"What's the ancient tower in the middle?" Chen Ping asked Sister Xiyue beside him.

"Just check it out."

Throughout the spacious cave house, a simple stone pagoda stands quietly in the central area, and three small sub-pagodas stand around the stone pagoda.

When Chen Ping walked over, he saw that there was an ancient tower guardian sitting in front of each of the three sub-towers.

Then, it was clear that they were not guarding the ancient tower at the moment.

It's sabotage.

It is not the destruction of brute force.

They were continuously injecting spiritual power into the three sub-pagodas, and they were chanting words. It can be seen that it is performing a certain secret method.

All three of them closed their eyes tightly, their bodies were covered in white mist, and layers of fine sweat oozed from their foreheads.

Behind them, two monks each stood by their side.

As the sub-tower continued to infuse them with spiritual power, a stone bell visible to the naked eye in the tower vibrated non-stop, making a dull crashing sound.

The entire sub-tower seemed to be shaking.

Further out, many monks stared nervously at the ancient pagoda, as if they wanted to see through what secrets were hidden inside.

"Oh, I saw a section of the tower in the middle of the ancient tower flashing again. Almost, just a pity. ”

"yes, the flash time is too short to see what's inside."

"There's not much time left."

“.”

The monks on the periphery whispered, and shook their heads with a sigh.

Chen Ping saw the ancient pagoda in the middle, and whenever the sub-pagoda shook the most, its tower body would flash once.

Not a flash, exactly.

Instead, the bluestone tower becomes transparent at that moment, allowing a glimpse of the inside of the tower.

It's a pity that this time is too short to see clearly.

"What's in the tower?" Chen Ping turned around and transmitted the sound of the master beside him, Xiyue.

Xiyue looked at the ancient tower calmly, and the ancient well did not wave:

"I don't know. But what is certain is that this ancient tower is related to the blockade of the passage from the demon world to the human world, and it has a lot to do with it. As soon as I arrived at this dungeon, the feeling became stronger and stronger, and the closer I got to this ancient tower, the stronger it became. ”

"You can't be wrong with that."

Chen Ping was stunned by Xiyue.

Since it is a 'channel confinement', why does Xiyue, as the provider of confinement, say 'I don't know'?

It's impossible to be a confinement donor, and you haven't even seen the passage confinement, right?

Perhaps seeing through Chen Ping's doubts, Xiyue said:

"Don't look at your master like that, the passage of Xizhou is completely different from this ancient pagoda here. The secret methods of their spells are also unheard of to me. ”

Chen Ping thought about it and asked again:

"Is there a lot of confinement in such passages?"

"I don't know. The information between the channel confinement and the channel confinement is not exchanged, perhaps for the sake of safety, so as not to be wiped out, after all, it is a matter of the safety of the entire human world. To tell you the truth, before entering the Canglan Grassland, this seat only knew that there was a passage in the Ethereal Continent, and didn't even know that there was a second one here. Xiyue said.

"As a imprisoned provider, you are equivalent to putting half of your life on it. As a result, such important information is not secretly inquired? Chen Ping was surprised.

This is not at all like the style of a Yuanying Zhenjun.

Judging from the fact that he has been in contact with Xiyue for so long, Xiyue is not the kind of person who owes IQ.

On the contrary, she is very smart and transparent.

"What's the matter?" Xiyue was a little coquettish because Chen Ping had found out her mistake, and glanced at Chen Ping. Having said that, he replied:

"As my late master said, I'm a kind of inheritance as a prisoner."

"What if your master shakes you?"

"What is a dangling point?"

"It's a lie."

"Then will you shake your father and mother?"

"Yes. See if there's any benefit. ”

Chen Ping felt that his instep had been stomped again.

Ay.

This.

Not to mention the rest, as a imprisoned provider, when it comes to the time when it really needs to come in handy, I don't know what I don't know.

What do you want?

But.

What Xi Yue said is not unreasonable, if this is really a passage between the demon realm and the human realm, then maybe there is a third or fourth, then the means of imprisoning these passages will definitely not be exactly the same.

Otherwise, it is really broken in one place, broken everywhere.

Chen Ping originally wanted to ask what would happen if the confinement of this passage was broken? But thinking that Xiyue had always thought that there was only one passage in the Ethereal Continent, most of them didn't know what impact breaking a passage would have on the overall situation.

It's even more impossible to figure out the correlation between the various channels.

However, one thing is for sure, this passage is intact, which means that Chi Liang most likely did not enter the human world from here.

There are other places.

Chen Ping took a turn around the cave, looked at the sculptures and murals on the periphery for a while, and there was nothing unique about them, and then returned to the ancient tower in the center of the cave again.

