This is a very empty hall, there is a painting hanging on the huge glazed wall, there are a lot of sharks on the painting, they dance on the surface of the South China Sea under the moonlight, very beautiful dancing, very beautiful male sharks, female sharks, some are completely humanoid, some are human body fish tails, the sea water flows gently under them, the cold moonlight is sprinkled on the various colors of shark yarn they wear, the shark yarn is dazzling, not dripping, by the moonlight so illuminated, as if there is a layer of holy brilliance floating on the surface, it makes people dare not look at it for a long time.

The monks were all standing in front of the painting, as if admiring the scenery in the painting, and there were at least a thousand people, as if they were engrossed, so that no one noticed the sudden appearance of Qian Zhenyan.

Although Qian Zhenyan felt that something was wrong, she didn't think much about it, she just walked behind those monks, stretched out her hand and patted one of the monks on the shoulder and asked, "Fellow Daoist, what are you looking at?" ”

More than a thousand monks turned back at the same time, and the horrified Qian Zhenyan took three steps back, it turned out that these monks had no faces, only a skull remained, but their eyes were red, as if they were bloodshot. There was no life on their bodies anymore, and a rancid breath slowly came out, making Qian Zhenyan vomit out, but before she could raise her head, she felt murderous, and the more than a thousand monks pounced on her at the same time, opening their teeth and dancing claws, like a beast that had not seen its prey for a long time, making a heavy footsteps.

Instinctively flew back, Qian Zhenyan ran very fast, the power of the wind and the footwork of Xianyun, so fast that there was no afterimage, but for some reason, the more than a thousand ghost cultivators had been chasing her unabatedly, as if they could feel the smell of her.

I secretly complained in my heart, I knew that I wouldn't travel through time and space. I don't know what the hell it went to, and it attracted so many ghosts, and it was very likely that these ghosts were the monks who were sent in to explore the way before. No wonder no one went out, how could they get out when they dared to become ghosts?

As she fled, she wondered how these monks had died, why had their bodies not changed, but their faces had disappeared. Are those red eyes demonic?

Running around without a head or a brain, she heard some small sounds, like the sound of glass breaking, and like the sound of something being penetrated. As she and the more than a thousand monks fled, the darkness around her gradually faded away, revealing the bright glazed palace. She was pleasantly surprised to find many living monks, some of whom were trapped in the labyrinth, and some of whom were still trapped in their own illusions. I'm worried again. Although it seems that they have inadvertently broken the illusion and labyrinth of the illusion cloth in the palace, can these little monks resist the power of more than a thousand ghost cultivators?

Although the monks who were able to come in and explore the path before were all in the foundation building period, but now they are not human beings but have become ghosts or demons, so it is impossible to estimate how powerful they are.

But she didn't have time to think about it, the monks who had broken the labyrinth and illusion had already discovered her, and they had also discovered those ghost cultivators, and they were all running after her in fright, and soon formed a huge team. There is a faint tendency to exceed the number of those ghost cultivators.

When the last darkness was broken, the entire Liuli Palace was brightened. The more than 6,000 monks who came in before basically gathered more than 4,000 people, and the remaining 2,000 people were estimated to be more than lucky, either they were devoured by the monster when they fell into the labyrinth, or they couldn't get past it and died in their own heart magic realm.

Qian Zhenyan finally stopped in the hall where the glass was found before, because it was the brightest here, there were permanent torches on the walls, more than 4,000 monks gathered in the hall, and the more than 1,000 ghost cultivators surrounded them in a circle, and the blood on the ghost's face was shining, as if they were extremely happy.

"Let's fight," Qian Zhenyan snorted lightly, there was no way back, what else could he do except fight?

With her shouting, more than 4,000 monks took out their weapons, shouting and killing them, those ghost cultivators did not have weapons, but they pounced with their bare hands, grabbed people and opened their mouths to bite, and those monks who bit cried for their fathers and mothers, and the flesh and blood on their bodies and faces were blurred. There are also monks who have released the magic trick, but they seem to be useless to these ghost cultivators, and they have no reaction at all to hit them, and they are not injured, is it immune to spells? This result made everyone bitter, and they could only fight martial arts.

Qianzhenyan's Ruoshui sword wrapped around one after another of sword flowers, her body was already light, flying like a spirit butterfly, slashing at one ghost cultivator after another, but those ghost cultivators didn't seem to be afraid of pain, they had only skin and bones left on their bodies, their bones were very hard, and the sword cut actually only made them shake, and the sonorous sound made people listen to it with a toothache.

But most of the weapons in the hands of the monks are magic weapons, although the bones of these ghost cultivators are very hard, they keep cutting once, cutting twice, and they are always broken ten times, but what is surprising is that these ghost cultivators have not stopped biting frantically even if their bones are cut off, and one after another monks have been bitten, and some have been bitten off their necks and lost their breath.

But it didn't take long for everyone to find that those monks who had lost their breath were like these ghost cultivators in the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood on their faces turned into ashes, leaving only a black skull, their eyes were as red as blood, and they jumped up and bitten, just like those ghost cultivators, they were immune to spells, they were not afraid of pain, and they had to bite people if they crawled on the ground with a broken leg, it was too terrifying.

