Tang Tian threw the Night Pearl in his hand in front of the other party's eyes without hesitation, and a silk thread in his sleeve began to stretch out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 And Lilac also wrapped the broken gold ice silk around her fingers, half-hiding behind Tang Tian, staring at the person who spoke.

Shen Xingyun took the four of them and slowly walked into the brightness range of the Night Pearl, as if the talented man who was proud of the spring breeze after the first was looking down at the losers who failed to gain fame.

"Sure enough, it's you five bewitching sluts, and the sassy mentally retarded who plays with folding fans, it seems that you weren't loud enough to slap your last time!

The one holding the folding fan sneered: "When the time comes, pull out your teeth one by one, and see how long you can still have a hard mouth." ”

"There are many ugly people who are weird, and there are many people who are mentally retarded, and that's really the case. I said, "You're holding a fan so affectionately, fanning the wind?" Your behavior is not much different from those eunuchs holding their orchid fingers. ”

Hearing Tang Tian scolding people for being so slippery, Lilac couldn't help laughing.

Being ridiculed by Tang Tian so mercilessly, he walked forward with a folding fan and said, "I really don't know how you can live like a dead pig until now?"

Tang Tian sneered and stared at the person holding the folding fan.

"Senior Brother Qian, don't go, go again, but you'll fall into the trap. Shen Xingyun smiled, took a few steps forward, and stopped the person holding the folding fan.

"Mentally retarded eunuch of the complaint!, you should go one step further!" Tang Tian said with great disdain.

The person with the folding fan really took a step forward, Shen Xingyun's face changed slightly, and he didn't have time to stop it. The person with the folding fan relied on his nine-stage qi, and Shen Xingyun was behind him, thinking that it was okay to have a trap, so he took a step without hesitation and said, "I must pull out your pig teeth one by one!"

The corners of Tang Tian's mouth hooked up a thick sneer, and he said, "What a real-mentally retarded eunuch who is in a state of complaint!"

The one with the folding fan completely fell down, and was about to take another step forward, but the smile on his face was completely frozen, looking at the rope that suddenly pulled up around him and the spirit runes on it, he was a little flustered for a while.

Shen Xingyun's face changed completely, and he retreated suddenly.

Tang Tian was slightly disappointed in his heart, originally thought that Shen Xingyun would go to save the person who took the folding fan, in that case, Tang Tian would have no pressure. When he met someone who dared to confront Zhao Wenqi, Tang Tian was not sure of winning, not to mention that the other party was five people. Even if he had a spiritual weapon, Tang Tian would not be able to defeat them, he would only be defeated.

Tang Tian is not a fool, he threw out the night pearl before, and the moment when the light turns to darkness, people's eyes will be frozen, and they have already arranged the trap, saying that before is not only to relieve anger but also to deliberately provoke the other party to move forward, if all five people fall into the trap, Tang Tian will make a lot of money. However, in the end, it was discovered by Shen Xingyun, but fortunately, the mentally retarded eunuch who was in trouble was stupid enough and deliberately fell into the trap.

A hundred fires burst into chaos!

Fifty fiery charms explode in an instant!

The intense firelight occupied the hall in an instant, and it didn't take more than fifty fire charms to deal with a small eunuch. If the Hundred Flames Explosion Array exploded in an instant, although it was not as powerful in Tang Tian's hands as it was in Wang Shi's hands, it would be more than enough to kill seven or eight powerhouses in the Condensation Realm.

However, someone fell into the chaos of a hundred fires, Tang Tian did not have the slightest joy, but shouted to the clove behind him: "Run!"

Lilac was slightly stunned, completely unaware that the fat man who was so tough before would let him escape, and did not expect that the fat man was just bluffing before. However, Lilac did not turn around and run away according to the fat man's words, but took a step forward.

The fat man was furious all of a sudden, and yelled, "Run!"

Lilac didn't expect the fat man to react like this, and she also got angry and immediately walked to the fat man's side.

The fat man was deflated all of a sudden, and said, "I can't beat them, you run quickly, or ......"

Hearing this, Lilac's anger disappeared by half, smiled slightly, and said, "You can't beat it, we can fight together!"

The flames vanished, and a charred corpse lay across the hall, and the mentally handicapped eunuch with a folding fan was unsurprisingly charred.

Seeing that his companion was burned to charcoal, Shen Xingyun did not feel the slightest sadness, but smiled slightly and walked forward.

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Wang Shi put his hand on the stone slab and began to grope along the patterns on the floor. Qingluo didn't know what Wang Shi meant, and stood in front of the pillar, carefully guarding the surroundings.

