The man shuddered, stared at me for a long time, and said in a trembling voice, "You...... Are you Lu Jing? ”

I let go of my hand and unhooked his back. The man took a step back, looking terrified.

"Are you Yang Yi's disciple?" I raised another rune fire and swept around. Now that I've seen someone, I'm supposed to have stepped into another direction in the big formation.

After a long time, the man said, "No...... No, Yang Yi is my uncle. ”

After hearing this, I realized that this person's surname was Qi, and it turned out to be Fan Lin's disciple. No wonder there was something wrong with the eyes staring at me, hatred and fear.

I didn't want to explain anything, so I said, "What about your uncle?" Who else but you? ”

The man surnamed Qi stared at me vigilantly for a while before shaking his head and saying, "I don't know where they went." Speaking of this, he glanced behind him in horror and said astringently, "There is still ...... There are also a few who have been degraded. ”

It suddenly occurred to me in my heart, no wonder I was attacked by this person as soon as I came in, obviously this person had already fought with the disciples of the Descending Sect several times in the formation.

I controlled the talisman fire to sweep forward, and I heard the surnamed Qi shout: "Don't light the fire, it will attract people!" The voice was anxious and afraid.

I ignored him, hung the talisman in the air, and headed forward. The Maoshan disciple surnamed Qi saw that I didn't pay attention, so he ran away and fled into the thick fog.

I didn't pay any attention to him, and walked through the fog with the talisman fire, inducing the Yin Puppet Technique. After a while, I heard the sound of the ground stomping, although it was extremely faint, but in such a quiet place, it was very clear.

The sound was coming from behind me and from the front left. I immediately stood still, and in a short time I saw five men rushing out of the thick fog, with blue faces and hideous expressions, and rushed towards me without saying a word.

At the same time, Zhong Lingxiu and the white-faced demon appeared behind me like ghosts. When the five men saw it, they stopped in their tracks, turned around and fled.

I didn't chase either, so I took Zhong Lingxiu and the white-faced demon and continued to move forward. After walking a short distance, I encountered several lodging corpses. Looking at it in the past, two of them were disciples of the Maoshan Sect, and the other three looked like they were from the Wuji Gate.

Judging from the injuries on the bodies of these five people, they should have killed each other, and there were traces of burning talismans on the ground, and the battle was quite fierce. It's just that the ground is pitch black, and there is not a trace of blood. What is even more strange is that the corpses of these people are described as shriveled, and the flesh and skin are clinging to the bones, as if they are starving.

I looked at it strangely, and after examining several of the corpses, I couldn't see what had happened.

After turning around for a while, I bumped into the Maoshan disciple again, thinking that he was attracted by the firelight, and when he saw that it was me, he turned around and fled. On the way, there was no trace of Lu Mangjing and the others, presumably separated from Zhong Lingxiu and them.

After the last calculation, at this time, I have roughly figured out the main pattern of this Qimen Great Array, and its principle should be similar to the Sumeru mustard seed often mentioned in the number of techniques, which is derived from the nine-square grid.

Generally speaking, this large array is like a disc derived from the nine palaces and eight gods, and the disc is divided into countless grids, and those of us who enter the array are scattered in these grids. A person in one cell cannot see or hear a person in another cell.

I just used the puppet technique to sense Zhong Lingxiu and the white-faced demon, and calculated from the sea to the sand, from a grid, to the grid where they were.

Although it is no longer possible to use the puppet technique at this time, with the experience of the last calculation, it is equivalent to having another reference point, which is immediately used as a starting point to calculate with the technique of sand calculation. After hundreds of attempts, he finally stepped into another grid.

As soon as he entered, he smelled a strong smell of blood, and as soon as his mind moved, Zhong Lingxiu and the white-faced demon immediately dispersed to both sides. When the fire was hung in the air, I saw that the ground was full of dead corpses, broken limbs, bloodstains, and extremely tragic deaths.

