Although this secret realm was extremely strange, Ling Tian was not afraid, and he restrained his aura to the lowest level, and cautiously touched it into the depths of Tallinn.

After passing through several stone towers, I suddenly heard a human voice not far away, which was the voice of Shan Wushuang and the others.

"What have you discovered?" said Shin Mushuang.

"The divine consciousness suppression here is too powerful, and I didn't find it. ”

"Damn, this sword mound is really weird!" Nan Wei said.

"Get together, don't scatter. Flash Wushuang's voice was calm and powerful, which calmed the hearts of the monks a little.

Ling Tian hid behind a stone tower, and when he looked over, he saw Flash Wushuang and the others gathered together, carefully searching in a clearing in the middle of Tallinn.

After entering this sword mound, even Ling Tian's divine consciousness was suppressed to a range of just over ten zhang, and the divine consciousness of Shen Wushuang and the others was even more unbearable, and the dignified spirit infant realm had to rely on the primitive means of the naked eye to perceive foreign objects.

Although the inside of the sword mound was dark and gloomy, Ling Tian's powerful spiritual power gathered in his eyes, and it was as clear as day.

"Oops!" Xing Tiangang suddenly let out a scream.

The heartstrings of the other six monks were originally tense, but they were suddenly taken aback by Xing Tiangang.

"What the hell are you doing, Old Star?!" the little monk grumbled.

"This ...... This stone tower is a little weird!" Xing Tiangang breathed a sigh of relief, pointing to an octagonal stone tower in front of him.

When everyone looked at it, they saw that the stone tower was ordinary and ordinary, and there was no special thing about it compared with other stone towers.

"Old Star, you are too bold, a stone tower is scared like this, if you find those mound sword envoys, it will be worth it. The little friar laughed.

Flash Wushuang's face was gloomy, he walked to the octagonal stone tower, stretched out his finger and poked it, only to see the middle of the stone tower twisted strangely, and a translucent human face emerged, showing a surprised expression, twisting a few times, but unable to get out of the stone tower.

Everyone's faces froze, and the little monk exclaimed, "Where did the Yin ghost come from?!"

"What Yin Ghost, this is a Spirit Baby!" said in a deep voice.

Spirit Baby?

Everyone was shocked, and their divine sense probed carefully, and found that it was indeed a Spirit Infant Realm monk, and he was still alive, but his breath was extremely weak, and he didn't even have the ability to maintain his speech.

"Why is there only one face left for this spirit child?" said the dwarf monk.

"Hehe, naturally someone is doing evil and wants to turn this spirit baby into a puppet. Flash Wushuang sneered, and pointed to several mysterious runes and formations on the stone tower, "There is a small magic circle in this stone tower, which can continuously invade the Yuan Shen, and eventually turn this spirit infant into a completely obedient puppet. ”

Listening to Shan Wushuang's words, everyone was shocked, everyone was a spiritual infant realm monk, and they knew that they wanted to refine the spiritual infant alive, this method was extremely evil and cruel, causing great pain to the monks, and the Shannan Righteous Dao Sect disdained it, and only some evil Dao sects would use it.

"The Xuanjian Sect is known as the first sect of the righteous path, but behind the scenes, it has done this evil thing of cutting off children and grandchildren!"

"Let's grab the things of the Xuanjian Gate, which can be regarded as doing the right thing for the sky. "Nan Wei Road.

"After we left, we publicized this matter, and Xuanjianmen became a public enemy of Shannan, so there was no time to pursue us. "The little friar.

"Good idea!" Xing Tiangang nodded repeatedly, and was about to record it with a mirror stone as evidence.

Suddenly, a gloomy voice rang out: "Do you want to go?

This sword mound was already gloomy like a ghost domain, and suddenly a soft sound sounded, like ice water soaking the body, making everyone's hearts cold.

"Who?" said Shine.

"Since Your Excellency can come to this sect to steal, don't you even know who is guarding the sword mound?" another voice sounded from the opposite direction, such as Hong Zhong Dalu, although the shock made his ears numb, it sounded much more comfortable than the previous feminine voice.

"In the Seven Immortal Islands of the Lower East China Sea, it is not stealing to come to your door to borrow something. "Shine is unequaled.

"The eight of you, sneaking into the forbidden land of this sect, and saying that it is not a theft?" said the gloomy voice.

Ling Tian, who had been hiding in the shadows, was shocked when he heard this.

There are seven monks from the East China Sea Immortal Island, and he counts himself.

However, Ling Tian was extremely calm and still motionless.

Shan Wushuang and the others didn't look into it carefully, thinking that the person was wrong and said one more person.

"It turns out that the people of Xuanjian Sect are all people who hide their heads and show their tails, and they don't even dare to show their true faces?" Nan Wei was a little impatient and shouted loudly.

Before Nan Wei's voice fell, the three green lights lit up, and Tallinn brightened a little, but it was even more weird.

However, no monks appeared.

Flash Wushuang and the other seven people hesitated in their hearts, turned on a few lights, but did not show up, what does this mean?

"Do you want us to show up, but you don't dare to look?" a grinning voice sounded, different from the previous soft and loud voice, it seemed that there were at least three people.

Flash Wushuang and the others looked at the place where they came from, and were taken aback, only to see a hole dug in the middle of a tall stone tower, and the person who spoke just now was sitting in the hole, his long white eyebrows drooped, but the skin on his face was as tender as a child, and the corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, revealing a naughty smile.

"Jian Ge, you are too nonsense, if you have anything to say to these thieves, just kill them. The loud voice rang out, but it was a one-eyed monk, with sunken cheeks, so thin that he had no muscles, like a zombie, and he was also sitting in a hollowed-out hole in a stone tower.

In the third stone tower, there was also a monk whose face was as pale as paper, the same one who had made a feminine voice earlier.

The three of them formed exactly a triangle and surrounded Shen Wushuang and the others.

"Xuanjian Sect refining monk spirit infant, do things that hurt heaven and reason, and still bite others with the face?"

"So what? Dead people can't speak. The feminine monk said.

"Was the phoenix demon here that day?" said Shan Wushuang.

"Your Excellency is still a thief?" said the monk in a loud voice.

"Daoist friends are wrong, the Tianfeng Demon is not a thing of your family, the secret of bloodline transplantation is related to all living beings in Shannan, and it should be made public, and it cannot become a tool for individual forces to seek personal gain, if the three Taoist friends hand over the Tianfeng Demon, there is still a way to live, otherwise it will ......" Flash Wushuang Dao.

"Otherwise?" interrupted Jian Ge.

"Otherwise, it's a dead end. "Shine is unequaled.

"Then there's nothing to say, even if you don't rob the Heavenly Phoenix Demon, you know the secret of this sect, how can you get out alive," the feminine monk said, "Sword Song, you kill them!"

"Yes!" Jian Ge replied, his childlike face showing excitement.

Shan Wushuang and the other seven people were furious, this sword song was just a monk with three spirit infants, and it was simply humiliating to try to defeat seven with one.

Since you underestimate the enemy, you just take the opportunity to get rid of one person, and the remaining two will be easy to deal with.

Thinking so in his heart, Shan Wushuang stretched out his fingers, and an invisible silk thread of spiritual power was thrown towards the sword song like a fishing line.

(End of chapter)