85_85826 In the battle with Wu Ning, Sun Ang's consumption was not small, so he cautiously walked towards the exit, and at the same time was vigilant for whether there were people around him to sneak attack.

After walking for more than ten miles, the surroundings were normal, and suddenly a figure was left between the trees and stones, lurking there motionlessly, silently hiding a qiē fluctuation, and even Sun Ang's spiritual sense failed to find him.

Sun Ang's body was soaring, and with the Tiger Sword in his hand, he was already ready to deal with the sudden attack.

But the other party didn't move at all, still lurking quietly.

Sun Ang wondered for a while: Isn't the target me?

He cautiously continued to follow the original route, since the goal was not himself, then it was good to pass by himself. Not long after walking over, Sun Ang frowned, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

He rushed to the man, who was still lying there motionless, and he dragged the man up, and sure enough, he was dead!

"No wonder I didn't even notice it, it turned out to be just a dead man. He muttered to himself.

This person was familiar to him, and he was indeed one of the seventeen disciples who came in together, and he died in a terrible state, his chest seemed to have been hollowed out by some violent beast with its claws, and there was a grayish-black glow near the wound.

Sun Ang sighed secretly, the hunting ground is like this, the prey is not just a violent beast. Sometimes, in turn, humans can become prey, and beasts become hunters.

Hunting tournaments are not often used because they are too uncontrollable and have great losses in personnel.

Waste utilization, Sun Ang searched the person's body, and sure enough, he found two first-order beast condensations and some spirit pills. The number of first-order beast condensations on his body also reached twenty-nine.

Having buried the body, he continued to return.

After walking for dozens of miles, he suddenly stopped, and a corpse hung high on a thick branch.

Sun Ang felt something unusual. He looked around vigilantly, and then slowly approached, and after confirming that there was no ambush around, he took down the corpse, and sure enough, it was a companion again, and the tragic condition of the wound was exactly the same as the previous one, except that this time the wound was replaced in the left rib, almost piercing his entire chest!

"Could it be that there is a violent beast that specializes in hunting the participating disciples?" As soon as this speculation came out, it was overturned by Sun Ang himself.

The hunting ground of the annex is not a natural hunting ground, and the Yayuan fragments here are very small, and they are artificially opened, just to maintain this hunting ground. The violent beasts in the hunting ground are all caught and released from other places, and the strongest is only a second-order violent beast, so it is unlikely that they have such wisdom.

When Sun Ang frowned and thought about it, he didn't notice that the surroundings gradually became dark.

Although it had already begun to get dark, the dimming seemed to be a little too fast.

When he suddenly woke up, the trees dozens of feet away had become blurred, and the distant mountains were even more invisible.

Sun Ang immediately drew his Tiger Snatching Sword and was on full alert.

But then there was no movement, he sensed that something was going strange, and quickly took the three first-order beast condensations and spirit pills on this corpse, and he left quickly.

He hadn't gone far before he found himself completely lost.

It was getting darker and darker, and the strange gray fog made it impossible to make out the direction at all. He thought about it, found a big tree and quietly went up, held his breath, minimized the functions of his whole body, and lurked like a hibernating lizard.

He didn't know exactly what was going on, but he knew danger was coming!

Don't expect to go out today, even if you lose the qualifiers, it's better than losing your life.

It was completely dark, Sun Ang always maintained a high degree of vigilance, and suddenly a terrible scream came from the dark distance, Sun Ang was not surprised, but sighed secretly.

He began to worry about Long Jianye in his heart, that kid was reckless, and he didn't know if he could escape in this situation.

......

Several people in Gan Xinghe were already sweating profusely.

He asked eagerly, "How's it going, is there still no way to open the entrance?"

Several guards held a small sigil in their hands, and tried many times, but the Mahayana sigil that sealed the entrance to the hunting ground never responded.

"The situation of the adults is not good, I'm afraid that a terrible change has happened in the hunting ground!"

Gan Xinghe almost scolded: Do you still need to say this? Lao Tzu can't see it! He was also flustered, the seventeen people who entered were the best among the junior disciples of the Tenglong Martial Academy, if they were all buried inside, the Tenglong Martial Academy would definitely face the dilemma of having no successor.

Junior disciples are not recruited every year, in fact, the three major martial arts academies are like this, and they are held every three years. The three classes of disciples span nine years.

In other words, it is very likely that the three years of hard work of the Tenglong Martial Academy will be buried in it.

"Is there any news from the person sent to ask the dean for help?" asked Gan Xinghe.

Someone on the side estimated the time: "If nothing else, he should have just found His Excellency the Dean, but the Dean is not a talisman master, and if he wants to break this Mahayana talisman seal, he has to invite a clever talisman master, and this time is ......."

He doesn't need to go on, and everyone knows what it means.

First of all, the rune master is the same as the creator, it is very rare, and secondly, even if it is found, whether people are willing to come or not is to say it. Even if it comes, it may not be possible to crack this Mahayana sigil, but it is not clear how long it will take.

All the people were worried.

