In the diagram of broken mountains and rivers, looking at this criss-crossing and continuous wall, Mo Tear and the others looked at each other, and they were a little overwhelmed.

Although they knew that getting out of this labyrinth was the key, they hesitated again when they thought that they might meet an old Taoist at any time.

But it's not a way to stay where you are, Mo Tear thought about what Zhang Shou said to him, guessing that the old Taoist wouldn't get out of this maze so easily, what he wanted was the lives of their group.

So the most important thing at this moment should be that Mo Tear prayed not to meet the old Taoist, first hide from him here for dozens of days, anyway, they have enough food and water, he doesn't believe that the old Taoist has the same strength to deal with himself after dozens of days, he told others about this idea.

In fact, Mo Tear's thinking was very correct, but he had a misunderstanding about one thing, cultivating to reach the Heavenly Realm, a strong person who has reached the Heavenly Realm, can go months without eating or drinking, and it still won't have any effect on his body.

Da Xi Yao carefully analyzed: "The Taoist wants to go out from here, presumably he must also slowly find an exit, if we have been sitting here and waiting to be killed, if he goes out first, the dragon clan will lose, when the time comes, not to mention how the Celestial clan will deal with us, I'm afraid the dragon clan will be difficult to let us go, if we let go, in case we win, according to the regulations, the Celestial clan withdraws, presumably the dragon clan will also be polite to us at that time, at that time we want to go, want to stay, wouldn't it be better." ”

Gou Jian and Lin Xiaomu both nodded one after another, agreeing with his opinion, risks and benefits coexist, although they are very likely to meet the old Taoist and fight to the death with him, but fortunately, there is still the possibility of victory.

Mo Tears, do you think this proposal is good? The ghost knows if they stay here, will they be bumped into by the old Taoist? The ghost knows if the old Taoist will be hungry and stomp his feet after ten days, but fortunately he will go directly to find the exit.

"Okay, let's go now. Ink Tears whispered: "But remember, you must not be separated, although the chance of finding an exit is relatively high, it is too dangerous, and it is not worth it." ”

Da Xi Yaoshui nodded first, and Lin Xiaomu also whispered Okay, Gou Jian has always had no opinion, and before he could answer, he had already walked forward.

Gou Jian was stunned in place, and only then did he react at this moment, as if he was being ignored, Da Xi Yaoshui slowly turned his head and beckoned to him: "Hurry up and follow." ”

The four of them are together, exploring the road ahead, and the most funny thing at the moment is Gou Jian, lowering his body, lightly with his hands and feet, probing his brain, and walking forward step by step like a thief.

Looking at this scene, the other three said that they were very helpless, if it was at night, his behavior could still be understood, the blue sky was white, the sun was shining, and his behavior would be very dull.

But none of them reminded him that since Gou Jian was willing to do this, it was good that he was happy, and they didn't have much opinion, but simply let him go to the front.

Gou Jian was not as happy as they imagined, he was a little tired of walking like this, and it was extremely inconsistent with his ordinary chivalrous demeanor, although he knew that this did look like a rogue ruffian with a thief's eyebrows, but it could bring him a sense of security.

He also knows the terrifying strength of the old Taoist, once he encounters it, he thinks of the best way, and it is also the method he doesn't want to use, that is, to run, run desperately when he loses his breath.

On the other side, the old Taoist looked very leisurely, and seemed to have taken a simple step, but the figure was drawn hundreds of zhang, and after a while, his afterimage quickly spread to the labyrinth.

After an hour, Gou Jian finally stopped walking like a thief, and after walking for so long, he didn't know how many turns he had turned, and how many trails he had passed? He had already concluded that it was impossible to meet a person in such a large labyrinth.

But they just took the shit luck, and the next moment, they felt a powerful deterrent, and for a moment, their hearts seemed to be staked with stones.

Mo Tear raised his eyes and looked at the originally empty path: a figure suddenly appeared, and his eyes moved with a face full of astonishment.

