As soon as the elder sitting on the left looked up, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness.

On this night, the light of the mountain behind the original holy mountain shone, the ground shook the mountain, and the original holy mountain that had stood for an unknown number of years shook the tea kung fu in this wind and rain, and then it calmed down.

The entire people of the original holy path were awakened, most of them were ignorant, but Yin San'er, who was awakened, looked at the direction of the back mountain and was speechless for a long time. He hurried back to his lodgings, his face full of anxiety.

The sky was not yet cloudy, and there were nearly a thousand monks outside the courtyard of Najin Hall, and the person at the head was Liu Baizhi, the master of the Punishment Hall, who saw him wearing a big red robe, his face was cold, majestic and dignified, and he was full of murderous energy.

Standing beside him was a thin middle-aged man, who was Liu Baizhi's beloved grandson, Gu Chengshan. Gu Chengshan squinted at the gate of Najin Hall, his eyes flashed with cruelty and secret joy, and even the people who were also in the Punishment Hall on the side couldn't help but quietly stay away from him.

The sky was about to be overcast, Liu Baizhi waved his hand, and saw a person inhaling hard, his mouth bulging, and vigorously blowing a horn-shaped magic weapon, the strange thing is that the horn did not make a sound, but everyone seemed to have received an order at the same time, and they all launched an attack on Najin Hall.

The sturdy wall fell like papier-mâché under the bombardment of thousands of magic weapons, and dozens of Najin Hall disciples did not wait to recover and became unjust souls under the sword, only a rather spectacular prohibition suddenly lit up with various lights.

Liu Baizhi, who was quite surprised, turned his eyes to a sturdy man with bronze mirrors of various appearances hanging all over his body. The man was silent, and his figure quickly circled around the prohibition in the backyard of Najin Hall, and then bowed his hand to Liu Baizhi slightly: "One hour!" ”

"Good!" Liu Bai nodded with satisfaction, gently stroked the hem of his clothes, and immediately someone appropriately sent the "treasure" chair decorated with various colors of spirit stones, and there were people next to him who quietly put on the table, cups and plates.

An hour is not a long time, and soon the appointed time will come, but the sturdy man who has been deeply involved in the prohibition has not yet stepped out of that prohibition. Liu Bai couldn't sit still, he stood up with his eyebrows tightly locked, and whispered in the ear of an entourage for a while, and after a while, he saw a team of more than 100 Punishment Hall monks enter the prohibition in a compact formation.

These monks are improvised "death squads", who have offended him for various reasons, and fell into Liu Baizhi's calculations a long time ago, only to use them as cannon fodder this time.

Before these more than 100 monks entered the prohibition group, they saw that this large area of prohibition was centered on the two courtyards in the backyard of Najin Hall, and gradually lost its light like ripples. The sturdy man with a bronze mirror all over his body walked out quickly, but his whole body was bloodstained and gray-faced, as if he had experienced a life-and-death battle.

Seeing that the ban was lifted, Liu Baizhi no longer had patience, he flew up and fell into the courtyard, with a wave of his big hand, the entire courtyard collapsed, and the monks urged the clouds and rain to rain.

When the dust cleared, there was no half-figure.

"Search! Search for me! Dig three feet into the ground, and you have to take out the little bastard named Yin San'er for me! Ahem! Ahem! Liu Baizhi was too excited, and when he shouted loudly, he choked himself.

Yin San'er had just left the Najin Hall compound from the underground at the moment, and Zuo Hanlin deliberately left Yin San'er this way out, just because he was afraid that after he left, Liu Baizhi would come to find trouble.

Yin San'er had just drilled out of the ground, when he suddenly heard the sound of the bronze mirror shattering, and someone not far away shouted: "Over there!" He secretly said badly, and hurriedly unfolded his body, trying to quickly move away from this place.

Yin San'er was running, and suddenly there was something strange in the wind behind him, and he hurriedly jumped up and took advantage of the low wall next to him, and rushed out more than ten zhang away. The sword light in the rear was like rain, falling one after another. Yin San'er forcibly operated Zhou Tiandan's Ding Jue, and suddenly accelerated and rushed out, and before he landed, he saw a big net hood. He tore hard, but only a few ropes were broken. With the passage of the "receive" method, the whole net suddenly tightened, and there were many hooks embedded in the net, and when it was suddenly tightened, it was easy to tear open the clothes and hook into the flesh. Before he could curse, a big foot fell from the sky, and he didn't know anything when it was dark in front of him.

I don't know how long it has been, Yin San'er woke up and found himself in a prison cell, his neck was bound by a cold iron ring, and his whole body spiritual power could not be urged. He forcibly urged the spiritual power, and found that the spiritual power was not gone, but was isolated by something he didn't know, and before he could think about it, the iron ring around his neck suddenly tightened, the air could not be inhaled, and a feeling of suffocation suddenly hit.

He clutched the hoop hard, but he still couldn't breathe, and after a while, his face turned red and his tongue came out. The iron ring suddenly relaxed again, Yin San'er fell to his knees, breathing heavily in the dirty air, knowing that this iron ring was afraid that it was a magic weapon to isolate spiritual power, as long as he tried to mobilize spiritual power, he would make the iron ring tighten.

Yin San'er only then began to look around, only to see that there were arm-thick iron fences all around, and the situation inside the prison could be seen clearly from the outside of the prison. The sides of his cell were empty, no one else was being held, and no jailers were on the lookouts. After shouting a few times, he could only hear echoes in the distance, but no one paid attention to it, he couldn't help but be angry, and smashed his fist on the iron fence, several iron rods bent in response, and one of them broke directly.

"The strength is not cut off!" Yin San'er forcibly resisted the urge to laugh, but he was a person who didn't know the original holy way and majored in spells, and few people practiced the body, and this was just a mortal iron prison for ordinary monks, how could he stop a monster like him who had been strengthened by spider slime all over his body.

Yin San'er quietly touched out of the prison cell and walked forward under the guidance of the dim light, but did not encounter anyone along the way. After walking for a long time, I heard someone talking in front of me.

"Our brothers are unlucky enough! It was already our turn to rest, but we just caught a little fart kid from Najin Hall! A strong man was grumbling, and he threw up his head and drank a glass of wine.

"Shhhh Don't say anything more! Too much talk can make you lose it all! Haven't heard of it? A middle-aged man with thief eyebrows and rat-eyed eyes hurriedly said. He sat down opposite the strong man, and then leaned over and whispered, "Last night, the mountain didn't stop, do you know what's going on?" ”。

"I don't know! I just heard about it today! I went to the Spring House last night! Hey! The thin man immediately became interested, "Is it related to Najin Hall?" ”

"That's right! I heard that last night, the left hall master made a big fuss in the back mountain and killed more than ten elders in a row...... Who knows what crazy the old guy is doing......" The young man in the eyes of the thief said in a low voice, and he didn't forget to look left and right, as if he was afraid that others would hear it.