More than two dozen cultivators scattered into the four passages. The people in the main hall except the three people hiding by the stone pillars are no more than five fingers.

"On the orders of the head of the sect, I brought the disciples of the sect here to look for opportunities. Lest he lose his trust in the master, Feng Hai took the juniors to leave first, and looked at Qinghui's predecessor Haihan. ”

"It's just a small thing, go for yourself. The old way has not caught mice for many years, and now it is good to practice his hands. ”

Mu Xici had never heard of the Fu Yao Sect, but she had heard of it in the Imperial Sword Pavilion. Sanqing Pavilion, Imperial Sword Pavilion, Shuiyun Pavilion, Lingxin Pavilion and called the four immortal pavilions of the Southern Cao Kingdom. Among them, the Imperial Sword Pavilion is a sect dedicated to sword cultivation, and most of the disciples in the sect also use swords as magic weapons.

The disciple uniforms of the Imperial Sword Pavilion seem to be all blue wide-sleeved kaftan of all colors. Na Su Fenghai took three disciples and chose the leftmost passage to enter.

The disciple who walked at the end suddenly looked back at the hall, as if to confirm something.

But this time in retrospect, it is amazing. The girl is plainly dressed, and under the cold eyebrows, a pair of seductive Danfeng eyes make the whole face bewitching.

Mu Xi lay down above the column, full of emotion for a while. This disciple of the Imperial Sword Pavilion has grown so enchanting in less than twenty-eight flowers. The woman's appearance is outstanding, which is not necessarily a good thing in this Fengming Continent.

When the four of them disappeared by the passage, the coercion of the Jindan period suddenly filled the entire hall.

The body sank down suddenly, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from his throat, and Mu Xici hurriedly blocked it with the edge of his sleeve. The coercion exuded by this Qinghui real person was actually full of murderous aura......

In a moment, Qinghui Zhenren has withdrawn the coercion, and these three little mice still have to be left alive to ask. Walking towards the stone pillar where several people were hiding, he raised his hand and swiped it, and the thing in his sleeve flew towards the stone pillar in front of him like a tide.

The two crows reacted quickly, dodging in either direction. The Ten Crows used the power of the collapse of the stone pillar to sweep towards the lower plate of Qinghui Zhenren, and the Seven Crows jumped into the target's head and neck.

The solid column was hit by the power of the Jindan period, and immediately cracked from the middle into a messy pile of stones, and fell impartially towards the entrances of the four passages.

The only one who knows her existence is Qinghui Zhenren. In order to prevent the two crows from dragging her into the battle, Mu Xici did not dare to use her aura, but held her head in her hands and fell down in the direction of the collapse of the column.

The rocks smashed heavily on Mu Xici's thin body one after another, covering the four crossings with a devastating force.

The defensive charm helped her block most of the impact, but the pain of the stone hitting her body was not alleviated. Moving his body, Mu Xici's eyebrows were already wrinkled, the pillars of this ancient palace were too realistic!

There is a disciple's uniform behind him, and it is estimated that he is also bruised, and his left leg seems to have been hit a little hard. Mu Xici took out the gold sore medicine from the Qiankun bracelet with his divine sense, and carefully sprinkled it on the wound on the back of his hand.

Under the rubble, she listened quietly to the movement outside. Unexpectedly, those two crows obviously only had to build a foundation and cultivate, and they could fight to a draw with the predecessors of the Jindan period. It seems that there is a difference in the exercises they practice, and the seniors have repeatedly complained and voiced their dissatisfaction, as if they have been constrained.

The snipe and the clam competed, and Mu Xici waited for the opportunity to be a fisherman.

The sound of fighting is also mixed with the dialogue of the three people from time to time. Although she didn't hear what the two crows said, she could hear Qinghui's real voice clearly.

It turned out that Qinghui Zhenren had known that the inheritance was in this front hall, and the destruction of the stone pillar was to block the way for others to return. When he gets the inheritance, he will inevitably pay off all the people in the palace one by one to sacrifice his exercises on the day of his great success.

But now, a few people came to this hall one step earlier, which made him very dissatisfied, for fear that others would rob him of his inheritance first.

Mu Xici suddenly felt bad. This Qinghui real person claims to be a decent immortal cultivator, how can he be more ruthless than that evil demon's crooked way. The Raven Tower's targets are only two people, but this old Taoist wants to kill everyone in the palace to celebrate his accomplishments?

The door to the front hall was blocked by the old road, and she was still a long way from the exit. If you want to bypass the two crows and escape from the attack of the old way, the probability of success is almost zero.

But she has been hiding in the rubble, and I am afraid that she will not escape death.

Holding the gold sore medicine tightly, Mu Xici forced himself to calm down and think about how to escape next. Give up struggling and flee into the Seven Star Illusion Realm, or use the advantage of the passage to escape and expose the sinister intentions of the old way.

After struggling for a long time, she suddenly smiled. At this critical juncture, her stubbornness was committed again. As long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, she hopes to rely on herself and rely on her own efforts to break out of a way to live!

Through the cracks in the stones, you can faintly see that the lights in the passage are still bright. There are not a few stones pressed on her, and if she acts rashly, she will definitely be discovered by the three people who are fighting in the field.

She needed an opportunity.

Half an hour later, the fight between the three seemed to be heating up. I don't know what the battle situation around me is, but the number of vibrations in the front hall due to the fight has increased from frequent at the beginning, to occasionally once or twice now.

After all, the predecessors of the Jindan period have deep mana, and the two crows seem to have begun to fall behind with two against one.

Mu Xici, who had been waiting under the ruins for a long time, was also covered with fine beads of sweat on his forehead. If she couldn't find another chance, she had to flee when the two crows were defeated.

While she was anxious, one of them was slapped by Lao Dao to this side. Feeling the approach of the aura, Mu Xici clenched the fire whip in his hand, evenly distributing the aura to every part of his body, tensing his nerves and preparing to go.

At the same time that the man crashed into the ruins and made a loud noise, Mu Xici swung the fire whip to cut through the waste stone in front of him at the fastest speed, and then flashed into the passage with his spiritual breath.

After completing this series of movements in one go, she slapped another breath charm and curled up beside the ruins. She heard her own heartbeat drown out all sounds, and everything around her seemed to be dead silent.

These movements had been rehearsed in her mind many times, but when the opportunity presented itself without warning, her mind was actually blank.

Thankfully, she succeeded.

Turning his head, through the gap, he could vaguely see what appeared to be ten crows outside. However, the other party did not notice her existence, but continued to pounce on Lao Dao.

Desperately trying to control his still trembling body, Mu Xi got up and held on to the wall, resisted the pain in his legs, and stumbled forward.

After the old Taoist found out that the inheritance had been taken away by the peach blossom eye, he would definitely be so angry that he would kill people and vent his anger. And the first thing he killed must be the one who was left of the three people in the hall!

But the passage she entered was like an east-west connection, and the occasional fork in the road on both sides was also a dead end.

If this continues, the old way solves the two crows and can catch up with him in almost a few breaths!

PS: I'm busy today, and I tossed for a long time before I posted the article. Plus a little convulsion.,I can't see the chapters that were sent out.。 So it's a while late to meet with you. I can't help my relatives, hide my face and run......