As if sensing Song Xing's gaze, the woman covered with light veils turned her head and looked away, and immediately turned away after making a slight contact with Song Xing's gaze.

Song Xing also guessed the identity of the person in his heart, but he had no intention of contacting him, turned his head indifferently, and walked into the other garden with Zhang Xiaofan and a few others.

"Aunt You, what's wrong?"

The girl in green saw the masked woman stop, and asked knowingly.

The woman known as Aunt You said softly: "It is a disciple of Qingyunmen, led by Song Daren of Dazhu Peak, and Qi Hao of Tongtian Peak, the other two don't know each other, they should be newly recruited disciples." ”

When the green-clothed girl heard Qingyunmen, she frowned slightly: "Qingyunmen, Aunt You, could it be that they are also going to the blood dripping cave?" ”

Aunt You turned her head, walked into the garden, and said, "They are all third-generation disciples, even if they go there, they won't be able to make any waves." ”

The girl in green stepped forward with a smile and grabbed her arm, "With Aunt You, we are bound to get that treasure in the Blood Cave." ”

The next day, the four people of Qingyunmen traveled in the sky and rushed towards Kongsang Mountain.

Kongsang Mountain is three thousand miles to the east, and it was originally possible to reach it in three days at the speed of Qi Hao's imperial sword, but because Zhang Xiaofan dragged his feet, it took five days to arrive.

When they finally arrived at Kongsang Mountain, everyone fell down the clouds, they were all taken aback, only to see that within a radius of 100 miles, a big mountain was steep and towering, but there were many rocks and few plants and trees, and there were no people under the mountain, and it was desolate.

At this time, it was almost dusk, the sun was sinking in the west, and the faint sunset shone on Kongsang Mountain, as if it was a little sluggish and a little terrifying.

Everyone fell at the foot of the mountain, put away the fairy sword, Song Xing looked at the sky, and said: "This place is sparsely populated, why don't we go up the mountain immediately and find a suitable place to rest for a while." ”

The other three had no opinion.

Before going up the mountain, Song Xing took out the hexagram mirror, and recited a few words of incantation in a low voice, the originally dim hexagram seemed to have a sense, and gradually lit up, and then floated up from Song Xing's hand, staying two feet above his head, the light gradually increased, with a pale yellow halo illuminated a circle of about six feet around the four of them, protecting them in the center.

Seeing everyone looking over, Song Xing explained: "Since there are people from the Demon Sect who are active, they may be watching in the dark, and the Liuhe Mirror functions to protect the Lord and prevent it from happening." ”

Qi Hao nodded and said, "Senior Brother Song is thoughtful. ”

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a loud noise in the distance, followed by the sound of "crackling and crackling", the sound gradually intensified, and in the end, not only did it get louder and louder, but it was almost impossible to hear the rhythm clearly, only the huge noise of "boom" echoed in this barren mountain range.

Everyone saw that behind the mountain in the distance, Huo Ran raised a black cloud, which was even more strange in this dim weather, and the loud rumbling sound came from there.

In the next second, those black mist flew towards this place overwhelmingly.

Song Xing's expression was also a little solemn, and he said: "Concentrate and calm down, don't leave the range of the Liuhe Mirror." ”

In a moment, the whistling and rumbling sound was close to the ears, and by the light of the hexagram, everyone finally saw the black cloud clearly, and it was actually countless black bats, densely packed.

Looking at this figure, it was more than twice as big as the bats I had seen before, and each one had a wide open mouth, and in the midst of a black body, the mouth was scarlet, hideous and terrifying.

The pale yellow light emitted by the hexagram kept all the bats out of the aperture, and no matter how they hit and squeezed, the aperture did not move at all.

Near the aperture, the bat that touched the pale yellow light, its black body made a "zig" sound, and after a while, it fell to the ground, struggling, and saw that it could not live.

It's just that there are too many bats, and as far as the eye can see, even the stars in the night sky are covered, and I'm afraid there are not millions.

Those who died on the ground were less than one ten-thousandth of them, countless bats came one after another, and the four of them were surrounded in the center, although there was nothing to do for the time being, but there were terrifying bloody mouths on the left and right, and the smell of fishy was almost disgusting.

This attack continued throughout the night, littering the area with the corpses of countless bats, until dawn, when the sun shone on the Kongsang Mountain, and these ferocious foreign objects retreated and disappeared into the depths of the mountains.

The four of them flew away from here and came to a clean clearing.

Qi Hao said with palpitations: "Senior Brother Song, thanks to your Liuhe Mirror, otherwise these bats are really difficult to deal with." ”

There are too many bats, and just relying on their fairy swords, not to mention that they can't destroy all the attacking bats in an instant, even if they keep consuming mana, they can't bear it.

Qi Hao knew that the Liuhe Mirror was among the magic weapons of Qingyunmen, and it was also a top-ranked defensive magic weapon, and it consumed a lot of mana, and Song Xing was able to hold on all night, and he didn't seem to be tired, and his evaluation of him suddenly went to a higher level in his heart.

This senior brother of Dazhu Peak, the real cultivation, I am afraid that it is far more than what most people in Qingyunmen think are the first to enter the Shangqing Realm.

Zhang Xiaofan realized that the clothes behind his back were all wet with cold sweat.

If he hadn't lived in Caomiao Village or stayed in Dazhufeng before, how could he have seen such a terrifying murderous thing.

At this moment, there were suddenly a few whistling voices in the sky, and everyone looked up and saw four rays of light flashing in the sky. A moment later, the four rays of light fell in front of them, and after a flicker, four figures appeared.

The two on the left are two monks, and the one behind is tall, with thick eyebrows and huge eyes, a face full of meat, not angry but mighty, if it is not for the robe, I am afraid that it will be thought that it is a robber who blocks the road.

But the other monk standing in front of him was a young monk who was a head shorter than him, completely different from him, with fair skin, bright eyes, and a moon-white robe, which made people feel a little thin, but he did not despise him in any way.

The two people on the right are two young people, a man and a woman, the handsome man and the beautiful woman, standing together are very compatible, just like the golden boy and girl in front of the fairy seat.

The four of them looked at the four people of Qingyun Gate, and the young and white monk first shouted the Buddha's name, and said, "Amitabha Buddha, may I ask if the four donors are under Qingyun Gate?" ”

Song Xing took a step forward and saluted back, "Exactly, is the master a senior brother from Tianyin Temple?" ”

The young monk smiled slightly and said, "The little monk is the Dharma Minister of Tianyin Temple, and this is the junior disciple Fashan." The two next to him are Li Xun and Yan Hong of Incense Valley. ”

The tall Fa Shan also greeted the urn angrily, but Li Xun and Yan Hong of the Incense Valley were all arrogant, and they all nodded slightly, even if they had seen the courtesy.

Song Xing's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't see the two of them in the Incense Valley, and said to the Fa Xiang: "I have long admired the name of the senior brother of the Fa Xiang of Tianyin Temple, and he has been praised as a rare talent for thousands of years by the righteous path cultivator. ”

After that, he introduced the three people behind him to the law minister one by one.

When Zhang Xiaofan was introduced, Song Xing's eyes when he looked at Fa Xiang were a little subtle.

If I remember correctly, this high-ranking disciple of the Puhong Monk of Tianyin Temple should know the truth about the tragedy in Caomiao Village, right?

Sure enough, when he heard Zhang Xiaofan's name, Fa Xiang's eyes seemed to light up and he glanced at him more.