"Uh~!"

I only heard a heart-wrenching scream that suddenly stopped, and a look of extreme despair and horror immediately appeared on the face of the demon umbrella. Because at this moment, just as the demon umbrella flew out upside down, sliding over a black bar-shaped boulder, in front of him, a coffin that emitted a deep blue light and was as black as a mirror polished suddenly appeared.

It was just a blink of an eye, and the dark black coffin that suddenly rose directly included the demon umbrella, and then it was suspended in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, everyone looked behind with the blue light, and the black coffin that had subdued the body of the demon umbrella and the body of the blue light curtain was dancing with a blue light curtain, and it moved directly towards the black stone wall on one side, and the white light curtain that was still flickering slightly like a halo like water moved over.

Inside, the Demon Umbrella Umbrella had already lost consciousness, and was no different from the previous monk, and a bleak smile appeared on his face that he didn't know whether it was relief or his wish was fulfilled.

"Selfless Sword Sutra!"

However, at this time, in the middle of the passage ahead, Huang Pu Juelun, who had already passed by the demon umbrella umbrella before, suddenly froze, and shouted violently, and then, the sleeves of his wide black robe flew out in a series of direct brushes, with hundreds of short flying swords that were only less than two feet in length, and looked like a school of small fish swimming in the water.

After that, it was only one or two strokes that couldn't breathe, and Huang Pu's dense short flying swords directly passed through the black void, imprisoning the dark black coffin that imprisoned the body of the demon umbrella umbrella in a range of less than two feet.

Immediately after, the white flying sword was constantly spinning, producing countless Gangfeng and sword qi, forming a continuous attack like a white torrent.

I saw that inside the sword array, the dark black coffin, as the outer space continued to shrink, kept attacking, emitting a series of ping-pong collisions and bursting sounds, bursting out a large area of sparks intertwined with blue and red. Soon, as Huang Pu's peerless flying sword array kept shrinking the encirclement, the erected, dark black coffin was like a deflated ball, snapped, exhausted its power, and fell heavily on the black stone ground below.

"Huang Pu Juelun, what do you want?" Seeing this scene, the young man in green clothes in the light curtain immediately shouted.

However, when asked like this, Huang Pu Juelun didn't say anything at all, but just vigorously fired the white flying sword in his hand, as if he wanted to use his flying sword to directly break and smash the dark black mysterious coffin.

Whether a person is dead or alive may not matter much to him, but how the coffin is the envoy, what magic circle is inside, and what material is used is very important to Huang Pu Juelun at this moment.

"I understand, do you want to see if the demon umbrella umbrella of Huohuang Palace is dead, or do you want to rely on supernatural powers to test and test my Charm Xia Crystal Coffin, can you use your magic to attack and open it directly? I still understand the truth of the tragedy of the rabbit and the fox, but it's a pity, you are still the same, the Heavenly Sword Sect has been destroyed for so many years, and you have also died and lived so much, and you still can't understand the true Yuan Xuan of this world. Suddenly, the tone of the young man in green clothes in the light curtain turned calm again.

"Humph!"

Huang Pu just snorted coldly, and then again

It was the non-stop envoy who picked up his flying sword and began to consume and chop up the dark black charm crystal coffin that hid the body of the demon umbrella.

"Okay, if you don't answer, then I'll take you by default. In that case, let me give you a ride, old man!"

"Peng~!"

As soon as the voice of the young man in green clothes in front of him fell, the dark black coffin that imprisoned the body of the demon umbrella directly cracked, and then, the demon umbrella inside and the black coffin on the periphery splashed directly, and pieces of blood and fragments exploded all over the ground, frightening many Jindan monks, who couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Saving people becomes killing.

Suddenly, Qianluo Zhenren, Shura Zhenren, and Ni Suanqiu, who was standing in front of them, were all shocked in their hearts, and they didn't expect that the other party could directly control the dark black coffin through the void of three or four hundred zhang and self-destruct.

"How about it, Huang Pu Juelun, do you want to understand it now? Do you want to answer my three questions according to the rules of this place, or do you want to use spells and magic weapons to fight back like the demon umbrella, and see if you can break the ban on the magic circle here?"

"Is it possible to take away the jar of Tongxian wine in front of you if you answer correctly?" Huang Pu Juelun suddenly frowned and said bluntly.

"Yes, yes. However, I don't want to lie to you, the jar of Tongxian wine you want has bottomed out thousands of years ago, and now, this is just an empty wine jar with no value, if you want it, when you answer the three questions correctly, I will send you immediately. The young man in green costume who stood with his hands in his hands nodded and said.

After speaking, the young man in the green costume in the light curtain directly stretched out his hand, and then, an inconspicuous pebble snapped and hit the green wine jar, and then, the green wine jar shook lightly a few times, making a crisp and pleasant echo.

