The formation was broken, and the three of them walked out to find that it was just a shallow cave. If they were lucky enough to hide inside and couldn't come out, they would probably have been searched early, and they would be unable to fly.

The Misty Valley is indeed a name. As soon as they came out of this cave, with the eyes of the immortal cultivators, they could only see things within a few feet. The vast white fog hid everything in front of them, and only heard the sound of shouting and fighting from time to time in the white fog.

Seeing this, Mo Tiange first released the Qingmu Sword and was ready to fight at any time.

Liu Yidao frowned: "This...we can only take our luck?"

Mo Tiange said: "The fog is so big, it may not be a good thing for us. If we only have three of us, we may be cleared out soon. In this situation, if there are few people, we will start fighting directly. If there are too many people, we will hide and take the opportunity to attack."

"Not bad." Qin Xi nodded, "It's easier to deal with when there are few people in the heavy fog."

The three of them had a certain idea and wandered around. Sure enough, they encountered fighting skills from time to time. When they met those who were also from Yunwu Sect, they would help them. When they encountered Jindao Sect or Zixia Sect, they would take action. When there were too many people, they would hide in the fog, and used talismans to send messages to each other. If they encountered the other two factions fighting each other, they would sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight, and attack and kill at critical moments, and fish in the water.

In the vast white mist, seven or eight disciples of the Golden Sword Sect met with more than ten disciples of the Zixia Sect. When both sides saw it, they fought. Although there were few people from the Golden Sword Sect, their cultivation was high. The two sides fought back and forth, and their strength was equal. Just when they were both injured and were about to decide the outcome, suddenly, dense fire thorns grew around them, surrounding them. Then, large psychedelic flowers floated in with various magic talismans. Soon, they were already injured and used up their spiritual energy. They were cleared out by these spells and the token fell to the ground.

The fire thorns were removed, and three monks from the Yunwu Sect appeared. The tall and strong man in charge put away all the tokens on the ground. The three of them left for a while and disappeared into the fog.

At the end of the first day, when night fell, Mo Tiange and the other two returned to the place where the formation was located. Mo Tiange set up another maze formation, and the three of them hid inside and rested, and then divided the spoils.

After one day, they didn't kill much head-on, but they got it back in a good way. After all, they had about a hundred tokens.

Liu Yidao was surprised and happy: "We have made a profit now. Here we have about 100 tokens. Each of us has about 40 yuan, and each of us has ten tokens. Each of us has a reward of hundreds of spirit stones."

Mo Tiange calculated it in his mind. There are 300,000 Qi-refining disciples above the seventh level of the Yunwu Sect, and there are fewer Golden Knife Sect, but Zixia Sect is definitely above 500. In other words, in addition to this sect, the tokens that the Yunwu Sect can win is about 800. Of course, in fact, the Zixia Sect is stronger. If the Golden Knife Sect wins and loses between the Yunwu Sect and them is 55, the total sum of tokens that can be grabbed is only about 400, not to mention that more than half of the tokens of the Golden Knife Sect will be snatched by Zixia Sect, and it will be almost 300. Now they have more than 100 tokens in their hands, even if they are divided into three parts, I think there should be no problem with the top ten of the sects.

Qin Xi sat cross-legged on the ground, regulating his breath. When he heard this, his eyes did not open, and he said lightly: "Today, the most melee, the weakest ones have been cleared out. I'm afraid there will be no such cheap tomorrow. We should not be lucky."

The cold water was poured down, and Mo Tiange and Liu Yidao woke up a little. Liu Yidao looked ashamed and asked immediately: "Two junior brothers, how do you divide this token?"

Qin Xi opened his eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "We can get a bargain so easily, thanks to Junior Brother Ye's special magic, so I'll give him more."

Mo Tiange was stunned: "Why... how can you be so embarrassed?" Even so, Liu Yidao took the risk to find out the enemy's situation, and Qin Xi's superb magic tricks made those people think that they were quite large, so they were unwilling to resist.

Liu Yidao was also open-minded. He believed that although his skills were solid, he had no special skills, and he didn't have many strategies like them, so he didn't care much about it. He smiled and said, "Since that's the case, Junior Brother Ye, each with fifty tokens, Junior Brother Qin and I were forty-one, how about it?"

Qin Xi nodded without objection.

Since they agreed so, Mo Tiange no longer refused. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that although the path of immortality is difficult and he cannot think of the immortal cultivator as much noble, not everyone uses any means to see only benefits. Just like when she met these few, Liu Yidao was straightforward, Xu Jingzhi was concerned, and Qin Xi was also careful. Although she was always on guard against others because of her childhood lessons, now as Ye Xiaotian, she believes that they are all credible.

She put the fifty-three tokens into the Qiankun bag, and she also sat down to adjust her breath. Qin Xi had finished adjusting his breath and was guarded by him.

In fact, even if no one is guarding it, it doesn’t matter. Mo Tiange is still confident in the formation. This maze is the hard work of her and her second uncle. It’s okay for the Qi Refining Disciple to enter the formation and stay trapped for a few hours. But after all, it’s Misty Valley, so it’s better to be careful.

Suddenly, a sound came from the formation, as if someone had entered the formation.

Mo Tiange opened his eyes and looked at them. Each of them took out spiritual weapons or talismans.

The footsteps were very loud, a little staggering, and very messy, and it seemed that they were not alone.

"Senior Sister Shen, how about it?" The voice of a woman was crisp but hoarse, full of anxiety.

Mo Tiange frowned slightly, and the voice... was a bit familiar.

After a while, I heard the voice again: "It's okay, I can hold on, Junior Sister Wang, where is your injury?"

"Fortunately, the spiritual energy is almost exhausted."

The two were silent for a while, and then heard the junior sister Wang say, "I don't know where this is, there is no fog, I don't know if it's safe."

Senior Sister Shen said, "It may be the location of the cave left by the predecessors. I just don't know if it has been found. Why don't we look around?"

Mo Tiange drew his sword in his hand, and had already determined their position and slowly entered the formation. When she reached that position, she carefully turned around a corner, and suddenly a spell was coming towards her, and a few woods hit her. She missed her body and was about to swing the Qingmu sword, but she heard the man's surprise voice.

"Junior Brother Ye, is it Junior Brother Ye?"

Mo Tiange was stunned. The two women in front of him who described as embarrassed seemed familiar when they looked closely.

"Junior Brother Ye, I...I am Wang Qianyi!"

Mo Tiange was shocked: "Senior Sister Wang!" Didn't it be that she collected the senior sister Wang whom she met in Tianlu and Tiantian? Looking at another woman, although her hair was messy, she still couldn't hide her beauty and was very familiar. She hesitated and vaguely recognized, "Is this...Senior Sister Shen Bing?"
Chapter completed!