Lingbao Mountain.

Yang Yifan has completed the repair of the dead wood snake.

After this restoration, his refining technique became much more proficient again.

After placing the dead wood snake in its original position, Yang Yifan continued to walk towards the mountain with a smile with a happy mood.

Time flickered, and two hours passed quickly.

Yang Yifan also officially came to the mountain from the foot of the mountain, about a few hundred meters high.

Within this hour, he had encountered nearly ten magic weapons, and the distance between them was basically tens of meters.

These ritual vessels include trees, flowers, and even hidden in the dirt, and some are still large stones.

At the end of this hour, Yang Yifan said that he was very tired.

Every step he took had to be very cautious, and it was okay at first, but at the thought of being able to learn refining weapons, Yang Yifan was very excited.

But as time went by, every time he encountered those magic weapons that were unguardable, Yang Yifan's mind was consumed more and more.

This kind of place where you need to be vigilant at all times is too much of a test of one's willpower.

Fortunately, in terms of willpower, Yang Yifan has always been very good.

He almost perfectly dodged the sneak attacks of magic weapons again and again, and at certain times, such as when those magic weapons were hidden underground, or transformed into stones, Yang Yifan's perspective eyes helped him to a large extent.

Under his perspective function, he can always see the problem at a glance, and with his keen perception ability, it makes him like a fish in water.

So, until now, he has not suffered any injuries.

At this moment, Yang Yifan continued to move forward.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and looked at the foot of the mountain.

He had a feeling that the first magic weapon he had laid out, that is, the little grass magic weapon, the sword in the grass, had been triggered by someone!

"Interesting, who will trigger it? White Jade Building? People from the Xuanqing Sect? Or someone from the Fengyun Sect? ”

Yang Yifan squinted his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, at the foot of the mountain below.

A group of people were caught off guard by the sudden burst of swords in the grass, and they were in a hurry.

Because it takes a certain amount of time to break the formation, the people of Bai Yulou, Xuanqing Sect, and Fengyun Sect have only just been teleported in until now.

The people of the three sects naturally don't trust each other, so after coming here, everyone wants to disperse as quickly as possible.

The first to rush out was the people of the Fengyun Sect, who only cared about leaving the teleportation array quickly, and didn't pay attention to the grass on the ground at all.

Also, even ordinary people walking on the road will not pay attention to a pile of grass, let alone their group of monks.

But because of this, the monk was saddened.

As soon as his front feet moved away from the grass, the next moment, the blades of the grass burst out violently, like a goddess scattering flowers, and rushed straight upwards to kill.

This person's cultivation is only the pinnacle of the third layer of foundation building, and naturally he does not have such a strong reaction ability, and he was directly killed by surprise this time, and the blade of grass like a sharp arrow directly pierced the soles of his feet, bringing up a blood flower.

"Ahh

The screams rang out, and everyone's faces changed drastically.

Whether it was someone from the Taiyi Sect, or the Xuanqing Sect or the Fengyun Sect, everyone was full of vigilance on their faces at this moment, looking around, ready to make a move at any time.

But......

Except for the monk who fell to the ground and screamed, the surrounding was calm, and nothing unusual seemed to appear.

It was only after a full ten seconds that everyone cautiously came to the injured disciple's side and looked at it carefully.

When they found the little grass artifact, all of them had expressions of indescribable resentment on their faces.

This expression is exactly the same as Yang Yifan's original expression!

"It's insidious! It's so insidious! ”

"This is the magic weapon left by whom, it's too insidious!"

"He actually disguised the magic weapon as a grass, this person is so poisonous!"

Everyone talked about it, and their faces showed anger and gritted their teeth with hatred.

"It looks like someone has already taken the lead here, is it ......?"

Liu Xiao, the leading disciple of Xuanqing Sect, pondered for a moment, and glanced at everyone in the Taiyi Sect unnoticeably.

This gaze was still discovered by Bai Yulou and others.

Their faces were ugly, and they even guessed Liu Xiao's thoughts.

"No way, this is definitely not the work of our lost fellow disciple!"

This time, not only Bai Yulou, but even the two girls, as well as the mad dragon, ghost and others, resolutely did not think that Yang Yifan would do it.

After all, he was only a guy who had just entered the sect for two months, and it was impossible for him to refine weapons at all.

Besides, in their opinion, even if Yang Yifan knew how to refine weapons, he wouldn't have time to leave this kind of thing here.

Subconsciously, they believe that Yang Yifan is dead.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I won't be with you."

The people of Fengyun Sect have always been mavericks, especially at this moment, when one person was injured, their faces were a little unsightly, they no longer paid attention to the disciples of Taiyi Sect and Xuanqing Sect, and took the injured disciple and walked in another direction.

But.

Just as they had walked less than thirty meters to the left, a majestic coercion suddenly descended, like a mountain and a sea, and fell with a bang!

Seeing this, Xu Hui, the leading disciple of the Fengyun Sect, changed his face greatly, and retreated, and the other nine people also hurriedly retreated.

However, the injured disciple of the Fengyun Sect was already losing speed because the soles of his feet were pierced, and he couldn't retreat at all at this moment, and was directly slapped to the ground by the majestic coercion, turning into a cloud of blood mist!

Crush!

Warn!

"Li Si!"

Seeing that a junior disciple was directly suppressed and died, and he didn't even have time to scream, Xu Hui and the others' faces were instantly extremely palpable!

But despite this, they did not dare to take a step forward.

Anyone can see that this coercion is a warning, and it is also a dividing line, so that they cannot act left and right, but can only move forward!

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, not to mention the people of Fengyun Sect, even the people of Taiyi Sect, as well as Liu Xiao and Senior Brother Liu of Xuanqing Sect, all gasped.

At this time, they suddenly realized that this is an ancient ruin, although it is full of treasures, but it is also in danger step by step.

If you're not careful, you can really die!

Thinking of this, everyone completely gave up the idea of dispersed action, and could only continue to cooperate.

"Let's go, don't waste time, I don't know what dangers are waiting ahead."

Liu Xiao opened his mouth to break the heavy atmosphere and walked forward cautiously.

Seeing this, whether it was someone from the Taiyi Sect or someone from the Fengyun Sect, although their faces were ugly, they had no choice but to follow.

A group of more than 20 people, all of them walked forward cautiously.

They don't know that now is the beginning of the nightmare......

(End of chapter)