Sending away the people detained in the cell of the tomb, Meng Shichen and Lihua met Shang Junzhu who came to meet in a cross-lined cemetery. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Are all the people saved?" Shang Junzhu was holding a long sword, and he spoke before he stood still.

"And Guo Lingyu and Zhang Yifeng haven't been found." Meng Shichen held the soul blade and glanced at the black tomb road wistfully.

"I guess it's in the part of the tomb that we haven't explored yet." A pair of phoenix eyes from the painting exuded a faint light in the darkness, and he raised his hand and shook it, and there was a long sword wrapped around Huangquan flowers in his palm.

The flowers flew up, swirling with a dreamy glimmer towards the depths of the tomb.

Shang Junzhu also nodded, and the three of them went to the deeper tomb in a team. Huang Quanhua flew unhurriedly in front, but Meng Shichen and the two of them had to use light skills to gallop all the way to keep up.

"Kalala!"

Just as the three of them were speeding quickly, a row of spinning long knives suddenly stretched out from the tomb next to them! Her hand was grabbed by Shang Junzhu suddenly, and immediately after a flower in front of her, Meng Shichen had already arrived in front of Huangquan Flower.

The yellow spring flowers, which were spinning forward, suddenly stopped because their owners were trapped behind.

The painting dodged the first row of spinning knives, and at some point a gap appeared in the walls on both sides of the tomb that looked like a driveway. In the gap, there are three long knives rotating alternately on each side, just reflecting each other, blocking the entire tomb road, and every gap is a blue shining blade.

There are four more such knife formations! This section of the tomb has been sealed in its entirety.

"Leave the painting!" Meng Shichen watched as Lihua was trapped in the knife formation, and he could only take advantage of the gap left by the staggered two knife formations to avoid those knife lights. The dust raised by the long knife filled his mouth and nose, and he sacrificed his long sword to cut the long knife, but it was directly chopped by the long knife, leaving only the bright petals flying in the dust.

Shang Junzhu let go of Meng Shichen and explored back and forth on the wall next to him with both hands: "These long knives are all forged with dark iron, each one is more than an inch thick, and they are constantly cut. Now the trap on the ground is touched, and the only way to turn it off is to find another trap. ”

"Can you bring him here?" Meng Shichen frowned, and found that the mechanism had been cut into pieces on purpose.

Shang Junzhu shook his head: "I brought you here just now to reach this side as quickly as possible when the long knife has not completely disappeared, if I turn into a spirit body, even if the long knife can't hurt me for the time being." However, to bring the painting here, you also need a spirit body, and you can't get through. ”

"How so?" Meng Shichen looked helplessly at the dust.

"The mechanism can't be over there, it should be in a place where there is no knife formation behind me. You turn into a soul and try it. He opened his mouth in the knife formation, and his breath was a little gasping. The weapon re-condensed in his palm, this time no longer a longsword but an overlord spear wrapped in a flower vine.

In the sword light, he was even more bewitching, and the overlord gun in his hand actually contrasted with the sharp Qing Junlai.

"Squeak!" A sharp grinding sound that almost pierced the eardrum came, and the overlord gun in Lihua's hand had accurately pierced into the knife array and stuck it alive. Between the arms holding each other, a string of sparks erupted.

"I'll go over now, and you can hold on a little longer." Shang Junzhu turned into a soul body and passed through the sharp knife array, and Meng Shichen couldn't help but clench the hilt of the soul blade.

Looking at the painting that was gasping for breath in the cracks, Meng Shichen suddenly said: "Red-crowned crane, you also go out to help find the mechanism." As soon as the words fell, a dexterous red-crowned crane flew out with a bright red touch on the blade of the soul blade that immediately turned into a soul body.

Although it has lost its sharpness, the blade of the soul blade is still there, and it still emits an ice blue light, which is enough to illuminate the surroundings.

The red-crowned crane chirped, and the wind passed through the knife array to Shang Junzhu's side. It fluttered around the tomb for a while, and then found the mechanism first, which turned out to be a triangular floor tile underground.

Shang Junzhu turned back into a spirit body and pressed it on the floor tiles, and the long knives were all withdrawn into the wall. All that remained was the overlord gun that came out of the painting, and fell to the ground.

"Let's go, let's be cautious next......"

"Rumble!"

Before Shang Junzhu's words fell, an earthquake-like rumble poured in! Meng Shichen was breathing a sigh of relief, but she suddenly felt that the floor tiles under her feet suddenly sank, and her body fell straight down like that!

But fortunately, she reacted quickly, put her toes on the floor tiles a little, and jumped out with the meager force that had just touched the floor tiles.

The monk Junzhu was also taken aback by the sudden change in the scene in front of him, and the two quickly followed Meng Shichen one after the other. When she jumped into the air, she stepped on the floor tiles in front of her, and as soon as one foot touched the floor tiles, the floor tiles in front of her suddenly collapsed, and disappeared into the darkness like rolling stones.

It is as if the floor of the tomb is made of many doors made of floor tiles, and at each passing this door will crack in the middle and fall suddenly, and finally "hang" on the walls on both sides.

Meng Shichen's feet only touched a little bit of the edge of the floor tiles, and he borrowed some strength to move forward, but the floor tiles in front of him still kept collapsing!

The strange thing is that when you pass the collapsed place, the floor tiles that "hang" on both sides will "rumble" and close again, turning into an intact tomb passage. Now all three of them understood that the mechanism just now was the mechanism that turned off the knife formation, and it was also the mechanism that activated the next trap.

After crossing more than a dozen collapsed traps, Meng Shichen gradually lost his strength.

The floor tiles in front of her are like monsters that will open their mouths at any time, waiting for her to accidentally swallow them! Fine beads of sweat began to appear on Meng Shichen's forehead, she held the soul blade, she didn't have time to look at the direction of Huangquanhua, her eyes were only enough for her to look at the trap on the ground.

After a few moments, she finally relented on her feet, and she couldn't reach the edge of the rapidly falling tiles. The body fell uncontrollably, and in the blink of an eye, she saw that her vision was in line with the floor tiles that had not collapsed not far away.

As she was about to fall completely into the darkness, a powerful arm slammed into her waist.

Meng Shichen subconsciously looked up, only to see a handsome face of Zhilan Yushu hanging above him. It was Shang Junzhu, his other hand stretched upwards and clasped on a wrist that looked like mutton fat jade.

Further up, there is the strange and handsome face of the painting, and the hand he holds on the overlord's gun. The ends of the Overlord Gun were deeply embedded in the walls of the tombway, enough to support the weight of three people.

Although the painting usually looks like it is self-reliant, it is swaying when you walk a way. At this time, he was as solid as a big tree rooted in the wall, and with a sharp exertion of his arm, he waved Shang Junzhu who was holding Meng Shichen.

Meng Shichen immediately felt a sense of stability in her heart, she retracted her gaze, and the fatigue and difficult support of the struggle alone disappeared in an instant, and then she threw away from the painting with all her might, and the figures of the two of them were drawn out like night bats! (To be continued.) )