Although Yun Xiaotian's body method is fast, the blood aura of this ancient corpse is too strong, and he does not dare to approach it easily.

The corpse defense is extremely strong, and she ate Qin Lizhi's sword unharmed, and at first she couldn't let go of her hands and feet, for fear that the sword qi would collapse this stone room, until the sword qi fell on the stone wall and was dissolved by an invisible force, she completely let go of her hands and feet, thinking that it was the sealing power of the ancestors.

The black-clothed samurai sword intent is strong, and a knife down is a bloody man, if this person is alive, he must be a member of the battlefield that cannot be matched to kill the god, but he is now only in the form of a corpse now, although the force is strong, there is less on-the-spot adaptability, the three of them avoid its edge, Qingliang flies to the white crane, and keeps diverting his gaze, Qin Zhiling turns and jumps, and the sword qi keeps consuming his resentment, Yun Xiaotian finally found an opportunity, and with a wave of the discus, he shaved off his head with a click.

Qing Liang's toes fell from the crane's body a little bit, and he was about to step forward to look at his blade, but was hurriedly stopped by Qin Lizhi.

"Senior Brother Qingliang, no, that's the bloody blade."

Qingliang was stunned for a moment, frozen on the spot.

Yun Xiaotian also added: "The Blood Demon Blade is extremely damaging to people who cultivate the truth, and Senior Brother Qingliang cannot be moved. ”

Qing Liang scratched his head in embarrassment, "Thank you for reminding me junior brother and sister." ”

The three of them walked through the stone chamber and walked forward for a while, a woman's leisurely cry came, the three of them looked at each other, and felt strange, they had encountered either corpses or spirits before, but the voice was obviously a person.

"Woo ~ Lang Jun, where are you ......?"

The voice became clearer and clearer, and when I entered the stone room, I saw a woman with exquisite makeup appearing in front of her, she was gorgeously dressed, some ancient patterns were embroidered with gorgeous clothes, her body was slender, although her face was pale, but she was not as stiff as the black warrior before, and it could be seen that she was also a beauty during her lifetime.

She lay on the stone table, crying incessantly at a portrait of a man, and an iron sword lay on one side of the stone table.

The three of them looked carefully, and the man on the portrait was actually somewhat similar to Qingliang. Qin Lizhi glanced at Yun Xiaotian incredulously, and the latter gave her a silent gesture.

Qingliang was also stunned on the spot when he saw the portrait, and couldn't help but scold: In ancient times, were there people who looked like me?

Yun Xiaotian leaned out his divine sense, only to feel that this woman's spiritual sea was vast and boundless, more than a star and a half stronger than the black-clothed sword servant.

"Yuan Lang, is that you?"

The woman got up suddenly, and in a flash, she was in front of Qing Liang, and the three of them with strong spiritual power took several steps back.

Yun Xiaoangel gave him a strong look, Qingliang finally reacted, and stammered: "Ah...... Be...... It's ...... me."

The woman looked around Qingliang and said, "No...... You are not my Yuan Lang. ”

Qing Liang stood in place and didn't dare to move, thin sweat had oozed out of his forehead, he gave Yun Xiaotian an inquiring look, Yun Xiaotian thought for a while, pointed to the sword on the table, and then pointed to the woman's clothes.

Qingliang's eyes rolled a few times, looked at the patterns on the woman's clothes, suddenly realized, and hurriedly said: "Jian Ji, it's me...... I'm Yuan Lang......"

Two lines of bloody tears flowed from the woman's eyes, and she threw herself into his arms happily, "Yuan Lang...... You really are Yuan Lang. ”

Yun Xiaotian pulled Qin Lizhi, who was still in a daze, and the latter reacted, and the two of them tiptoed towards the mountain road behind the stone room.

After walking for a long time, after not hearing the movement of the stone room, Yun Xiaotianpan sat down.

"Let's wait for Senior Brother Qingliang here!"

The second monk of Qin Zhizhang was puzzled and asked, "How do you know that her name is Jian Ji?" ”

Yun Xiaotian said: "In ancient times, women had a low status, and generally had no name, she was one of the five swordsmen, and she was very gorgeously dressed, and in that era, 'Ji' was the most noble surname." ”

Qin Lizhi suddenly realized, "That...... Is she a corpse? ”

Yun Xiaotian nodded: "Not all corpses will be stiff, she retains most of her soul consciousness in front of her, and she has not been seriously injured, I think she should be extremely depressed and die in this condition." ”

Qin Lizhi nodded, feeling a trace of pity for the woman in his heart.

"Then Senior Brother Qingliang won't be in danger, right?"

Yun Xiaotian said: "No, after she finishes telling Senior Brother Qingliang about her lovesickness, and her wish is fulfilled, she will turn away from her resentment." ”

"Is that so?" Qin Lizhi was a little unbearable.