There are more and more ghost cultivators, because the living monks will join the team of ghost cultivators after being bitten to death, which makes everyone become very passive, not to mention physical strength, even the spirit has also been greatly stimulated, in such a hellish space, they can no longer see the hope of living, the mood is becoming more and more irritable, and the more chaotic they are, the more anxious they are, the more dead monks are, and in less than an hour, the team of ghost cultivators has expanded to more than two thousand, and there are only more than three thousand living monks left.

As far as the eye can see, the entire hall is full of ghost cultivators with missing arms and legs, even if they only have half of their bodies left, they are still struggling to crawl forward, and there are ghost cultivators who are broken into more than half of them everywhere.

With a bang, Qian Zhenyan chopped off the head of a ghost cultivator, the skull shattered into pieces, and after the bloody eyes disappeared, the headless body stopped moving, and she immediately raised her voice and said, "Attack their heads, quick!" ”

At the sound of the order, everyone's spirits were shocked, and they all raised their tired arms and slashed at the head of the ghost cultivator again.

This method really worked, the ghost cultivator with a broken skull finally disappeared and stopped moving, and the ground soon lay down countless corpses and countless severed limbs, and the thick smell of blood flowed in the air, making people smell sick.

When the last ghost cultivator fell, there were already more than 2,600 people left on the side of the Terran monks, and everyone was exhausted and found a clean place to sit and breathe, only Qian Zhenyan stood there, looking at the corpses and wreckage all over the ground, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

Human life is like a mustard, in this world, the strong are respected, the weak are slaves, and they will easily fall, driving you to keep moving forward and speed up your cultivation, once you stop, what awaits you is only death.

With a long sigh, he casually shot out a wave of fire, the waves of fire passed by, whether it was a corpse or a severed limb, all of them were burned to ashes, a gust of wind blew, and the ashes drifted and slowly disappeared.

Suddenly, Qian Zhenyan felt a strong breath floating into the air, hurriedly raised her head, and saw those flying ashes turned into red dots slowly floating, and after gathering into the air, a pair of huge bloody eyes were formed, which reminded her of the bloody eyes under the Mobing Lake, and she was so frightened that she took two steps back, raised her hand and shot out several Blazing Sun Divine Palms, the palm shadows were one after another, and the golden light flashed, but before it touched the bloody eyes five hundred meters away, it burst suddenly, and the rumbling sound woke up the monks who were pranayama, and they looked up blankly, and they were startled when they saw the pair of bloody eyes, Hurriedly stood up and held the weapon, and gathered behind Qian Zhenyan.

Before, it was all Qian Zhenyan who commanded them to find a way to destroy the ghost cultivator, and they had already invisibly regarded her as the backbone, and automatically and spontaneously stood behind her, waiting for her orders.

The bloody eyes had been tightly closed, and there was no intention of attacking, but Qian Zhenyan had a premonition that once the bloody eyes were opened, they would be more and less lucky. This bloody eye was obviously transformed by absorbing the essence of those dead monks, and it may have been driven by the illusion behind the scenes.

Without thinking too much about it, she raised her hand and scattered all the seven-grade defense talismans in the storage ring, and the two thousand talismans formed a huge circle to encircle the monks inside, and more than two thousand monks looked at them dumbfounded, and someone quietly asked, "This seems to be ...... Seven-grade talismans? ”

A monk who was proficient in the Fu Dao said, "Impossible, our Fu Peak elders can only make six-grade runes, how can this be seven-grade?" ”

"But I've seen a six-grade talisman, and I don't have such a strong defensive aura!"

"Yes, the six-grade talisman aura produced by our Fu Feng Peak Master is much weaker than this."

So, many monks are not calm, these seem to be really seven-grade runes, and there are two thousand, these seven-grade runes can be sold for a sky-high price at any one, and they can't be auctioned at the auction, Qian Zhenyan actually said that she would take it, and it was two thousand pieces as soon as she took it, where did she get it? Did you find it from the Glass Palace?

Based on Qianzhenyan's age and cultivation, all the monks didn't think that she would be a seven-grade rune master, and everyone agreed that she got the two thousand seven-grade defense talismans in the Liuli Palace, saying that it was fake, but what if she was unwilling? Not only did people find the baby, but they also selflessly took it out to save you, what else do you have to fight for?

In the crowd, Cai Shuyi, a disciple of the Chinese Sect, had the most complicated gaze, she had quietly held the weapon in her hand, it was a weapon that was round like a crescent moon shape, exuding golden light, and it was a seven-grade attack magic weapon, which was specially given to her by Elder Feiyue when she left, of course, it was not given for nothing, she knew very well in her heart that Hou Ziyin's death was a great blow to Elder Feiyue, and she hoped that she could avenge the senior sister who was not very close.

To tell the truth, she actually doesn't have a good impression of Hou Ziyin, that girl is very arrogant with her excellent qualifications, and she is not friendly to her fellow disciples, but Elder Feiyue's meaning is obvious, as long as you can get rid of Qian Zhenyan in the South China Sea Liuli Palace, you can become her personal disciple after returning to the sect. What kind of high treatment is that, all cultivation resources will be tilted towards her, can you not be impressed?

But now, she couldn't do it, because those bloody eyes had released a suffocating coercion, making the bodies of some disciples with low cultivation tremble, and they actually had a feeling that they would kneel uncontrollably. And Qian Zhenyan stood in front of the monks, like a picture of unyielding death, how could she assassinate or sneak attack at this time? Not to mention whether she can succeed or not, as long as she makes a move, the other monks will probably stop her. (To be continued.) )