When I came over, I happened to see a familiar figure, that is, one of the six monks who were interested in treasure hunting just now.

A foundation-building monk.

“… Predecessor. Seeing Chen Ping coming over, the foundation building monk made a salute.

Chen Ping nodded in response, but he didn't see the other five, so he casually asked, "What about the others?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the Tsukiji monk suddenly turned red:

"The seniors, they all, didn't come back, I waited in a tunnel and encountered an attack array, and the juniors walked at the end and didn't step in. They all died there, including the younger brothers and sisters. ”

"The younger generation is incompetent."

Chen Ping froze.

Although he had already seen the danger of the underground palace, he was still slightly shocked when he heard that five Dao friends were dying at the same time.

That's a team of two Jindan.

Although he didn't know each other, he still felt sorry for those fellow Daoists.

The underground palace here is really full of hidden mysteries, not only evil, demon beasts, but also formations.

At the same time, I am also glad that I was paying attention everywhere and did not run around. If he really strayed into some high-level formations, even if he was a formation mage, he was not sure that he would be able to come out.

Ay.

I don't know how many people have folded in this underground palace.

I'm afraid that there will be more evil here.

"Fellow Daoists, what's the situation? Found a clue? Without waiting for Chen Ping to talk more, a neutral voice came.

As soon as Chen Ping turned around, he saw Jiang Youwei rushing out of the dark passage and walking to the center of the cave almost instantly.

"Chief." *N

Everyone hurriedly gave up their hands, and when they saw Jiang Youwei, one of the four leaders, come in, their morale was greatly boosted for a while.

Jiang Youwei looked at the ancient tower and snorted:

"The old man is late."

He intently sensed a breath and walked behind a monk who was performing a secret spell:

"It's too late, let the old man come."

He pointed at the back of the monk who cast the spell, and with a shake of his figure, the two of them completed the reversal of positions.

During this period, the spiritual power line of casting spells on the sub-tower has not been interrupted, which is equivalent to a seamless connection.

"Ha~" Jiang Youwei roared, and the line of spiritual power that entered Zitao suddenly increased and thickened.

"It's been a hundred years, the old man can't wait another hundred years, the old man just wants to go back to the Tiannan Continent. A hundred years ago, the old man came here but returned in vain, this time, let the old man see what is hidden in the middle of this ancient tower. ”

"Ha~"

With a loud roar, the pillar of light increased again.

Seeing this, the other two casters also gave it a go, giving it their all.

Guta suddenly shone brightly.

Chen Ping subconsciously activated the Golden Tortoise Shell Technique, and at the same time decisively retreated a few feet.

Xiyue beside her almost manifested the defensive layer at the same time, and while protecting herself, she extended the defensive layer in an attempt to block Chen Ping, only to find that there was no Chen Ping around her, and looked back.

I saw that Chen Ping was already a few feet away.

She looked back at Guta speechlessly.

In fact, it was not only Chen Ping who retreated, but at that moment just now, many monks chose to retreat.

This is a normal reaction.

But Chen Ping couldn't care about these at the moment, he stared at the ancient tower body tightly.

The shining light of the ancient tower became brighter and brighter, and the tower body became more and more transparent.

He saw a severed arm floating inside the transparent tower.

A black, severed arm.

… It's really a passage from the demon world to the human world.

Chen Pingyu remembered that Xiyue once said that after the battle of the ancients, the Demon Ancestor was killed, and his body was divided into parts, becoming one of the mediums of the imprisoned channel.

…… Isn't it just a broken arm in front of you?

On the transparent Qingyan Tower, rows of runes shining with golden light appeared.

Spooky and gorgeous.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the ancient tower, and even the three spellcasters stood up, fixing on the transparent tower.

"Leader, is that broken arm hiding the secret of getting out of the Canglan grassland, do you want to smash the ancient tower?" Someone shouted.

"Smashed?" Jiang Youwei stared at the ancient tower: "If you can break it, you still have to wait until now?" ”

"So what to do?"

"Time is running out, memorize those runes first. Division of labor, the old man remembers the first ten columns, Lao He, you remember the eleventh to fifteenth columns,......" Jiang Youwei quickly divided the labor for several ancient tower guardians.

Chen Ping also carefully read the runes, the words of these runes were not like the ancient texts next to the picture of the beautiful girl coming out of the bath.

Rather, they are runes that resemble runes.

… A ban on the severing arm?

Chen Ping couldn't figure out these things for the time being, so he could only record these runes vividly.

Runes are not as regular as words are easy to remember, many lines are interlaced and complicated, the spacing between runes and runes, the thickness of rune lines, etc., will affect the effect of rune prohibition, and you need to memorize it at all.

