Uncle Ling also drew his sword, afraid that an Xiuwen would activate the defensive array again and perish together with Ling Chuxi.
The array plate flashed, and an arched door appeared on the side of the hall. An Xiuwen roared repeatedly and rushed out on his flying sword.
Ling Chuxi and uncle Ling looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"It seems that this guy is determined to get the sea Spirit flower." Uncle Ling said helplessly.
"What do we do now?" Ling Chuxi asked.
"We can only wait and see. He has already used the formation disk to control the green cloud shuttle. It's impossible to activate the formation with human strength. If something happens to him, none of us will be able to leave. If we force him too much and he throws the formation disk into the rootless sea, it will be even more troublesome." Uncle Ling said helplessly.
"The Shangguan family must be out of their minds. They actually gave the position of steward to this idiot and lunatic." LAN Xinyu scolded.
"See, I told you there wouldn't be any danger. Now you believe me, right?" As he spoke, an Xiuwen had already mounted his flying sword and was suspended in the air above the sea. He laughed wildly as he shouted at Ling Chuxi and the others.
"Eh? what's going on? even in the outer region of the rootless sea, the ice blade Storm should not be underestimated. How come this guy is fine?" Uncle Ling said in confusion as he looked at the calm sea.
Ling Chuxi also found it a little strange. She had been to the endless ice sea before and the turbulence of the extreme cold ice wind was like a blade. It was even stronger than the turbulence of space. Logically speaking, the rootless sea should be more violent. How could it be so calm?
"Old GE, that an guy didn't have any. Could it be that he guessed it right? why don't we go and try our luck?" A young cultivator said eagerly.
"Although he looks fine, I still feel that something is wrong. I think it's better to be careful." Old GE tried to persuade him.
"How about this, we'll go and try it out first. If there's any danger, we'll immediately escape back." The young cultivator said. The sea Spirit flower that was worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions was an irresistible temptation for everyone. If there was really danger, then it would be fine, but it didn't seem to be dangerous, so it was inevitable that some people would waver.
With that, the young man also jumped down from the arch door. He was not a martial monarch yet, so he could not ride a flying sword. However, this was the edge of the rootless sea, and there were many reefs that could protrude from the sea surface, which was just the right place to land.
"I'm fine, I'm really fine. You guys should come down and try your luck. " The young man waved to his companions.
Seeing that he was fine, a few other courageous youths also jumped down. Following that, more and more cultivators jumped down from the blue cloud shuttle. A small number of cultivators who had reached the monarch level directly flew up on their flying swords.
"Chuxi, why don't we go and try too?" LAN Xinyu had always been a restless person, so she was also a little tempted.
"Uncle Ling, what do you think?" To be honest, Ling Chuxi was also a little tempted. An Xiuwen was right about one thing. If it wasn't for luck, one might not be able to find the rootless sea even if they searched for a few lifetimes. It was rare to come here, and it didn't seem to be dangerous. It would be a pity if they didn't try.
In addition to the heart of a strong person, Ling Chuxi also had a lot of adventurous genes in her bones. However, out of caution and respect, he still asked for uncle Ling's opinion.
"Then let's go try. I have to go out anyway." Uncle Ling said after some thought.
"Oh?" Ling Chuxi looked at uncle Ling in confusion.
"I have to guard that idiot. If anything happens to him, none of us will be able to leave." Uncle Ling pointed at an Xiuwen, who was riding on his flying sword and following the sea soul Flower in circles, and said in a bad mood.
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