Chapter 4085
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"Junior Sister Shangguan, you don't have to be so angry." Seeing Shangguan Yingying's unbalanced expression, Wanyan Ling could not help but comfort her. "Li Boyou has always been like this. Once things don't go as he wishes, he likes to push the blame to others."
"This guy deserves it." Shangguan Yingying pursed her lips. She could not be bothered to argue with him anymore.
The cultivators of the Hundred Flowers Gate tried for a long time before they were sure that the poison they were poisoned with was an ancient poison.
This poison had been lost for a long time. They had only seen it in ancient books. As for the antidote, it was even more impossible for them to know.
The poison acted up very quickly. Within two hours after it acted up, the seven cultivators had already lost their lives.
Looking at the seven corpses in front of them, the cultivators of the Crimson Moon Sect all had ugly expressions.
No one thought that they would suffer such a great loss here. These were all their teammates who had always been with them!
Now, seven of them had died. It was really hard for them to accept.
"Now, even Wanyan Ling has found a way to enter. We haven't found one yet. We have to work hard."
Bai Yingtian looked at the cultivators in his team. Now, everyone who had entered the next stage was from the Penglai Palace. They were really embarrassed.
The cultivators of the Hundred Flowers Gate nodded and immediately started searching the main hall.
Wanyan Ling's disappearance told them that as long as they could find a way to enter, they would be able to enter. So, they just needed to find a way.
Ren Ziheng and the others had also tried everything. However, they had to admit that although they usually felt that their comprehension was not bad, ever since they came to the ruin, they realized that it was not enough.
No matter how hard they racked their brains, they could not find a way to enter the next stage. They could only helplessly sit down and meditate.
In the blink of an eye, a few days had passed.
"What's going on? There's nothing in the main hall at all. " A cultivator could not help but mutter. "Now, we can't even find a way to leave. Are we going to stay here forever?"
"The owner of the ruin has such a strange personality. Don't tell me he wants to trap us here forever?"
"Don't tell me … we're going to die here?"
Everyone's expression became extremely ugly. Those who had entered the next stage had already entered long ago, but they still hadn't entered until now. In their hearts, they already understood that it was basically impossible.
Although it was fine to leave like this, being trapped in this place was not a solution.
Ren Zimei's expression turned ugly as well. "Big Brother, we won't be trapped here forever, right?"
Ren Ziheng couldn't help but look around. With a gloomy face, he said, "That shouldn't be the case. Maybe we'll be able to leave after Junior Sister Baili and the others succeed."
"I can only hope that this is the case." Chu Jinfeng sighed, "It's really not that easy to obtain the inheritance of this ruin."
Under such circumstances, Bai Yingtian also entered the black pool.
The number of cultivators in the black pool gradually increased until it reached ten people, and then it stopped increasing.
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