Ye San saw such a person for the first time, and she said, "You are really shameless. ”

Chu Xiangsheng sneered: "My face is not good-looking, don't do it." ”

Ye San really had nothing to say.

Chu Xiangsheng had already put one hand on the still dusty robe at this time, and the other hand was holding the iron chain.

He found that the garment was not easy to pick off, so he did not intend to take it off, he just pulled open part of the rusty chain and reached into the pocket of the garment to find it.

His hand groped inside the shabby robe for a long time, and in the end, whether it was the sleeves or the placket, Chu Xiangsheng searched the entire robe, but still found nothing.

He choked on a puff of dust and coughed.

"Could it be below him?" Chu Xiangsheng looked down at the legs of the Taoist sitting cross-legged, his face was a little strange, but this saint's habit of hiding things was too strange?

Ye San stood aside, expressionless.

Chu Xiangsheng said in his heart that he was offended, and then reached out and touched it.

Suddenly, the man opened his eyes.

Chain flickering.

The man's body moved slightly.

"Click. ”

Suddenly, a sound like rubble rubbing against the bone mountain came from above, causing a slight ripple in the space.

It was the sound of the chains that had been tied to him.

Ye San's pupils shrank, and he immediately stepped out of the snow sword, staring coldly ahead.

Chu Xiangsheng's face froze, his hand was in the air, he paused, swallowed his saliva and said, "This guy ...... How did you live?"

......

Zhou Mingyang and the others outside the suspension bridge looked ahead, thinking about Ye San and Chu Xiangsheng, who had not heard from them since they entered the formation, their faces were a little uneasy.

The two black-clothed young men behind Ning Feixue flashed a trace of admiration when they looked at Ning Feixue, who was looking at Ning Feixue who was silent with his eyes closed, in addition to looking at the suspension bridge with some confusion in mind.

Ning Feixue still didn't open her eyes.

The aura around him was condensing, and it was already very thick at this time. His hair was blown by the wind, and the placket of his shirt fluttered slightly.

At this point, he finally opened his eyes.

A sharp light shot out of his pitch-black pupils, and a powerful aura came from him.

Then there was a look of disappointment on his face: "It's just a little bit." ”

The two black-clothed disciples of the Great Blue Sect behind him saw Ning Feixue open their eyes, and one of them hurriedly said, "Senior Brother Ning has only been in the Wutong Upper Realm for only a year, and he can already touch the barrier of the third realm, which is already very remarkable. ”

The other person also said, "Even if it is the one who is judged, his talent may not be comparable to Senior Brother Ning's. ”

Chen Yuling and the three of them felt Ning Feixue's breath, and couldn't help but be a little shocked, Ning Feixue was only twenty years old, and she was about to break through the third realm, this talent was really as terrifying as a demon.

Ning Feixue didn't speak, he already felt the opportunity to break the mirror. He raised his eyes to the suspension bridge in front of him, which was surrounded by a thick black fog, and flicked his sleeves.

He said: "This time I have traveled so far to come to the north of Daqing Country, so naturally I can't gain nothing. ”

He knew that Ye San was not dead at this time, so it was not an absolute danger inside.

His face was calm, and he walked towards the suspension bridge.

The two black-clothed young men looked at each other, and hesitated as they watched their senior brother walk into the suspension bridge surrounded by black fog and couldn't see the real thing.

Suning'er and the three of them looked at Ning Feixue's gradually disappearing figure, and they were also silent.

One of the black-clothed young men gritted his teeth, and he said, "Senior Brother Ning, they have all gone in, how can we be comfortable here?"

After saying that, the breath on his body dispersed, and he also walked into the wooden bridge formation that was blown by the cold wind.

The other young man in black did not speak, but also followed.

Zhou Mingyang straightened his black clothes, and then said to Chen Yuling: "Senior Sister Ye is not safe to be alone inside, let's go in too." ”

Chen Yuling looked at Su Ning'er, and she said, "Su Gongzi has already followed us here, if you don't want to go in again, you can also leave on your own." This time, our Daqing Sect came to Daqing Yuanli Valley, I hope that Su Gongzi will not tell the division commander of Jinmen Mountain for the sake of saving your life at the beginning. ”

Suning'er was silent, he looked at the black fog and thought for a moment. Finally, he spoke: "It's a pity that I didn't help the two of you here this time. But since you are fortunate enough to be able to observe the formation of the Fu Mountain Divine Formation Master, wouldn't it be a pity not to go in?"

......

The sword aura of Ye San's white sword in the air suddenly emanated, and she stared intently at the slightly moving figure.

She took a deep breath, and then said, "Whatever kind of demons and monsters you have, I will kill them with one sword." ”

As soon as the words fell, the snow sword in Ye San's hand rolled up a burst of sword qi and slashed towards the skinny Taoist.

Chu Xiangsheng watched Ye San's movements and hurriedly retreated. He hurriedly shouted, "Do you stinky woman want to cut me together?"

The cloudy eyes that the Taoist had just opened revealed a fine light, but there was no movement in his hand, allowing the sword to slash at his body.

Although Ye San's sword avoided the Daoist's shabby but strange Dao robe, it slashed towards his bare and dusty neck. But when the snow sword slashed at the Daoist's body, it was like a kitchen knife slashing on a piece of tough steel.

The snow sword was shaken open.

The sword qi did not cut the neck of the Taoist priest, but through the Taoist man, it slashed at the bones of the bone mountain, and these dead bones were twisted into pieces by the sword qi and ashes, and then blown into a white mist by the cold wind.

Chu Xiangsheng looked at the Daoist who reappeared after the bone mist dissipated, and looked surprised. Ye San's sword was already a full blow, but it couldn't break through this person's body at all!

Is this withered Taoist priest a human or a ghost?

"Little Snow Sword?"

The man shrugged his eyelids, and his eyes were a little listless after the essence, but he looked at the snow-white and unclean sword in Ye San's hand, and his hoarse voice was a little surprised.

Then he shook his head, and the already scattered and withered bun kicked up a puff of dust and ashes. He looked at Ye San and continued: "The little girl is so good, she can actually cut such an atmospheric sword, it's really amazing." ”

Ye San clenched the Xiaoxue sword tightly and looked at the withered Daoist with a wary expression: "Who is the senior?"

"Who is the poor Dao?" the Taoist was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he laughed: "Who is it? It's been too long, I forgot." ”

Then he looked down at the thick rusty iron chains that bound him, and raised his eyebrows: "The chains are still there." ”

Chu Xiangsheng stared at the withered Daoist tightly, he didn't know how long this old monster had lived, how long he had been trapped here, and he didn't know how high his realm was and how much strength he had.

He held the yellow umbrella tightly in his hand, ready to open it at any moment.

The withered Daoist tilted his head, looked at Chu Xiangsheng and asked, "Junior of Array Fu Mountain, why didn't your senior leader come this time?" Do you think that I have run out of oil and there is no need to torture me?"

Chu Xiangsheng was shocked in his heart, could it be that this person could actually see at a glance that he was a person from Array Fu Mountain?