At the top of the mountain, thick clouds rolled, like a thunderclap.

Zhu Gang and the other guests were all stunned, and after a moment, Xie Xiaosong exclaimed: "Someone is fighting? ”

Xie Xiaosong has been making movies for a long time, and the sound of the sword exchange is much more acute than Zhu Gangdu, and the sound coming from all directions is deafening, and there are countless swords and swords hidden in it.

Zhu Gang was surprised: "This is also the content of the disciple's trial?" What is this test? ”

Can it also test whether the new disciples have the noble sentiment of helping others?

The question is - "Even if we want to help others and want to help, I'm afraid the only thing we can help is to hide away ourselves, don't let the bigwigs have to worry about when facing danger, don't go down and kill the enemy with one move, and send us all to the Yama Palace." ”

Mu Qingyun silently handed the safety rope to Zhu Gang: "Brother, you take care of everyone." ”

Zhu Gang: "Sister, I, I'm a little panicked." ”

The others did not panic, but only looked up at the sky and the mountains, and even forgot that they were also in danger at this moment.

"Wow!"

"Oh my god!"

Mu Qingyun nodded at Zhu Gang, jumped up, grabbed the mountain wall next to him, flew up, and ran away along the mountain wall.

Everyone thought for a moment that they were hallucinating, how could someone run faster on the mountain wall than on the flat ground.

Countless plants, vines, and animals spread out the moment she walked, clearing a passage for her.

There is even a large area of trees, and the branches are stretched out on both sides in unison, so as not to block her steps, and it also leads to the direction in which they are, and the situation captured by the camera, if it is shown to the public, everyone will definitely feel that they are seeing the special effects of the movie.

Countless thoughts flashed through Zhu Gang's mind for a moment, when he was very young, the stories that his grandfather had told him full of incredible fantasies seemed to have changed from stories to real people and real stories in this moment.

When the real masters in the story fight, they can shake the mountains and move the ground.

At this time, the mountains and forests were shaking, and the dust and sand brought up by Mu Qingyun and Mu were overwhelmingly lethal.

The guests who were trapped halfway up the mountain were all amazed, but Mu Qingyun was stabbed in the head by the sense of crisis that came to his face at this moment.

Passing through the lush woods, all the way up, running to the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye, you can turn your head and look around, except for the faint sound of wind and thunder, the whole mountain forest is very ordinary at first glance, it is Baiyun Mountain, Baiyun Peak looked like it used to be, and you can't see the senior brother at all.

"Senior Brother Xiaolou!"

Mu Qingyun was angry and dantian, and suddenly burst out with a shout.

Thundered!

It seems to be thundering, but the sun is hanging in the sky, white clouds are fluttering, and clouds and mist are around.

"Senior Brother Xiaolou!"

"Let's go!"

Suddenly, there was a scolding in the air.

Mu Qingyun was stunned for a moment - this was not the voice of Senior Brother Xiaolou, it was clearly the voice of 'Mr. Qiao'.

With this voice, Mu Qingyun finally saw a strange ripple appear in the air, and she immediately felt that this ripple was particularly familiar.

It seems to be a bit like a method that she learned from her dreams and carefully studied, without a name, and later Zhuo Shi gave her a name, called 'Hell is not empty'.

When she was in Baiyunmen, she had many big dreams, most of which she only remembered sporadically when she woke up, and sometimes she could learn some strange methods.

Mu Qingyun was surprised at first, but then she didn't take it to heart, her life is a script, since it is a script, no matter how bizarre it is, it is not strange.

Hell is not empty is a formation she has learned.

In the dream, this formation was shrouded in a grand feast, and the formation was drunk and dreamed of death, and the scene outside the formation was not noticed at all.

Mu Qingyun once took some people in a dream, tinkering with the formation little by little, and also participated in the teaching by the way, and left this memory after waking up.

It's just that the heavenly and earthly treasures used in the dream array, she doesn't have the same in her hand, only those runes like ghost painting talismans can be used, so she tried to study it in depth, and used her own golden finger to the extreme, and finally tossed out a lot of formations, the most powerful and the most difficult, is 'Hell is not empty', there are some characteristics of the original formation, and even monsters can be bound.

In the later period, the martial arts people of the Ming Dynasty fought monsters, and their favorite way to play was to set up an ambush, first arrange the formation of 'hell is not empty', and then lead the monsters in, close the door and beat the dogs, no, it is to close the door and grind the dogs, and grind the monsters to death little by little.

It's just that this method is indeed a bit passive, and there are very few people who can arrange the formation, except for Mu Qingyun, only a few high-level masters who practiced Taoist exercises in his generation can barely do it.

The arranged formation can't be moved, but the monsters are living creatures, and those who don't have IQ are fine, but some of them are very cunning, and they don't want to lead to the trap, so they obediently drill into the trap themselves.

Those who get into it will also resist, this formation is not absolutely solid, and it is also possible to break free, and if you break free, it will be a catastrophe.

But no matter how you think about it, in that environment, human beings are so small, and monsters are endless, and the emergence of any kind of effective weapon is a good thing for human beings.

Mu Qingyun sank his face, his eyes looked around little by little, but his heart was even more shocked.

She could see that there was a formation on the mountain, similar to Hell not empty, but more like a simplified version of the formation she had seen in her dreams.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the louder the wind and thunder, the more solemn Mu Qingyun's face became, and the surrounding ripples flickered more and more.

"Mu Qingyun, retreat!"

Suddenly, there was another terrible and shrill shout in midair.

The entire mountain began to shake, Mu Qingyun raised his eyes and looked around, his face suddenly changed greatly, he jumped down, and the whole person pounced on Zhu Gang and other guests.

Zhu Gang and the others were stunned as Mu Qingyun stretched out his hand in mid-air, the vines on the side of the mountain were flying, and the branches happened to be delivered to her, and with a little bit of strength, she flew from the top of the mountain to the front of her.

"Mu-"

Click.

As soon as he spit out a word, Zhu Gang heard a strange cracking sound in his ears, and a huge head appeared in front of him, he didn't see what was in front of him at all, he only smelled a fishy smell, and then it was a bloody mouth.

Finished!

I couldn't say a word, the only thought was to die.

The fishy stench had already reached his face, and the next second when Zhu Gang was about to die, Mu Qingyun finally arrived, stepped on it, and kicked the big head with a bang.

"Mu, Mu, what's that?"

As soon as Mu Qingyun landed, the whole person immediately froze with a solemn expression.

Zhu Gang couldn't see the head that almost killed him now, he could only see Mu Qingyun leaning against a transparent, invisible wall, and only the slight rhythm of his body indicated the existence of this wall.

The others had no idea what was going on, and it took a while for them to come back to their senses and look at them in horror: "What the hell was that just now?" ”

Xiao Lingyi, who has always been steady, has a trilling voice in her voice. (End of chapter)