This magic was activated later by Silver Dust, and he could apply the magic directly to a Xuanzi through the engraving. The cluster of black ice in the archmage's hand was the remote control for releasing magic.

The blue galaxy seems to be spinning faster, and the "Great Purification Technique", a light magic that guards against bone poison clouds and turquoise oil, has long been released, lurking in the body of Ichigenko at all times ready to save his life. At this time, Yixuanzi is almost equivalent to walking forward in a spacesuit.

He went all the way to the end, and he didn't see any accidents, which couldn't help but be strange. He stopped almost two kilometers away, and after a while, he slowly came back again.

From the beginning to the end, the Demon Power Pavilion did not send any disciples to explore the way.

Yixuanzi came back with a relaxed smile on his face: "It seems that it's nothing, it's just a plaque." ”

"What's in the distance?" Wan Jian asked anxiously, always feeling that there was some kind of danger hidden behind this plaque.

"On the left corner, about a hundred meters, there is a door behind it, which looks magnificent, shiny I don't know if it is gold or bronze. ”

"Door?!" Xu Quan's ears pricked up.

"How did you see it a hundred meters away?" Zhang Baisheng was much more cautious, and asked a detail that was overlooked at the moment.

"Of course, it's against the night pearl on the wall! There is a night pearl in that corridor, and it's still lit, not like there are only some broken lamp shelves here. Yi Xuanzi said defenselessly, and after he finished speaking, he saw that the faces of the people in the Demon Pavilion's face changed.

"What are you waiting for!, all forward!" Xu Quan roared, and when he first rushed forward with a tomahawk in one hand and a tomahawk in the other, the wind gathered behind him, turning into an accelerating storm, pushing him out.

The disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion shouted, and immediately used their divine skills one after another, gathering Gangfeng to chase away, only Zhang Baisheng touched his nose in embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice: "What is there to pick up the treasures in the secret realm of the East China Sea?"

Yinchen listened to his words, and secretly promised in his heart, but said on his lips: "That's an official position!"

"Little brother, don't laugh, no matter how good your official position is, will it be your turn to get a person like my little brother who has no foundation? It's ridiculous. Zhang Baisheng said and slowly crossed the plaque: "In the Demon Pavilion, there are many things to kill good and risky people!"

A word is worth a thousand words.

"Silver Dust, we need to hurry up, it's not good to be robbed of the head by those guys. Wan Jianxin urged, and he also used his magic skills to chase after him.

Yinchen nodded, he acquiesced to Wan Jianxin's words, and he also used the Rebel Mirror Xiang Ghost to chase after him, and the Iron Sword Sect disciple behind him let out a shout, and rushed forward with Zhang Baisheng in his arms.

As soon as Silver Dust rushed forward ten meters, he saw that Wan Jianxin seemed to suddenly drop his speed: "Something is wrong!" He roared a little anxiously: "The echo is so loud, the walls and ground of this tunnel are empty!"

Silver Dust braked suddenly, sending out a scorching sun hell in his hand, igniting a section of the road, and then opening the realm, through which he could now only make perspective detection.

As soon as his flames erupted, and the ground in front of him had just turned into lava, he could hear a louder and louder roar from the tunnel, like the roar of a tiger, which was the echo produced by a large number of people running wildly in the tunnel, and the echo resonated with the ground or wall of the tunnel and emitted a secondary echo.

The second echo of the tiger's roar gradually converged into a terrifying wave like a flood of terror, as if someone was yelling "Tiger-Tiger-Tiger-" Before Silver Dust's domain perception was fully opened, an explosive rumbling sound was heard, and a scalp-tingling crunching sound was heard, and then there was a violent vibration under his feet.

He hurriedly activated the Stasis Technique, slightly off the ground, and at the same time leaned down, his right hand came out of his palm, and the Demon Cry Slash Fist was launched.

Bang!

"Ah——!h

After a loud thunderous bang, a section of ground that was a kilometer long actually opened directly to both sides, like a narrow door that opened downward. Beneath the cracked ground was a trench ten meters deep, and at the bottom of the trench was a dense array of guns.

