"Senior, if what you said is not wrong, there are a total of eight palaces, and the corresponding compass should be eight sides. Could it be that three tokens have been found?" Chen Rui said in confusion.

"This is normal. The battlefield in the Immortal World has been opened for countless times. It is very likely that someone has obtained a token in the past. Even if he obtains a token, he may not be able to enter the corresponding palace. The ban at the palace gate is not a joke. It cannot be cracked without sufficient standards. Therefore, the palace is still intact, and no trace of anyone entering can make sense." Qi Yunzi said.

Chen Rui nodded. This is indeed very likely, but it is not absolute. There are too many mysteries here. There are too few clues now that there are no verification.

In the distance, the melee fighting for the golden compass continued. In sharp contrast to it, the only circle of Chen Rui was Chen Rui. They were very quiet here and no one came to provoke. Of course, some people noticed the scene of Chen Rui obtaining the compass, but no one came to snatch it. The deterrence formed by the scene where two beasts of Chen Rui destroyed the cultivators of the Dacheng Sword Sect was still lingering in the hearts of those people. Even the Dacheng Sword Sect was destroyed in Chen Rui's hands. With these people, even if they came to snatch it, they would just be in vain and would add some more immortal skills to Chen Rui and others.

However, those who knew Chen Rui's achievements were limited to the monks who were stationed in the foggy-free area of ​​the middle section of the valley at the same time as Chen Rui. Those monks who later entered the valley did not know about it.

The quiet here didn't last long. At this moment, dozens of people rushed towards Chen Rui in the distance. Before he could get close, he heard a rampant sound. This sound contained the naked murderous intent and domineering.

"Boy Bai, hand over the compass, otherwise, die!"

Following the sound, dozens of people were the figures of them. When they approached Chen Rui and others, they immediately formed a circle of encirclements, firmly surrounding Chen Rui and others.

A middle-aged man wearing a purple long gown looked at Chen Rui and said in a low voice: "I will only give you ten breaths to consider. After ten breaths, I will not hand over it. We don't mind earning a fairy power."

However, what surprised the middle-aged man was that the boy did not show the terrifying expression he imagined, and there was not even a similar expression. Instead, his expression was extremely calm. In addition to him, the people around him also showed strange looks on their faces, and there was a weird look with jokes, as if they were looking at their own team like a fool.

This strange scene made the middle-aged man hesitate a little, and it makes no sense. Although the difference between the numbers of the two sides is not big, the overall cultivation is very different. The middle-aged man asked the four peaks on one side, and the eight late-stage people, and the weakest one was also asked the early stage. On Chen Rui's side, after a closer look, there were only Dazi and Mu Chen at the top of the ground, and there were only Tang Feng and Dong Yun at the late stage.

No matter how you look at it, there is a qualitative gap in strength between the two sides. Generally, this difference in strength is enough to make the weaker side bow down and surrender.

This simple comparison of cultivation strength and weakness was passed in the heart of the middle-aged man in the blink of an eye. However, it is too ridiculous to explain their expressions. In any case, they were also a group of monks who successfully came here, and they must have some ability. Do they have any amazing trump cards? But looking horizontally and vertically, there is no such person among these people who deliberately hide their cultivation.

Just as the middle-aged man and the gods were fighting in his heart, an excited voice came to his ears.

"A Rui, this fairy tactic that was delivered to the door is useless. It's better to kill it." This was Mu Chen's voice.

The middle-aged man was stunned and said to himself: "What did the boy in white say about the fairy ritual that came to his door? Does that mean his own group of people?"

Chen Rui nodded and then said slowly: "That's the point! Miss Zeng Rou, Brother Tang Feng, Brother Dong Yun, the late-stage cultivators in the opposite camp will be handed over to you. I believe that with the assistance of Miss Zeng Rou's heart formation, it will be not difficult for you to defeat it. As for the remaining four people at the peak of the earth, let me and Brother Mu handle it. Well, we have made up this fairy power."

Everyone had no objection to Chen Rui's arrangement, and it was impossible to have any objections. Such an arrangement was equivalent to sending some of the immortal skills of Tang Feng and others. They knew very well that under normal circumstances, Chen Rui and Mu Chen were enough to kill these people, and it was not their turn to take action.

The middle-aged man was stunned. The other party actually treated him as nothing and made such a ridiculous arrangement in front of him.

"Haha, it seems that I was a little too worried before. It turns out that you are really idiots!" The middle-aged man smiled grimly, then waved his hand and shouted angrily: "Good, kill these crazy lunatics on the spot."

"Overbial power!" At this time, Mu Chen took a step forward, drew a circle in front of him with his right hand, and then waved his sleeves, and immediately a sharp Yuanli sword energy covered the three early cultivators who rushed out like lightning.

A shrill scream came in an instant. With just a wave, Mu Chen directly killed the three monks in the early stage.

"Some skills!" The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, and his mind moved. The surging heaven and earth Yuanli roared out from his soul and instantly condensed into a Yuanli Cauldron. While a powerful pressure spread out instantly, the large cauldron came towards Chen Rui in an instant, with that amazing pressure.

"Boom boom!"

It has to be said that the middle-aged man is indeed good, and this magical power is indeed amazing. The rich light emitted from the cauldron contains the rich power of heaven and earth. Even the masters in the later stages will run away in a hurry.

"Da Zi, come on!" Chen Rui's divine thought, and the purple electric crocodile under his seat immediately flew out and headed straight for the descending Yuanli Cauldron. Da Zi roared, and three huge purple electric balls tore through the pressure brought by the Yuanli Cauldron, and then directly carried the terrifying sound of wind and thunder, collided with the Yuanli Cauldron.

Just as Da Zi took action, Chen Rui himself flashed, as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, he approached the peak monk and pointed his eyebrows.

Mu Chen had already rushed out, and was killing happily at this moment. Tang Feng and others fought with the opponent's monks with the help of Zeng Rou's heart formation.

At this moment, the formation arranged by Zeng Rou is called the Eighth Formation Map of Heart. This formation can greatly reduce the enemy's degree and suppress the opponent's spiritual consciousness. It is an extremely clever trapping array.

Besides, when Chen Rui saw this attack, the peak monk in the earth asked, couldn't help but snorted coldly, and his palms closed, and a light shield of heaven and earth power condensed in front of him.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!