Huang Pu frowned, his eyes flashed back and forth unconsciously, as if he was considering whether the other party was playing tricks, but in the blink of an eye, he made a decision: "In this case, then my companion will answer your three questions first." ”

I saw that when he said this, dozens of flying swords flew directly out of Huang Pu Juelun's hand, and immediately, the black-robed sword cultivator lantern real person in front of him was still surprised by Huang Pu Juelun's actions, his chest, arms, and several parts had been shot by Huang Pu Juelun, and the flying sword that had been shot by Huang Pu Juelun instantly cut seventeen or eighteen openings of different shades.

Immediately after, without waiting for this monk to make any moves, Huang Pu Juelun raised the black gold ancient knife in his hand again, without any nonsense, directly on his chest and arm, and also stabbed several times.

"Huang Pu Juelun, you?" the black-robed sword cultivator turned back in horror.

"Don't worry! Fellow lantern Daoist, I did this because I wanted to leave a few marks on you and me, so that he would not lose his memory when he went out in the sun, and he would not recognize each other. Immediately, Huang Pu, who was still bleeding all over his body, said with a very resolute face.

Suddenly, all the Jindan monks present suddenly woke up, and instantly understood Huang Pu's good intentions in doing this. Because no matter who goes out, as long as it doesn't disappear instantly, then the wounds on his body and the handwriting left behind will be

Permanent.

And these handwritings, recorded are naturally the secrets of the forbidden land here, even if someone falls and falls in the wilderness, the later monks pick up the corpse, they will immediately understand what happened in the forbidden land of the Polar Sun Mountain here.

"Okay! Then the lantern man will come first. ”

After that, the lantern real man in front didn't care about the wounds on his body, and stepped forward directly to answer the next three questions of the young man in green clothes.

And in this round of answers, the young man in green clothes in front of him asked two very inconspicuous questions about the spring plowing and autumn harvest of some market disciples, but the real person with the lantern in front of him seemed to be completely ignorant of this, and after answering the second question, he disappeared directly into the void in front of him with a pillar of blue light.

"Oh, it's a pity, I said that if you were to answer these three questions, you would be able to pass it directly, and you wouldn't have to work so hard to watch so many great monks make a fuss. Seeing the blue light curtain in front of him gradually disappearing, Ni Suanqiu sighed for a while with the instrument spirit hanging on his waist.

However, Ni Suanqiu, who was standing in place and didn't dare to make any movement at all, shook his head with a wry smile, as if he had expected it, and continued to stare at the front motionlessly.

No one can leave alive, this is the most direct judgment in Ni Suanqiu's heart at present.

"It's your turn, Huang Pu is the best. Immediately after, in the light curtain, the cold voice of the young man in green clothes sounded again.

Huang Pu Juelun nodded quietly, and then, the young man in green clothes didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "Okay, Huang Pu Juelun, my first question is how many monks in your era died in that demonic vein of your Heavenly Sword Sect?"

"What! He actually asked this? Could it be that he has a grudge against the Heavenly Sword Sect and deliberately waited for Huang Pu Jue Lun to come from the net?" was asked like this, and Huang Pu Jue Lun, the sect leader of the Sword Sect that day, had not yet opened his mouth to answer, but the old brother of the Red Bull who was the instrument spirit of Ni Suanqiu exclaimed again as if he was screaming in shock.

"Have a grudge against the Heavenly Sword Sect?" Ni Suanqiu muttered.

"Yes, it is said that there are not 10,000 but 8,000 bitter masters who died in the Demon Pattern Fierce Vein, and that Demon Pattern Fierce Vein was also mined for twenty or thirty years in that era, and in the end, it was your door plate master Wei Suo who came forward to finally stir up the mining of the spirit stone vein, and soon after, your door plate master took a large number of low-level scattered cultivators to the mountain gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and with the power of one person, at the risk of falling, he took down the entire mountain gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and these are indeed recorded in the classics of the cultivation world. Seeing that Ni Suanqiu was very curious, Brother Red Bull began to talk about the majestic deeds in the last years of the sky.

But at this moment, Huang Pu Juelun in the rear passage was like ashes, and he wanted to open his mouth several times, but he suddenly clenched his fists and did not make a sound.

"Heavenly Sword Sect, are you the mortal enemy of my Heavenly Sword Sect? And this piece of heaven and earth is nothing more than a nameless purgatory that you conjured up to torture our dead souls! Hahahaha, the old man understood, and it was clear, that Miao Dan real person said that there were no treasures here at all, and said not to approach here, which turned out to be what it meant. This is the destination, and any monk who comes in can't turn back or escape, isn't it, Great Divine Monarch Wei?" After a long silence, Huang Pu in the back passage suddenly began to laugh unscrupulously.