Sure enough, Lu Wuji's voice sounded again: "But only about two to three miles into the ruins, there was a huge and incomparable force that overturned us one by one. ”

Then, no matter how much we struggled, whether we used our own means or joined forces, it was useless, and we were finally thrown out. ”

Hearing this, someone in the tent suddenly screamed "Ahh

Zhao Zihan was suddenly shocked: These five people, each of the five major factions has a master, they are all the elites of the previous generation of the five factions, and they can be called super-first-class figures on the entire continent.

With the joint efforts of the five people, the rivers are easy to change, and the vicissitudes of life are not accidents, not to mention that there seem to be more than the five of them who have entered?

What is so powerful? Damn it! What kind of horror is there?

Although he vaguely knew that this task was not simple before he came, most of the disciples of various sects had just entered the rivers and lakes, and their blood was agitated, and they did not pay too much attention to it, and at this moment, not only did their blood cool down, but even their hearts were cold, and they were suddenly shrouded in a faint pessimistic atmosphere in the tent.

But listening to Lu Wuji, he said in frustration: "The more you use your means, the greater the backshock, and after trying three times, it is the same, and you are so tired that you can only give up in the end." ”

"Later, I sent low-level monks and magicians above the tenth rank to try again, but it was still in vain. ”

"In this way, what Master Duan said is true, in this ruin, even if it is a means to splash the sky, the magic power of turning immortals is useless!"

"Only Qi Refiners and low-level magicians, who are not repelled by that mysterious power, can enter. ”

At this time, Duan Fengfeng interjected, and a little sadness appeared on his face: "That's right! I Nanzhao Qi Refining Scholar and Magicians below the tenth level poured twelve or thirteen into it, but it's just ...... It's just that it hasn't come out......"

Lu Wuji nodded lightly: "There is a big mystery in this matter! The reason is unknown, and the various factions have discussed it, or ......?"

Speaking of this, he glanced at an old man with a black face beside him, and the old man nodded slightly.

"Or maybe this is a monument before the Great Tribulation, buried deep underground for thousands of years, and there is something in it that we can't explain!"

"The tremendous and incomparable power, judging from the feelings of those who entered, is obviously not the power of cultivation, nor is it the transformation of magic,"

"Since we are repelled by this power, the demon beasts should be the same, and if you think about it this way, there should be no big demon beasts in the ruins. ”

"Ran Nanzhao more than ten people entered it, so far no one has been seen alive, no corpse has been died, such a strange thing, if you don't find out, it will be difficult for people to sleep. ”

"We must find out, what is the fear of life and death!" said Haoran Dao Chief.

The old guys in the tent shook their heads.

"In this expedition, each sect assigned two Qi Refiners or two junior magicians below the tenth level of telekinesis to enter in groups. ”

"Each sect of magicians above the Huaqing Realm and above the fifteenth level of telekinesis will assign one person to form a team to search on the ground, and do not enter the ruins. ”

After Lu Wuji finished speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, glanced at the tent strangely, and asked, "What about the people of the Yuan Sword Sect?"

Qin Fangfang took a step forward and said proudly: "Yuan Sword Sect Shui Changtian misbehaved, and he also spoke strongly, I drove them back!"

There was no beginning or end to what he said, but when he had finished speaking, he stood with his head up and said no more.

Seeing this, Yao Yao flashed to Lu Wuji's side and spoke softly, which sounded like he was talking about the situation at that time.

An old man in black next to him listened carefully, and before Yao Yao could finish speaking, he was already discolored: "How can a child of Wuji Hall be so rude!"

Lu Wuji didn't blame Qin Fangfang, but his face turned cold, and he said to the old man in black without yin or yang: "Brother Zeng, Fang Er is rude or not, let's talk about it later, but don't interrupt today!"

This black-clothed old man, who was called Brother Zeng, seemed to be a person from the Yuan Sword Sect, and when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he was about to attack, but for some reason he groaned again, snorted, and said: "Let go of it today, if you don't give me an explanation for the Yuan Sword Sect at that time, this matter will not stop!"

Lu Wuji didn't pay attention to him anymore, but instructed everyone: "If there are two less, then a group of four, divided into two groups, now each sect will assign people down, and leave tomorrow." ”

The disciples of the various sects in the tent suddenly gathered together one after another and began to discuss with each other.

Lan Yue pulled Zhao Zihan and walked to Haoran Dao Chief's side with Ziyue.

Daoist Haoran reluctantly stood up and said, "It's irritable here, go outside and talk about it." ”

Zhao Zihan's face turned pale when he heard this: How dangerous is it in this ruins? This time it's terrible, I'm afraid that there will be death and no life. I think that at the beginning, when Lao Tzu entered the wasteland, there was a mysterious sword to protect himself, and there was no such danger at all.

This ghost place must not be able to use true qi, where can you still count on a mysterious sword?

Haoran Dao has a pair of triangular hanging eyebrows, it doesn't seem to be a kind human being, if you don't go in, where can you go?

Ziyue actually felt uncomfortable in her heart, and was even a little dazed and scared, but after thinking about it secretly, she felt that the matter had come to this point, and it was too late to be a turtle with a shrunken head.

If you disobey the order, with the character of Haoran Daochang, I am afraid that the consequences will be unpredictable......