"Run. Mo Tear roared, his ankle turned, and his free legs swept backwards.

They also reacted instantly, twisted their waists, and galloped wildly.

The old Taoist quietly watched their departing figures, and slowly took a kick, boom, set off a gust of wind, and swept forward.

They only felt a hurricane drifting past them, and the next second they looked up, and the old Taoist was really standing there quietly, waiting for them.

Mo Tear stopped screaming, turned his figure, and shouted loudly: "This way." ”

They also turned around violently and ran to the other side, and Ink Tears changed their strategy to try to see the gaps. Immediately turn around and keep walking through the maze.

The old Taoist was still standing in place, looking at them, still plain, sighing softly and shaking his head slightly.

They ran for an unknown amount of time, and finally stopped out of breath, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that there was no one in front of them and no one behind them.

"Finally got rid of him. Gou Jian said this sentence breathlessly.

Mo Tear just wanted to say yes, but he felt a chill behind him, and when he turned his head suddenly, his eyes were full of horror.

After a few moments, he regained his composure, and he had escaped for so long without getting rid of him. Obviously, there is no escape, and if you continue to run like this. You can only waste your strength in vain, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Mo Tear beckoned slowly, and said with a wry smile: "Hey, we meet again." ”

Mo Tear wants to be a person and drags it, and he doesn't stretch out his hand to hit a smiling person.

The old Taoist still looked calm, and said lightly: "Let's do it." ”

In the face of such a direct answer, Mo Tear didn't know how to answer, Gou Jian was also very helpless at the moment, after running for so long, he still didn't outrun this silver-haired but youth-like goods, he knew this, he wouldn't run, wasting so much energy in vain.

"What should I do?" Gou Jian and Mo Tear looked at each other and said lightly.

Mo Tear's eyes gradually became cold, and he secretly used the vitality around him, and said coldly: "him." ”

The idea is still so simple and crude, since there is no escape, the only way is to fight to the death with the Taoist in front of him.

Before Mo Tear's words landed, Gou Jian flew out in an instant, and at the same time, he manipulated three thin swords to swim around his body.

The old Taoist trembled, as if he had erupted in endless strangeness, but he could see the air trembling around him, as ethereal as smoke.

With a slight wave of his hand, endless power was generated between his cuffs, and he swooped forward.

This seems to be a wave without desire and contention, coming and going in a hurry, but in an instant, the waves of anger were wild, roaring and shaking the sky, and the three swords that Gou Jian was swimming around were directly shot out, his pupils shrank, and he hurriedly crossed his hands to directly meet the shocking waves.

Before I knew it, my legs kept sliding on the ground, and I didn't stop after rowing for a few feet.

The old Taoist raised his eyes and looked at him standing firmly on the ground, with a trace of surprise in his eyes, and said lightly: "Not bad." ”

As soon as his words came out, an even more awe-inspiring sentence wandered around, "Not bad, you're big." ”

While saying this, Mo Tear was covered in extreme desolation, and he instantly drew his sword with his backhand and rushed forward in an instant.

His body directly met the wave of qi, and the extremely desolate fire on his body roared directly backwards, drawing a fiery red tail line, and the strong wave of qi was actually torn into two pieces by him, whistling past Lin Xiaomu and Da Xi Yaoshui, his hair was blown messy, and he could still stare at the old Taoist.

Between breaths, the ink tears have come to the old man, a sword without blame, fast to the extreme. The space didn't even react, and a black cut was drawn from top to bottom.

I have to say that the sword of ink tears is the strongest sword he has used, which is inseparable from his hard practice for so many days.

However, this seemingly insoluble sword was caught by the two fingers of the old man, and the moment it touched, the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and the force shook all around.

The sword momentum was blocked, and the expression of the ink tears did not change, and then the other hand hit a palm, and in the palm of the palm, the extremely desolate sky red rushed out, surging.

