Sanmu turned around and bowed to Jiang Lan, "Thank you for your life-saving grace." ”

Seeing Sanmu like this, Jiang Lan didn't know what he was planning to do, smiled lightly through the mask, and said, "You're polite." ”

To outsiders, it sounded extremely cold, thinking that Sure enough, Engong still didn't like the reckless misunderstanding just now.

Everyone hurriedly helped Sanmu up and moved him backwards in unison, so as not to collide with Engong.

Sanmu had this intention, so he did it as he pleased, but he was worried in his heart, and he didn't want to shout the word "Shizi" just now, and no one in the crowd doubted it.

Fortunately, he is witty and hallucinating, but if you think about it carefully, there are still many loopholes in the words, and this urgency is really unreliable. If the identity of the prince is discovered, this will be a big trouble.

Sanmu is nervous about his mistake and knocks on his head to find a way to make up for it.

Jiang Lan, who was standing in front of the crowd, listened to the conjectures around her discussing the bottom of the cliff with her, and glanced at the three eyes in the depths behind her from time to time. From time to time, the child clenched his fist and looked at his head, which was the first to hit the ground when he came down?

"Eun Gong, what exactly are those things that attacked us just now?"

As soon as the Qingmei Dao Chief came down, he was grabbed by something that he couldn't see or feel in the dark, if it weren't for Jiang Lan's sword killing, I am afraid that he would have been eaten by that monster by now.

"A nightmare beast turned into anger."

"Isn't the Nightmare Beast a phantom beast? And just now we clearly felt the blood splashed on our bodies. ”

Jiang Lan passed the night ghost bead lamp in his hand, "Is there still it now?" ”

The man looked at his hands and robe, and there was no trace of blood at all

"What's going on?"

"It's all an illusion."

"Oh, no wonder Sanmu was just a trick." Qingmei Dao Chang spoke on the side, Jiang Lan nodded, "That Dao Dao just now is good, it is indeed a trick to obstruct the eyes." ”

Sanmu shrank behind and thought about his own remedy, not paying attention to the words in the center of the crowd.

"So how do we get out now? It's so dark that I can't even see a foot away from my side except for my five fingers. It's better to stay up there. ”

Jiang Lan looked at the Taoist priest who was obviously a little irritable, but he just paused, and since he turned around, he walked deeper with the Night Nether Bead Lamp.

The group behind hurriedly followed, and they were afraid that they would get lost, so they lined up in a long line with each other, holding each other's robes and robes, and followed the team.

Sanmu was naturally arranged at the back, and the eerie feeling was like a tide that overflowed itself, and the more he walked, the colder and more biting he became.

"Brother Dao, don't you feel a little cold?" Sanmu asked the Daoist brother in front of him.

"No."

Suddenly, a gust of yin wind swept across Sanmu's cheeks, "Brother Daodao, have you felt the wind?" ”

"Wind? What wind? This is underground, where does the wind come from. Don't be suspicious. ”

Sanmu's whole person was weak, just now he was just pulling the sleeve of his front coat, but now he directly hugged his arm, "Brother Dao, let's get closer to each other, so we can take care of it." ”

An Ren wanted to throw Sanmu out, but when he heard it, he thought it was good.

"Okay, but be careful."

"Okay, Brother Dao."

Everything that happened in the back, Jiang Lan, who was walking in front, naturally didn't know. She was holding a lamp in her left hand and a sharp sword in her right hand, and if there was a gravel under her feet, Jiang Lan kicked it all in front of her.

I could only hear the sound farther and farther away, but it never stopped rolling.

After walking for a long time, something suddenly rolled to the top of his feet, and Jiang Lan stretched out his hand to stop everyone's progress.

The sudden stop, let all the hearts rise to the throat.

Jiang Lan lowered her head, frowned, and squatted down again.

It wasn't what rolled to her feet, it was the stone she had just kicked away.

At the moment when Jiang Lan picked up the stone, another one rolled over soon.

At first there was no sound at all, but it suddenly appeared quietly, and the second one had a distance, and there was a brief rolling sound.

Then there was a loud rumbling sound, Jiang Lan threw down the stone, and immediately got up, the sword in his hand raised slightly.

"Eun Gong, what's going on?"

Although Qingmei Dao Chang is old and has experienced a lot of things, he has never met such a thing, and he was a little panicked for a while.

"Forbidden." Jiang Lan didn't answer his question, just spit out these two words, and the meaning of danger in them was self-evident.

The loud noise was getting closer and closer, and it was indeed pitch black all around.

With a movement of the ear and a swing of the sword, a stone was broken in two.

Then there were two stones, three stones...... Clusters of stones

Jiang Lan kept waving the sword in his hand, and many stones were either cut in two or smashed vigorously in an instant. Shi Zi seemed to have spirituality, and knew that he couldn't attack Jiang Lan, so he picked the soft persimmon behind Jiang Lan and pinched it.

Jiang Lan tried her best to protect it, and the sword flower she made was even more dazzling. The Qingmei Dao Chief, who was close to Jiang Lan behind him, actually had an epiphany in the sword flower, but the timing was not right, so he pressed it down, and also sacrificed a magic weapon to block the stone from flying behind.

However, what Qingmei Dao Chang saw was only one foot around, and although he listened to the voice, the constraints brought by the darkness were great.

As the stones became more and more dense, Jiang Lan and Qingmei alone couldn't parry it at all, and many Taoist priests who were recruited behind them, many of them deviated from the team because of avoidance, and even more frightened like frightened birds, waving the magic weapons in their hands, injuring many people.

There was a panic now.

"It's not the way to go."

Jiang Lan took out the wick inside the lamp, the Night Nether Bead.

"Engong, what are you?"

Jiang Lan looked at the Night Nether Bead in the palm of his hand, this is the coming-of-age gift given to him by Ah Yan, the fruit of the largest Night Nether Epiphany in the center of the Yellow Spring's source Night Nether Pond Spring, after more than 100 years of cultivation of his soul, it was refined into a pearl, and it was not an exaggeration to say that the treasure of the Six Realms was not exaggerated.

This is still Obsidian later specially sent the blue bird to send it, afraid that he would take away the spirit jade talisman and he would not have the life-saving object, so he had this thing.

It's a pity that the demon clan is in chaos, Qing hasn't been found yet, and the blue bird is obsidian's right-hand man, otherwise how good it would be to give the blue bird to himself, and now he can lie down and win, and he doesn't have to be bullied by a few stones.

Although it is reluctant, it is a matter of human life.

Jiang Lan clenched the bead tightly, and then threw it into the air, watching the bead fall to the top and rushing over with a fist when it was almost there, and the sound of broken glass came from his ears.

In an instant, the blue scattered and spread all around. Then the field of vision widened, and the whole underneath was illuminated by a ghostly light.

"Ahh

Although he didn't know this thing, he knew that the extraordinary Qingmei Dao Chang was distressed, and seeing that Jiang Lan was uncomfortable, he thought that others were enthusiastic to help him and lose such a magic weapon to break the obstacle, and he was immediately very grateful.

"Engong, are you okay?"

Jiang Lan waved her hand to indicate that she was fine, "It's nothing, it's just that an old guy is worried about it." ”

At one end of the Six Realms, Jing Yan held the medicine pestle in his hand and looked at the woman in the water curtain.

The cold face that had not changed for ten thousand years cracked, "Old guy? ”

With a wave of his hand, he tore off the water curtain in the air, and the drop of water immediately returned to the jar outside the courtyard.