Yun Xiaotian also said sadly: "It's a pity, but this is also the best result for her, isn't it?" ”

Qin was silent, and nodded silently after a long time.

The two of them meditated for a long time, and only then did they hear Qingliang's footsteps behind him, and he also sat down, his expression was very painful, as if he was extremely suppressing his emotions, and he spoke after a long time, "Senior Brother Yun, she ...... There is still a possibility ...... Resurrection? ”

Yun Xiaotian sighed, "The resentment here is very strong, but it is very difficult to reach the level of Sword Ji, and it will take a very long time, at least a thousand years. ”

"After a thousand years, the resentment of the black-clothed sword servant will definitely condense again, but Senior Brother Qingliang, do you want her to still be alive like this?"

"She's been suffering from a thousand years of lovesickness, and a thousand years of waiting to wait for you, I think she's ...... Won't be coming back. ”

Qingliang slowly lowered his head after hearing this, Yun Xiaotian and the others didn't ask Jian Ji what he told him, just quietly waited for him to calm down.

After a while, Qing Liang finally swallowed a few times, raised his head, and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Yun, let's continue to move forward!" ”

The next stone chamber appeared in front of them, and before the three of them could enter, they heard the snort of a war horse.

A mighty knight in silver armor, holding a spear, and riding a war horse in the stone chamber had been waiting for the three of them for more than a long time.

As soon as Yun Xiaotian and the others entered the stone room, the war horse stood up with its front hooves, snorted, and two black mist erupted from the horse's nostrils, and the silver-armored knight shouted, and the war horse stopped restless, and the silver-armored knight was different from the previous two, and was already in the form of a skeleton.

"Young people...... Have you ever seen a thunderbolt? ”

The voice was majestic and inviolable, and said, "I am the thunder." ”

Yun Xiaotian stretched out his hand to block the two of them, "Senior Sister Qin, Senior Brother Qingliang, let me come alone at this level." ”

Qin Lizhi looked at him uneasily, and Yun Xiaotian said: "If there are many people in this pass, it will be very chaotic, believe me Senior Sister Qin." ”

Lan Yi nodded, and the two exited the stone room.

Yun Xiaotian faced a man and a horse, his eyes condensed on the tip of his spear.

The hind hooves of the war horse kicked into the air, and the silver-armored spear waited for a long spear, and the spear shook, and stabbed at Yun Xiaotian.

Yun Xiaotian took a deep breath, and sure enough, it was you:

"Qingqiu Luo Ma Jue."

Today's gun has a vein, there are two halls, one is the Thunder Hall, the dragon spear on the Prison Witch Mountain was interrupted by a punch from the soul and the soul, and it is still in a slump, and the other hall is the White Horse Hall where Ji Jinghou is located, few people know that these two halls used to be in the same lineage, and then they were split into two sects for unknown reasons, one hall inherited the thunder formula, and the other hall inherited the Qingqiu Luo Ma Jue.

In this way, the knight in front of him is the originator of the spear.

Yun Xiaotian dodged left and right, kept wandering, although the silver-armored knight was tall and big, but the turnover was very dexterous, stabbing, sweeping, splitting, pointing, dialing, the five-character mantra of marksmanship was vividly displayed.

After a few laps, Yun Xiaotian was unharmed, the silver-armored knight shouted, there was thunder shining on the originally rusty iron spear, Yun Xiaotian stared at his arm tightly, and he didn't see how he cast spells, the thunder on the tip of the spear became more and more vigorous, this empty stone room, Yun Xiaotian didn't know how he resisted the thunder.

"I ...... It's thunder. ”

The skeleton knight's spear was like a silver dragon, and with a click, the thunder shone brightly, and a shot swept Yun Xiaotian away.

Yun Xiaotian slammed into the stone chamber with a pop and spat out a mouthful of dirty blood.

"Senior Brother Yun......" Qingliang hurriedly wanted to enter the stone room to help him, but was stopped by Qin Lizhi.

She had carefully observed Yun Xiaotian when she was in martial arts, and every time he had such a look, he would find out the true secret of his opponent's cultivation, which made Qin Lizhi secretly admire every time, she had seen all kinds of geniuses, but she had never seen a demon like Yun Xiaotian.

The thunderbolt snapped, the thunder jumped like a silver snake, the thunder had already wrapped all the people and horses, the silver-armored warrior was not in a hurry, and looked at Yun Xiaotian.

"Like ...... You're like. ”

The Thunder Knight said a word that the three of them didn't know why.

Looking at the thunder silver horse, Yun Xiaotian thought carefully about his spell casting, and he said...... He is Thunder...... Don't?

Not long after, a crazy idea came to Yun Xiaotian's mind, and he nodded, it must be like this, 'Thunder is like a spiritual sea'.

Yun Xiaotian got up, took out the discus, clasped his fists and saluted: "Senior Spear God, Yun Xiaotian is offended!" ”