The six of them surrounded Bai Xiaowen, not afraid that he would grow wings and fly away.
Bai Xiaowen said with a smile, "There are six of you, and all of you are top-notch evolvers with god's favor. Why are you so afraid of my formation?"
"You don't have to use reverse psychology," the mantis-man said.
"The more anxious you are, the more it proves that our strategy is correct," the tortoise man said.
Bai Xiaowen glanced at the tortoise man. "You are the Turtle God's Apostle, right? I encountered three of your clansmen in the Prophecy Temple, and they didn't end up well … … Don't you want to avenge them?"
The mountain-like tortoise man took a deep breath. "I am waiting for a better opportunity. You will definitely die."
"Well said, Charak! Lv Wang is very cunning. Don't fall for his trick and let him find an opportunity, "the rough-looking black-furred barbarian said in a deep voice." In short, we will maintain the current pressure. Due to the special environment of the Land of Origin, Lv Wang can't naturally recover his spiritual power. Once we discover that he is absorbing spirit crystals, we will take turns casting long-range spells to interfere. He definitely won't be able to last against the six of us. "
The six of them had broad horizons and rich combat experience. Although they didn't know much about the Eight Gate Immortal Formation, they could tell that this was a trap formation that targeted the inside of the formation. Its main function was to prevent people from entering or leaving, but it couldn't effectively block long-range spells.
The six Apostles had the same idea. They had to wait for the formation to stop operating on its own before attacking.
As for the possibility that Bai Xiaowen would set up a new formation to protect himself, the six of them didn't care.
In the end, their goal wasn't to kill Bai Xiaowen, but to prevent Bai Xiaowen from becoming the God of Death.
If Bai Xiaowen continued to rely on setting up the formation to hide, the six of them could continue to waste time here.
Moreover, setting up a formation relied on talismans. No matter how well prepared Bai Xiaowen was, he couldn't continue to waste time endlessly. Whether he ran out of talismans or spirit crystals, it would mean that he was in a desperate situation.
Bai Xiaowen frowned and pondered silently in his heart.
"The six of them didn't try to break the formation directly. They must be wary of each other. After all, they were not disciples of the same god, and there was a certain competitive relationship between them. It was impossible for them to work together and trust others with their backs. However, if I were to become the Grim Reaper, it would be equivalent to declaring victory in advance. That's why the Chosen from the opposing faction worked together to suppress me. "
However, the six of them chose Bai Xiaowen's safe plan, which made things difficult for Bai Xiaowen.
With twelve eyes watching, even if Bai Xiaowen wanted to do something, it would be hard for him to succeed. The reason why he could secretly set up the Four Symbols Formation while fighting with Gast was that when Gast was in a fierce state of fighting, the violent disturbance of spiritual energy could cover up Bai Xiaowen's movements of setting up the formation, as well as the fluctuation of spiritual energy brought about by the formation talismans.
Obviously, they didn't have the same conditions as before.
However, Bai Xiaowen did not panic. Although there were many strong people from the opposing faction, he was not alone. He believed that the evolvers from the friendly faction would come to his aid soon.
At that moment, Bai Xiaowen sat cross-legged on the silver throne and slowly absorbed the spiritual crystals to recover. He did not take the six of them seriously at all.
If it were an ordinary person, they might have been angered, but the six of them were extremely calm. They were not angry at all and just stared at Bai Xiaowen indifferently.
The day on the Death Omen Star passed quickly, and night fell.
"There's fog," the tortoise man suddenly felt something and raised his head.
"At night on the Death Omen Star, the nether energy vortex sinks and the temperature drops sharply. That's why there's a slight fog. It's not surprising," the mantis-man said.
"No! Someone's coming. "The black-haired barbarian suddenly stood up, and two beams of red light shot out from his scarlet eyes." Who is it? "
A figure slowly walked out from the thin fog.
It was a tall and slender woman wearing a red ancient costume. Her eyes were long and thin, and the corners of her eyes were slightly downwards. She was shaped like a phoenix, and there was an invisible air of arrogance on her face.
"Human girl, which god are you under? Quickly tell me your name, or you're not allowed to come close! "the black-haired barbarian shouted.
The woman in red smiled. "I'm the Fire God's Chosen One. You can call me the Queen Bee."
"Fire God …" The six of them looked at each other.
"I'm not on the same side as Lv Wang."
"It seems to be a neutral god." The six of them were slightly relieved.
The Queen Bee smiled. "Can you let me pass?"
"No." The black-haired barbarian shouted. "Even if you're not on the same side as Lv Wang, you're not allowed to pass to avoid any unexpected changes."
The tortoise man gently advised, "Madam Queen Bee, there are twelve god descendant level gargoyles guarding the Death Omen Castle. Even if we let you pass, you'll definitely not be able to pass by yourself."
Suddenly, another voice came from the fog.
"Hehe, what if I join?"
This voice had a trace of vicissitudes of life, and there was a soul-stirring magnetism in it. It made people instinctively feel that what he said made sense.
Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw a middle-aged man standing there quietly. The fog flickered and reflected his face.
"Who are you?" The mantis-man's voice was sharp.
"Qiao Liqun," the middle-aged man said with a smile. "I serve the God of Truth."
"The God of Truth!" The six Chosen One looked at Qiao Liqun cautiously as if they were facing a great enemy.
Obviously, the six of them knew that the God of Truth was on Lv Wang's side.
Moreover, Qiao Liqun's aura gave the six of them an unfathomable feeling. It was as if they were not facing a mortal but a vast ocean.
"He's only one person … Don't worry, he won't dare to do anything," the mantis-man said softly.
Qiao Liqun smiled. "I really don't plan to do anything. I just want to reason with everyone."
As he spoke, a red book appeared in Qiao Liqun's palm. He flipped to the first page and began to read aloud.
"Who's our enemy? Who's our friend? This is the most important question … "
Although the content of the book Qiao Liqun was reading aloud seemed to be unrelated, there was a strange rhythm to it. It attracted the attention of the six of them and they did not interrupt him.
After listening to a long paragraph, when Qiao Liqun flipped the page, the mantis-man was the first to come to his senses. He said loudly, "Shut up!"
His voice was sharp, like metal scratching glass. The other five people also came to their senses.
"What kind of magic is this?"
"Spirit element?"
The six of them were on high alert.
After being interrupted, Qiao Liqun was not angry. He only shook his head and said with a smile, "Sigh, this is an irrefutable truth. Why aren't you willing to listen? Non-human races really can't be taught. "
Large transparent words rose above Qiao Liqun's head. They were the words he had just read. Each word was as big as a basket and vibrated in the air, giving off a strange resonance and sound.
For a moment, it was as if thousands of people were chanting in the air. There were vibrations in all directions, causing the air to ripple densely.
Clearly, this was a large area of effect Spirit Spell!
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