Chapter 133: Those who should go, those who should stay

Zhang Qiancheng approached slowly, Hu Xin followed behind him, and hundreds of people on the ground were all injured, but not fatal, because Chen Zimeng still needed them.

He put away the long sword in his hand, Rao is a sword cultivator, but it seems that he is not the most powerful one.

Hu Xin had a question in his heart, three breaths, whether the people on the ground were too weak, or the two people in front of him were too strong.

Zhang Qiancheng spoke, "It's that they're strong enough, so strong that I have to praise them." ”

"Senior brother, would you like to take a hand, break this huge grinding plate, get the Qiongluo Huangquan Dandan Fang, and also copy a copy for the senior brother. Chen Zimeng asked with a smile, but with a slight wave in his hand, a lot of flowers on the other side stretched out and surrounded Zhang Qiancheng and his party.

He looked around and was surprised, "How did you manipulate the strange flowers around you?"

"You want to know?

After Chen Zimeng finished speaking, he just looked at Zhang Qiancheng without any movement, and Zhang Qiancheng was silent for a while, looking at the huge stone mill, for a long time, except for the constant moaning of people on the ground, there was no other sound.

"Such a large stone mill, only by letting it stop rotating, can you get the hidden Dan recipe in it, but think about it carefully, make a comparison, even if these people on the ground exert all their strength, it may not be able to stop the stone mill. ”

After Zhang Qiancheng finished speaking, Chen Zimeng nodded, "It's true, but if you add Senior Brother, as well as this Liuyang Sect High Disciple Brother Xin Dao, as well as Daoist friends who follow the void, it may not be impossible to do it." ”

"Why should I help you?" said Sora and Toshin, but regretted it, and the people on the earth were the answer.

Wan Jingfei sneered, his eyes fierce, "If you don't help, you have to untie your arms and legs if you don't die." ”

Half an hour is enough time for the person lying on the ground to recover from his injuries, if not completely.

Gong Xia stood in the crowd, her lips pursed and pursed, but the broken sword in her hand always reminded her that her strength was too weak.

Chen Zimeng was one step behind, Zhang Qiancheng and Hu Xin were at the front, and Ke Zhenchen and Peng Ji were standing in front of countless monks, silent.

Tsai carefully looked at the huge grinding plate, and Hu Xin took the lead in speaking, "Qiancheng, it's not easy to get it, and I'm not sure that Qiongluo Huangquan Dan has anything to do with it, so I can't draw it." ”

When Zhang Qiancheng heard this, he turned to look at Chen Zimeng, while Wan Jingfei spoke on the side, "Don't worry, since I first came in, I have been here to make sure again and again that the Dan Fang is indeed hidden in this grinding plate." ”

Zhang Qiancheng and Hu Xin glanced at each other, each nodded, under the grinding plate, five or six hundred monks reluctantly stood in an open field, Chen Zimeng lost his mood, and set off countless knots on the other side to form a huge cage, imprisoning everyone and the grinding plate together.

After cleaning up, Chen Zimeng and Zhang Qiancheng walked in the air, the two of them were speechless, but soon Chen Zimeng raised his hand and took out several array flags, shook around, and stood still in mid-air.

Zhang Qiancheng also sacrificed two flying swords, chasing Chen Jian and slashing Meng Jian were located in the east and west directions, Chen Zimeng glanced at it, and sighed in his heart, Zhang Qiancheng was much more cautious than before.

Wan Jingfei commanded Ke Zhenchen and Peng Ji, the two of them walked around, and soon a huge spirit gathering array was arranged in front of the stone mill, Wan Jingfei stared straight at Hu Xin, and Hu Xin was impatient, "What to do?"

"Senior disciple of the Liuyang Sect, won't you fail to see that we are short of spirit stones?" Wan Jingfei spread out his hand, but the other one pointed to the spirit gathering array below, "Such a big array, there are not thousands of high-grade spirit stones, can it work?"

"You ask me?" Hu Xin turned his hand, with a bare face, "In the sect, under Senior Sister Xiao, where is the younger generation, I am not taken seriously, let alone thousands of high-grade spirit stones, a hundred can't be made." ”

Wan Jingfei was quite surprised, but soon stared at Hu Xin with a smile on his face, "Are you dissatisfied with your Senior Sister Xiao?"

