When the dust cleared, Yang Zhao and Zhou Qingdui both saw the vision of this stone platform.

Yang Zhao jumped up from the ground, couldn't help but give Zhou Qingwan a thumbs up, and praised: "Zhou Qingdu, I didn't see that you would break the formation!" What kind of method was it just now, you must teach me when you go out. This is much simpler than the formation-breaking methods taught by those old guys! ”

Zhou Qingwan was a little helpless, and said: "Yang Zhao, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn this method if you want to." ”

Yang Zhao didn't know that this was inextricably linked to Zhou Qingdu's bloodline, and said indifferently: "It's okay, brother, I have a very good understanding!" ”

Zhou Qingdui smiled helplessly.

Yang Zhao took a closer look at the scene of the four elephants appearing together, and frowned: "This seems to be a very ancient formation of the Daomen, it seems to be called the Four Elephants Shouyuan Great Array, I can't remember it clearly." If I'm not mistaken, the key to getting out should be in that maelstrom. Zhou Qingdui, there is one thing I have to say in advance, otherwise you will have to trouble me on Huangquan Road at that time. If we enter that whirlpool, we may get out, but we are more likely to die in it. Are you willing to risk such a result? ”

Zhou Qingwan smiled indifferently after hearing this: "Anyway, staying here is waiting for death, it is better to fight for the hope of this life." ”

Zhou Qingwan has never done such a risky thing, but now if he doesn't gamble, it is very likely that he will never be able to get out again. Zhou Qingwan can only bet his life here now. Scared? The boy was convinced in his heart. But should we retreat and die? The boy shook his head heavily in his heart.

Yang Zhao also smiled after hearing this, and shouted: "It doesn't matter what kind of demons and monsters he is, it is still dangerous, and the master must go out when he comes!" ”

With that, Yang Zhao jumped into the whirlpool of the magic circle without hesitation, turned into a streamer, and disappeared.

This young man in a Taoist robe who has always been a hanger, can be so decisive in the matter of life and death!

Zhou Qingwan pulled out the Burial Immortal Sword inserted in the ground, looked at the sword body that was gradually rusting, and said softly: "Friend, I want to trouble you to accompany me this time again." If you make it out alive, I'll do everything in my power to get you back to where you rightfully are!" ”

The ancient sword that should have been ranked as a holy soldier, at this moment, the sword roared endlessly!

Like an old friend for many years, cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Zhou Qingwan held the Burial Immortal Sword tightly, jumped up, and fell into the whirlpool in the center of the formation.

The expected pain did not appear, and Zhou Qingdui only felt wrapped in a burst of warm energy, as if he was wrapped in a thick quilt on a snowy day.

In front of Zhou Qingdu's eyes, only the four colors of blue, white, yellow, and red light intertwined, converging into a torrent.

The young man clenched the sword in his hand tightly, and slid all the way down in this torrent.

Zhou Qingdui didn't know how long it had been, but when the four-colored light in his eyes dissipated, a young man in a Taoist robe and a dim stone room appeared in his eyes.

The young man in the Taoist robe was Yang Zhao, who entered one step ahead of Zhou Qingdu, and this stone room must be a unique cave hidden under the formation.

Yang Zhao heard a strange noise behind him, turned around, and his eyes were solemn.

"I guessed wrong, it's not a paradise."

Zhou Qingdui shook the sword in his hand, but he didn't care: "Is there any difference between it and the ordinary cave heaven blessed land?" ”

Zhou Qingwan hadn't been to any caves, so he didn't know anything about it.

Yang Zhao took a step back, stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhou Qingdu, and looked at the dim stone room in front of him: "If we encounter the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, there is a high probability that we will not die." And this kind of place similar to the secret realm, it is impossible to say. The caves and blessed lands recorded in ancient books and some of the caves and blessed places I have been to are actually not much different from the world we are in. It can even be said that it is exactly the same. There are also humans like us and monsters who are being fended off outside the borders of the Lotus and Tianqian Domains. It's just that some of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land is different from our cultivation system, but in fact, it's about the same. However, these Cave Heaven Blessed Lands generally have some restrictions on the rules of the Heavenly Dao, for example, the monks there can only cultivate to an extreme realm in the end, which is almost equivalent to the Yuan Shen Realm here of us. But once there, very few people can go any further. But there are also some blessed places where there are no monks at all, and there are almost all mortals. Often in such a blessed land, there are almost all kinds of chances. But when we foreign monks enter, we will also be restricted by that heaven and earth, and we will not be able to use all of our cultivation. Moreover, we must also abide by the rules of heaven and earth, and we can take the opportunity, but we must not change the original trajectory. ”