At such a close distance, the Extreme Desolate Sky Fire came extremely fast again. Thinking that the old Taoist had nowhere to hide, but Mo Tear did not relax at all, and the hand holding the sword turned, and the blade of the sword turned, and then three inches down.

The old Taoist let go of his fingers, and on the side of his body, he dodged the fiery red. Then he flicked his hands and swung on the sword.

Mo Tear You felt a powerful force on the preaching sword, and the sword that was about to be taken off was tightly grasped by him, and his body rotated around with that inertia.

Before he could stabilize his body, his other hand immediately clenched his fist and pulled back, and the famine heavenly fire that shot out quickly turned around and roared towards the old man's back. But in the next second, a palm came towards him.

Mo Tear had to hurriedly collect it, and the extremely desolate heavenly fire that shot out dissipated, and he tried his best to dodge sideways, but the palms of his hands, like ghosts, followed him like a shadow, and the move was fatal, leaving no way back.

Although Mo Tear is dull in terms of cultivation, when it comes to reflexes and beast-like instincts, he is indeed superior.

The ghostly palms slashed over his ears at will. will cause him a burst of tinnitus, can you imagine, if he is hit, what will be the consequences?

Suddenly, the old Taoist slapped a palm at random, and in the morning, ten thousand palms reappeared, and there was a dense palm print in the ink tear eyes, his pupils tightened at the moment, and he hurriedly crossed his hands to protect his head.

At this critical moment, Gou Jian's figure had arrived, and in the murderous aura in the sky, Gou Jian smashed away the ink tears, and directly confronted the pieces of palms with his body.

"Hemorty. ”

Gou Jian's whole body turned black, and the palms of his hands resisted, his eyes were forcefully open, and he took a few steps back one after another.

A trace of surprise flashed in the old Taoist's plain eyes, and he actually felt that his palm was like no hitting steel, and he was slightly numb for a while, and after a while, the palm momentum stopped slightly, and slowly ten thousand palms gathered into one palm, hitting Gou Jian's heart.

Gou Jianbei reacted extremely quickly, turned to attack with defense, and quickly threw a punch with black qi.

Bang! A dull gathering sound of palms and fists connected, the momentum was all around, the surrounding stone walls were slightly turned, and Gou Jian did not fall for a while.

The old Taoist was startled again, and slowly strengthened in an instant, and the true yuan around him was turbulent, and the momentum was endless.

Gou Jian gradually trembled, his face was painful, and his body was shaking.

Seeing this, Mo Tear instantly flashed behind Gou Jian, his palms were attached to his back, and the majestic True Yuan of the vast sea instantly poured into Gou Jian's body along his arms.

Gou Jian's body shook, and he felt the strength in his heart, and a yin aura instantly appeared all over his body, and his body slowly stopped trembling, and the black aura on his fist was deeper.

The old Taoist was surprised again, he could hardly understand why these two teenagers had such strength, and they could resist under such pressure, which really made him sigh.

He silently looked at the two teenagers who were gritting their teeth and confronting him, and after sighing softly, his palm was violently exerted, and the palm momentum was shocking, and it was difficult to resist.

Mo Tear and Gou Jian were knocked out almost at the same time, but the two of them quickly adjusted their bodies, landed smoothly, and slid backwards for several zhang before stopping.

At this moment, Lin Xiaomu instantly flew out of the dust array condensed in his hand.

The old Taoist did not squint, and between his palms and fists, the dusty array was torn to pieces, and there was no wave.

They were human beings with heavy faces, and in this short period of time, they had almost tried their best to do everything they could, but they still tried in vain to the old man, although this was what they had expected before, but in the face of all this at this moment, they could not help but feel hopeless.

The so-called despair is to see a glimmer of hope but finally ruthlessly shattered.

They were in the extreme mood at the moment, and every nerve in their bodies was tense, staring at the calm Taoist not far away.