Chapter 331: Escape Ziluo Secret Realm

After a while, I could hear the sound of banging outside, and the mountains seemed to shake with it, and the secret light gate also flickered." They were destroying the Light Gate Rune Array, and if they were allowed in, there would be no way to escape. Fang Zhihao said worriedly. Yang Chen didn't tell him that this was a passage to the secret realm, only a secret space that he had accidentally discovered. "Come with me. Yang Chen decided to enter the secret realm, after all, the secret realm was very large, and there was a place to hide, he thought of the Ziluo secret realm in the classic room.

A few people moved quickly along the Yongdao, Yang Chen knew that soon the Wu Sect disciples would completely destroy the Light Gate Rune Array, and the Giant Spirit Ding Furnace would not be able to resist it for long. Because they knew the scene inside, Yang Chen and the others traveled very quickly, and after about an hour, they came to the place of the secret stone gate. Yang Chen still remembered the method of opening the stone door, and after a while, the stone door opened, and Yang Chen entered the side wall of the sarcophagus, and a faint light penetrated. Yang Chen drilled out and found that the stone hall of the secret realm was no different from the first time he entered, the sarcophagus was placed in a staggered manner, and the cold air was permeated. Fang Zhihao, Jiang Bing, Ge Wu, and Ling Haichao came out of the sarcophagus one after another, and were immediately shocked by the scene inside, and they couldn't imagine that there was such a strange place. The words on these sarcophagi attracted Fang Zhihao, Jiang Bing, Ling Haichao, and Ge Wu, all of whom looked at them one by one.

Suddenly, Fang Zhihao exclaimed, "There are strange things on this sarcophagus. Several people swept towards Fang Zhihao, only to see Fang Zhihao holding his left wrist in his right hand, his face was red and looked very painful, and his head was already sweating profusely, as if he was in a steamer. "Senior Brother Fang, what's wrong with you?" Yang Chen asked in surprise when he saw Fang Zhihao's strange appearance. "Are you alright, Senior Brother Fang. Ge Wu said and patted Fang Zhihao's shoulder with one hand. "Oh, why are you so hot?" Ge Wu felt that Fang Zhihao's body was like a fireball, and his hands were extremely hot. Fang Zhihao was speechless in pain, and said intermittently: "The words on this sarcophagus are very strange. At this time, Yang Chen found that Fang Zhihao's left hand was swollen like a roasted red pig's trotter, and there was an imprint on the palm of his hand, as if it was a reprinted text. Yang Chen turned his head to see that the sarcophagus that Fang Zhihao had touched before was engraved with the words "Kei Position Two Stars", and the words "Fang Zhihao" were faintly hidden below the four characters. This made Yang Chen even more surprised, how could Fang Zhihao's name appear on the sarcophagus?

At this moment, the sarcophagus suddenly made a clicking sound, and then saw the sarcophagus coffin lid open widely, there was nothing in it, and a strange force gushed out from it, this was a huge suction, Fang Zhihao was suddenly attracted to the sarcophagus by this suction before he could react. "Bang" the sarcophagus lid, and Yang Chen and the others didn't have time to pull Fang Zhihao out of it. "Huh" Ge Wu's long sword came out of the sheath and slashed at the sarcophagus, the sarcophagus did not move at all, not even a trace was left, but Ge Wu was shocked and took a few steps back, and his chest was churning with blood and qi. "What is this?" Ge Wu felt an inexplicable panic. "Let me come!" Jiang Bing was like an angry god, the long sword was raised above his head, the vitality in his hand surged, and a huge sword qi was condensed on the long sword, which was a faint flower, bright and agile, with vigorous vitality.

"Open!" Jiang Bing burst out, and the long sword fell like a streamer. "Buzz" Jiang Bing's spiritual weapon long sword roared, trembling, and a blood mark was already flowing out of his mouth, this sarcophagus was too weird, he had already exerted all his strength but still couldn't break the coffin lid. The sarcophagus then shook, and then I heard someone talking inside, "Senior Brother Yang, I'm fine here, it's very good, you don't have to worry." Then there was no sound, listening to that voice should be Fang Zhihao's. What happened to Fang Zhihao is not clear to people outside, but judging from Fang Zhihao's words, it should be a good thing.

Yang Chen's mind turned quickly, and said: "You touch the words on the sarcophagus with your hands to see, is there anything like Senior Brother Fang?" Jiang Bing, Ge Wu and Ling Haichao already knew his thoughts after getting along with Yang Chen for a long time, and hurriedly touched the sarcophagus one by one, and sure enough, after a while, the same thing happened to Ge Wu, although it was in everyone's imagination, there was still a little panic. At this time, there was a roaring sound from underground, obviously the Wujiao disciples had already entered the Yongdao, Yang Chen thought that the Giant Spirit Ding Furnace was guarding the Yongdao, and he didn't know what was going on?