Zhou Qingwan nodded when he heard this, and then asked, "Isn't it true that many people will enter these caves and blessed lands to seek opportunities?" ”

Yang Zhao shook his head: "Although there are a lot of Cave Heaven Blessed Lands discovered by the Dao Gate and the other two Gates at present, there is often a certain limit on the number of people who can carry them if you want to enter, and these Cave Heaven Blessed Lands are often seized by some big sects or big families for the well-being left by future generations. However, there are also a very small number of people with atmospheric luck who will be brought in by the Heavenly Dao Law in the blessed land outside of these places. ”

After Zhou Qingwan heard this, he thought about it for a while, and probably understood what this so-called Cave Heaven Blessed Land meant.

"And what does this secret realm mean?"

Zhou Qingwan returned to what Yang Zhao said at the beginning.

Yang Zhao frowned and shook his head: "I don't know very well, I've almost never been to this kind of place before. But I've heard those old men in my family say before, and this kind of secret realm is almost always opened up by some big means or major cultivators. It is said that many of them were used by these pioneers to rest or retreat, and if there is some great supernatural person cultivating in this stone room, we are afraid that it will be more than lucky! I estimate that the person who can open up a secret realm in this kind of ghost place should not be weaker than the old man who wore a Taoist robe and ended up using the magical powers of Buddhism. ”

Zhou Qingdui was startled, the cultivation of the old man in the Taoist robe before had felt for him, and the giant Buddha almost brought him a desperate sense of oppression.

Although the two of them had tried their best to cut a few cracks in the giant hand, Zhou Qingdui was sure that if the old man made a full attack, ten of them would not be enough for the old man to fight.

Zhou Qingwan looked down at the sword in his hand, looked up at the entrance of the stone room in front of him, and smiled: "Now that this is the case, do we still have room to retreat?" ”

With that, Zhou Qingdui walked towards the stone room with his sword.

Yang Zhao was stunned and smiled.

"This temperament suits my appetite, and I really didn't see the wrong person."

Yang Zhao helped the knife on his waist, and then walked behind Zhou Qingdu.

In the stone room, there is a long stone passage, and on both sides are hanging candles that have burned for an unknown number of years.

The two of them walked on this stone path, and the wind from nowhere blew their hair, and the more they walked, the more they felt that they were in the tomb of an imperial dignitary hundreds of years ago.

Yang Zhao couldn't help but speak: "There won't be any profound cultivation power buried in this place, right?" It's spooky. ”

Zhou Qingwan looked around, but he felt more and more familiar. Zhou Qingdui had felt this way since he stepped into this stone room, and the walls on both sides of the stone path seemed to look like the mysterious hall that Ye Jing'an had once sent into.

It's just that the aura of the hall is much older than this stone room.

The two of them kept walking like this, at least half of the incense, and finally the long stone road in front of them was no longer there, but there was no candlelight here.

Yang Zhao pinched out a fire talisman and was about to summon his companion fire to illuminate it.

At this time, a bloody light suddenly rushed over, knocking Zhou Qingdu, who was standing in front of him, to the ground.

Zhou Qingwan only felt that his stomach was suddenly clutched by some sharp weapon, and a sharp pain suddenly came. When I looked closely, it was a big bird of unknown size, clutching itself with its sharp claws.

This big bird was covered in black feathers, but its body exuded a bloody aura that was somewhat similar to that of the Nine Evil Dragon Demon, and at this time, it was staring at Zhou Qingdui with a pair of eyes, and was about to peck at Zhou Qingdui.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingdui pointed at the sword, and the Burial Immortal Sword, which fell to the ground with him, jumped up and stabbed towards the blackbird.

The blackbird sensed the approaching sword light and waved its wings.

The feathers scattered, and the flying sword was knocked away. The blackbird had an extra wound on its wing, and it was still dripping blood.

Zhou Qingdui didn't give the black bird a chance to breathe, the true qi in his hand condensed, and a palm print hit the black giant bird's abdomen.

The power of the Yuan Destroying Palm was so great that the black giant bird was directly knocked over.

