"Master, the third uncle's ...... Dharma...... Why don't you deal with it first......" one of the disciples said hesitantly.

"What kind of legal body, let you search for it. Yang Ning said another word, and the disciples were busy, and the footsteps were bursting.

Wu Bi didn't dare to breathe, staring intently at the wall, wanting to complete the positioning of the Xingyun Indefinite Slash earlier - this time the strength was difficult to grasp, because after all, he didn't know what was behind the wall, so Wu Bi could only use as much soul power as possible to construct the Xingyun Indefinite Slash this time.

Otherwise, if the knife is not cut and causes a slight sound, once it alarms the Yang Ning above, it will definitely be another big black sky flag greeting, and this time you won't be allowed to get out easily, right?

Wu Bi stared, the disciples searched, and Yang Ning was not idle—at this time, he was patrolling Buzhen's room, pinching the magic trick to probe all the living creatures in the room, even the animals under the dark compartment.

Fortunately, Wu Bi is a soul body, and Yang Ning can't identify it, so he finally decided that no matter whether Wu Bi is dead or not, at least he is not in this room.

"Is that little demon really dead?" Yang Ning muttered to herself, "I always feel almost meaningful......

Wu Bi was slightly relieved when he heard Yang Ning's words below, but he didn't give him time to breathe, and the second half of Yang Ning's words made Wu Bi break out in a cold sweat.

"Why are you guys still stunned, why don't you hurry up and feed my junior brother something to eat and wake him up?" Yang Ning said to the other two disciples.

"Called...... Wake up?" "The two disciples saw that Bubu was really miserable, and they couldn't understand what the master meant—the head was cut in half, and the blood was about to run dry, so how could they wake up?

"Waste, are you practicing your uncle's 'Ding Shi Gong' in vain?" Yang Ning waved his hand, and the floor in the dark prison was instantly opened, "Pick a few fierce ones for me, stuff them into your third uncle's neck, and stuff them to the end." ”

When the secret door opened, the spirit beasts in the secret prison were in a commotion again, and the horses neighed and the tigers roared together, as if they were afraid that they would see the huge fat man with bulging front teeth again in a while.

"Hmph, nameless little demon, do you think you can kill my junior brother by cutting off your head?" Yang Ning ignored the spirit beast's scream, hehe, he laughed, and Bu Zhen's stomach also "cooed" twice, as if echoing Yang Ning's laughter.

The unlucky disciples in the room were also startled, they didn't expect the third uncle to be cut like this, and they would be hungry, so they hurriedly ran to the dark place in three or two steps, their eyes wandering looking for a few "fierce".

This treasure elephant is good, and the white bear is still ...... Hey, isn't this my own crane? Why has it become the ration of the third uncle?

The two disciples picked for a long time, and finally picked a few wild horses out - although Uncle Shi's cavity is not small, it is still a bit laborious to stuff a treasure elephant directly.

"When I wake up my junior brother, I'll ask him what tricks the little demon used to lift the ...... on top of his head" The sheep condensed around Buzhen's head, smelled the fishy smell, and covered his mouth and said hideously.

......

At this moment, Wu Bi was leaning against the dark stone wall, and in front of him was a passage that connected up and down with no end in sight - hearing Yang Ning say that he wanted to feed Bu Zhen something to eat, Wu Bi knew that someone was about to open the floor to pick up the goods, so he hurriedly called out the doppelganger, and several soul guide punches hit the spirit beast behind him.

The turmoil of the spirit beast was caused by Wu Bi's soul guide fist, and Wu Bi's body used this sound to cut out the uncertain slash that had been brewing for a long time just now, and forcibly cut out a small square hole in the wall of the dark prison, just allowing one person to pass by.

Mi Jar was startled and was about to run away, but when the three Wu Bi pulled out the stone wall in a few pieces, revealing a small hole, Mi Jar did not hesitate to drill the hole and ran out.

Wu was ahead of the main body, and the two clones turned around and dragged the broken wall back to the wall, and finally rushed in front of the two disciples' probes to restore the dark prison to its original state.

Now Wu Bi is only afraid that Yang Ning will find out that there is a cat missing in the prison, so he is secretly worried and does not dare to move.

There was no movement for a long time, and Wu Bixin might have almost passed, so he looked ahead again-at this moment, the rice tank was standing on a bulge in the passage, and it was very embarrassing to not go up or down.

There was a smell of blood in the air, and there was a faint smell of corpses coming from below, and Wu Bi and the rice jar were frowning.

"Vomit vomit ......" The rice cylinder couldn't stand it a little, and let out a retching sound, "Xiao Xiu, please open the door, let me go back to vomit ......"

"Go back and wait to be eaten?" Wu Bi rolled his eyes, thinking about whether he should go above or below now.

"You don't want to climb up and vomit ......" The rice tank jumped a few times, changed places three times in a row, and still couldn't avoid the pungent and unpleasant smell, "There is a spell in this path, and the vomit ...... can't go up"

As soon as the rice bowl finished speaking, Wu Bi only felt that his hands and feet slipped, and an upside-down onion fell to the bottom layer; the rice bowl hung on the wall with his fingernails for a while, and it also slid down, holding Wu Bi firmly and not letting go.

......

Wu Bi fell to the ground, only to feel that the ground was soft and collapsed, as if it was covered with thatch, but there was a layer of foul-smelling grease, excrement and bones on top of the thatch, sticky and disgusting.

The rice jar jumped away the moment it fell, and it couldn't avoid the sticky stuff on the ground...... Jumping back onto the stone edge of the wall, he licked his hands and feet while holding back his nausea while taking in his surroundings.

"Huh, new prisoner?" said another man lying on the ground in addition to the thatch and sludge, "from which floor?"

When Wu Bi heard the voice, he turned over and stood up despite the pain, rubbed the dirt on his face, stared at him and said, "Who are you?"

"There are no injuries on the body...... can still stand up, it is either from Huang Yu Old Ancestor, or from his eldest apprentice Chen Xin......" The people on the ground did not answer, and did not move, and said to themselves.

Wu Bi didn't answer, and looked around at the place he was in at the moment—surrounded by stone walls on all sides, and there was no way out except for the passage above his head.

The man on the ground just said "prisoner"? Is this a cage?

The man on the ground breathed weakly, and his soul was so faint that he could barely see the color, but he only looked like he was dying, and it was obvious that he was also the enemy of the crane tower......

"Huh, this cat?" the man rolled his eyes and was slightly surprised when he saw the rice jar curled up on the stone ridge, "There are four masters in the Crane Tower, and only one of them is always accompanied by a spirit beast...... Could it be that you came down from Buzhen?"

When Wu Bi heard this, this person should know a lot about the crane tower, and he actually guessed his way with just a cat.

"The cat is not hurt, and you are not hurt......" the man continued to mumble to himself, "Ha!

Wu Bi was said by him, and he was no longer silent, and replied: "Dare to ask Your Excellency's surname?"

"Hahaha, don't be in a hurry, you're called ...... Hell is uninvited!" the man smiled and counted the time, "if you're ...... Still alive in a quarter of an hour, it's not too late for you and me to make friends again!"

Wu Bi's complexion changed, as if he was facing a great enemy.

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