Twenty people let out a roar of horror and despair at this time, especially the roar of the Iron Sword Gate. At that moment, what Wan Jianxin felt was not weightless dizziness, not the horror of the dense array of guns underneath, not the horror and helplessness of suddenly facing death, the first thing he felt was only despair.

At this moment, the Iron Sword Gate was completely annihilated.

Wan Jianxin was too accustomed to following Silver Dust, watching his brothers go through one difficult obstacle after another unscathed, dealing with one enemy after another who suddenly appeared with hideous faces. He didn't understand the archmage's ability to control the field, he only knew that Silver Dust must have many ways to ensure the survival of all members and reduce the casualties to zero. He was convinced of this, and even a little blindly believed, but at this moment, the suddenly cracked ground made him instantly recognize the cruel reality, and his so-called blind faith was completely shattered. Caught off guard, he will face the loss of total annihilation.

"Silver Dust can save one or two, it must include me, but- can the fuck stop being like the Wind Wave Pavilion!" Wan Jianxin randomly sealed in the air, gathering a trace of wind, but it was useless, the air in this small tunnel suddenly froze, and the "Thousand Jin Falling to the Ground", which specialized in restraining all kinds of soft kung fu, opened silently, and in a miserable scream that dragged out the sound, twenty people quickly fell towards the gun arrays everywhere.

Silver Dust, who can fly, stay in the air, and fancy wings, is the first to fall into the deep ditch as if he is playing bungee jumping, and he falls faster than anyone else, as if he has suddenly been helped with a lot of iron. He fell suddenly, and under the frightened gaze of Wan Jianxin and Zhang Baisheng, he instantly reached a place less than a meter above those javelins. Zhang Baisheng even subconsciously thought that he would be poked by those guns soon.

Silver Dust stretched out his hand, pushed his palms flat, and a huge ray of light shot out from his palm, not turning into a sword, but into a shield.

The shield of light opened out beneath him, and it opened endlessly, filling the entire deep trench, as if a new golden ground had been formed under the open ground, and the shield continued to grow and thinner at the same time, and finally revealed its true face, a golden barrier that was concave in the middle and slightly higher around it. Nineteen of his descending men, who were slower than him, screamed and slammed headfirst into the radiant golden barrier, as if they were trying to hit tempered glass with their flesh and blood, and they all fell dizzy even with the protection of the Protective Wind.

"Crowned gods!" the archmage hissed, not caring if he would save the people of the Demon Pavilion, he directly unfolded this magic shield that could block three deadly attacks, and then used the Chi You Wan Transformation Technique to transform into an enchantment. A huge barrier completely enveloped the bottom of the trap. A meter above the heads of the spears, a line of defense was held up to bring the dead back to life.

When the last man landed on top of the Golden Barrier, the screams, the sound of the machine, and the roar of the tiger were gone, and there was only a calm in the long aisle that lasted after the catastrophe.

"Saved!" everyone had just exhaled when they found themselves slowly sliding towards the center of the trap. The enchantment is a downward concave arc, the texture is like tempered glass, it is simply slippery, and many Demon Dao disciples even stretch out their limbs and roll up their sleeves and robes to reveal a large piece of skin and flesh, trying to use the large friction between the skin and the glass to prevent themselves from sliding towards the center. No one could move according to their own wishes, and the friction provided by the smooth and transparent barrier under their bodies was very small, and no matter the righteous path of the demon, they were all embarrassed to move an inch in the slippage.

Twenty people were all on the ground, including the ungrateful Xu Quan and the "strong king" Shi Bai. After being silent for a while for the rest of his life, Wan Jianxin's gratitude first came: "Yinchen, you saved us again!"

"Not yet. The magician stood up, and then, under the frightened gaze of the demon path, spread his fantasy wings, and flew up to the ceiling in a daze. Pressed a pair of silver hands against the stone-paved ceiling.

The dark red circles of light bloomed in circles, turning into complex magic arrays, and three seconds later, dark red light arrays appeared on the ceiling, and one after another pitch-black steel arms stretched out from top to bottom, accurately grasping everyone, regardless of the righteous path and demon path. The people screamed, grabbed into the air by the giant robotic arm, as if a giant cannibal tribe was sharing dinner.

