"Senior Sister Shui, there is the area of the Netherworld Palace ahead, pay more attention!"

"Got it, Senior Brother Wushan, you should be careful......"

This is a group of young monks, all of them heroic and energetic. The vast majority of the members of the Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info are from the Burial Sword Peak, yes, they are the ones who want to ambush Lin Zhan.

It's just that some of them have messed in, and Shui Xinxin, a disciple of the Flame Red Refining Palace, doesn't know when they got in.

Do you really think that Shui Xinxin is a second product who only holds Ning Wanqing's thighs and sells cuteness? That's wrong.

When she learned that this group of people was going to join forces to deal with Lin Zhan, and her strength could not compete with so many people, she wittily found an opportunity to claim that she had a grudge against Lin Zhan, and successfully entered the enemy, and she was also very popular.

The wave of disciples of Burial Sword Peak, except for Fan Ning, the rest are all senior brothers who have been getting started before him for a long time, and all of them are monks above the Yellow Order, and the highest two have already stepped into the peak realm of the Yellow Order.

The combined attack of more than twenty Yellow Order masters like this is that even the Elder of the Burial Sword Peak, Chongming Chongliang, I am afraid that he will feel jealous.

Moreover, the task of besieging and killing Lin Zhan this time was secretly arranged by Burial Sword Peak.

Fan Ning, the disciple of the master sword slave of that peak, was defeated by Lin Zhan and lost face, and many inner and outer disciples were strongly defeated by Lin Zhan, so they were naturally very unhappy.

You can't take any drastic actions on the surface, but you can't control so much in secret.

In the finals of the big competition, human life is like a mustard, any accident can happen, and it is not enough to worry about one or two forest battles.

"Whew...... What is it...... Red-tailed scorpion queen ......"

On the way, a disciple of Burial Sword Peak, who was in charge of flank cover, let out a wail, clutched his neck, and fell straight down.

His limbs twitched, his mouth foamed at the mouth, and he stopped struggling in the blink of an eye, and then white smoke rose from his body, which instantly turned into a cloud of foamy liquid in the panic of his companions around him.

Out of the foam emerged a scorpion-like creature with a snow-white body and a red claw.

The red-tailed scorpion was not big, but it was full of posture, and at this moment it was already full of food and drink, and made a demonstrative gesture, and quickly burrowed into the grass on the side.

The disciples of the Burial Sword Peak were all dumbfounded, standing in place and not daring to move, because the red-tailed scorpion would only attack one person at a time and devour it cleanly, and it would be futile to resist, while the others, as long as they stopped moving, would be fine.

If it moves, the scorpion queen will spew out a large amount of venom, turning a large area of land into a desperate situation, and no grass will grow.

People have capital, of course, they can pretend to be like this.

It's just that things are a little strange, how could this red-tailed scorpion, which originally grew in the red flame area in the east of the northern forest, appear in this dark and damp abyss of southern light, which does not see the light of day, is really abnormal!

"Ah...... Scared the hell out of me......"

This is Shui Xinxin's reaction to this change by patting her chest.

The little face was pale, his expression was flustered, and his expression was in place, which was completely in line with the horror of a little girl when she encountered a creature like a poisonous insect, rat, and snake.

No one knew that the red-tailed scorpion with the world's incurable poison was actually quietly cast by her, and this was her natal poison treasure.

If it weren't for a chaotic situation, then the red-tailed scorpion queen didn't need to show up and pretend to be compared after poisoning a person, and it would be good if she disappeared without a trace.

This appearance, that is Shui Xinxin directing it deliberately.

"Senior Sister Shui, don't be afraid, Senior Brother is here. Wu Shan, the senior brother of the Burial Sword Peak, approached, patted Shui Xinxin's shoulder, and finally held it down.

Shui Xinxin gently broke free, regained some normal expression, and walked away without a trace.

Wu Shan withdrew his hand stupidly, and then looked at the foam "wreckage" of the junior brother not far away, and his eyes were a little solemn.

"This was an accident, be careful, you're about to enter the Netherworld. ”

More than 20 people did not say a word, buried their heads in the road, each with their own concerns, but everyone invariably moved closer to the middle of the group.

Because in that case, if there is a red-tailed scorpion appearing later, maybe someone else will take it first, they don't realize that in the middle of the team, there is a mysterious beauty scorpion, this beauty scorpion that seems to be undeceived is the deadliest killing machine......

In the depths of the ruins of the third level of the Netherworld's Palace, in a secret room, there are two phantoms, one black and one white, doing some kind of communication.

"Qingjue, how many years have it been?" said the black shadow softly, as if it had penetrated thousands of years ago.

The white shadow swayed, dancing lightly and ethereal: "Wu You, how many years is important...... Without today, we will continue to stay here, no matter how many years it takes. ”

"Yes, no matter how many years it take......s," the black shadow Wu Yu sighed lightly, looked at the white shadow's flawless, jade-carved face, and smiled, "Then on this last day, let's join hands again, how about it?"

A little crimson appeared on Bai Yingqing's face, and he nodded, his eyes were warm.

In an instant, the light of the candle on the desk in the secret room was flourishing, and the surrounding ashes were also swept away, replaced by a neat and simple home decoration, it turned out that this was once a bedroom.

The black and white double shadow smiled, looked at each other, and there was a stirring of space around them, a pair of heavenly people turned the virtual into reality, born hand in hand, one was as rich as jade, fairy wind and fairy bones, and the other did not eat the fireworks of the world, out of the world.

"Clear!"

"No Darkness!"

These two people are the earliest founders of the Netherworld's Palace, and they are also the first successors of the birthplace of the Netherworld Formation.

The name of the Netherworld Palace is taken from the combination of the words "You" and "Jue" in the names of the two.

There is no evil meaning at all, but Lin Zhan thought wrong before, thinking that it must be some dark forces that are unspeakable.

Pure and secluded, it can be regarded as a fairy couple envied by the world.

Even though the outside world has been turbulent for thousands of years and has been fighting for thousands of years, their wisps of clone have always stopped in such a small space, staying for thousands of years, looking at the eternals, and now they are condensed and transformed like this, which means that the last energy will be exhausted, and it will not last long, but to break the last thing, what is needed is enough.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them came to the outer room of the underground palace, where in the center, the most important inheritance of the birthplace, the Peerless Formation, was sealed.

Eight small formation flags representing the essence of the formation and the important composition of the formation lay there quietly.

In addition, there is also a set of floating dust formations, which is a formation secret, which is the reason why the entire Netherworld Palace can be in the form of fine dust from outsiders.

Studying this set of floating dust formations to the fullest, combined with the strength of the realm level, there is such a heavenly creation.

"Let's withdraw the formations outside, and when the little guy outside comes in, there is no need to keep them anymore. Qingjue raised his head, looked at Wuyou, and said.

Without a secret in his hand, he silently recited the formation formula, and the entire secluded Divine Palace outside underwent earth-shaking changes.

The labyrinth, the winding city walls, and the magnificent buildings in the city, after countless years of hiding, re-established themselves on this abyssal land, and the quaint atmosphere has not dissipated for a long time.

And the ruins of the ancient battlefield outside the city, the corpses of countless ancient monks and generals, were all shattered and sublimated at this moment, turned into smoke and dust, turned into rain, and integrated into the heaven and earth...... (To be continued.) )