The high-ranking person's head was smashed, his brain burst out, and his face was miserable. And the face was shrouded in a layer of black qi, and the soul was constantly decomposed under the erosion of that black qi.

Mo Nansheng and the others were all frightened, and they all secretly mentioned the true yuan, ready to make a move at any time. If you really can't live, then let go and fight and pull some cushions.

After a while, Zhuang Quan let go of control, and the high-ranking man fell to the ground, dead and unable to die anymore. Zhuang Quan's eyes were closed, his face was pale for a while, and he didn't know if he was overconsumed or if he saw something that shocked him.

The whole desert was silent, only the wind blew back and forth from time to time, and everyone waited quietly.

After a while, Zhuang Quan opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, so he ordered without emotion: "Keep digging." ”

Wuying and the others wanted to ask, but they didn't dare to ask, so they could only obey the order and start digging.

Yang Qingxuan didn't care who you were, and directly interrupted: "Slow." Then a pair of eyes stared at Zhuang Quan, and said coldly: "Everyone is in the same boat, in the same boat, shouldn't the adults tell us everything they know?"

Zhuang Quan was extremely displeased, but he had no choice but to say: "I just searched that person's soul, I just wanted to see the man's appearance and the true face of the formation. The man's appearance was seen clearly, but the true appearance of the formation had been eliminated in the minds of these people, and I was afraid that it would not be able to be recovered. ”

Yang Qingxuan asked, "Who is that man?"

Zhuang Quan said coldly: "How do I know?"

Yang Qingxuan asked: "After you searched for the soul, your face changed obviously, and you said that you don't know, are you stupid? If you don't make it clear, you want to dig it yourself, and we will watch from the sidelines." ”

Zhuang Quan flicked his sleeves and hummed, "Whatever you want." He ordered: "Disciples of Yunxiu Palace, speed up the downward digging. ”

As long as Yang Qingxuan doesn't sabotage, he doesn't care. If others can't command, everyone in Yunxiu Palace can still command. It really doesn't work, and it's not impossible for him to do it himself.

Yang Qingxuan frowned, snorted lightly, and beckoned the ferryman disciples to stand next to him and look at each other coldly. Lu Ran, Liu Yihuai and others, after thinking about it, also stood aside and did not participate in the excavation. There were only a hundred or so Yunxiu Palace disciples left, digging around and below along the previous big pit.

Soon, a large number of architectural fragments appeared, all of which were of the same kind of stone, and the carving techniques of the patterns on them were exactly the same, but the carvings were different.

And with the excavation, there were dry corpses jumping out from time to time, and several Yunxiu Palace disciples were shot to death by the dry corpses if they were careless. The faces of the people in the Chutian Gang are not very good-looking, these dry corpses are their own peers after all, although they are like ants under the heavenly position, but seeing them with their own eyes, their hearts are still greatly touched.

Half an hour later, the pit was dug down two or three thousand zhang deep, and several huge stone pillars appeared, some of which were as thick as encirclement, but they were all damaged. Traces of a large number of buildings have appeared one by one, and it is almost certain that this was once a huge and magnificent palace.

Zhuang Quan's breathing became rapid, and his eyes were staring downward, without blinking.

"There's a door!" suddenly came an exclamation.

When cleaning a building, behind several huge stone pillars, a copper door was cleared, all of which were fist-sized nails, which had been buried for an unknown number of years, but there was no rust, and it was as new as ever.

Zhuang Quan's face showed ecstasy, and he appeared in front of the bronze door in a flash, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help himself with excitement.

And all the people followed, and flew down in front of the bronze gate, and they all looked at it in astonishment. Despite its age, you can still feel the grandeur coming from the door.

Dancing Shadow suddenly asked, "My lord, is this what the Night Queen has been looking for for a long time?"

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.

Zhuang Quan gradually calmed down and said, "It can be said that it can be said that it is not." ”

Dancing Shadow frowned, pondering the meaning of the sentence.

Yang Qingxuan said: "Can you make it clear directly?"

Zhuang Quan looked at the gate with mixed feelings, and sighed: "Open this gate first, and then talk about it after entering." ”

As he spoke, he walked straight forward, grabbed a copper nail with both hands, took a stance, and pushed it in.

Suddenly, a spiritual light appeared on the door, turning into lines that swam between the copper nails, forming strange tadpole-like words.

The text is all spiritual, like tadpoles dancing.

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, these words were all ancient elven scripts, he couldn't help but blink his eyes, and all the words spread out on their own, turning into a stream of light, converging towards the center of the gate, forming a huge wheel of light.

The light wheel jumped around like a flame and stirred like a wave of water.

A white light shot out from within it and shot towards Zhuang Quan.

"It's ......!"

"Ah——h

Zhuang Quan's face changed greatly, and when he was shot by the light, his whole body trembled like chaff, and then he screamed miserably, and he was shocked and flew out.

His body slid dozens of feet in the air, and he kept retreating when he fell to the ground, "bang, bang" and hurriedly stepped on the ground, shattering the ground with each foot, and then stabilized his body.

And on its body, a streamer was all over it, beating like an electric arc, like a layer of thorns, and its face showed a look of extreme pain.

"That's ...... Pseudo-Dao pattern?!" Yang Qingxuan was shocked, and immediately recognized the light wheel.

It's just that after the light wheel shook Zhuang Quan, it turned into a large elf text again, and then disappeared in a flash.

"What? Was that a pseudo-Dao pattern just now?"

"It doesn't seem to be the same as the pattern that the queen posted to us. ”

Many people took out the drawings, and they were all tasks issued by Yunxiu Palace, all of which clearly reflected the pseudo-Dao pattern, which was indeed different from what was shown before. But structurally, at first glance, it does feel somewhat similar.

The dancing shadow flew to Zhuang Quan's side and said hurriedly: "My lord, are you okay?"

Zhuang Quan hugged his body and trembled in pain for a while. The streamer continued to pour into his body, blasting out a large area of black qi, making him feel painful.

Everyone looked at it in amazement, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

After a while, the streamer on Zhuang Quan's body was dissolved. Zhuang Quan's hands quickly pinched, a cloud of black gas gushed out of his body, washed his whole body, and then returned to his body, only then did he exhale heavily on his face, staring at the huge bronze door with a solemn expression.

Wuying said: "My lord, why don't you send someone back to Yunxiu Palace to inform the queen of the night, just say that you have found something, see what arrangements are made after the night?"

"No!" Zhuang Quan's face changed drastically, and he categorically vetoed, and stared at her viciously, as if his expression was not good.

Wuying was shocked, didn't dare to look at him, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Only then did Zhuang Quan retract his gaze, looked at Yang Qingxuan, and said in a condensed voice: "If you want to open this door, I'm afraid you can only rely on you." ”

(End of chapter)