The crowd whose endurance had already reached the limit immediately let go again under the words of the dragon and tiger.

Sou......

When the line was released again, there was a sudden sound of the ink line breaking in the air again.

The few people closest to Zhao Yang immediately put the line and ran towards Zhao Yang's position through gritted teeth, and then prepared to wrap the ink wire in their hands around the pillar.

But at the moment when the ink line was about to be wound around the pillar, suddenly the ink line was taut again, and with a whooshing sound, the ink fountain line, which was as thin as a fishing line, slashed horizontally through the stomach of one of the people like a sharp knife, directly cutting it in half.

Yes...... Yes...... Yes......

The man screamed.

Zhao Yang held the candle and saw with his own eyes that the person in front of him was cut off by the instantly tight ink line, and a large amount of intestines and blood flowed on the ground like loose sand!

And the Luoyang shovel tied with the ink line was also dragged into the darkness.

"!"

It's almost done, but it still collapses!

Once there is an accident at any of these four corners, the power will be out of balance, and the consequences will be unimaginable!

"What's going on over there!"

Long Huxiang heard a sudden scream from Zhao Yang's side in the dark, and immediately shouted loudly.

"The line is broken!" Zhao Yang immediately responded.

That is, as soon as Zhao Yang's words fell, the terrible screams of the disciples of the Four Elephant Hall came from the left hand side in the darkness again!

It is conceivable that after the loss of balance of power, the other three corners have already begun to suffer.

"Master Long, the ink line on my side has been tied to the pillar!"

It was in this desperate situation that suddenly a hysterical roar came from the front right.

This sudden roar instantly brought everyone to life again, because the ghost thing in the darkness had been firmly trapped, and as long as one horn was fixed to the pillar, it could be tethered.

Although the ink line has been released for a long time before, it can at least be trapped within a certain range.

"Hurry up and gather at the place where the candle is lit!"

The dragon and tiger shouted anxiously in the dark, and the place where the candle flame was a marking point made by Zhao Yang in the dark.

Because everyone is in a spacious burial chamber, as long as there is a marked point as the center, you will not get lost and scattered.

In less than a few breaths, everyone was back together.

But Zhao Yang's position doesn't seem to be very auspicious, because under his feet is a corpse that has just been cut off by the ink line, and his intestines and blood are flowing all over the ground, especially in this atmosphere surrounded by darkness, it looks shocking and miserable, making people's scalp numb and goosebumps all over his body......

As for that in the dark...... There's no movement! There really isn't a trace of movement!

The darkness in front of him seemed to have fallen silent in an instant, so quiet that even the accelerated heartbeats of the people around him could be heard.

"Is the ink line really tied to the post?"

Zhao Yang asked with a solemn expression and raised his eyebrows.

"Well, it's very strong, and it's still dead, unless...... Unless this can unravel itself! ”

One of them gritted his teeth very firmly and gasped.

"How many meters is the pillar from our side?" Long Huxiang asked again.

"Probably...... Fifteen meters or so! After thinking carefully in his heart for two seconds, the man replied firmly.

Fifteen meters......

Zhao Yang made a simple calculation in his heart, and put the line back and forth twice just now, so the length of the ink line is only ten meters at most, and the maximum error is only two meters.

If this budget is accurate, then the place should be absolutely safe, unless......

Unless, as he said, this thing will untie the ink thread that is attached to itself or tied to a pillar.

Of course, this is only an estimate, and there is no certain certainty, so we still can't let our guard down.

"Master, I seem to have stumbled upon the lantern mark we left on the ground!"

At this time, the third aunt said to the dragon and tiger in a low voice.

"Where's the location?"

Long Huxiang suddenly asked in surprise.

As long as you can find the marker of the lantern that was placed on the ground, you can follow the lantern to find the exit back the way you came.

"Probably right ahead!"

Xing Sangu stretched out her hand and pointed to the front in the darkness and whispered.

"At the front?"

Zhao Yang subconsciously frowned, and the ghost thing was tied to the front, wasn't he looking for death in the past?

This is really embarrassing, if you don't go over, you can't find the exit to go up, and then look for other exits, I'm afraid the danger is even greater!

Call......

That is, when everyone fell silent, suddenly there was a 'whew' wind movement behind them again, and it was very obvious, and it flashed quickly!

Again!

This treacherous wind whistling sound has even left a heavy shadow on everyone's hearts, and it is still that ghostly thing!

"Isn't the ink thread already tied to the post?"

Long Huxiang gritted his teeth and asked loudly.

"Dragon...... Long Ye...... I actually tied the ink thread to the pillar, and I tied several dead knots! The man just now gritted his teeth again and did not waver in the slightest!

It's really wicked!

If you continue to consume like this, you may really be grinded to death here by this!

But suddenly Zhao Yang thought that he had another treasure on his body, maybe it could come in handy.

Hunt for the dragon!

Zhao Yang almost forgot about this thing.

The dragon ruler can not only measure feng shui and point to the crypt, but also determine the good fortune and evil, pointing to evil!

Zhao Yang immediately took out the dragon ruler from his backpack.

The moment Zhao Yang took out the dragon ruler, a dragon seeking stick on it immediately rotated rapidly, and the speed of rotation in Zhao Yang's hand was like a fan blade, and it also made a swishing sound.

"Looking for a dragon ruler?"

The dragon and tiger looked at the dragon ruler in Zhao Yang's hand and expressed his surprise, but what was even more surprising was the rotation speed of this dragon seeking stick.

"Is this thing broken?"

No! It's the ghost thing in the darkness that has been circling around these people at a rapid pace, so the dragon seeking stick is spinning very quickly, which also shows that this ghost thing has been freed from the shackles of the ink line!

Suddenly, the fast-spinning dragon wand suddenly stopped pointing directly in front of it.

Opportunity!

Zhao Yang did not hesitate to hold the dragon ruler in one hand, and the Tiangang sword in the other hand, and made a prediction in advance towards the front, and stabbed straight out.

Keng ......

Zhao Yang's sword stabbed in the dark, as if it had stabbed something particularly hard, making a 'clanging' sound, and even Zhao Yang's arm was a little numb in the shock.

This must be another steel helmet!

Zhao Yang didn't believe in this evil, so he took advantage of the situation and slashed a sword downward, ...... The sharp Tiangang blade directly slashed a spark in the darkness with a piercing grinding sound.

The moment the sparks flashed, Zhao Yang clearly saw that it was indeed a black armor!