Time is running out now, and there is not much time left to run. Looking at Jiang Bing and Ling Haichao, who were still touching the words on the sarcophagus, Yang Chen hurriedly shouted, "Go this way." When Fang Zhihao was sucked into the sarcophagus, Yang Chen found that it was an excellent place to take refuge, so he asked Jiang Bing and the others to find a way to enter the sarcophagus, and now it seems that Jiang Bing and Ling Haichao do not have such an opportunity. Jiang Bing suddenly exclaimed, he was also sucked into the sarcophagus like Fang Zhihao, Yang Chen felt very surprised. From this, it can be seen that only cultivators who have reached certain conditions can enter the sarcophagus here, but Yang Chen can't think of what it is. Ling Haichao was still touching, as if he hadn't heard Yang Chen's shout, and at this time, he only saw the sarcophagus at the entrance of the secret passage shattering and the stones flying sideways. As the broken sarcophagus at the entrance of the witch sect disciples flew out of it, Ling Haichao was already trapped in the hall by these witch disciples who appeared. Ling Haichao and Yang Chen looked at each other across the coffin, but they felt that they were thousands of miles apart, and their hearts were boiling, Yang Chen pulled out the Feizhen Sword and flew up.

"Brother, let's go. Yang Chen swung the Flying Vibration Sword, the sword light flew like a rainbow like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and those who fought against it were all invincible, and he wanted to fight a bloody way for Ling Haichao. In an instant, blood was splattered in the hall, and the screams rose sharply, and the later witch disciples from the sarcophagus couldn't help but feel chills, this was clearly a kind of desperate fight, and they kept retreating. Yang Chen finally saw a passage appear between himself and Ling Haichao, because Yang Chen was as powerful as a tiger and wolf and the disciples of the Witch Sect were attracted by Yang Chen, but there were not many people besieging Ling Haichao, Ling Haichao was still touching the words on the sarcophagus from time to time, but none of the sarcophagi moved when they touched it one by one. Seeing Yang Chen being surrounded by the Witch Sect disciples in the center again, he was already in danger in an instant, and he would definitely be cut off from the sword in a short time. Ling Haichao knew that Yang Chen refused to leave because he was trapped inside, and his long sword danced like a fly, cutting down several witch sect disciples and entering the encirclement.

Yang Chen scolded: "Why don't you run away and come back, you idiot?" Ling Haichao smiled sadly and said, "If the eldest brother doesn't leave, I won't leave." "Okay! We'll kill him and turn him on his back. Yang Chen laughed loudly, burst into a loud cheer, and then slashed towards the witch sect disciples. In this dangerous place, the short sentence of the two contained a deep friendship, and the hearty laughter made the tragic battle in the secret hall even more cruel. Only a moment later, Yang Chen had a few new scars on his body, the blood was already stained with blood, although his sword momentum was fierce, but at this time, the consumption of vitality had gradually entered a decline. Ling Haichao was even more difficult, at this time, he only had the ability to parry and had no power to fight back. The encirclement of the witch sect disciples became smaller and smaller, and Yang Chen and Ling Haichao finally gathered together.

Yang Chen nodded slightly towards Ling Haichao, an iron card appeared in both of their hands, and the two of them suddenly disappeared in the midst of the surging vitality, and the slashing and killing of the witch sect disciples were all in vain. Yang Chen and Ling Haichao used the Escape Iron Brand, which they originally wanted to use in the Sea of Ice and Fire, but they didn't expect to be forced to use it once by the disciples of the Witch Sect in this wilderness. "Search around, they won't get far. Ning Hong had already seen the means used by Yang Chen and Ling Haichao, the power of this kind of escape spirit weapon was limited, and cultivators like Yang Chen could use it as far as a thousand meters, so he concluded that Yang Chen and Ling Haichao were still in this dilapidated secret realm. The witch sect disciples scattered around this ruin, looking for Yang Chen and Ling Haichao, from time to time, there will be witch sect disciples to get some spiritual talents or spiritual weapons, which are all left over from the many sect disciples who entered the secret realm to explore, they have now turned into dried corpses or white bones, leaving these things cheaper for the witch sect disciples.

After Yang Chen used the Iron Tablet of Escape, he found that he had entered another similar place, where the sarcophagus was also placed in the same hall as before, but there were fewer of those witch disciples and blood stains all over the ground. "It's weird!" Yang Chen looked around as if in a dream. Yang Chen was exhausted at this time, and the pressure of getting out of the predicament suddenly appeared at this time, he felt that he could no longer stand here, and he was about to fall asleep in a groggy state, he saw a raised cobblestone in the hall at a glance, walked over and sat on it in a few steps, and then lost consciousness. Yang Chen woke up and didn't know how much time had passed, only to see that most of the rough stone sitting below had been soaked with his own blood. This hall is not like the sarcophagus on the first floor of the Ziluo Secret Realm, the hall is full of cold air, but it is empty, reminiscent of the plains of the high world. He thought of the sarcophagus scene that Fang Zhihao, Jiang Bing, and Ge Wu had entered, and Yang Chen looked over carefully to see if the sarcophagus here was the same as the sarcophagus in the sarcophagus hall on the first floor of the Ziluo Secret Realm.

Yang Chen remembered that a sarcophagus on the left side of the sarcophagus hall on the first floor was engraved with "Jiaosu Zuo Xingwei Shishang", and a sarcophagus in the middle was engraved with "Xingwei Cen Ying in the heart of the heart", to Yang Chen's surprise, these two sarcophagi also had handwriting on them, and they were exactly the same as those in the first layer. "Could it be two worlds?" When Yang Chen was in doubt, he suddenly thought that Fang Zhihao, Jiang Bing, and Ge Wu would come out of here, and immediately walked towards the sarcophagus where the three of them were attracted to enter.