When the thick fingers were closed on the samurai's bodies, any samurai, including Wan Jianxin, shuddered, ready to meet the sharp pain of the bones being pinched, but no severe pain came, because the fingers and palms of the mechanical arm were padded with a thick layer of leather cushions, which were wrapped in most of their bodies by this large, thick, soft leather cushion, and made people feel warm in this gloomy and cold underground. The huge arms, after grabbing the man, moved sideways, towards the opposite side, the end of the great trench, as if there were invisible rails installed where the arms were connected to the ceiling.

One after another people were thrown onto the small platform less than a hundred meters behind the trap, and the people who landed on the ground hurriedly looked for the fire breaker, lit the torch, and groped inside, with the golden light emitted by the enchantment. Yi Xuanzi, Wan Jianxin, Zhang Baisheng, and Li Xiaomeng were the first to be put here, and at this time, Yi Xuanzi was staring at the huge trench in despair.

"Damn! I didn't detect it! It's such a big danger!" Yixuanzi remembered his outing-like path-finding trip, so he slammed his fist on the stone slab with a snort, and the punch filled with Gangfeng only broke the slate, but he jumped up with his hands in pain.

"This trap is not a single person who has come out, it takes a lot of people to run on it to trigger it. Wan Jianxin comforted, his comfort was also very objective and fair: before the ground cracked, you should have heard the huge echo of the rumbling, right?

"Yes, it's all the people of the Demon Wei Pavilion, what are you running, can't you just tiptoe past?" Yi Xuanzi snorted angrily, turned his head and saw Zhang Baisheng who was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly hugged his fists: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean you, I said those guys who ran fast." ”

"People die for money. Zhang Baisheng's face turned pale, obviously not yet free from the horror of death: "Around the corner is the gate of the treasure house, who doesn't work hard! If it weren't for the little brother who saw that the treasures here didn't have my share at all, maybe he would have rushed ahead than that Lord Xu." Zhang Baisheng whispered.

This sentence narrowed the distance between them a little, Wan Jianxin looked at the people around him who were thrown down one after another and said: "This kind of mechanism designed by the predecessors is only afraid that it is not activated by sound, but by weight, maybe so many of us walk on it together, no matter how careful we are, it will not help." Whether it's a pathfinder or a runner, it's the same, if it weren't for the Silver Dust brothers, we would all have to die!"

His words were heard, and a silence spread around him, and in this silence, some slight respect spread like a toxin, unconsciously affecting the behavior of the two parties.

"But ......" At this time, Li Xiaomeng, the little wife of a Xuanzi, opened her mouth and said: "Although I waited for Uncle Meng's great grace to come back to life and passed through this long ditch, what should I do with the people behind?

"Those people, drink the northwest wind in the back!" Zhang Baisheng snorted coldly: "We are the advance team, to put it bluntly, we are just like you as a little brother, we are a pathfinder, we wade out the road, find out the location of the treasure, but in the end it is they who get the benefits! The little brother thinks that we can just move the treasure we find out to them in the end, where do we have to care so much? We are not good people who build bridges and pave roads! Even good people need to have money to do it!"

When he said this, the three of Wan Jianxin were silent, but before his words fell, they saw the silver-haired archmage descend from the sky.

At this time, the last person was also rescued safely, and twenty people stood on the high platform opposite the huge trap intact.

The silver-haired archmage tensed his face and walked to the dark corner where the firelight did not shine without saying a word, at this time, a disciple of the Iron Sword Sect with a torch ran up to illuminate the uncle, and the torch moved, naturally exposing a pole erected in the corner.

There was a deep groove under the pole, and everyone sighed when they saw this. Obviously, this pole is the mechanism that controls the opening and closing of the trap!

Silver Dust pulled the pole from one end of the trench to the other, and sure enough, a loud sound like a tiger's roar came, and the ground closed by itself like a door.

Yinchen covered his ears with one hand and said something to the miniature headset, then turned around, looked at the righteous path demons who were up, and said very calmly, "Everyone, go on?"