Nan Yang and Jun Qiao originally saw that the pointer on the dragon hunting plate was obviously biased, obviously not a corner but there was a change in direction, and they were hurrying to further verify when they were stunned by the loud sound of the thick wall falling to the ground behind them.

Because there was no one in the tomb for many years, the accumulated layer of dust was blown up by the impact, accompanied by the small sound of a little rubble falling to the ground.

Junqiao's eyes widened, and he looked at the anomaly behind him in disbelief. Nan Yang took the dragon hunting plate, and also turned his head and looked at the wall that suddenly fell in a daze.

Nameless reached for his left eye socket and felt it in the hollow socket before realizing that it was gone. He reached for his right eye again, so that he could glance at the surrounding wall of the brick wall.

"Valley Master, we-accidentally triggered the mechanism-." The nameless mouth was still in a strange tone without inhibition and frustration.

“…… Light Huan. Nan Yang subconsciously whispered the name. She pinched the hand of the dragon hunting plate and tightened it, but after a while, she casually stuffed the dragon hunting plate into the nameless hand, and returned to the wall in a few steps, and her slender and beautiful fingers hesitated a few times before gently putting it on the wall.

Nan Yang's eyes flashed with anxiety as she looked at the brick wall, and she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to call the person's name, but she couldn't say anything.

Nameless rolled his right eye with his hand again, and continued: "The wall - about three feet thick - has sound insulation mechanisms, and the people on both sides of the wall - cannot communicate sound. ”

Because Junqiao only took a wind and rain lantern on his side, most of the light sources were isolated behind the wall, and the light on their side dimmed a lot, and they could only barely identify the positions of the three people under the faint ever-bright lights on both sides. The deep tomb of the black hole in front of them was even more eerie and terrifying, like a giant beast with its mouth open, ready to eat them alive at any time.

Nan Yang immediately pulled out the falling frost and tried to insert the sword into the gap between the machine wall and the tomb wall, intending to break a gap in the wall.

Only then did Jun Qiao come to his senses, paused, and saw that Nan Yang was silently destroying the wall, and said softly: "Nan Yang...... Nameless just said that this wall is about three feet thick, you ......"

“…… I'm going over. Nan Yang looked at the wall steadily, constantly testing the gap with his sword.

"Nameless, search for any mechanisms nearby." Junqiao commanded.

"--Back to the valley master, the mechanism--should not be in the cemetery on both sides-"

“…… It's really damn it, I should have noticed it just now, and I was separated from them so lightly. What can I do? They are trapped there, and no one knows how to form ......"

"So the wall must be destroyed." Nan Yang used the frost to probe all the surrounding cracks, but they were all pressed tightly, and there was no way to start.

"In this way, determine the location of a gap, and we will use the internal force on the sword to attack at the same time." Junqiao mentions yì road.

Nan Yang looked down thoughtfully and looked at the frost in his hand.

The lanterns on both sides of the tomb suddenly began to flicker, and the three of them looked around vigilantly, but in the blink of an eye, all the lanterns that scattered a faint light were suddenly extinguished, plunging them into deeper darkness.

"How ......"

Before Junqiao finished speaking, he heard the iron-cast beasts on both sides of the tomb moving neatly.

"Roar-roar-roar!"

The iron-cast beast named "Yi", which I don't know how many, began to roar like a dog barking at the same time, which was very rhythmic and regular. Nameless raised the wind and rain lamp in his hand, and protected Nanyang and Junqiao behind him with the other hand.

"Knock...... Boom...... ......"

"It's ...... What was that? Junqiao was a little panicked and looked around at a loss, but everything was hidden in the darkness and nothing could be seen.

“…… Beware-! "Nan Yang's facial features are accessible, his senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people, and his eyes are quick to pull a nameless. Nameless's joints stiffened with a "click", and a sharp arrow struck the rain lamp in his hand with great force, and the rain lamp was shot to the ground with a strong force, rolling a few times, and the light inside was dangerously extinguished.

Nan Yang lowered his head and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the dragon hunting plate that Nameless was holding in his hand, relying on the little light left, it was difficult to identify the location on it.

It's actually a dead seat here.

“…… It's a dead bit. It's no wonder that the dragon hunting plate would suddenly jump before. Nanyang whispered to Junqiao and Nameless.

