This weird feeling makes your scalp tingle!

It's as if there's something horrible inside!

Ning Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you go in and have a look?" ”

Black Face nodded and said, "If anything is wrong with me, run immediately without any hesitation." ”

Ning Cheng said, "Don't worry, I know." ”

The two of them moved towards the gloomy wooden house.

Doorside.

Ning Cheng poked his head out and secretly glanced inside the wooden house.

The furnishings inside are very simple.

A huge table was filled with candles, burners, and offerings.

There are many spirit cards on it, looking at this appearance, this is indeed the ancestral hall of the Yidao family!

On both sides of the beams hung huge strips of white gauze, gently swaying with the yin wind, quite infiltrating!

"Where's a knife stream?" Ning Cheng found that there was no sword in this ancestral hall!

He glanced at Black, and then walked in slowly.

Neither of them made any sound, Ning Cheng and Heimian were in the spirit realm and the other in the triple realm, and it was too simple for the two of them to control their heart rate.

Walking into the ancestral hall, Ning Cheng looked around, but did not find anything abnormal.

On the other side, Blackface also searched his area.

Finally, Blackface found a narrow hole in the wall under the Spirit Table!

The black face gestured towards Ning Cheng, and Ning Cheng immediately walked over.

This is the only place in the ancestral hall where possible Tibetans have been found, and it is estimated that a knife stream has entered it!

Without the slightest hesitation, the two entered the hole.

This intersection was very narrow at first, and only one person could pass, but after entering about a meter or two, the surrounding space suddenly opened up a little.

Ning Cheng and Black Face were finally able to walk upright.

It's a tunnel less than two meters wide, just enough to stand up.

There are a few oil lamps lit on both sides of the corridor, emitting a faint glow, which is a little dim.

The black face walked in front, Ning Cheng walked in the rear, and the two were on guard at all times.

The corridor was not long, and the black face walked to the exit after a while.

At the exit, a dark wind blew.

Even if Hei Mian and Ning Cheng put on masks, they could still feel a chill on their faces!

A platform about tens of meters wide appeared in front of Ning Cheng's eyes.

A breath of tranquility came out!

The small space was filled with swords.

Each sword is wrapped with white thread and strips of paper, making it look like a seal!

There is a coffin next to each sword, which looks quite weird!

The swords were not complete, each one was extremely broken, and they were basically broken.

A yin wind blew again in the space, and the broken swords around him shook wildly, and the white silk threads on the hilt of the sword frantically pulled the note!!

This is a broken sword mound!

"Geng Geng."

A strange sound suddenly came from the coffin closest to Ning Cheng and Black Noodles.

"Squeak."

The coffin was slowly pushed open, and a loud sound came suddenly!

The entire pitch-black coffin lid flew towards Black Face and Ning Cheng in an instant.

Black Face punched out.

"Bang!"

The lid of the coffin suddenly turned into sawdust, and smoke filled the air.

"Sure enough, someone followed..."

A knife figure appeared in the coffin, and he couldn't help but sneer, and said in fluent Mandarin, "I feel a familiar breath... You're the ones who are making trouble at the Appreciation Conference today, right? ”

With murderous intent in his eyes, combined with the cold environment here, it makes people feel furious inside, like a lonely ghost in hell.

Ning Cheng didn't expect Yidaoliu to find them!

In other words, all he did before was acting?

Is that to bring it here?

"Let's go!"

Black Face immediately spoke.

"It's late."

The body of the knife flowed, and a crutch as black as ink appeared in his hand.

"Mi..."

On the crutches, the black mist gradually dispersed, like smoke bombs.

A knife pulled out the handle of the crutch, and a bayonet sword with a cold light appeared in front of it.

The thick smoke gradually formed a huge phantom, and a phantom with a mask on his face and a katana in his hand was suspended in mid-air!

"Oh Thunder Dig..."

The phantom let out a low roar of birds.

"This is the Soul of the Sword!"

"Sword Soul, help me!"

Yidaoliu raised the bayonet sword in his hand, "Stay here!" ”

"Back off."

Heimian glanced at Ning Cheng and said.

He clasped his hands together, and a golden light appeared in his hands!

Around his body, hundreds of complex runes lit up together.

"The meaning of the three!"

The black face turned into an afterimage, and above his right hand, a spear condensed by golden light exuded a burst of heroic energy.

The black face rushed out, the spear in his hand clenched!

"Dance of the Golden Serpent!"

The black face roared, and waved thousands of spear flowers in his hand, and the golden light pierced into the phantom like a blooming golden lotus!

In the face of the attack released by the black face like a rainstorm pear blossom, Yidaoliu did not panic at all, he held the bayonet sword in his hand and stabbed an attack!

With a stream of attacks, the sword soul appeared again, and it raised the sword in its hand to defend against all the attacks of the black face!

"Breaking into the Yidao family without permission is already a capital crime, not to mention that you dare to speak out today, die here!"

With a knife's expressionless face, he raised the stabbing sword in his hand, and his right hand turned into a wave, and the stabbing sword pierced the air, making a terrifying explosion!

Every attack of the sword stream will appear, and the sword soul will suddenly let out a roar, the sword in his hand will slowly return to the sheath, and the phantom will gradually disappear...

On the one hand, the black face is entangled with a knife stream, and on the other hand, he has to be on guard against the movements of the sword soul at any time.

There was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Although the phantom of the sword soul slowly disappeared, the black face always felt that a danger was approaching in his heart!

Yidaoliu suddenly sneered, raised the stabbing sword in his hand high, and slashed through a semicircle!

"Ghost Slash!"

The sword soul that had gradually disappeared suddenly appeared in front of the black face, showing a swooping posture, holding the sword in his hand, and slashing it out!

A streamer of light swept across the black face's chest, and it all came too suddenly!

At the critical moment, the black face folded his hands! A golden barrier has reappeared!

At the same time that the golden barrier appeared, the slash had already arrived.

Blackface's body was suddenly hit by a terrifying impact, and the whole person flew upside down and hit the wall.

"Quack, see how good I am?" Yidaoliu said with a sneer.

The black face got up from the ground, which blow just now came too suddenly, if he hadn't resisted quickly, it was likely that he would have been seriously injured.

However, years of combat experience have also trained his excellent reflexes, so it is not so simple to hurt him with a knife.

"What a tough guy." Yidaoliu frowned slightly, and then stretched out again, "But you may have forgotten, this is the ancestral hall of our Yidao family......"

With a stream of words, the broken swords around him once again let out a fierce tremble...

Tomorrow erupts!!

(End of chapter)