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Chapter 48(2/2)

At this time, the most excited person was Mo Guzhou. Looking at the terrifying formations, he was extremely excited.

"The sect master is indeed right. There is really a palace here and this terrifying formation."

When he came, the sect leader personally summoned him, told him some things, and even told him the formation of this place.

Although the formation is terrifying, as long as you know the formation's eyes, you can enter safely.

The sect leader specifically stated that no matter what, he must grab the sword in this ruins without any mistakes.

At this time, Mo Guzhou's eyes flashed, he looked at the people around him, and said with a smile: "Do you want to go in?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed and they suddenly looked at Mo Guzhou. One of the old men said: "Little friend Mo, do you have a way to get in?"

"Of course!" Mo Guzhou said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone was shocked, even Murong Chen beside him changed his expression.

He didn't think that Mo Guzhou had the strength to break this formation. The sect must have taught him the method.

Murong Chen swore in his heart that he must become the Holy Son of the Tianlan Sect. Only in this way can he be trained by the Tianlan Sect.

"Brother Mo won't let us in for no reason, right?" a young cultivator said.

"Of course, as I said before, our Tianlan Sect only wants that sword. If everyone agrees, I will take everyone in together."

As Mo Guzhou spoke, everyone whispered.

They all understood that since the thing that Tianlan Sect was interested in, it must not be a mortal thing.

But now they can't even enter the formation, so what if they don't agree?

"I agree. I don't believe that such a big palace can only have one sword. There must be other treasures. As long as Mr. Mo can let us in, what if we give up the sword?"

"That's right. I, the Wuliang Sect, also agree to give up that sword, but we will try our best to fight for other creations!"

"I, the Qinghe Sect, also agree!"

One by one, the cultivators spoke up and agreed to Mo Guzhou's proposal.

"Okay, you are all well-known and respectable people in the Yan land, Guzhou trusts you now." Mo Guzhou smiled.

Then, he walked forward and began to look for the formation eye.

He was very excited. Now these people have agreed that as long as he leads them into the magic circle, they can get the ancient sword.

By that time, no one in the entire Tianlan Sect would be qualified to compete with him for the position of sect leader.

He had also thought about a person entering the magic circle and swallowing up all the creation in this place.

However, although the Tianlan Sect is a behemoth in Yan land, it is not invincible.

If he dares to monopolize creation today, I am afraid that he will be unable to leave this abyss and canyon and will definitely be besieged by many forces.

But it doesn't matter. The first generation of the sect leader had already taken away many of the scriptures and secrets from this place, except for the sword.

It was also because his cultivation was too low at the time and he was unable to resist the terrifying murderous intent on that sword.

When he accomplished his cultivation and wanted to explore the ruins again, he found that the ruins here had disappeared.

However, he had previously found the method to enter the "Four-Pole Extermination Array" in the hall, and then passed this method down.

Mo Guzhou knew very well that the creations in the ruins at this time were all leftovers picked up by the ancestors of the Tianlan Sect.

Thinking of this, Mo Guzhou felt an inexplicable sense of superiority in his heart. He glanced at everyone and smiled lightly.

"This man is treacherous and smiles with such evil intentions. I'm afraid he's not holding back anything good!" King Rakshasa said in a low voice.

"King Rakshasa, what should we do when we get inside? Should we grab it or not?"

"Of course we have to grab it. Since that sword is so extraordinary, we have to fight for it."

"But we didn't promise each other..."

"I promise, when did you hear me speak?" King Rakshasa snorted coldly.

At this time, Mo Guzhou's hands moved faster and faster, and as he waved his hands, these formation patterns actually changed.

Although this is a magic circle in the fairy world, it has existed here for thousands of years and has no source of power. At this time, it is extremely dim and almost withered.

Finally, amidst everyone's expectations, Mo Guzhou opened a portal on top of the magic circle.

With the appearance of this portal, everyone's eyes lit up.

"Go in!" As soon as the portal appeared, King Rakshasa ordered one of his cultivators to enter quickly.

"puff!"

"ah!"

A fierce attack descended from the magic circle. As soon as the cultivator approached the magic circle, he was strangled by the attack and turned into a ball of blood mist.

"Are you cheating?" King Rakshasa's face darkened and he looked at Mo Guzhou.

"King Rakshasa, you are too impatient. Do you want to enter before my magic circle has been cracked?" Mo Guzhou said with a half-smile.

Hearing this, King Rakshasa snorted coldly and stopped talking.

"Okay! You can come in now." Mo Guzhou said, but still no one dared to enter.

"Let's go!" Mo Guzhou led Murong Chen and others towards the magic circle.

"Impossible!" As soon as they entered the palace, Mo Guzhou exclaimed in disbelief.

"This is impossible. How are you still alive? How did you get in? Where is the sword?"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions suddenly changed. What happened? Could it be that someone got there first?

Everyone did not dare to neglect and hurriedly walked towards the magic circle. With gloomy faces and strong murderous intent, they narrowly escaped death and entered the ruins, but someone unexpectedly got in first?


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