Ye Qingfeng put away his spear and suddenly said to Duan De, "You come."

Liu Jing Mouse Wang Qi Qi looked at Duan De.

Duan De said, "I'll come, I'll come."

As he spoke, he was sent out of the Emperor by Ye Qingfeng.

He first deliberately dressed it, blocked the exposed skin tightly, and even put a pair of transparent lenses on his eyes.

This outfit is better than Xihe, who is dressed in black.

Finally, Duan De cautiously took out a small black medicine bottle from his sleeve.

Liu Jing Mouse King, of course, was wide-eyed and watched Duan De's performance.

Duan De wore a layer of silver-white ice silk in his hand, held the small medicine bottle tightly, unscrewed the cap of the bottle with a "pop", and took a special small silver needle, which was dipped in the bottle.

A black, viscous liquid stained the silver needle.

Duan De was very cautious, his fat fingers pinched the silver needle tightly, and stabbed towards the stone gate.

"Wow!"

Something amazing happened.

As soon as the silver needle approached the stone door, a scorching heat came out.

This time, the mouse king saw that his scalp was numb.

Such a hard stone door, the spear could not be pierced, but a small silver needle, stained with a little black liquid, directly pierced a small hole.

"Shhhh Liu Jing gasped and couldn't help but say, "You have such a powerful corrosive liquid, why didn't you take out the old ones earlier?"

Duan De stopped for a moment and replied in a low voice:

"It's because this corrosive liquid is so powerful that it's rare in the world, that I'm reluctant to take it out. This kind of thing, if it weren't for the quasi-emperor's tomb, I wouldn't be willing to use it!"

"That's right, that's right!"

The Willow Spirit Mouse King nodded fiercely, such a powerful corrosive liquid, I am afraid that even the bone Aotian will have to be corroded.

Ye Qingfeng didn't interject, and was always on guard around.

Duan De wore special gloves and carefully pierced the stone wall with silver needles.

Don't look at Duan De's fatness, his appearance is rough, and his hands and feet are rough, but he handles these things with extra meticulousness and patience, just like a little girl embroidering.

The silver needle, which could be stretched and shortened, was stained with black liquid, and continued to stab into the stone door.

Black gas came out of the stone gate.

Despite wearing a special mask, Duan De turned his head sideways to avoid the black qi.

On the stone door, a hole with the size of a needle's eye appeared, and the hole continued to extend inside, extending to a depth of about three feet, Duan De had a feeling in his hand, feeling that the silver needle was about to pierce the stone door.

"It's done!"

Duan De was happy, but he was also very cautious, he turned sideways, did not face the small hole, only hid behind the five-moving stone door, and then cautiously pulled out the silver needle.

As a professional, Duan De had already warned that in this high-level dangerous tomb, it was best not to let out even the divine sense.

Because there are some powerful things that can capture the divine consciousness, and then follow the divine consciousness to destroy the entire sea of consciousness of the monk in one fell swoop.

How important it is to know the sea!

Once the sea is destroyed, no matter how powerful you are, you will have to become a fool.

Therefore, Ye Qingfeng was very cautious, and did not put his mind to investigate at the first time.

But Duan De is very precious to those corrosive liquids, so the holes that are corroded are very small, only as small as the eye of a needle, even if he puts his eyeballs at that small hole, and then passes through the three-foot-deep hole, it is difficult to see clearly, behind the stone door, what is hidden.

Ye Qingfeng and Duan De deliberately waited for a while, and only then did they feel a little relieved when they saw that there was no movement behind the stone gate.

If you want to say that such a small hole, you can only find out the reason by probing your divine sense.

But Duan De is not.

"Look at the poor way!"

Duan De gestured to Ye Qingfeng, and then pulled out a slender pipe from his sleeve.

The tube is covered by special lenses at both ends.

From one end of the tube, you can clearly see the other end of the tube

Scenery.

And the tube can also be arbitrarily extended, folded and bent.

"This is equivalent to the jade Ruyi of the snooping world!" Duan Dechong Diding made a lip shape, a short introduction.

Ye Qingfeng bowed slightly: "Worthy of being a professional!"

Duan De smiled, took another deep breath, and pinched the carefully crafted tubular magic weapon in his hand, and poked into the hole.

The front end of the tubular magic weapon, with Duan De's mind, shrunk and sharpened, like the roots of weeds, and gradually extended into the hole.

Duan De's right eye was aimed at the magic weapon, with a hint of joy on his face, pouting his big buttocks, waiting to see the scenery behind the stone gate.

Of course, the Willow Spirit Mouse King was full of prayer and held his breath.

Through the extended tubular magic weapon, the scene in Duan De's right eye gradually became broader.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the scene in Duan De's right eye became extremely open in an instant.

In an instant, it was like thousands of troops, killing into Duan De's right eye!

"Ah, my eyes!"

Duan De suddenly screamed, suddenly closed his eyes, and a line of blood and tears flowed out.

But closing your eyes doesn't seem to be enough.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Qingfeng immediately sacrificed the Heaven Devouring Demon Jar and forcibly put Duan De into the Demon Jar.

In the magic jar, you can't stay for long.

Ye Qingfeng hurried again, poured Duan De out of the magic jar, and threw it into the white jade bottle.

Everything was done in an instant.

But Duan De's screams continued.

"Ah! My brain!"

Duan De held his head and rolled directly in the white jade bottle in pain.

That's Duan De, the strength of the physical body to know the sea, maybe it's still above Xi and Tu Tian.

But at this moment, he held his head and shouted noisily, in pain.

Behind the stone gate, what kind of murderous thing is going on?!

The king of the willow spirit mouse is helpless, this virtue is afraid that it will hurt the soul.

"Up!" Ye Qingfeng suddenly said, "Meditation and Tranquility Divine Comedy!".

The three guqins swarmed up together, forming a circle in the air up and down, constantly making up the sound of flowing water.

The sound of the piano is in the ears, and people are fluttering and intoxicated, as if they are about to lift the sun and soar.

Ye Qingfeng was on the side, quickly carving the array, carving the large array of souls.

Regardless of whether the soul cultivation array is really useful or not, it can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor at this moment.

Ye Qingfeng's cultivation has improved, and his comprehension of the formation method has improved, and the speed of the formation has changed from what it used to be.

With a flash of light, the Soul Nourishing Array was finally carved.

The three guqins were even more impatient than Duan De, and they drilled into the soul cultivation array.

The sharp pain in Duan De's brain was slightly reduced, and he was already able to think hard, and he had already been stunned to enter that big array.

Ye Qingfeng raised his hand and fished Duan De into the big array, helping him.

"Ding~"

"Ding~"

"Ding~"

The rare meditation and contemplation comedy in the world, like the sound of immortals, continues.

The three guqins, in the soul-nourishing array, did their best, played heartily, faintly, and with a hint of joy.

This soul-nourishing array seems to be the best reward and reward for them.

Duan De sat up and crossed his knees in the middle of the formation.

The willow spirit mouse king waited anxiously outside.

Ye Qingfeng also stared at Duan De, hoping that he would survive this catastrophe and know the sea unharmed.