In a flash of white light, Zhang Ning appeared in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, he still didn't see the inside of the elevator clearly, and the speed of teleportation became faster and faster! He looked at his watch, two-thirds of the time had passed, and the secret realm would be closed in more than four hours.

The lobby of the hotel is very different from the previous ones, the lobby is full of decorations and looks opulent, and a few staff members are busy and lively - the lobby manager is polite and dressed in a smart suit, the three front desk ladies show their trademark eight teeth, and the doorman hauls a luggage cart busily around......

If you ignore the spine that the lobby manager flicks when he turns around, the jaw of a front desk lady that falls on the marble countertop from time to time, the two eyeballs that disappear from another front desk, and the skinless face of the doorman, this is quite normal.

Zhang Ning decided not to bother them.

He calmly walked to the revolving door, entered, spun half a circle, and walked out—into the hotel lobby.

He walked two more times, and the result was the same—and sure enough, he still couldn't get out.

But his actions have already caught the attention of the staff.

All the "people" stopped their work and saluted Zhang Ning. Xu is goblet shielded the breath of the living and confused them, so they didn't attack immediately.

Zhang Ning secretly mobilized his stationery magic weapon, and was about to launch a thunderous blow, when he heard a heart-rending "Senior Brother!!~~"

Words cry blood.

A white light flashed in the center of the hall, and five Xuanjian Sect monks, four men and one woman, showed their figures.

As soon as they appeared, they lined up the sword formation and surrounded Zhang Ning.

The first person said: "This Qingxu Sect Daoist, I have affairs to deal with, I hope you don't do anything about it." ”

Zhang Ning shrugged: "Please take care of yourself." ”

As soon as the man raised his chin, the other three no longer surrounded Zhang Ning, but each drove the flying sword to attack the "staff" in the lobby.

Since there was another fanfare Xuanjian Sect monk in the lobby, the staff began to pounce on them with teeth and claws, just like the plot of the zombie movie.

But their combat effectiveness was also as scum as the red-clothed female zombie in the room service, and the Xuanjian Sect monk eliminated them in three or two clicks, leaving only the lobby manager.

The Xuanjian Sect Monk trembled and moved step by step towards the lobby manager, who stood still, as if she was stunned by the death of her kind.

"Senior brother, I'm your junior sister Wan Hongscoop, do you remember what Xiao Jianfeng said to me?"

“......”

"Senior brother, look at me, it's me, your spoon sister!" At this time, she had already stepped closer, and opened her arms to hug the lobby manager.

As he got closer, the lobby manager smelled fresh meat, and he suddenly grinned, revealing the brown fangs inside, and stretched out his head to bite the prey that had rushed into his arms.

"Senior sister!" the four people of Xuanjian Sect shouted in unison, and then one of them reached out to copy back the "spoon sister" with a clear division of labor, one threw out several silver small swords and pinched the trick with both hands to trap the lobby manager in the sword formation, one person stepped forward with a sword to prepare to end the lobby manager, and one person still stared at Zhang Ning.

Seeing that the senior brothers were coming, Wan Hongspoon screamed frantically: "The master promised me to rescue Senior Brother Guo! What are you doing?

Zhang Ning almost squirted, this stalk is too cold.

The man who grabbed Wan Hongspoon said, "Senior Sister Wan, what the master said is that if he is still alive, bring him back to ......"

Wan Hongspoon immediately said: "He's still alive......"

The sword-wielding monk interrupted her: "Senior Sister Wan! he is no longer the original Senior Brother Guo Liangfeng!"

Wan Hongspoon screamed, "It's him, it's him! We take him out, and when we return to the sect, we will definitely be able to save him!"

The monk who controlled the small sword formation sighed, "Last time we participated in the secret realm trial with Senior Brother Guo, he was stranded here on a solo expedition...... It is rumored that those who fail to leave the secret realm on time will lose their minds and become monsters in the secret realm. This time, I just came to the rescue with a fluke heart...... It can be seen that the legend is true, his spiritual power has been exhausted, his body is corrupted, his soul is gone, and he has no way to return to heaven......

Wan Hongscoo's face turned pale, and she fell to the ground and cried bitterly, whispering vaguely while crying.

Zhang Ning's ears were tippy, and he heard the words "Xianbao" and "dowry".

The cool breeze of the pot that turned into a zombie was quickly dealt with. It is worth Zhang Ning's attention that the person who did it took away something from the pot Liangfeng......

It turned out that the rescue was fake, and retrieving the sect's things was their real purpose. As for this little junior sister who is in the way, she must have a high status in the Xuanjian Sect, and the reason why she was brought with her should be to make her completely dead, and she should marry someone in the future, and she should marry and marry.

Zhang Ning made up a bloody TV series and then watched the people of Xuanjian Gate, they did not take the immortal weapon, nor did they leave immediately, after the four of them reset a certain formation, they were teleported away together. The dejected Wan Hong Spoon was driven away by his senior brother.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Ning deduced in his heart that it seemed that the Xuanjian Sect had developed the method of teleportation on its own, and the four of them could form a formation. Several major sects in this secret realm palace have been studying for hundreds of years, in addition to the Xuanjian Gate's teleportation method and the method of interjecting the heart, there must be many secret techniques that he doesn't know, and he must hurry up so as not to be taken away by others first.

Zhang Ning was about to start searching the hotel lobby, and after a few flickering moments, another person was teleported to the middle of the lobby - it was the black-lipped person in the ghost sect.

Black lips saw Zhang Ning in the lobby, and without saying a word, he summoned three gray mist and pounced on Zhang Ning.

However, before the formation could be completed, the three clouds of mist lined up and burrowed into the dementor bells.

There was a few breaths of embarrassment in the scene.

Black Lips cried out in a lost voice, "My Three Soul Binding Technique......"

Immediately, he resolutely used the spell to press the bottom of the box—three black mist and seven white mist were intertwined and pounced on Zhang Ning!

As a result, as before, the fog entered the Dementor Bell in an orderly manner.

Zhang Ning watched all this calmly, without any waves in his heart.

And the black lips were not good, the ultimate exercise devoured his body, and he fell straight to the ground like a black stake, and even offered his soul.