This voice is extremely familiar, and the moment Song Ziyang heard it, a figure had already appeared in his heart, and his eyes were sharply sharp.

Then, he turned his head and saw that it was Jinkesu!

One of the murderers who besieged the Nine Palaces Sect and killed the master, a strong man from the Qingzhou Prefecture Pastoral Mansion!

And behind Jinkesu, there are many monks who come here together.

Among them, there are Ma Tengfei, the leader of the scattered cultivation that Song Ziyang is familiar with, people from the Zhang family in Haicheng, people from the Jin Wumen Jin family in Juancheng, and so on.

There are also a few people he can't recognize the origin of, and the momentum around them fluctuates strongly, and their cultivation is not weak.

In fact, the monks who can have the courage to give up the competition for the surrounding side halls and come directly to this main hall will not be too bad.

Because everyone knows that the most precious thing in this palace must be in this main hall, but this will also be the place where the competition is fiercest.

The strength is not enough, and if you want to fish in troubled waters here, you are looking for death.

Therefore, when everyone saw that Song Ziyang, who had cultivated to only the seventh level of the Tibetan Sea, was actually here, they were immediately stunned.

This kind of cultivation, in front of a group of strong people who are close to the peak of the mountain-moving realm, can only be killed in seconds.

Although everyone knew that Song Ziyang came with Chu Yidao, there were still some people who looked at him with killing intent in their eyes.

Especially Jin Kesu, when his gaze fell on Song Ziyang, the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

Song Ziyang looked at him calmly, without fear.

"No, you didn't go in, and the treasures are still there?"

Jin Kesu quickly looked around the main hall, and when he saw the jade boxes placed on the dozen or so small altars, he was stunned, and then he laughed happily, "Master Chu, Brother Zhang, why don't you go in and take these treasures, could it be that they are kept for me?"

Zhang Jiuling glanced at him with a strange face, smiled hehe, and said indifferently: "Lao Jin, you don't have to thank the old man, just go and get it." ”

"In that case, then you're welcome!"

Jin Kesu laughed twice, his figure flickered, and he rose from the ground, jumping several feet high.

Looking at his speed, looking at his movements, looking at his expression, it is clear that he wants to snatch this treasure.

But in the next moment, he turned back and stood where he was.

Some of the warriors who followed him just thought that he was going to rob the treasure, and they didn't even see the situation in the main hall clearly, so they rushed inside, lest they fall behind.

Everyone's mind is very simple, at this time, as long as you grab a jade box, it will be worth it!

There are a large number of people present, and if they grab it, they will leave immediately, even if it is the strongest Jin Kesu or Zhang Jiuling, and the fierce Chu Yidao, they can't help themselves at all!

Of the people who followed, only a few did not, and the others rushed in.

At the moment when their bodies entered the main hall, the four statues that were as black as ink suddenly turned into four black mist and swept in.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Song Ziyang felt that after devouring the flesh and blood of the middle-aged man in the Qiu family, these four black mist seemed to be a little bigger than before!

The black mist rolled and enveloped all the monks who rushed in.

"Ahh

"Don't!"

"What-"

The screams erupted instantaneously, but soon stopped abruptly, leaving only a thick, tooth-aching gnawing sound.

Looking at this black mist, Song Ziyang's heart suddenly moved.

The yin-yang mirror in the sea of knowledge is a little hot!

When everyone's eyes were attracted by this strange change, a small slit quietly opened in the center of his eyebrows, and the yin-yang mirror turned into the size of a palm, flew out of it, and fell into his palm.

He looked down without a trace, and saw a miserable scene reflected on the mirror surface of the yin-yang mirror:

One by one, the monks were wrapped in the black mist, and in the black mist, there were hideous-looking crows, fluttering their wings like scissors, and gnawing at the bodies of these monks with their hard gray beaks......

Crow!

It's a creature between spirit and body!

Legend has it that whenever a crow appears, it will bring destruction and devastation......

Every monk wrapped in the black mist was awake at this time, twisting their bodies desperately, trying to break free from it, and some people turned their heads and wanted to retreat, but no matter how they struggled, they couldn't get out of the range of the black mist!

So, some people wanted to cast the talisman, but no talisman could burst out in the black mist with its due power, and some people took out their swords and slashed around, but these yin crows were like phantoms, and the swords swept over their bodies, and it was difficult to damage them in the slightest.

Every monk can only watch as the flesh and blood on his body are eaten clean by these yin crows until he dies!

Those magic weapons, whether active or passive, had no effect at all in the black mist.

It's a long story, but it's just a matter of lightning.

However, in about ten breaths, these extremely powerful characters in the entire Qingzhou have completely fallen.

The black mist dissipated, and four black statues stood around the huge altar.

Piles of white bones on the ground glowed with a miserable white, penetrating light.

