Chapter 70: Spatial Confusion
"Dead, really dead...... Some people began to be scared and even wanted to turn around, but suddenly looked back and found that the road behind them had been blocked! They were in the middle of many walls, which were constantly moving, but they didn't even notice it?
"Bronze statue! The bronze statue is also moving! Someone screamed in fear.
Bei Qingyan looked up, and these bronze statues seemed to be resurrected, walking step by step from above. Their eyes shone with a bloody crimson, and the machetes in their hands glowed with a blinding cold light.
The boys sacrificed their own special moves, flame swords, ice mist blades! But these bronze statues did not affect in the slightest, and they continued to walk down, and the machete in their hands slashed at their heads.
The teenagers were nimble enough to dodge and attack the statues again.
Bei Qingyan always felt that something was wrong, her blood pupils condensed slightly, looked around, and finally suddenly shouted: "This is spatial confusion!" It's fake! These bronze statues didn't move at all! It's just that the walls are moving! ”
Through the different pupils, she could be sure that the bronze statues were not dangerous at all, because they were just hallucinations of spatial distortion, and that something really dangerous was approaching!
"Walk through! We walk through these bronze statues, it's dangerous here! She shouted again.
"Crazy? How do we walk through dozens of bronze statues? The big knife in their hand can smash them all at once! The teenagers clearly didn't want to believe her.
Bei Qingyan pointed to the dead young man in blue and calmly analyzed them: "Actually, this long bamboo has always been there, but from our perspective we can't see it at all. And the angle of the throwing knife was not aimed at him at all, it was he who went to avoid an illusory danger and crashed into the real Death Bamboo! ”
"Spatial dislocation?" The teenagers went from unbelieving to puzzled.
"That's right! Spatial disarray. Everything here is just a trick, and the weapons and bronze statues in the secret room are placed from different spaces and angles, causing our vision to be confused. The left we see is not necessarily the left! Bei Qingyan pointed to the rows of bronze statues overlooking them, and continued: "Therefore, these bronze statues may not be above us. ”
"So what are we going to do?" Huang Fuyue completely trusted her. Because in his heart, this waste prince is not as stupid as rumored! Not only is he not stupid, but he is also very smart, otherwise how would he expose Kun Ye's conspiracy?
"It's simple, if you're scared, blindfold!" Bei Qingyan tore off the strips of cloth on his clothes, pointed his finger at the dozens of tall and mighty bronze statues, and said with certainty: "Behind this bronze statue must be the exit!" Believe me! Rush over! ”
Several teenagers looked at each other, obviously not daring!
But in addition to Huang Fuyue, there was another person who spoke up in support: "Why not try? ”
Bei Qingyan looked at him, he was wearing a long brocade robe embroidered with a blue unicorn, a dark purple bat-patterned jade belt tied around his waist, sword eyebrows with sideburns, thin lips and thin lips, and sharp eyes like a dark eagle, all of which showed his identity and status.
Then this person should be Murong Yunshao in the mouth of a group of girls, although his appearance and temperament are far worse than Ye Ruoxian, but he can be regarded as handsome and chic, the dragon among people.
The Murong clan is not a relative of the emperor, nor is it a giant in the business world, but it is the top three alchemy families in the entire Void Netherworld Continent, and the head of the family, Murong Li, is a heaven-level alchemist worshiped by thousands of people, and was named a heavenly master by the Northern Sect.
As the eldest son of the Murong family, Murong Yunshao has a high status, and the prestige family wants to marry the Murong family, but Murong Yunshao has an arrogant personality and has turned away all family affairs.