In the following days, there was still peace within the Holy Sect. Because since the last time the black pillar of light appeared in the direction of the Danjin Palace, there has been no movement. It's not clear, but at least it's calm and stable for now.

However, the Holy Sect's defenses never relaxed. Every day, there will be a continuous patrol of changing disciples, and they are not allowed to go out casually, nor are they allowed to bring anything back. It's not that we're all soldiers, it's that we need to stall for time.

When Mu Yang left, he had a premonition, that black pillar of light must not be simple, even if it does not erupt now, there is no sign, but it must be a time bomb, maybe it will explode at some point.

Therefore, all the troubles fell on Gong Huanyang. On the one hand, it is necessary to calm the minds of the disciples. So that they don't lose their backbone and then become chaotic. On the one hand, I have to painstakingly study the mystery of the seventy-two layers of enchantments.

Outside the sect, a team of disciples was closely guarded here. But they didn't know what they had to defend against, and they were fine at first, but after a long time, they relaxed a little: "You say, is the senior brother too nervous?"

"yes, I think so too. Now that the Holy Sect is so peaceful, can we use such a plant and trees to fight like this? We are the number one sect above this face, if even us become like this, then what about the other sects?"

"Enough, don't talk nonsense. Since the senior brother did this, it must have his meaning. The Holy Lord has more important things to accomplish, if we can't even defend this small sect, then what face do we have left?"

That's a good point. Times are turbulent, and it is not safe anywhere. They are just disciples of the younger generation, although their cultivation is good, but once they go out, they don't know if they can survive, and with the backstage of the Holy Sect, they will be stable.

At this moment, Gong Huanyang still locked himself in the secret room, studying the mystery of the seventy-two layers of enchantment. He entered this light curtain with the essence of the golden lotus spirit body, and no matter what method he used, he was never able to unravel the mystery.

"Remember, be calm, not flustered, and not impetuous. You know, Mu Yang's cultivation is above you, I don't know how many levels, if you can easily solve the mystery of this enchantment, it will be really strange. ”

Although Lin Lin can't do anything, he can always remind Gong Huanyang's state of mind. It's been a long time, and Gong Huanyang can gradually enter the state, and if you think about it, you will soon be able to understand the mystery.

"Heaven and earth are endless. All things change, always one thing, seventy-two changes, never departing from their origins. Sitting in the realm of illusory, Gong Huanyang endured his temperament and penetrated it over and over again, but it was still a little short.

Golden runes surrounded him. Boom, boom, boom, flutter up layer by layer, and then merge into the formation in front of him. He tried to impact with his divine sense, but it didn't work at all at first, it was all in vain.

But at a certain moment, Gong Huanyang heard a clear snap, and his divine sense drilled in. Immerse yourself in a more subtle realm. Here, he felt incredibly warm and comfortable.

It was like entering a golden torrent, and the energy in it was extremely powerful. But Gong Huanyang could feel very warm. So wandering through it, I almost didn't want to come out. The next second, his eyes snapped open.

"Huh...... Ha ha...... Finally understood, I finally understood. The Holy Lord is indeed the Holy Lord, and the mystery in it is not something we can imagine. It turns out that all the mysteries are so simple, but we think about them too complicated. ”

In an instant, Gong Huanyang felt suddenly enlightened, he already knew how to use this seventy-two layer enchantment. Stand up, eyes shining. The footsteps stomped, and the afterimage turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

But what he didn't expect was that at the moment when he rushed out full of hope and excitement, the scene in front of him made the smile on his face instantly freeze, and even his expression became very distorted, and a wave of anger rose.

"This ...... What the hell is going on?" I saw that in the front yard, all the disciples were holding weapons and defending tightly, but the powerful aura rushed over, but they retreated step by step, and they couldn't resist it at all.

In that mysterious enchantment space, Gong Huanyang couldn't sense what was going on in the outside world at all. So when you see such a picture, you will inevitably be angry. But why is this happening? Are the defenses still not tight enough?

At the gate of the Holy Sect Mountain, a group of disciples were shrouded in a blood-colored light curtain. His eyes widened, and even his pupils began to dilate, and his eyes were full of blood, and he looked very painful. But the blood-colored light curtain seemed impossible to break through.

"Senior brother, the enemy is too weird, all our means don't work, if it really doesn't work, then let's retreat first. I don't know what the other party is about, or it's safer to avoid the edge for the time being. ”

The blood was surging, and most of the disciples were shrouded in a blood-colored light curtain. And the seemingly soft light curtain is actually like an iron wall, which cannot be broken at all. The aura will slowly fade until you are tortured to death.

"No, the Holy Sect is our last hope, and we must not give up just like that. Gong Huanyang had a calm face, raised his hand and waved, and a bone whip appeared. But it's just a fairly solid phantom, an imitation of the Beastmaster's Bone Whip.

The golden light filled the bone whip, and Gong Huanyang stomped on it. Boom, boom, snap, and fell fiercely on the blood-colored light curtain. Sparks flew everywhere, but in the end, they left a trail that couldn't be broken at all, it was too weird.

"What the hell is this, why is it so strong?" Gong Huanyang said with a figure of retraction, a little incredulous. And the struggling disciples among them have slowly lost their life qi, and the struggle has become useless.

"Who the hell are you? Come out for me!" This blood-colored light curtain must have a source, so we must find out where the source is. And at this moment, a figure also walked out slowly, making Gong Huanyang even more incredible.

I saw a man in a robe, with a cold face, who didn't even have the slightest expression, walked over. His movements are very mechanical, not like the activities of a normal person at all, but his eyes are blood-red.

"It's ...... The Blood Puppet Technique?Gong Huanyang is also a person who has seen a lot of big scenes, so he is no stranger to such a state. The art of the blood puppet is extremely vicious. The person who has fallen for this puppet has extremely strong control.

But it is very important that the recipient himself agrees and willingly surrenders his body and soul to the other person. Gong Huanyang would never have thought that the disciple who had just left would become like this.

Approaching Gong Huanyang step by step, suddenly, a simple syllable came out of his mouth: "You...... Kill...... Holy Father...... Want...... "Take the ......", but the meaning of the message is obvious, that is, the person who comes is not good.

(End of chapter)