But at this time, I didn't care about it, so I handed over the boning knife engraved with a proverb to Ye Buxiang.

With Ye Buxiang's calm cooperation, a picture of yang energy condensation quickly appeared in front of my eyes.

In the picture, two familiar figures are on the edge of a cliff, but I don't know if it's because of the backlight or the dark, I can't see the faces of these two people clearly, but they feel very familiar.

There was a golden cloud hanging in the sky above them, and in the cliff below them was the abyss of the black hole, and they were in a strange position, as if they could reach out to pick up a cloud, and as if they would fall into the abyss when they raised their feet.

I tried to see what these two people looked like, but suddenly the picture was distorted, and gradually it became a different scene.

I saw a man waving at me, and before I could see who he was, the picture suddenly went black, and a bloodied face rushed towards me, with a big mouth that seemed to be yelling at me, and the speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to dodge.

I subconsciously turned around, and everything in front of me completely disappeared with the roar in my ears.

I shook, trying to hold my feet, but the roar in my ears was stirring.

Ye Buxiang and the others surrounded them anxiously, but I couldn't hear what they said.

I knew that this roar was a tremor of consciousness caused by the sudden awakening of the sword technique, and as long as I didn't use Yang Qi to forcibly suppress it, it would not be injured if it calmed down on its own. But the taste is really unbearably tight......

It took a long time for me to gradually recover, and seeing their worried faces, I waved my hand: "Don't worry, I'm fine, let's hurry up, the two of them are in danger of one step of heaven and one step of hell, and now rush over, it should be too late to pull them." ”

Now that I've gradually figured out the rules of the sword, I've been able to understand it faster after getting the foreshadowing.

The situation in the first picture clearly means that Luo Ningfeng and Lu Changxiao are facing a difficult choice, and if they choose well, they will get great benefits, and if they don't choose well, they will be doomed.

In the second picture, only one person is waving at me, where has the other person gone?

Who was the ghost who rushed over with blood on his face?

For these questions, I couldn't figure it out for a while, because I had only gotten at most one picture from the previous sword technique, and I didn't know whether the second picture this time was because of the progress of the knife technique, or because the matter was too complicated this time, but Luo Ningfeng's situation was dangerous, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only take one step at a time.

At that moment, Qiu Yiyun offered a compass to lead the way, and the silver light on the compass bloomed, illuminating the dark hall.

We walked quickly, the hall was deep, the red paint on the huge pillars on both sides had long been mottled, and a thick layer of ash had accumulated on the ground, and two lines of footprints could be seen extending inward.

Qiu Yiyun walked inside without hesitation, the compass lit up the surroundings, but before we could see it clearly, a gust of wind blew, and the dust on the beam and the dust on the ground were swept away, choking the poplar tree couldn't help coughing.

We all stopped, and the wind came without warning, not like a mountain wind.

Upon closer listening, there was a faint creaking sound of wood snapping together in the wind, and there seemed to be the sound of chains shaking.

Although it was a subtle sound, I didn't dare to be careless, and looked around with the silver light on the compass, and found that the silver light of the compass could not fully illuminate the top of the main hall, and on the two longitudinal thick beams, there were huge bat-like black shadows.

I subconsciously grabbed the handle behind my back, but I didn't pull it out.

Except for the black shadows on the beam swaying slightly in the wind, there is no other movement at present.

If you look closely, it's not a bat, it's a humanoid object bound in chains!

Their posture is extremely strange, their arms are hung upward, but their legs are curled upward, their heads seem to be sandwiched between their curled legs, and their calves and insteps are straight and tense back, although they are wearing wide black robes, they have long since decayed to the point that only strips of rags hang on them, and the whole looks like a person is jumping high and spreading his wings.

I took a breath, glanced at a few people, and raised my hand to the roof.

In fact, even if I didn't point out, they had already noticed this strange situation.

Qiu Yiyun pressed his throat and said urgently: "Don't mess around, this is the ...... of the Twelve Feathers."

I don't know what the Twelve Feathers are, but I know from her tone that this thing is not easy to mess with, so naturally I don't dare to move it.

And she looked back at Ye Buxiang: "Step by step, you can't leave troubles." ”

Ye Buxiang nodded, took a step back slightly, and waved his hand to signal us to get out of the way.

I pulled the poplar tree, stood on tiptoe and stepped back, just two steps back, I saw Ye Buxiang waving his hand in the air, using his fingers as a pen, the pen walked the dragon snake, and one after another spiritual power charms that were as condensed as mercury came out of his hand, and rushed straight towards those black shadows.

Ye Buxiang's movements were so fast that people were dizzying, and the twelve spirit runes flew out almost in no particular order, and the hall was suddenly full of silver light!

There was a series of soft bangs, and the spirit runes struck them as if they had been imprinted, leaving a clear silver imprint on them.

The first few were just shaken and shaken out a cloud of dust.

And the next few screamed, not like a human voice, short and painful!

Ye Buxiang made a move so quickly, and even woke up a few people behind, it can be seen that their reaction speed is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, if they are detected one step later, the consequences are really unpredictable.

It wasn't until the dust in the main hall fell and the twelve feather warriors were also suppressed by the spirit runes, and there was no sound, that I breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but look at Qiu Yiyun.

Qiu Yiyun didn't say much, and pointed to the one that was finally stopped by the spirit rune and said, "Look at its neck, it has begun to feather." ”

I frowned and looked at it, and I couldn't help but be shocked, and at the end, the tense neck of the corpse had grown a layer of scaly white fluff, which was a sign of zombie transformation, and if we really let them all be corpsed, we would have a lot of fun today.

You must know that only zombies that are more advanced than the eyebrows can produce the phenomenon of feathering under special conditions, that is to say, these things, at least purple armor, resentment, and may even be zombies at the level of hairy roar!

As for how vicious they are, it is estimated that everyone should still remember the hanging eyebrows that Han Tianfu became, and the twelve masters above our heads, any one of them is at least one level higher than him!

I was embarrassed, but I was puzzled.

Before, I thought that there would be no danger in the Ming Building, but in a blink of an eye, I almost fell on the road!

Whose grave is this? How can there be such a dangerous ambush in the hall of the Ming Tower?

Could it be that he wants to turn all the mourners into blood food for zombies, so that this corpse plague can run rampant in a hundred miles?