Jin Kesu's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and his back was almost soaked.

His eyes were full of horror, and his hands clenched unconsciously.

Fortunately, I didn't act rashly, otherwise, I am afraid that among the people who will be swallowed in the black fog, there will be one more person!

Suddenly, he turned his head, looked at Zhang Jiuling, and said coldly with a hint of anger: "Brother Zhang, you're a little unauthentic, aren't you?

Zhang Jiuling silently retracted his shocked gaze, and sneered: "You said that the old man deliberately cheated you? Could it be that Lao Jin, you are a three-year-old child, and you are believed by someone who says it casually?"

Although it was not the first time he had seen such a situation, he still felt extremely shocked and frightened.

This black fog ...... It's really impossible to resist!

At least, the monks who moved the mountain realm did not have any power to resist.

He took a deep breath, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Besides, if you want to talk about trapping people, you are the one who deliberately wants to kill these monks, right?" You deliberately agreed, and then deliberately used your body to jump up, making it look like you wanted to snatch the treasure, and then put the monks who came in with you into the pit, and let them go in for you to explore the way......

"You're the most insidious villain!"

After he finished speaking, the other monks who had followed him looked at Jin Kesu's gaze again, and they suddenly changed, full of vigilance.

Jin Kesu glared at Zhang Jiuling fiercely, and then smiled nonchalantly: "There is no point in you playing with right and wrong, these people are all dead from their own greed, and when they are not sure whether there is danger around the treasure, they want to take it, so it is normal to pay the price of your life for your impulse." ”

For Zhang Jiuling's careful thinking, he saw it clearly, but it didn't matter.

What can those monks who are scattered and cultivated by those other families, even if they leave the Tower of Babel and spread the word that they are killing others outside?

Strength is the last word!

He had seen this clearly.

The rest of the people were also full of panic in their hearts at this time, in this palace, it seemed to be safe, but it was really a crisis step by step, one was not careful, and it fell completely, and there was no chance to escape!

Several of them glanced at each other, and some of them turned their heads and quickly retreated, going to the side hall to search.

One person acted, and the other monks who felt that their strength was powerless to compete with this black fog also followed and left.

After all, this palace is so big, the rooms in the side hall are dense, and there are still a lot of treasures left, just find some, it's not worth the trip.

Not to mention the danger of falling here, there is a risk that nothing will be gained in the end.

The first one to leave was none other than Ma Tengfei, the leader of the scattered cultivation!

Before leaving, he also smiled kindly at Song Ziyang and said hello.

Song Ziyang's brows furrowed tightly.

He always felt that the horse's soaring smile was meaningful, as if there was something hidden.

However, at this time, the yin-yang mirror in his hand changed again, attracting his attention.

He didn't think much about it, but quietly lowered his gaze to his hand.

The yin-yang mirror, which was only the size of a palm, was completely embedded in the palm of his hand, and under his deliberate covering, others could not see clearly at all.

But even so, he was still cautious and did not dare to show the slightest clue.

This is his biggest secret and cannot be known to anyone!

On the mirror surface of the Yin-Yang Mirror, the swirling black mist gradually dissipated, revealing the image of the entire main hall.

"Circle! Sure enough, it's a circle!"

The yin-yang mirror can be used to remove the false and retain the true, only to see that in this main hall, with the altar as the center, all sides are covered with dense lines, which is the mirror image of the operation of the magic circle.

And the Eye of the Array is the largest altar in the center of the altar!

That's where the detonator bottle was placed!

"The Thunderbolt Bottle is indeed a treasure of the Suppression Array......

Song Ziyang's heart was clear, "Without the Thunder Channeling Bottle, the four Yin Crow statues that guard the magic circle will gradually revive and devour all the creatures that enter this main hall!"

"Could it be that only by putting the detonator bottle back can you safely retrieve the other treasures?"

After a slight pause, he frowned again and thought to himself, "If that's the case, then I can shout Chu Yidao and leave, don't want this treasure, now the lightning bottle must not be taken out!"

At this time, he was ready to leave.

With the "Six-Character Secret Technique of Searching for Dragons and Exploring Caves", he felt that his trip to Babel Tower was already worthwhile.

What's more, there are other elixirs and exercises in the jade box, which will definitely be sold for a good price.

He looked up at Chu Yidao and wanted to call her away.

"Phew, two wilted old foxes!"

Chu Yidao looked at Zhang Jiuling and Jin Kesu with disgust, and directly scolded, "A hypocrite, a real villain!"

Zhang Jiuling and Jin Kesu glanced at each other, and both directly ignored Chu Yidao, pretending not to hear her words.

Song Ziyang hadn't spoken yet, but he found that the mysterious magic circle revealed on the mirror of the Yin-Yang Mirror had changed again.