Ziyue secretly glanced at Zhao Zihan, and both of them saw the look of worry in each other's eyes, and they couldn't help but feel sad.

Sure enough, when he arrived outside the tent and stood still, although Daoist Haoran's voice was neither light nor heavy, nor slow or slow, but there was no doubt.

He said: "Disciples Zhao Zihan and Ziyue, this time they enter the ruins to explore, and they must not be disobeyed. ”

"If you find something, you must focus on the mountain gate, remember to remember!"

"The two of you are in danger here, needless to say, you still need to be careful, save your life first, I won't say more. ”

"Blue Moon, you have already reached the Qing Realm, and it is when the sect uses you, so you will follow the ground group to search and advance, and pay attention to supporting the two of them. ”

"Our old guys are all tired and tired, and if we don't adjust for a while, I'm afraid that we will be wasted, and I will be there later. ”

"Blue Moon, you go and represent the mountain gate to deploy groups for your junior brothers and sisters. ”

Blue Moon let out an "um" and walked towards the tent. After speaking, Daoist Haoran sat down slowly, and breathed on the grass.

Half a moment later, Lan Yue came out of the tent and said to Zhao Zihan and Ziyue: "The two of you and the two people of the Wuji Hall are in a group, and you have come together all the way, and you are also familiar with each other, so you can take care of each other. ”

As he spoke, he saw Yao Yao and Wei Mingcheng get out of the tent and walk towards this side. The four of them looked at each other for a moment, nodded, and everything was silent.

Another night without words.

The next day, the sky was still foggy, but Zhao Zihan was woken up by a loud noise, rubbed his eyes, and felt a little confused.

Looking at the shadowy Terrans outside the tent, Zhao Zihan felt a faint strange feeling in his heart.

I remember that Yan Mu'er once said: If you can break through the wasteland, you will not die, and when you reach the human race, you will live like a person.

How can it be so easy for him to say this lightly, to live like a human being?

Don't say that the secret of your body, if you accidentally leak a little bit, you will definitely die without a place to be buried.

What's more, the cultivation is low, there is no power to protect oneself, and the realm of refining qi is like an ant, and he may not know where he will die.

At this time, I thought of Yan Mei'er again, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: This little girl, I probably thought I was dead, right?

How did she know I was still alive?

Suddenly, I felt a shock in my heart: yes, how could I die so easily?

If I were alive and could one day meet Mei'er and tell her about the experience of nine deaths, how wonderful it would be!

She must have stared at the purple grapes in her big eyes, and she was dumbfounded, right?

Haha, that was the pinnacle of my life!

If I don't want to die, who can call me dead?" Zhao Zihan thought viciously, stood up, and walked out of the tent.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, Ziyue and Yao Yao stood quietly in the morning breeze, their skirts dancing, and Wei Mingcheng stood speechless on the side.

Two zhang away, standing Xu Yin, I saw a pitiful look, surrounded by three young men.

Zhao Zihan suddenly understood in his heart: it turned out that there were two male disciples from the half-branch building.

After a while, Lan Yue brought a man in pale yellow clothes over and said, "This is Senior Brother Hao of the Yushan Sect, he is responsible for taking you to the south entrance, and the other group is going to the east entrance." ”

Then, Lan Yue looked at Zhao Zihan and Ziyue, and said softly: "Go in and use your brains more, if you don't die, you won't die in vain!"

Zhao Zihan didn't squeak, glanced at Lan Yue, there was a slight warmth in his heart, and said in his heart: Senior sister is a little like our demon clan, and she is kind-hearted.

Well, I'm not going to die, I'm going to come back and ask you to make me tea with morning dew.

Ziyue's voice was slightly choked, and she said, "Got it, senior sister." Then he turned his head away.

Zhao Zihan looked around, and saw Qin Fangfang standing in the shadow of the tent, his expression was complicated, as if he had lost something important, his soul was lost, and he was very annoyed.

I wondered a little: what was wrong with him?

It seemed to hear Duan Fengfeng say, "Let's go!" The team suddenly started, and the old guys from yesterday didn't see any of them, and they didn't know where to hide to breathe.

On the way, the mountains are getting higher and higher, and at sunset and dusk, the mountain side is full of white bones.

Zhao Zihan saw clearly: Among them, the head is like a human bone...... Startled, he couldn't help but grab the hilt of the sword with one hand.

The guide also flinched, pointed to a cliff opposite, and said, "The entrance is under the broken wall, you can see it as you go forward, this hellish place! I... This is going back. ”

"In these two cloth bags, there is food, water, pine branches, pine oil and flint, you can bring them yourself!" After speaking, he stuffed the cloth bag into Zhao Zihan's hand, and flew away among the thorns in the mountain road!

At this moment, the four of them looked at each other and almost lost their eyeballs.

At this time, the sky was getting dark, and the four of them stood quietly in the forest.

The peaks are silent, the mountains and forests are silent, and between heaven and earth, there is a slight west wind blowing, and a sense of depression suddenly spreads.

"The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone!"

Wei Mingcheng sighed and read two ancient poems, which had a tragic taste of being generous to death.

Then he said: "Don't rub it in, let's go, let's go, it's all here, and if you don't go in and see, you won't be blind." ”