Gan Xinghe was unlucky, he was too good to be a mentor, what did he have to do to get involved in the affairs of Wu Ning and Sun Ang?

......

Sun Ang sensed that something was wrong.

In the depths of that darkness, there seemed to be some power calling to itself. He subconsciously felt that this was a trap, so he held back strongly.

But that feeling is getting stronger.

He endured and endured, but then this feeling made his blood float, and there was no way to lurk with peace of mind. He thought about it, it was better to seize the initiative in his own hands.

The sword of the tiger is in hand, and the swallowtail crossbow is ready.

It's a pity that the Liantai Jade Seal has been completely consumed, otherwise there would be one more means to save your life.

He slid down the trunk of the tree, following his senses, lurking along the way. He believed that even a martial artist in the late stage of the Destiny Spirit Realm would not find himself.

"Whew-" He quietly exhaled a breath and picked up the mental method of "Dragon Vein Gathering Qi", lighting up several acupuncture points around his eyes, wanting to see if he could see more clearly in such a dark night.

I didn't expect to try this time, and I was able to really see the distance of about ten zhang by mistake.

And that gray mist seems to have the effect of blocking spiritual sense. Originally, Sun Ang's spiritual sense had been suppressed by the intelligent perception of the surrounding range of five zhang, but now that he can see ten zhang clearly, the range of spiritual sense has expanded to about fifteen zhang.

Although it is far from the past, it also gives him an extra ability to protect himself in such a strange and dangerous environment.

Suddenly, Sun Ang sensed something, stopped suddenly, and quietly hid behind a big rock and lurked.

A black shadow flashed from his field of vision, quickly swept in another direction, and soon rushed out of Sun Angling's senses, nowhere to be found.

Sun Ang didn't see the man's face clearly, but he was very sure that he was not a disciple.

"Who else has come in?" The entrance to the hunting ground is guarded, and the entire hunting ground is shrouded in a Mahayana sigil, so it is said that no one should sneak in.

The man apparently didn't notice Sun Ang, and after waiting for a moment, he continued on his way.

About the time of the meal, from the direction where the black shadow had disappeared just now, a scream came again. The darkness that was originally dead and silent was torn apart with a scream, which made it even more terrifying.

Sun Ang gritted his teeth and became more and more cautious.

After walking for another half an hour, Sun Ang's spiritual sense moved slightly, and there seemed to be something in front of him. He crept closer, and several strange stone pillars appeared in his field of vision.

The stone pillars are arranged in a regular manner, with some strange patterns carved on them. It seems that the way it is placed and the pattern are combined, and it has some kind of special power.

It's just that the materials used for these stone pillars are bluestone that can be found everywhere.

He walked around several stone pillars that blocked his view, and saw a dark shadow behind him, holding a short sword in his hand—the weapon of one of the disciples of the seventeen contestants—who was carving a stone pillar.

Sun Ang recalled that the two corpses he had encountered before had all the items on them, but there were no weapons.

The black shadow looked somewhat similar to that of a human, except that its skin was as black as ink, and its hands and feet were as sharp as the claws of a wild beast.

The claws immediately reminded Sun Ang of the wounds on the two corpses.

"Demon Clan!" Sun Ang exclaimed in his heart.

Although he had never seen a demon race, no one in the entire human race could not recognize him. But how did the demons appear here? Recently, there has been no great war between the two races.

Sun Ang had a guess in his heart: Yayuan Shard.

The demon carved a stone pillar, put down the short sword, and erected the stone pillar with force. When the stone pillar was placed in a specific position, Sun Ang clearly felt that the gray fog around him seemed to be a little thicker—he judged by the gray fog on the limitations of his spiritual sense.

The demon suddenly turned around, as if sensing something, and a pair of dark blue eyes with a vigilant and murderous glow, repeatedly searched around, but in the end, he found nothing.

After the stone pillars were placed, they immediately went to the side to get new materials and prepared to continue making the stone pillars.

But no sooner had his hand touched the stone than a boulder the size of a bull slammed into him. Just now, Sun Ang had quietly hidden behind this pile of boulders.

The demons retreated again and again, their bodies agile and flexible, which was incredible. He twisted at an almost impossible angle, and then the tip of his sword flicked against the boulder, which changed direction and flew to the side with a snort.

"Four or two thousand pounds!"

Sun Ang's hand was fast, relying on his divine power to crush Long Jianye, and one by one the boulders flew out.

However, only half of these boulders were smashed into the demons, and the other half were going straight to Stonehenge. Sun Ang had already seen that those Stonehenges were of great significance to the demons, but they had little defense.

Sure enough, the demon clan's face changed greatly, and after hurriedly dodging a few boulders that smashed at him, he immediately went to Stonehenge to rescue.

Even for this reason, he did not hesitate to bear the bombardment of a boulder.

Boom! His claws pressed two palm prints on the boulder, and on his left cheek, a strange pattern bloomed like an epiphany.

His strength suddenly increased a lot, and he forced the boulder to stop.

(Ask for a ticket first, a small long holiday, I'm still working hard to code words, it's really Labor Day.) ）。