The dark pavilion stands heavily, and as soon as you enter it, it is difficult to feel a trace of water.

The Nine Calamity Emperor Terrace seemed to be holding some kind of prohibition blocking the river at this moment, and the spirit eyes could also detect the long lines and lines all over the dark pavilion.

As soon as they stepped inside, a group of three warriors stepped through the waterway corridor to patrol it.

"Someone. ”

Yan Wuyi was the first to find out, so he threw Murong Xing into the water, retreated to the corridor, and vigilantly listened to the footsteps of the Nine Tribulation Martial Artists.

"Boom Boom ......"

The sound of iron boots trampling wood resounded, and the three warriors really came in the direction of the two of them, all of them were cultivators of the Heavenly Vein Realm, their breaths were mixed, and their eyes were sharp.

"Who?"

One of the warriors with a gloomy face seemed to notice the strange water trail under his feet, so he gathered momentum to look around.

The other two also searched separately, but found nothing else.

"Don't make a fuss and scare me. The red-haired warrior in gray clothes and bright armor scolded angrily, secretly glad that there was nothing different here, otherwise something would go wrong, how could a few people withstand the anger of the door master.

"Presumably, the golden light water separation technique that isolates the river water is naturally damaged, so it leaks some residual water, and it seems that we have to call those old guys to repair it. ”

Another Nine Disasters Warrior with a national character face stared at him and said, there were only a few traces of water in front of him, and there was no trace of anyone coming, so he immediately said:

"Your kid hasn't rested all night, I'm afraid he is in a trance, hurry up and patrol that way, if you miss a big thing, we will all die." ”

"I hope so. ”

Although the warrior who noticed the traces of the water faintly noticed that something was wrong, it was difficult to say why, so he had to leave with doubts on his face under the urging of the two.

Feeling the footsteps of the three people walking away, the two slowly got up again.

"The master was almost suffocated to death. ”

Murong Xing took a deep breath, hurriedly used his spiritual power to smooth out the chaos, and his eyes swept in all directions.

Yan Wuyi was in such a hurry that Murong Xing didn't have time to urge the spirit trick to avoid the water and settle down, so he stayed at the bottom of the corridor for the rest of his life.

"It's better to suffocate than to be hacked to death. ”

Yan Wuyi cracked his mouth and said with a smile, and several rays of hot and heavy energy were separated from the six spiritual chambers and sent out to his body, and he evaporated the clothes soaked in the river water, and Murong Xing acted according to the law, leaving no trace.

"This way. After hesitating for a moment, Yan Wuyi made up his mind.

So he took Murong Xing to the opposite direction, fortunately, the corridor was not long, and he could sneak into a gloomy pavilion in twenty or thirty steps.

According to the map, the place of 100 zhang on the left is the Yunhe Pavilion, and the 60 or 70 zhang on the right is the water purification building, Chang Xiting...... If you want to find out the exact location of the little sister, I'm afraid you have to find someone to ask. Yan Wuyi frowned and said, as soon as he entered the dark pavilion at the bottom of the river, he knew the complexity of the terrain and buildings below, but fortunately, the map of the dark pavilion given by Mr. Yuye was recorded in great detail, and the twenty-three majestic dark pavilion waterways in this section were marked in detail.

But there is not much time left for the two of them, and if the Nine Tribulations Martial Artist who was killed outside is discovered, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the two to save people.

"It's not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's enter the pavilion group first and then find a way. Murong Xing nodded his head, and saw that there were martial artists patrolling on both sides.

The two discussed together, and then urged the light exercise method to the extreme, turned over and stepped on the top, and walked softly on the glazed tiles. I also saw that there were warriors carrying lanterns above the dark pavilion to patrol.

Yan Wuyi's figure moved treacherously to the left in an instant, and found a piece of eaves to avoid its shape, Murong Xing was also floating on the eaves, holding his breath and concentrating, and his gray-black clothes made him merge with the shadow of the Black Pavilion.

The warrior didn't pay much attention to this, and slowly turned around and took a few steps to move to other places.

The two of them dived for a while, quietly looking for an opportunity.

Seeing that the three or two guards did not pay attention, the figure was like a flying step and a flowing cloud, and in fifty or sixty breaths, it had already jumped to the depths of the dark pavilion, and the movement and stillness were closely coordinated, like the elves flying in the night.

"Why should the eldest brother bother with all this effort, just lock the girl surnamed Yan in the Nine Disasters dungeon, you have to ......"

"Shut up!"

Walking to the depths, Yan Wuyi Ling's ears moved as if he heard the conversation between the two, and cautiously moved his eyes to see that they were two middle-aged cultivators with steady steps.

"Be cautious. ”

The person who said this was a flowing cultivator in a purple robe, and when he saw his handsome smiling face, he heard the words of the tiger-headed cultivator beside him, and instantly became serious and swept in all directions.

Murong Xing pressed Yan Wuyi's peeping head down with one hand, and his eyes were silent.

Yan Wuyi, who had escaped the glance of the Hidden Void Strongman, was horrified, the eyes of the Junyi cultivator were extremely sharp, if it was at night, he would definitely find out.

"What are you afraid of, there are hundreds of guards on the water, the underwater terrain is complicated, the disciples are closely investigating, and you are afraid that someone will not be able to get in?" The domineering spear-wielding warrior in Tsing Yi didn't care at all.

"Are you stunned by a woman? When will it be your turn for the eldest brother to do things, and honestly enter the pavilion to stay. The purple-robed cultivator's handsome face once again rippled softly, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

The two of them casually talked a few words and entered the dark pavilion.

"Don't want to die?" Murong Xing whispered, his face slightly pale.

"How can a realm like ours snoop on the Hidden Void Cultivator at will, if it's at night, I'm afraid we will have to be exposed to his eyes. ”

The spiritual consciousness condensed by the cultivators can probe the spiritual breath of the eight directions, and naturally they can also feel the strange light of others.

Fortunately, the purple-robed cultivator only swept the measure slightly, and did not investigate it in detail.

"The little sister is really trapped here. ”

Yan Wuyi patted him on the shoulder gratefully, but the words of those two Hidden Void Cultivators with extraordinary status had already made Yan Wuyi no longer suspicious.

"The first thing to do now is to find out exactly where the detention is not being held. ”