Inside, I saw several familiar faces, including those of the Maoshan Sect and the Heavenly Master Dao, as well as those of the Descending Sect and the Wuji Gate, and in addition, they even found several disciples of the Wen and Huang families. At first, I thought they were fighting each other together, but when I looked closely, I realized that it wasn't right.

The deaths of these people are quite similar, they are all simply and rudely broken necks, or smashed sternums and severed hands and feet. This method of killing is like a wild beast, cruel and ruthless. If it weren't for Zhong Lingxiu and the White-faced Demon being by my side, I would have suspected that these people were killed by them.

Although the bodies of these people were cold, they were still quite soft, and the bright red and viscous blood stained the corpses all over them, which was shocking, and it was obvious that they had just died. After looking at it for a while, I realized that something was strange. When one of the corpses was opened, it was found that the blood gushing from his body had spilled to the ground, and then quickly disappeared into the pitch-black yin soil, as if it had been absorbed by the soil layer below, and there was no trickle left.

I was taken aback, stood up and swept around, and saw that although the severed limbs were all over the ground, there was not a trace of blood on the ground. After a few moments, the skin of a corpse beneath his feet was shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I suddenly thought of the starving corpses I had seen before, and suddenly realized that there was something wrong with this place, and it was like an evil thing that would suck people's essence and blood. After walking a little further, I saw corpses all over the field, and viscous blood meandered down and seeped into the dark earth.

I couldn't help but feel terrified, squatted on the ground and grabbed a handful of yin soil in my hand, looked at it carefully a few times, and was sure that this soil was not too abnormal. The reason why this ghost place sucks people's blood is probably related to this big array.

For a while, thoughts came to mind, and after pondering for a long time, I always felt that something was wrong. Is this magic array in the tomb really made by Xuannu Niangniang? How could her old man set up such a strange and evil formation?

He got up and raised several more runic fires, swept them in several directions, and at the same time induced the magic trick, and ordered Zhong Lingxiu and the white-faced demon to run in the thick fog. These two are now puppets, with certain characteristics of resentment, and even if they cannot see with their eyes, they can detect the vitality of the living by feeling.

After some searching, I didn't find a single living person. In desperation, I had no choice but to give up and start calculating the next exit. Next, he crossed several palaces, one of which was deserted, obviously no one had come, and the other gathered several disciples of the Heavenly Master Dao.

I didn't pay any attention to them, until the third grid, another bloody killing field, was everywhere. I searched for a while and this time I finally found two living people. One of them was a disciple of the Yellow Gate, and the other was a disciple of the Yellow Crane Temple. When they were discovered, the two men had dug a pit in the ground and buried themselves in the earth to hide from foreign enemies. It's just that Zhong Lingxiu and the white-faced demon are here, even if they bury them deeper, I'm afraid they will have to be dug up.

When they saw us, they were so frightened that they couldn't speak. gave people a calming talisman, which calmed down a little. Under questioning, I heard the two of them say in a trembling voice, saying that there was a monster in this place and killed everyone.

The disciple of the Yellow Crane Temple wept bitterly and said tremblingly, "My master...... My master was ...... by him ...... by him"

When I heard this, my heart moved, and I said, "Chengfeng Dao Chief? ”

The Yellow Crane Guan disciple nodded vigorously. After looking nearby for a while, I saw the horse's face, but at this time it was already dead, broken into two from the waist, the upper body was more than ten steps away from the lower body, and the wounds were uneven, as if they had been torn apart by a huge force.

My heart was pounding, and I thought to myself, could it really be some evil monster hiding in this array?

I asked the two of them a few more words. But I heard them say that although the sky was full of fire at that time, the speed of that thing was too fast, looming in the black fog, and killing people when they saw them. They were so frightened that they were so scared that they were only trying to run for their lives, and where could they see what it looked like.

I glanced at the slaughter everywhere, and felt a little uneasy in my heart, so I didn't delay any longer, left the two of them, recruited Zhong Lingxiu and the white-faced demon over, calculated all the way, and continued to step towards other palaces.