Suddenly.

The broken arm in the tower shook slowly, and just as everyone was attracted to look at it, a coercion centered on the broken arm rippled in an instant.

"Bang!"

The ripples of coercion scattered.

Several foundation-building monks were caught off guard, and they were suddenly thrown away by coercion, hitting the cave wall behind them.

The sculpture collapsed.

A few Jin Dan in the field even knelt down all at once, and the rest of Jin Dan was also struggling to support.

Chen Ping released his powerful spiritual power at that moment. Fortunately, he stood far enough to barely resist the coercion.

What a strong coercion.

is not only strong, but also has a sense of willpower oppression that makes people bow down and surrender.

Before everyone could react, a deep voice came from the severed arm:

"Zhao Changxing, you're here!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Ping felt that the voice seemed to be coming towards him, and that dull sigh shook his heart numb.

It's like a soul torture.

This was just the sound of a broken arm, but it was far more direct to the Yuan Shen than the sigh that had been chilled at the beginning.

'Zhao Changxing, you're here. ’…… This prosaic greeting kept echoing in the bottom of his heart, and he was so shocked that his soul was not clear.

Zhao Changxing?

Who is it?

Not only Chen Ping, but everyone heard this dull voice.

They all had the same idea, that is, who Zhao Changxing was.

A Jindan monk and Jiang Youwei glanced at each other, stepped forward and said:

"Well, I'm Zhao Changxing."

As soon as the words fell, Monk Jin Dan suddenly flew out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in the air. Even though a few Jindan monks were quick and tried to pull him in the first place, they still couldn't stop him from hitting the cave wall with a "bang", and a burst of rubble splashed everywhere.

"You're not Zhao Changxing!" The severed arm let out another sigh:

"You're too weak, you've just learned the same kendo as him and comprehended a little bit of it."

Everyone looked at the Jindan monk who vomited blood.

Only Chen Ping took two steps back again.

This time, even though he used the Soul Whip and the Immortal Soul Splitting Technique to protect himself, the question still hit his heart and made his scalp tingle.

Only he knew that the severed arm was not talking about the blood-spewing monk.

It's him.

This kind of soul-like conversation can't be faked.

Chen Ping even seemed to see the phantom of a golden toad floating on the broken arm for a moment.

Demon Clan?

Chen Ping was shocked.

Didn't you say it was the Demon Ancestor?

Who is Zhao Changxing?

But when he fixed his eyes this time, the phantom had disappeared. Chen Ping didn't know if his soul was attacked and he hallucinated.

"Senior, we have no intention of disturbing, we just want to get out of the Canglan grassland, and ask my seniors to help me wait. The grace of helping each other should be remembered by the younger generations for the rest of their lives. Jiang Youwei stepped forward and saluted.

"Canglan Grassland? Where is it? Broken Arm asked.

It's like questioning, it's more like asking yourself.

In the confusion of everyone, you look at me and I look at you, the broken arm made another sound:

"Who am I? Where am I? ”

"Zhao Changxing, who are you?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was blindfolded.

Chen Ping was also blindfolded.

You don't even know who Zhao Changxing is, how do you remember this name? Remember the meaning of this sword?

"Senior ......"

Jiang Youwei still wanted to speak, but at this moment, the cave wall began to vibrate violently, and the attraction appeared in an instant.

Chen Ping expected it and knew that the time had come.

He took one last glance at the severed arm and the runes, layering them on a layer of defense.

The next breath.

He found himself back on the surface, in the valley where the mysterious ruins were located.

There are still some monks in the valley who are fighting the monsters, but it is clear that the monsters have begun to gain the upper hand.

"Fellow Daoists, there is no need to fight and retreat. Return by the road you came. Jiang Youwei shouted.

"Master, don't kill, retreat." Chen Ping saw that Xiyue in the distance was still hitting the demon beasts one by one, and hurriedly transmitted the sound.

This cheap master is addictive, isn't it?

After speaking, Chen Ping no longer paid attention to others, and quickly retreated back along the road he came.

It can be seen that not all of them have fallen into the dungeon, but a considerable number of monks are still fighting on the ground, and the other two leaders who cast spells with Jiang Youwei to break the formation have never appeared in the dungeon from beginning to end, and they seem to have a clear division of labor.

But after such a long time, the wasteland has been alarmed by demon beasts and rushed to come, and the situation has been reversed.

The mortality rate of monks on the ground is probably not less than that of the underground palace.

Chen Ping saw that there were not many people rushing back at this time.

I'm afraid there will be heavy losses in this battle.

(End of chapter)