The moment the tunnel appeared, the entire stone chamber suddenly shook.

Zhang Chen's face changed slightly, and he stepped straight into the tunnel, Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan didn't dare to stay, and were swallowed by the darkness in an instant.

Stepping on the stairs all the way up, Zhang Chen said in a solemn tone: "The black-hearted old man is worthy of being the head of the Blood Refining Hall, this hand is quite ruthless, if someone kills into the blood dripping hole, he can get out unharmed, as for the decent and high-level people who can get out alive, I'm afraid there are very few." ”

"It's a pity that he was still seriously injured by the Dry Heart Daoist in the end and died in the dripping blood cave."

Following behind Zhang Chen, Lu Xueqi said indifferently.

Influenced by Qingyunmen since she was a child, she is used to hearing the actions of the Demon Sect, so she has never had a good impression of the Demon Sect.

"The dripping blood cave is about to collapse, and it is estimated that it will always be buried underground, so let's speed up."

Dozens of seconds later, a faint light came into view, rushing out of the deep tunnel, and the 10,000-pound boulder behind him pressed down, burying the entire passage.

For a time, the dust and smoke were billowing behind the main peak.

Looking back at the passage, it has been completely filled with rubble, except for the entrance on the mountainside, the entire Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave has no exit.

Raising his gaze slightly, he looked around, and the mountains behind him were lush and verdant, with only a few rays of light spilling through the gaps in the leaves.

Due to the collapse of the tunnel, the birds and beasts in the back mountain are scattered, and the movement is not small.

Compared to the oppressive feeling in the dripping blood cave, this place is so much better.

"We haven't been in for a long time, Qi Hao and they must not be far from us, maybe they are looking for us, let's rest here for a while."

As he spoke, Zhang Chen leaned against the thick tree pole and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Caves, the harvest is indeed a bit unexpected, since Qinglian can devour the first volume of the Heavenly Book, it means that it can also devour other Heavenly Books.

The Blue Lotus Decision itself is a growth exercise, and after devouring the Heavenly Book before, the speed of absorbing the aura has obviously become much faster.

It seems that the other few heavenly books have to be planned by themselves.

Just as Zhang Chen's thoughts were spinning, there was a rustling sound from the bushes.

For a while, Zhang Xiaofan's face was vigilant, and Lu Xueqiyu's hand was also held on the hilt of the Tianya Divine Sword.

The bushes were opened, and two figures wearing Taoist robes came into view, and Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The people who came were Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu.

"Elder Lingyu, you have finally come out."

Opening his eyes, Zhang Chen said in a calm tone, "You didn't encounter any danger over there, right?" ”

Qi Hao nodded lightly and said, "After Senior Brother Zeng and I passed through the bubble illusion realm, we walked out of the Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave, and we have been waiting for you, and when we found that there was movement here, we hurried over, and there is no trace of the remnants of the Blood Refining Hall in the Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave for the time being, what should we do next?" ”

Although Qi Hao is the strongest and most experienced among the disciples, he still has to listen to Zhang Chen's opinion.

"We got lost in the twists and turns of the road, and finally found the Hub of the Mechanism, and after destroying the Hub, we escaped."

Glancing at the passage that was buried at any time, Qi Hao nodded lightly, but he was skeptical in his heart.

"The Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave has collapsed, and it is impossible for the remnants of the Blood Refining Hall to enter it, and the experience is over, we should go back to recover our lives."

As he spoke, Zhang Chen's eyes froze, jumped off the branch, and said, "However, if you want to go back now, I guess some people won't agree." ”

The words fell, and several figures stepped out from the shade of the trees.

The leader is a middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe, with thin eyebrows and square face, blazing eyes, full forehead, with a kind of momentum that is not angry and self-authority, and a lilac jade pendant hanging from his waist.

On the right side of the man, there is a girl wearing a long green skirt, with a jade and delicate appearance, a wonderful face, and a beautiful and refined girl.

On the left is a woman with a light veil mask and a graceful figure, whose face is not clear.

Glancing at the comer, Zhang Chen stepped forward slowly, his gaze fixed on the man, his expression was solemn, and said, "In Xia Lingyu, Elder Qingyunmen." ”

Feeling the faint aura on his body, the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and after a chatter, he nodded slightly, and said with a light smile on his face: "My surname is Wan, and I am a cursive person." ”

When the words fell, Lu Xueqi and the others looked confused, but Qi Hao's pupils shrank suddenly, and the finger bones holding the fairy sword turned white.

"Your Excellency is the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect, and you are going to go for ten thousand people?"

Qi Hao's low voice fell, Lu Xueqi's face turned slightly pale, his jade hand was already holding the Tianya Divine Sword, and Zhang Xiaofan and Zeng Shushu also took a defensive posture when they saw this.

Ten thousand people ignored Qi Hao and the others, looked at Zhang Chen with deep eyes, and said, "This Lingyu Elder, what did you get from the Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Caves?" ”

Zhang Chen raised his eyebrows, smiled without smiling, and said, "This doesn't seem to have much to do with Sect Master Wan, right?" ”

"After all, the Blood Refining Hall is a branch of my Holy Sect, and the things in it belong to this sect, I hope that Elder Lingyu can make it convenient and hand over the things in it to this seat."

As he spoke, the ten thousand people glanced at the Hehuan bell that Lu Xueqi hung on his waist.

Hehuan Bell, the magic weapon of Lady Jinling at the beginning, disappeared from the sight of the Holy Sect with the black-hearted old man eight hundred years ago, and now Hehuan Bell appears, which means that the disciples of Qingyunmen have entered the Blood Spilling Cave.

What he cared about was not the Hehuan Bell, but the Blood Devouring Bead and the Book of Heaven.

If these two things fell into the hands of Qingyunmen, it would greatly increase the difficulty for his future plans.

Making eye contact with 10,000 people, Lu Xueqi's body trembled, and the blue light of the Tianya Divine Sword in his hand was sheng.

"Oh!"

Ten thousand people were shocked and said, "Tianya, I really didn't expect that this kind of Nine Heavens Divine Weapon actually appeared in the hands of the disciples of Qingyun Sect. ”

Zhang Chen's face sank, blocking in front of Lu Xueqi, the blue light in his palm appeared, and in a flickering cold, the dragon slaying sword was already out of its sheath, and a sharp breath swept out.

"Qi Hao, you take them back to Qingyun."

When the words fell, Lu Xueqi's body was stunned, and after knowing that he was going to break, he resolutely pulled out the Tianya Divine Sword in his hand.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen sighed lightly.

After five years of getting along, he knows Lu Xueqi's stubborn temper better than anyone else.

"Senior Sister Lu."

Qi Hao's face turned pale, and his heart beat like a drum.

Facing the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect, it seemed like facing Dao Xuan, the head of Qingyun, and he didn't have the courage to draw his sword at all.

After all, the two are not at the same level at all.

Seeing that Lu Xueqi didn't bird herself, Zhang Xiaofan and Zeng Shushu also sacrificed magic weapons, Qi Hao's face was as black as ink, and he gritted his teeth and pulled out the Ice Fairy Sword in his hand.

If he fled back alone, the prestige and connections he had worked so hard to build up in Qingyunmen would be ruined.

Looking at the Qingyun disciples, Wan Xiang nodded slightly, and said in a cold tone: "This Qingyun disciple has the style of Daoxuan and others back then, it seems that this seat must never suffer in the future." ”

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