the energy really emerged from Yan Xiaobao, everyone rushed into a fan, and then they walked into the sky. Flying at a much faster speed than last time. It was not a matter of keeping qi, but a matter of racing against time. He tried to leave the forest, and then he refined the newly acquired qi into spiritual energy.

Flying above the treetops, they reached a completely identical landscape as they had before, as well as the scenery of the previous day. But this time, they really hoped to escape the illusion.

This is an illusion used to trap people, and according to Xu Biao, it is one of the best in the entire temple. Escape from a required pure power or very fast.

Two hours after flying over, Yan Xiaobao's planting base reached the ninth star of the master level; he finally caught up with Deng Wu and ate only one flower!

The planting base he had just jumped suddenly was not as stable as in the past, but their current situation did not make Hui people worry about the stability of his planting base.

Slightly leaning forward, his face turned pale again, and the beads of sweat from before turned into streams. His teeth gritted and his fists clenched as he urged himself to go faster.

Three hours passed, and Yan Xiaobao asked Qi Fan to move at the same speed as when he set out. The air and water he obtained from the flowers had already been used up, and now he relied on his own cyclone again.

Four hours passed, and Yan Xiaobao could hardly continue moving forward, but he could see the end of the forest getting closer and closer, so close that he could almost reach out to touch it.

Four and a half hours after the start, Yan Xiaobao finally allowed the fans to disappear. The group planted their feet on their way a few days ago, where a forest suddenly appeared.

When he landed on the ground, Yan Xiaobao was about to sit down and recall himself, because the fatigue on his face was obvious, however, he had no luxury to do so because about twenty people stood in front of them. All of these twenty people were wearing mismatched armor and weapons, which were obviously something they had plundered from their former victims.

"Well, if it weren't for the guild master Xu," one of the men said with a smile, but his smile did not convey any warmth at all. Instead, it seemed as vicious as a rabies. "Why did the guild master join us?" he asked, but his expression showed that he already knew Xu Biao was traveling in the group.

"What is your purpose to capture us in the illusion of the endless forest?" Xu Biao asked. His voice was condescending when he looked at the mercenaries in front of him. It should be the mercenary of his employees.

"Don't take the wrong way," the man said from the front, still smiling at Xu Biao and holding the mace in his hand, "We are just doing business and that's how it is. Our current task is to block your way, and it's better to reduce the number of people in your small party."

Upon hearing the news, a serious expression appeared on Xu Biao's face, but was quickly replaced by laughter. The older man laughed so loudly that he finally wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Of course," he said, "you forgot one thing," Xu Biao said, still laughing, golden energy gushing out of him, summoning a protective barrier around him. "I may not accept the mission, but do you really believe they will hand over my entire branch to my hiring guild? Can't I deal with ordinary king-level experts?"

An atmosphere of arrogance surrounded him, and when he mocked the man in front of him, a arrogant expression appeared on Xu Biao's face.

Seeing the arrogance on Xu Biao's face, the man with the mace also laughed loudly, and then lifted the mace above his head. Once Metz rose, thunderous screams sounded at their leader.

Everyone should be worried when they hear the cheers, but Xu Biao did not show this emotion on his face. On the contrary, there was a hint of embarrassment.

“I think I’m stupid enough to fall down like hallucination craft,” he sighed as he scratched his head, “as if that wasn’t enough, who would have thought I had to be saved by a man. There wasn’t even a King Ranking expert. A simple Master Ranking guy had to save me and my subordinates. Do you know how embarrassing it?”

When he heard Xu Biao speak, the man with a mace looked at him confused, as if he didn't know the man standing in front of him. The golden light that surged from Xu Biao was incredibly domineering. Although the man with a mace was a powerful king-level expert, he was far from being at the top of the king-level like Xu Biao.

"Xie Lan, stand by and let Yan Xiaobao be safe and sound," Xu Biao suddenly shouted an order, and the woman who followed him nodded, standing next to Yan Xiaobao, a golden light shone out from her hands, wrapping her body in an extraordinary halo, making her beautiful appearance even more charming.

"Deng Wu, Sha Yun handles all the little French fries, Wang Julong assists anyone with it. I will handle this person myself."

Hearing that Xu Biao was the one who issued the order mixed expression, he could be seen on Yan Xiaobao's friend's face, but after thinking for a few seconds, everyone nodded in agreement with the action plan, which was their best solution.

The cultivator Xu Biao called "Little French Fries", whether it was a master or a master, would make Deng Wu smile bitterly. After a glance backwards, Deng Wu noticed that Yan Xiaobao entered meditation and sat next to Xie Lan. His expression was completely blank, and he was completely focused on his meditation.

Seeing this, Deng Wu snorted a little, but felt a deep relief. Yan Xiaobao really pushed himself to the limit and forced his body to persevere until he safely let them get rid of the hallucinations. Letting him sit down and meditate was something they all felt deserved.

The golden light around Xu Biao had been spraying for a while. As the guild master raised his arms, the golden light around him took the shape of a huge golden arm, making his arm his actual action.

Using Wuwei in battle is the most powerful force. Wuwei is an energy that can form anything from it. Unlike martial arts skills, people do not need to practice specific skills and activate Qi in specific modes within the meridians.

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