Bai Yi stared at the two formations intently. As he expected, the rotation speed of the two mutually reversed formations became slower and slower.

Until a delicate balance point, Bai Yi flew into the double formation along a sudden dim array pattern.

The yellow sand monkey was almost frightened and stared at Bai Yi with his eyes tightly: "Brother! You have to be careful!"

Bai Yi's mouth bent and gave it a reassuring look. After he picked up the long spear of the spirit dragon in his hand, Bai Yi picked up all the spirit stones piled up on the eyes of the formation and Bai Yi picked up all the spirit stones piled up on his big backpack.

The array eye lost the spiritual energy provided by the spirit stone, and the entire double formation suddenly became dim. With a muffled sound of "bang", the double formation completely lost its energy and stopped operating.

"It's done!"

Bai Yi was overjoyed and looked at the dozens of spirit stones in his backpack and became a fool.

However, what Bai Yi didn't know was that everything he was in was seen by a tiny black shadow.

"This kid's ability to understand the formation is really not weak. It's a pity that he was born in the wrong place and was born in this broken place where spiritual energy is scarce. What a pity!"

What he was talking to himself was a small hill turtle with a horn on his head. At this moment, it was staring at Bai Yi's every move.

"What is this formation guarding?"

Bai Yi was very happy and began to search for the broken formation inch by inch.

After a while, I was attracted by a jade box buried under the ground.

"What's this?"

Bai Yi quickly swept back and forth on the jade box with his spiritual sense several times. After confirming that there was no danger, he quickly opened the jade box.

A crystal clear jade slip appeared in his eyes.

"What's this?"

Bai Yi carefully held the jade slip in his hand, and his spiritual consciousness accidentally penetrated in. His mind suddenly buzzed, and countless magical knowledge poured into his mind.

"This! It's actually a magical sect? "

Bai Yi's breathing became rapid, and the skills of practicing the spiritual craft called "The Concentration Jue" were clearly revealed in his mind one by one.

"It's indeed a good baby. This is more systematic and powerful than the fragments of spiritual consciousness skills I got from the magic map!"

Bai Yi was almost screaming with excitement.

Not far away, he looked at Bai Yi's appearance in a mountain turtle and shook his head contemptuously: "This brat is such a rusty bun. Such a destructive technique is just a garbage thing practiced by external disciples. Alas! It's really disappointing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little mountain turtle trembled suddenly and looked at Bai Yi a little incredible: "No, this kid actually knows that this is a magical technique? Could it be that he is practicing the cultivation world's skills?"

A sharp spiritual sense shot out from the small hill turtle. What shocked it was that it felt a wave of spiritual energy from Bai Yi, and it had reached the peak of the fourth level of Qi training, one step away from the fifth level of Qi training.

"How is this possible? You can actually practice to the fifth level of Qi training in a place where spiritual energy is so scarce?"

Xiaoshan Turtle could no longer help but feel excited and rushed towards Bai Yifei.

"Um?"

Bai Yi looked over and two embroidery needles hit him without thinking.

"Ding!" "Ding!"

Two sounds of the collision of essence and iron sounded, and a vast spiritual thrust directly overturned Bai Yi to the ground.

"What the hell is that powerful?"

Bai Yi stared at the thing that fell in front of him. After seeing its appearance, he couldn't help but take a breath: "It's actually a mutated turtle!"
Chapter completed!