The conversation between the two scholars was full of strong verbal swords.

Fang Yun guessed in his heart that Wei Huangan and Mo Yao must have had a lot of verbal fights when they were in the front hall, Wei Huangan definitely did not damage Mo Yao, the words "peeling the skin and picking the wall" are too vivid, Mo Yao, as a university scholar, may not mind at first, but if he is said too much, there must be a mustard in his heart.

In the Ancient Land of Blood, there has never been a good-natured bachelor.

The stronger the strength, the greater the influence of the power of the blood.

Fang Yun didn't give others a chance to interject, and immediately said: "The first hall is already empty, and there are torture instruments in the second hall, but they are protected by a shield, so you may not be able to open it." Only this third hall has not yet been entered, and since there are two scholars here, I dare not wait to make a mistake, so I will leave. Farewell!"

Fang Yun turned around after speaking, but when he turned around, he found that Mo Yao was staring at his team, not knowing what he was thinking.

The eleven were very straightforward, and soon reached the end of the corridor and stopped in front of the gate.

Yun Zhaochen said: "Yun Fang, you stay back, I'll go in first." It stands to reason that there should be a war statue guarding in the front hall and the side hall, but so far there is no one to see, and there is no trace of the war statue, so the apse is very likely to be in danger. ”

"It's fine. Fang Yun was not reckless, after all, the scholar had a literary platform, both offensive and defensive, so he retreated to the back of the team.

The two doors leading from the side hall to the apse were tightly closed, without any keyholes, as if they were completely sealed.

This gate is not as tall as the main entrance of the front hall, but it is also a hundred zhang, and you have to look up to see the top of the gate.

Yun Zhaochen stepped forward and tried to push, but he didn't move, and then he pulled back, also without moving, and then looked around, there was no mechanism or way to open the door.

"This ......" Yun Zhaochen made a difficulty.

There was the sound of horses' hooves from behind, and Wei Huang'an and Mo Yao's team was hurrying towards the first hall.

Emperor Wei said with a spring thunder: "That gate needs to be destroyed before it can be passed." Wait there until we come out, and we will attack together. ”

After speaking, Wei Huang'an's team rushed into the first hall first, and Mo Yao also rushed in with people, and before entering the door, Mo Yao glanced at Fang Yun and the others again.

Yun Zhaochen took out the Holy Page Edict that Fang had transported to him, and put the Holy Page on the door as if he had opened the torture shield, and then tried to open the door. Motionless.

Fang Yun carefully recalled the stone tablet in the first hall and said, "I'll try it." ”

Yun Zhaochen and the big bachelor in front of him immediately moved out of the way.

Under the illumination of the night pearl in the corridor dome, Fang Yun came to the gate and spat out two words in dragon language.

The gate didn't move.

An embarrassed look appeared on Fang Yun's face.

"Will you need a key?" Yun Zhaochen hurriedly helped Fang Yun cover up.

Fang Yun didn't reply, and the corridor was quiet.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Yun showed a sudden expression, coughed lightly and said, "It should be that my pronunciation is not standard, and I haven't learned the dragon language well...... Foreign languages, waiting for the ancient land of blood. I want to learn the ancient dragon script and practice speaking and listening. ”

The ten scholars blinked, probably understanding what Fang Yun meant.

Fang Yun stretched out his finger and consumed dragon qi to write in midair. I saw a faint golden light flowing out of Fang Yun's fingertips like water, and finally formed two dragon characters.

It was clear to the crowd that there were similarities between these two words and the last two words of the Edict of the Holy Page, but the details differed.

Fang Yun opened his mouth and blew. The two dragon characters immediately flew above the gate.

"Empty ......"

There was a peculiar sound from the door, and then a faint silver light slowly opened. A bright light shone into the hallway, and outside the door was a descending staircase, beyond which was a green meadow, with flowers and trees in the distance, and a majestic palace in the distance.

"It's done!" said a glint of joy on the faces of many scholars.

Fang Yun retreated behind the ten scholars, Yun Zhaochen took the lead in entering, Fang Yun was at the end, and before entering the door, he saw Lian Pingchao looking back at the corridor.

After the eleven people passed through the gate and reached the steps, the gate slowly closed with a bang.

Bang......

A distant voice echoed through the corridors of the side hall.

"The first hall is really nothing, Yun Zhaochen and the others are amazing, let's go to the second hall to have a look. Wei Huangan's voice rang out in the first hall, and then the whole team appeared in the doorway, walking down the hallway.

Sixteen people rode the Zhan Shilong horse and walked a few steps, and Wei Huangan suddenly asked, "What about Yun Zhaochen and them?"

The team stopped, and the fourteen scholars and the two Hanlin looked ahead in surprise.

"Will they go into the third hall first and get the treasure?" said one person.

"Yun Zhaochen can't do that kind of thing. Brother Zhaochen?" Emperor Wei's tongue bloomed with spring thunder, a trace of doubt appeared on his white face, the purple light in his eyes trembled slightly, and he still held a fan in his hand and fanned it gently, but it was a little faster than usual.

No response.

"Have they already passed the back door of the side hall? Wei Huangan fell into deep thought.

The other scholars were also thinking, and more than half of them had shocked looks on their faces, and they all knew that the door was extremely difficult to open.

"Yun Zhaochen and that Hanlin are not ordinary, Brother Huang'an, maybe Yun Zhaochen is the biggest winner of the Sin Suppression Palace. Mo Yao's voice came from behind.

"As long as the human race is the biggest winner, it's better than the treasures being taken away by the demon clan. Let's go, let's go to the second hall!" Wei Huangan ignored Mo Yao, and led people to rush into the second hall, and Mo Yao's team entered.

A short time later, the sound of ping-pong came from the second hall.

After half an hour, Wei Huangan's voice sounded again: "Stop, I'm running out of energy." I listened to the persuasion of that Hanlin named Yun Fang, since I can't open it, I won't fight, let's go to the third hall!"

"Brother Huang'an, judging from the traces left by the display shelves, more than ten pieces of torture tools have just been taken away, and the remaining torture tools are extremely tall, not to mention Hanhu Bei, and they can't even hold Jiangbei, which means that they not only have Jiangbei, but also have the means to easily open these shields. Mo Yao's voice sounded behind Wei Huang'an.

"It's their ability to take them away, you don't have a weird yin and yang there! Yes, Yun Zhaochen and they really have some small means, and they looked down on him before. There is such a talent in the Bloody Ancient Land, even if I fail to step on the path of the ancestors, I don't have to worry about the bear demon counterattack and the human race suffering. Yun Zhaochen is good, and knows to leave the third hall to us. Let's go to the next hall. Wei Huang'an led people to the third hall on horseback.

Mo Yao's team followed closely, and Mo Yao smiled and said: "Brother Huang'an, it is not Yun Zhaochen who left us the third hall, but the Hanlin surnamed Yun, the old man remembers the names of all the scholars in the Bloody Ancient Land, from children to scholars, not one is missed. There are three people named Yun Fang, one is a child in his twenties, and the other two are over forty years old. ”

Wei Huang'an didn't answer, took one last look at the closed back door of the side hall, and rushed into the third hall.

Outside the back door of the side hall, Fang Yun and the others sat on the Zhan Shilong horse, looking ahead.

"It's a pity, maybe there's a treasure in the third hall. Lian Pingchao sighed softly.

(To be continued.) )