The high platform of the sacrificial law pattern, the blood pool, it is clear that it is an evil cultivator who arranges all this!

She didn't know much about the evil cultivator's blood sacrifice, and she couldn't tell what kind of blood sacrifice it was, but judging from such a large blood pool, this person's plan was extremely great. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She pulled out the messenger, and as she expected, she couldn't.

Coming in is coming in, but how do you get out?

There was not a single entrance or exit in the entire space, and no teleportation array was found.

She fell directly into the blood pool, and the key to getting out should still be in the blood pool.

But when she enters the blood pool and can't use her spiritual power, how can she find the exit? It's just that she found it, it can't be a push with both hands, and a door will go out, most of it is related to the teleportation array, so how can she break the formation?

She definitely didn't want to go into the pool again.

However, let's not bring up the matter of going first, since she came, then she can't come in vain.

summoned the Netherworld Yin Fire in the Sea of Knowledge, and after the Netherworld Yin Fire came out, she took the initiative to fly above the blood pool without her order, happily devouring the bloody qi, and making a slight "Zizi" sound.

The bloody aura is not as good as the yin qi, but for the netherworld yin fire, it is better than being hungry all the time.

Originally, the evil qi was formless and colorless, but the blood qi here was too thick, and the evil qi had a light red color, casting a faint pink halo on the gray-white Netherworld Yin Fire.

"What kind of tree is it?" Lin Qianlan touched the body of the tree, and felt a green pipe next to the cave wall, feeling warm, "Is it a living tree?" "Then these pipes are the pipes that transport nutrients and water to this tree?"

Lin Qianlan had a flash of inspiration, so wouldn't she be able to go out if she followed these pipes?

Looking back at the Netherworld Yin Fire, its speed of devouring the bloody qi had slowed down, and there were already a few light red lines in the gray-white flames.

She didn't dare to let the Nether Yin Fire swallow it any longer, for fear that it would be affected by the bloody aura and tainted with tyrannical characteristics, and then she would lose more than she gained.

With a move of spiritual sense, he summoned the Netherworld Yin Fire back to the sea of knowledge.

"Teng Er, it's time to work!"

As she thought, Teng Er instantly came back to life full of blood, "Boss, what do you want me to do?"

"Make slides. "The thickest pipe is just over half a meter in diameter, and she can slide down.

When Teng Er had just cut a big hole in a green pipe with his wind blade, many tentacle-like dark green rattans suddenly stretched out from all around and rolled towards Lin Qianlan!

Each rattan was as thick as her wrist, densely packed, and came from all directions, without the slightest warning.

Lin Qianlan didn't dare to be careless, the sword was cut quickly, and five or six were cut off with one sword, but after cutting these five or six, seven or eight were made up.

Teng Er is the same, the freshly cut rattan has become a good one again in the blink of an eye.

"Boss, it's long!" Teng Er, who is in the state of the spirit body, is still a three-plate axe after his strength has grown, and he can't sustain the use of spiritual power for a long time.

"Teng Er, you go back first!"

Lin Qianlan threw out a first-order fireball talisman, and as a result, several rattans were drawn towards the fireball together, and they were extinguished!

"I don't believe that you can even destroy the second-order ones!" Lin Qianlan waved his sword in one hand and threw out a fire dragon talisman with the other, "Coax!" Everywhere the fire dragon went, the rattans were on fire.

It was the place where the fire dragon went, where the fire dragon did not burn, the rattan did not flinch at all, and the speed of the whipping was faster, because it was fast and many, and the air rubbed with a "whirring" sound.

Lin Qianlan didn't notice it for a while, and was caught in the ankle by a black rattan sandwiched in a dark green rattan, she swung her sword and slashed it, her movements slowed down, and she was thrown out by the black rattan, and her eyes darkened.

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"Miss Lin!"

When Lin Qianlan's eyes lit up again for a moment, the black vine wrapped around her feet was gone, and she sat on the ground with her hands behind her back.

When someone called her, she raised her head, and saw three pairs of eyes staring at her, which surprised her and then delighted!

It was so sudden that the three of them were staring at her with their swords in their hands, which surprised her first.

After being shocked, I saw that they were all acquaintances, Jiang Yuan and Fan Yihe of Qing Xuanzong, and their Uncle Rong Xin.

Lin Qianlan stood up with a slight effort in both hands, "Qianfeng, are you really Qianfeng?"

This secular title made Lin Qianlan determine that Uncle Rong Xin, who was suspected of being a wind, was really a wind.

No wonder she didn't ask much at the time, the awake Qianfeng was more different from the Qianfeng she had than when he was poisoned, the previous Qianfeng was introverted, and the sword in front of her was out of the sheath, Zhuo but extraordinary, it wasn't his self-defeating identity, she still couldn't confirm it for a while.

"It's me. Qianfeng smiled.

Seeing Lin Qianlan again, some of the resentment against her due to the disappearance of her master suddenly disappeared, and some of them were the joy of reunion.

Miss Lin is not good at hiding her emotions, and he still remembers that when she saw him show his skills, her hot and envious eyes often made him laugh. He understands that the hot gaze is not for him, but for his skills.

Jiang Yuan and Fan Yihe were a little surprised to see Uncle Rong Xin's smile, they had been with Uncle Rong Xin for several years, and they rarely saw him smile. The two became curious about Lin Qianlan, who could draw out the smile of his uncle.

In addition to the surprise, Lin Qianlan had a lot of questions she wanted to ask Qianfeng, such as, did Xiao Yao come? When did they come to the Xiuzhen Realm? How did they come here? Since Qianfeng was in the Xiuzhen Realm, it was very likely that the jade pendant was Xiao Yao, where is Xiao Yao now?

Wait a minute.

But the place and time were not right, and she asked instead, "Why are you here?"

Qian Feng replied, "The three of us came to Cangshui Lake to look for ghost thread grass, and we didn't intend to find a hole under the water of Diecai Peak, and we arrived here along the hole. However, there is a ban here, and no entry is allowed to go out. ”

"You said this is the underground of Diecai Peak?"

"Yes. ”

Fan Yihe interjected, "Uncle Shi, six hours are coming, look?"

Qian Feng nodded, and said to Lin Xinglan, "This is not the place to talk, Miss Lin will come with me." ”

Jiang Yuan and Fan Yihe both saluted Lin Qianlan with both hands in front of him, and asked Lin Qianlan to go first. Lin Qianlan is an old acquaintance of her uncle, and she once saved her uncle, so they can't save the etiquette they should have.

Seeing that the two of them saluted themselves respectfully, although Lin Qianlan was not very used to it, she was not ambiguous, and returned the salute one by one, keeping up with the wind.

Jiang Yuan and Fan Yihe followed behind the two.

The place where Lin Qianlan was thrown by the black vine was the end of a rectangular passage of white jade.

The white jade stones on the four walls of the passage are integrated, not made of masonry, but excavated from a huge piece of white jade.

The end of the passage was wrapped tightly in several brown and green pipes, and she tried it, but her sense couldn't penetrate it.

Walking through the white jade passage more than ten meters long, you will enter a space made of white jade. (To be continued.) )