Chapter Twenty-Nine

Song Ziyang didn't dare to delay any longer, and cautiously walked into the magic circle according to the direction suggested by the yin-yang mirror, and sure enough, it did not cause any change in the yin crow statue.

He stood still, looked around again, and found that the space he was in was different from what he had seen outside the main hall before.

Looking around, everything in this space seems to be distorted.

The important altar of the main hall is still the same altar, but the whole is shaking in the wind, as if it may collapse at any time, and the strange and gloomy giant curtain-like mural above his head hangs low, almost sinking to the top of his head, bringing him endless depression and restlessness.

At the same time, there was a continuous pain in his ears*, as if the gods and immortals were wailing in his ears, mixed with the whispers that tempted people to fall, which made his already restless heart, and at the moment he was even more manic, inexplicably wanting to kill and vent.

He vigilantly directly operated the power of yin and yang, closed his ears, and did not listen.

But it didn't work.

The mournful wail and murmuring sounded directly in his heart, to his soul.

If you stay in such an environment for a long time, you will inevitably fall into the demon path and become a killing tool for extraterritorial heavenly demons.

He was awe-inspiring in his heart, his speed was a little faster, and when he reached the cadre position, he began to destroy the ancient beast stone carvings.

At this moment, it is extremely dangerous, this route is the only safe route, if you take the wrong step, it will trigger this strange anti-Nine Palace Array, and the statues transformed by the four yin crows will explode, and only dry bones will be gnawed away.

Dry, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, Dui.

Bang bang bang!

Bang Bang Bang ......

One by one, the stone carvings were smashed by him.

He was afraid of causing turmoil in the magic circle, so he didn't dare to use the talisman and directly and violently dismantle it with the help of weapons.

The more he moved forward, the heavier the interference became, and the voice that resounded directly in the depths of his soul made him almost crazy.

Fortunately, his character was resolute enough, and he had a ruthless spirit, biting his tongue hard, blood flowed out, and the intense pain made him sober up a lot.

And with the shattering of the ancient beast stone carvings, the statues of the four yin crows gathered and turned into violent fluctuations, and he could even see countless yin crows, twisting and hissing wildly inside, and the black fog that was originally extremely dense was getting weaker and thinner at this moment.

On the contrary, the statue is clearer, and there is a tendency to completely solidify.

"It's broken!"

Finally, the last ancient beast stone carving was cut by him, and the big array was cracked.

In an instant, all the pain* and murmuring disappeared, and the world in front of me was no longer distorted, and clarity was restored.

The Yin Raven statues of the four guardian halls are no longer the kind of unreal looks, after being completely solidified, they are four giants, but their appearance is extremely weird.

The head is in the shape of a crow, the hands are sharp claws, and the body is a normal human body.

He didn't know if the Yin Crows inside had dissipated or not, and he didn't know why the Lightning Bottle could suppress them, which was beyond his comprehension, but he knew that if he didn't take the jade box with his hands, it would be too late.

In the side hall, the mist was already thick, and he couldn't even see the figure of Chu Yidao.

This dense fog was previously blocked by the magic circle, and it was impossible to enter the main hall, but now as the magic circle was broken, it also began to pour into it frantically.

"Whoosh!"

He used the autumn water to catch the cicada body method, and quickly swam between more than a dozen small altars, and at the fastest speed, he put the jade boxes on them into the Void Ring one by one.

At this time, he was glad that the battle that broke out in an instant before, otherwise if those strong men were there, he would not have been able to get these treasures now.

Of course, the most important thing is that Chu Yidao attracts all the firepower, so that he has the opportunity to cast a thunder bottle and kill another enemy, Jin Kesu.

The only pity is that among the few people in the Spring and Autumn Gate who were killed before, there was no money to shine.

This son went to the side hall to search for treasures, and escaped the divine thunder kill.

"Just let him live a little longer!"

This thought flashed through his heart, and he reached out to pick up the last jade box, but before he could stuff it into the Void Ring, he felt an irresistible surge of force, wrapping himself, as if pulling into a hollow.

He felt dizzy, as if his body was about to explode when squeezed by an invisible force.

This feeling is the same as the sense of space encountered when entering the second floor from the first floor of the Tower of Babel, and it should be a normal reaction to take the teleportation circle.

He didn't know how long it had been, but he finally came to his senses.

Maybe it's a breath, maybe it's tens of thousands of years, in that strange state, everything is empty, and the passage of time cannot be felt.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a clear blue sky, dotted with occasional white clouds, like a herd of sheep.

He sat up and looked around, and found himself lying at the mouth of a valley, surrounded by low grass and sparse mountain forests.

This valley is the valley where the treasure shines in the sky, and in the center of the valley is where the first and second floors of the Tower of Babel appear.

But at this moment, the valley is empty, the grass on the ground is secluded, there are mosquitoes flying, making a slight buzzing sound, where is there any trace of the Tower of Babel?

Vaguely, he always felt that this Tower of Babel seemed to be hiding a great secret, not as simple as a simple ancient ruin.

"Hey, so you're here, what are you doing!"

Chu Yidao found him and slapped him lightly on the shoulder.

That force almost knocked him to the ground.

"Hiss......"

Song Ziyang staggered two steps before standing still, his shoulders were sore, and he glanced at her helplessly and said, "Can you lighten up your strength, you almost slapped me to death......"

"Auntie and grandma don't use their strength at all, okay? It's because your body is too weak!" Chu Yidao glared at him and said unceremoniously.