"Nonsense, Senior Sister Xiao is a Tianjiao, we will only admire, how can we be dissatisfied, but you, the Central Plains Tang Kingdom, such a large territory......"

"Shut up, what are you talking about here with no money? Get the hell out of here. Wan Jingfei suddenly became angry, hurriedly stopped Hu Xin from what he was about to say, and pulled Hu Xin who was hanging in front of him with a slap, and Hu Xin, who was careless for a while, fell straight into the sea of flowers on the other side.

Chen Zimeng looked over with some surprise, Hu Xin's words were very crucial, but Wan Jingfei also looked at it, didn't speak, just smiled.

Zhang Qiancheng said coldly on the side, "The inheritance of Qingfeng Mountain, it took me several years to travel around, and then I am sure, how do you know?"

"I can't tell you, but one thing I can tell you is clear, even if I didn't show up at the time, you wouldn't be able to take the inheritance at all. ”

Chen Zimeng didn't lie, the inheritance of the Hajj was reserved for the robbery, no matter what Zhang Qiancheng did, even if he got something, it was definitely not a real inheritance, and the value might be extraordinary, but after all, it was not the immortal inheritance that Zhang Qiancheng wanted.

Zhang Qiancheng didn't say anything, just his face was gloomy, whether Chen Zimeng's words he believed or not, after all, he missed what he wanted, no matter what he did, there was no way to get it back.

sighed, but Zhang Qiancheng still shook his head, his words were still full of killing intent, "No matter what you say is true or false, I will kill you after all, prove my Dao, and make up for my Dao heart." "Variety Literature

"You can't kill me!"

"I will do my best, Chen Zimeng, to live well and live until the day I come to take your life. Zhang Qiancheng's eyes were very firm, Chen Zimeng looked at it and was stunned, he seemed to see Zhang Qiancheng's broken Dao heart gradually sewing, for a long time, Chen Zimeng nodded lightly.

"I'll wait for you to kill me!"

After everything was ready, Wan Jingfei flew high, landed on the grinding plate, and glanced down, the flowers on the other side covered the scene of flesh and blood flying in the stone mill, but the crushing sound that stimulated the human eardrum was still very active.

"Below, if anyone dares not to go all out, I will kill him, anyway, in this space, it is harmless to kill some people. After admonishing the rest of the monks again, Wan Jingfei raised a small flag and pressed it towards the grinding plate, and a rumbling sound sounded.

The Spirit Gathering Array began to operate, and all the monks did their best, but it was really helpless, not only trapped by the cage formed by the flowers on the other side, but also a long sword sacrificed by Wan Jingfei to swim around.

Countless spiritual powers were piled up on the stone mill, Chen Zimeng controlled the flower on the other side of the stone mill, and soon, the flower on the other side stretched out, tied the stone mill up and down, and circled again and again.

A part of the spiritual power was channeled into the flowers on the other side, and began to swim in the opposite direction along the rotation of the stone mill, and the huge friction sound and explosion sounded, Wan Jingfei took the lead in closing his hearing, and the rest of them also closed up.

Sparks splashed on the stone mill, but there was a chilling aura, mixed with an incomparably cold aura, and a long river of flesh flowed out of the center of the mill, flying over the flowers on the other side towards the monks on the ground.

Many people were terrified in their hearts and planned to get up and leave, but Zhang Qiancheng raised his hand lightly, and countless sword qi smashed down, forcibly twisting the blood river in another direction and hitting the sea of flowers on the other side of the east.

Ke Zhenchen looked up, and the speed of the stone mill slowed down more and more, accompanied by an incomparably chill.

What everyone didn't notice was that above the sky, a pair of blood-red eyes kept turning, looking at everyone, and finally, their eyes fell on Chen Zimeng and Zhang Qiancheng, and after looking at them with a smile, the blood-colored eyes retreated with satisfaction.