A cold touch came from between his fingers, accompanied by a pain, as if countless cobweb-like needles had pierced through the pores. It is certainly impossible for a needle to really be pierced out of the painting, and the reason for this feeling is that the aura attached to the pattern has become a hard needle, and here the aura is resisting others touching this dragon snake.

This delicate pain was stronger than a broken finger, but Wang Shi didn't stop groping along the pattern until he touched the head of the dragon snake. A stinging pain was like an electric current, and it bounced Wang Shi's hand away.

"What's wrong?" Qingluo asked.

Wang Shi frowned slightly and said, "This dragon snake seems to be really alive. "The touch of the fingers indicates that the dragon snake is alive, and the stinging sensation is as if the dragon snake resists the touch of others.

"Just like the gods in the temple, after the living beings reach a certain realm, even a painting has great power. ”

"After all these years, why didn't anyone come and take this dragon snake?"

"I guess I can't pry the stone slabs on the ground. ”

Wang Shi took out a knife from the magic bronze ring, which was also Tang Tian's "legacy", and stuck it on the floor hard, collapsing out a few sparks, and with a little more force, the knife broke directly. It looks similar to what Qing Luo said, this floor is too hard to take away.

Just when Wang Shi was at a loss, a drop of blood fell and fell to the ground, becoming countless small red pearls.

Wang Shi couldn't help but look up.

Along with the blood falling was a hissing sound, which came from all directions on the ground of the underground palace. Due to the structure of the underground palace, the sound keeps echoing here, intertwined, and becomes a very strange sound.

The strange hissing sounds were joined together, as if ten thousand snakes were singing in a neat song, eerie and eerie.

Another drop of blood fell, and it fell into tiny red pearls. Wang Shi looked down again, and the blood from before had seeped into the floor, like rain seeping into the earth.

Qing Luo had already raised his head, and the spiritual power around his body was already surging, guarding against any accidents.

The strange hissing sound was not loud, but it became denser and denser, filling the entire space, but there were still hissing sounds of different frequencies to squeeze into the fixed-sized space. Voices are entangled with sounds, becoming more and more complex.

Hearing such a sound is like seeing countless snakes surrounding you and watching you, and you have nowhere to escape, because this is an endless sea of snakes.

The blood began to thicken, like a rain.

It's just that this floor can absorb this blood rain more than the earth, and every drop of blood rain that falls is absorbed by the slightest.

Wang Shi frowned, glanced at Qingluo, and Qingluo also glanced at Wang Shi. They didn't know what was going on, and there would be such a strange scene, and they were a little bottomless in their hearts.

The strange hissing sound became more and more intense, and the blood rain became more and more dense.

"Let's go to the room on the stone wall first. Wang Shi said to Qingluo.

Qingluo nodded, and just wanted to take a step, but he shook it and almost fell directly. Qing Luo blinked in disbelief and shook his head, unable to believe that there was no trace of spiritual power left around his body, and his strength had been lost, and now the scenery in his eyes was blurred, and it was getting more and more blurred.

Before the scene in front of him was completely blurred, Qingluo felt that someone was holding up Kuishan on his back.

After wiping the blood rain from Qingluo and Kuishan's bodies, Wang Shi began to tap the stone slab regularly, forming a melodious melody that echoed in the room.

Now Wang Shi understands why Chu Huairou pushed himself here, because he was able to survive Chu Huairou's "Funeral Requiem", and he must also be able to survive in this ode of ten thousand snakes. The chant of ten thousand snakes turned out to be so weird, it can solidify people's spiritual power, and turn the spiritual power into fine needles, destroying the structure of the human body from the inside, which is more terrifying than Chu Huairou's "Funeral Requiem".

Qingluo and Kuishan's seven orifices have begun to bleed, which is not something that Wang Shi can stop, because Wang Shi's own nose has also begun to bleed, he can only keep tapping the stone slab, repeating the wonderful flute played by Shizun during Qingming, hoping that Qingluo and Kuishan can hear it and be able to survive.

The blood rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the strange hissing sound was densely packed into a solid body, squeezing into every inch of space.

Wang Shi tapped on the stone slab while looking at this huge rain of blood, shocked and full of uneasiness at the same time.

The rain of blood had become a torrential rain, and the sound of smashing on the floor was like a rushing river falling under a cliff, but the chant of the ten thousand snakes was too dense to drown out all sounds.

However, the rushing rain of blood did not gather, and all seeped into the floor.

The chanting of the Ten Thousand Snakes was too intensive, and Wang Shi's ears had begun to bleed, and now he had closed his eyes, no longer looking at the rain of blood, and kept his mind tight, constantly repeating the song of the master to fight against the chant of the Ten Thousand Snakes.

The blood rain is getting denser and denser, and the chants of the ten thousand snakes are getting more and more intensive