Murong Xue had to reassess this mausoleum, it had been almost two hours since she left, and there was still no end in sight.

There was another turn ahead, still a bluestone bend, and the bright night pearl illuminated the passage with a bright but eerie horror.

As soon as he stepped out, there was a faint roar from the surrounding stone walls.

Dull and murderous.

Murong Xue's Xiahou Mobing's face suddenly turned positive, not good, there is a mechanism in this place, it must have just stepped on it.

As soon as the thought in his heart turned, the surrounding stone walls gurgled, and a cold murderous aura surged from all directions.

"Let's go." Murong Xue and Xiahou Mobing shouted at the same time, they couldn't maintain their leisure just now, and their bodies shot towards the end of the corridor in front of them like a sharp sword and lightning. And at the same time that the two of them ran out, the wall around the two of them made a soft sound, the stone wall trembled, and the long arrows as thick as fingers shot out of the stone wall like a torrential rain.

It was dense and shot towards the stone wall opposite.

Murong Xue and Xiahou Mobing, who were in the corridor, looked like they were about to be caught in the rain of arrows.

As soon as his body slipped, Xiahou Mobing grabbed Murong Xue, his toes were a little on the ground, and he swept ten feet as fast as a flying eagle, and pounced violently.

Thunder in the air.

Behind him, sharp arrows kept grazing his back, shooting deep into the opposite wall, like slicing tofu.

The iron-black arrow was stuck in the stone wall, and the tail of the arrow kept shaking, and the two walls became hedgehogs almost instantaneously.

Swift and swift, flying by.

One flew through the arrow forest, Xiahou Mobing fell together, and there was a soft sound on the bluestone road behind him.

Dense barbs that had no gaps protruded from the ground.

The cold light flickered, covering a distance of more than ten zhang in front of it.

The shivering barbs were covered with silver-black color, and a strong fishy smell emanated from the barbs.

Poison, the arrow is pregnant with poison.

If these arrows were shot at them, in this sealed mausoleum, the consequences would ......

Behind him, the sharp arrow that had been activated was shooting along the stone wall, approaching the back of Xiahou Mobing and Murong Xue.

Xiahou Mobing's eyes suddenly froze, he protected Murong Xue on his chest, and as soon as he touched his hand on his waist, the soft sword was immediately unsheathed, and the sword blocked the barbs on both sides.

The tip of the sword swept across, and the barbs where it passed were suddenly cut off by the waist, revealing a gap the size of a sesame spot.

Xiahou Mobing looked at the arrows around him while protecting Murong Xue, his toes touched the ground, he didn't dare to stop at all, and shot forward with his strength again.

The long sword in his hand shook continuously, and it didn't stop for a moment.

Of course, he didn't dare to stop.

The figure is like a dragonfly dotting water on the arrow like flying and flying away, and the sharp arrows behind him continue to shoot into the opposite wall.

Black arrows lay across the aisle, murderous.

was carried by Xiahou Mobing and shot suddenly, Murong Xue didn't stop, put on the silver gloves that he asked Qiyue to build before coming to the other side of the cliff, and grabbed them with both hands, and the "hiss" silver gloves were corroded.

Luckily, she loosened up quickly.

It can be seen how powerful this poison is.

Sharp arrows fly sideways, and barbs are colorful.

The feet do not touch the ground, and they fly forward.

There is no room for error.

The figure flew away, and it was about to come out of the barbed group, and at the front of the walkway, the huge stone block, suddenly slammed and fell.

Murong Xue's eyes instantly darkened.