Song Ziyang looked at the petite Chu Yidao, as if looking at a humanoid beast, shook his head stupidly, and muttered in a low voice: "Violent girl!"

Yin Yang Warlock cultivators do not cultivate their bodies, their bodies are stronger than ordinary people, but they are also limited, where can they be compared with the martial arts cultivators who smash the mountain with their bare hands?

"What did you say?" Chu Yidao looked at him squintingly like a fried cat.

Song Ziyang was taken aback, and said with a smile: "I said Master Chu, you are really beautiful......

"What's beautiful? Masculine, do you understand? Chu Ye, I have a masculine spirit, and I can stand up to the sky!" Chu Yidao said proudly.

"Yes, yes, what Chu Ye said is right. ”

Song Ziyang nodded vigorously, thinking that a manly man could bend and stretch, and bow his head to a delicate and weak woman in order to show his demeanor.

He turned his head to look at the mouth of the valley, and found that all the monks had been teleported here, some had just gotten up, looking dazed, some had their hands on their chests, their faces were full of vigilance, and some of the monks, the moment they came to their senses, turned their heads and ran wildly into the distance, lest they be ransacked.

The first to flee from this place was Zhang Jiuling.

He saw Chu Yidao for the first time, and then without hesitation, he cast the fourth-level spirit rune again and did not move the Ming King to escape quickly, as if he was a fleeting shadow, and quickly fled from here, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Chu Yidao woke up a little later than him, and he didn't expect everyone to teleport together, so he fled again.

The other monks, when they saw Song Ziyang, showed a fierce light in their eyes, implying murderous intent.

Through the previous battle, almost everyone knew Song Ziyang's true identity-

The remnants of the Nine Palaces Sect who carry the detonator bottle!

Especially the people of the Spring and Autumn Gate, they not only knew that Song Ziyang had a thunder bottle on his body, but also knew that he had other treasures on his body.

But they really didn't dare to come and do it, first, they were afraid of Chu Yidao beside Song Ziyang, and second, the divine thunder contained in the thunder bottle was too terrifying, and the monk of the Mountain Moving Realm was directly killed in seconds.

No one knows the divine thunder in this thunder channeling bottle, no matter how many channels are stored, it can only be released once.

After all, the Thunder Bottle is a legendary treasure of Qimen, and it is difficult for ordinary monks to see it at all, and there are different opinions about its power.

Therefore, these people, without the certainty that Song Ziyang will be killed with one blow, do not dare to make a move.

"There are more than a hundred monks who have entered, and now there are less than thirty people left, it is really a death for money, a bird for food!"

Song Ziyang didn't care about these eyes with hidden murderous intent, this was a glance at these people who were still alive, and he felt a lot of deep feelings in his heart.

Before the appearance of this Babel Pagoda Baoguang, there were no obvious signs, and the news that came out of the Holy Treasure Building was quite simple, and Qingzhou was located in a remote area, so there were no people from other state capitals coming, but these local forces in Qingzhou sent monks, as well as some casual cultivators.

But almost all of the casual cultivators who came here died inside.

Only a limited number of people such as Ma Tengfei remained.

The emotions on the faces of these people were quite excited, as if they had obtained some treasure in them.

"The human heart is sinister, and the world is cruel. He sighed secretly.

This boy, who is only fourteen or fifteen years old, has a deeper understanding of the world at this moment, and the youthfulness between his eyebrows gradually fades in the battles of blood and fire, replaced by a touch of maturity beyond this age.

But after all, he is not a person who is sad and sad, so he quickly adjusted his mentality and said to Chu Yidao:

"Go, go first to my dwellings, and divide the treasures from the altar of the main house. ”

Chu Yidao shook his head very dryly, and said, "Don't divide it, you can keep it for yourself." Why do you want to give me the treasures you have broken and the treasures you have obtained?"

Song Ziyang insisted: "Of course I want to share it with you, the two of us went into the expedition together and fought side by side, and finally won these treasures, but it is not my own credit, how can I swallow it alone?"

"It's too easy for you to trust others, that is, your aunt and grandmother are good, and you don't know how you died if you change someone else!"

Chu Yidao glanced at him and said, "You lead the way, it just so happens that I also have something for you." ”

Song Ziyang nodded, and then the two swaggered off together, heading towards Cao Cheng.

Dozens of monks watched as they left, but none of them dared to move.

Two hours later, Song Ziyang and Chu Yidao appeared outside Cao Cheng.

Not long after entering the city, he arrived at the secret courtyard arranged by Bai Lizan.

"Song Gongzi, stay!"

Song Ziyang was just about to push the door in, when a deep voice suddenly came.

Then, in the shadow of the corner on the side, a man came out.

"Hmm, who are you?"

Song Ziyang was stunned, his heart tightened, and he asked in a deep voice.

At this time, he was still wearing a human skin mask, claiming Zheng Baorui to the outside world, and he had just come out of the Tower of Babel, but this person recognized himself at a glance, and there must be something strange in this.

With a shake of his right hand, a spirit talisman was already secretly clasped in his hand, ready for battle.

"My name is Bai Zhanying, and Bai Lizan, the person in charge of the Shengbao Building, is my father. ”

This person cautiously glanced at Chu Yidao, who had a pretty face, walked closer, and said in a hurried voice, "This is not the place to talk, someone wants to deal with you, let's talk in another place!"