Zhang Qiancheng's heart moved slightly, and he looked up at the sky, accompanied by Chen Zimeng's words, "You don't need to look at it, you can't capture the trajectory, and I don't know what it is, it's just extremely weird, if my guess is right, it should be some hidden existence." ”

"No!" Shaking his head, Zhang Qiancheng finished speaking, and then looked intently at the grinding disc in front of him again, and the rotation speed slowed down, and he could stop rotating soon.

It lasted for half a quarter of an hour, the stone mill stopped rotating in a click, and a pitch-black whirlpool rose from the middle of the top of the stone mill, and kept rotating, Zhang Qiancheng and Chen Zimeng glanced at each other, and flew high away from the stone mill at least thirty zhang away.

Wan Jingfei looked up at the two of them, a little puzzled, suddenly his face changed greatly, and he flew up in a hurry, and the stone grinding stone wall flowed down in countless blood eyes, and slashed in all directions.

The monks around them were also terrified, and they all rose to the wind, and suspended in mid-air, but Rao was like this, and some blood also splattered everywhere, dripping on the monks' bodies, and in just a moment, they corroded the monks' clothes and flesh.

A monk flew a little slower, a drop of blood fell on his body, corroded a hole, and the range continued to expand, as a last resort, which monk endured the pain, and a sword dug up the flesh and blood of the corroded place, so as to avoid corrosion.

Chen Zimeng untied the flower cage on the other side of the surrounding area and waved his hand, "If you want to go, you must stay, and if you go, remember, after three quarters of an hour, we will break the ban on this side, go out, take care of your people, don't look for death, it's no good to stay, but as long as you don't look for death, you won't die." ”

After that, Zhang Qiancheng took the lead in flying down, Chen Zimeng followed behind, Wan Jingfei, Hu Xin, and Yu Si followed, hanging in the air, obviously not planning to go in, Wei Hai wanted to step forward, slashed Meng Jian down, slashed in front of him, and cut off his steps.

Some left, others stayed.

Gong Xia's eyes flickered, and she looked up at the front of her, Chen Zimeng and the others had already flashed, and they were all submerged in the black hole vortex at the top of the stone mill, as expected, Qiongluo Huangquan Dandanfang was there.

Gong Xia wanted to step forward, but Zhang Qiancheng's two flying swords were hanging in the air, and it was them who were on guard, but it was just flying swords, and Gong Xia secretly speculated whether to break them.

Just as she made up her mind, a magic weapon appeared in her hand, flickering with fluorescence, but before she could move, the stone mill roared, countless cracks exploded, and the black hole vortex at the top emitted countless wind sounds, accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

Wan Jingfei flew out first, his body was covered with golden light, a golden flying dragon coiled, protecting Wan Jingfei and flying out quickly, followed by Yu Si and Hu Xin, each with extraordinary means to protect themselves, came to the outside, Yu Si shouted to everyone.

"All leave!"

A light sound sounded, Chen Zimeng and Zhang Qiancheng rushed out, and at the same time, the sword qi on the two of them was like a sea of tides, and as soon as they pressed down, a huge explosion sounded.

Everyone scattered and jumped up, and the huge grinding disc was filled with cracks all over the stone mill in a roar, and finally began to collapse inch by inch, and with every breath, many stone mills turned into flying ashes.

Zhang Qiancheng beckoned, chased Chen Jian and slashed Meng Jian flew back, was waved into his sleeve, and left along the high altitude, far away Zhang Qiancheng tied his hands, his palms were sealed, followed by the three golden talismans sacrificed by Chen Zimeng, which exploded, turned into streamers, and rushed into the sky.

Soon, the space shook, and the spatial filaments floated, wrapping everyone up, and before they could react, the scene in front of them turned, and everyone came to the stone cave at the outermost gate of the ancient emperor's tomb.

Raising a sword, Chen Zimeng's figure flickered, and he rushed towards the entrance of the cave at a very fast speed, and more people came out with swords, and as soon as they appeared, they raised their swords and left.

The rumbling sound was endless, and soon, the entire mountain range where the cave entrance was located was broken, and it pressed downward, and all the monks outside were shocked, and they all flew into the air against the wind.