“…… What the?! Dead bit? Jun Qiao subconsciously took the dragon hunting plate in Nameless's hand, lowered his head and squinted his eyes to identify it carefully.

"Death is not life and death. There are usually a large number of lethal traps in the dead position, as the name suggests, if you can survive the dead position...... You will be able to find an exit. ”

"The door of life, the death position, the possibility of one to one, will make us hit the death position." Junqiao smiled helplessly.

However, it can be inferred that the direction of the shomon has turned to the other side of the wall. She...... They, they're safe as well. The anxiety in Nan Yang's eyes instantly relaxed, and he was obviously in a dead position, but his expression revealed a bland satisfaction.

"Zheng-" The sound of a sharp arrow breaking through the air came again, and the arrow shot fiercely into the wall on their side, sinking straight into thirty percent, which showed the great strength.

The barking of the Iron Forge grew louder and louder, and an unknown sound came in. "Shhh...... ......"There is a nauseous sticky feeling of the slippery skin rubbing against the rough ground.

Nameless pushed his eyeballs: "Snake-"

Before the words fell, it could be vaguely seen from the weak and powerful light of the wind and rain lamps that the heads of the little snakes appeared one after another from the hideous open mouths of all the iron beasts, spitting out the letter while staggering out of the mouths of the iron beasts, and dangling dangerously towards them.

When Junqiao saw the snake, his scalp was numb, and he unconsciously retreated, but found that there was the wall behind him, and there was nowhere to retreat.

"Nan Yang...... Jun Qiao moved his hand slightly, accidentally touched Nan Yang's finger, and was startled by the cold and abnormal temperature of the finger, "...... What happened to you? Hand ice like this? ”

Nan Yang trembled and withdrew his hand suddenly, and his face gradually revealed a strange paleness.

"Valley Master-Beware-"

Junqiao looked at Nanyang, then at the increasingly dense group of snakes in front of him, gritted his teeth, took out a few mechanisms and threw them out, and drew his long sword to face the snakes.

Nan Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyelashes trembled slightly. She tightened the frost in her hand, and stumbled a little when she took the first step, but she quickly covered it up. Immediately, she picked up a sword flower, and the white figure was like a swimming dragon in the dark, swift and agile.

The first group of snakes to approach was quickly strangled by all three. But before there was a chance to catch their breath, the Iron Beast's mouth began to crawl snakes out again, each of which was able to spit out dozens of snakes, all of which crawled towards them as if they were guided.

Nan Yang threw the falling frost out with all his strength, and the long sword spun quickly around the tomb and turned back, and in the blink of an eye, the poisonous snake was cut off by the waist, struggling to twist its body. Falling Frost spun back into Nanyang's hand at high speed, but Nanyang didn't catch it.

The sword "buzzed" and thrust into the brick cracks in the walls of the tomb. Junqiao couldn't help but look back at Nanyang, only to see that her face was getting paler and paler, her forehead was still stuffy with fine sweat, and her hands were still trembling and she wanted to touch the frost.

"What's wrong with you?"

Nan Yang pursed her lips tightly, as if she couldn't say a word, and before her fingers touched the hilt of the sword, she suddenly knelt down, hanging her head and vomiting a mouthful of dark red blood.

Junqiao was startled, hurriedly threw out a few small mechas, and hurriedly came over to support Nan Yang, and found that Nan Yang's body was terrifyingly cold and trembling.

"Hmm......" Nan Yang let out a muffled moan. Moan, then covered the position of his viscera in great pain, and leaned weakly against the wall beside him, and more and more dark red blood overflowed from the corners of his lips.

Jun Qiao paused suddenly, Nan Yang looked like this, she seemed to have seen it somewhere.

……

Ranflower Valley......

Father?

After my father was hit by the Huangquan Gu, every time he was poisoned!

Nan Yang She ...... She ...... too?!

The ground and walls were crawling with poisonous snakes, and the snakes were like waves pushing slowly, slowly moving towards this side, and occasionally fierce stray arrows shot at them, with a terrible sound of breaking through the sky.

The nameless man seemed to be unable to resist the powerful snakes, and his body was wrapped around snakes of all sizes, surging like flowing water, and there was an unusually disgusting sense of intensity.

The serpents hissed and spat letters, their heads held high, and looked greedily at the two women in the corner like prey.