Zhou Qingdui took advantage of this gap to quickly get up and summon back the flying sword.

At this time, the black giant bird that fell to the ground turned into a charred corpse directly in a burst of firelight, bubbling black gas, and the person who shot it was Yang Zhao, who used the fire control technique exquisitely.

Yang looked at the corpse of the strange bird on the ground, frowned, and said, "This is the Black Feather Blood Eagle?" I've seen it in a cave blessed land before, and it is said that there are also such monsters in the Northern Wilderness Demon Domain. Although a single one is not strong, the common one is almost an ordinary Qi Cultivation Extreme Realm Demon Beast, but I have never seen a black feather blood sculpture as strong as the Blood Evil Qi. It's weird, be careful, the terrifying thing about this monster is that it often haunts in groups. Even a Lingfu Realm cultivator would have to suffer a lot against a group of black feather blood eagles. If you are not careful, you will even die here. ”

After Zhou Qingdui heard this, his face also became solemn.

Sure enough, not long after Yang Zhao finished speaking, the bloody aura in the air gradually became thicker, and then a group of black feather blood eagles poured out.

Zhou Qingdui didn't have time to count how many there were, and raised his sword to face a few of them.

The Black Feather Blood Eagles are indeed not very strong as Yang Zhao said, but with such a number of Black Feather Blood Eagles combined, Zhou Qingdui is also very difficult to face.

I saw Zhou Qingdui sliding back a few steps and distanced himself from these black feather blood eagles. Immediately afterward, a sword slashed out, and the sword qi tore through these black feather blood sculptures. These black feather blood eagles screamed incessantly, and the black feathers fell in front of Zhou Qingdu's eyes.

Zhou Qingdui held his sword, gasping for breath, while urging the Taiqing Condensing Divine True Sutra to restore his true qi.

Obviously, this sword qi Heng Qingqiu almost consumed a large part of Zhou Qingdu's true qi to be so powerful.

Yang Zhao, as a leader among the Lingfu Realm cultivators, is much more comfortable in dealing with it. The flames had a good restraint on these Black Feather Blood Eagles, but the Black Feather Blood Eagles that Yang Zhao faced were twice as many as those faced by Zhou Qingdu, so Yang Zhao was also extremely slow to kill all the demon enemies.

However, Yang Zhao did not need to constantly recover his true qi like Zhou Qingdu, and his state was relatively much better.

This involves the subtlety of the Lingfu realm.

When the two thought the danger was over, it was not only the beginning of the difficulties they had to face.

Before Zhou Qingdui could completely adjust his breath, another piece of black pressure pounced.

Yang Zhao, who had always had a relaxed face, was really solemn at this time, and he could feel that some of the aura of these black feather blood sculptures in front of him was not weaker than him at all.

Yang Zhao immediately turned his head and shouted at Zhou Qingdu, who was holding a sword: "Zhou Qingdu, hurry up, we can't deal with these." ”

With that, Yang Zhao threw a talisman on the ground and began to run out.

When Zhou Qingwan heard this, he pulled out the ancient sword on the ground, and he didn't hesitate, turned around and ran out.

Fortunately, Yang Zhao's family heirloom fire talisman was extremely powerful and stopped for a moment. Only then were the two of them able to distance themselves from the Black Feather Blood Eagle that was almost facing them just now.

Both of them were running at this moment, taking a step and running out with all their might.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the two of them were standing where they had teleported from the four-elephant circle.

There was no way back behind him, Zhou Qingdu's horizontal sword was in front of him, and Yang Zhao stood at the mouth of the stone chamber, looking at the black and pressed black feather blood sculpture in the stone chamber.

Even in this narrow stone chamber, the flight speed of the Black Feather Blood Eagle is still not slow, and it will soon come to the door of the stone chamber.

Zhou Qingdui and Yang Zhao are also ready to fight to the death.

But the scene in front of them made the two of them a little strange, those menacing black feather blood sculptures seemed to encounter an enchantment formation when they walked to the door of the stone room, and even some of them had some fear of encountering natural enemies in their eyes, and they all stopped. It was like a dark cloud, blocking the door of the stone chamber.

Yang Zhao wiped a cold sweat and muttered, "Mother, what kind of demons and monsters have you encountered?" Could it be that I, Yang Zhaotian, a genius, am going to die here today? ”