Chapter 313: The Portal

[The token in your hand faintly came with a vague sense, you were curious, searched and traced the past, and found thatβ€”β€”]

"Huh?"

He had just left the square and hadn't flown far yet, when Song Yifei's mind suddenly remembered the sound of the system prompt.

Giving up the intention of leaving immediately, Song Yifei wandered and searched for a quarter of an hour, and found a narrow gap in the ground hundreds of kilometers away from the ruins.

This was discovered by using his token as the guide to determine the location first, and in the extraordinary perception of mental power, he sensed the slightest abnormality in the flow of airflow.

The depths of the gap were dark, and it looked like a dungeon was hidden.

It's far from the ruins, but it can cause a token reaction, and it's clear that it's a place like this sect's forbidden place.

Bang!

Song Yifei injected energy into the token, and with a slight wave of his arm, a white light was projected into the cracks of the somewhat broken stone slabs, and immediately a loud noise was heard in front of him, and a pitch-black tunnel like steel pouring appeared.

"I didn't expect something to exist!"

After sensing it a little and finding no danger, Song Yifei walked down the steep steps and stepped into the darkness.

Trample. Trample. Trample.

I don't know what kind of stone is made of this long stone staircase, and it constantly resonates.

After walking down the towering steps of more than ten zhang, Song Yifei saw a bronze gate appear, and the dim candlelight jumped slightly on both sides of the door.

When Song Yifei hadn't finished his steps, there was a bang, and a small window opened on the bronze door, casting a light on his body.

The token in his hand flashed, as if confirming his identity.

The light faded and the bronze door slowly opened.

Hmmm, it's pretty advanced!

Song Yifei raised his eyebrows, and looked at the dark secret room behind the bronze door, a strong, chilling smell kept coming out of the dark secret room, but the light was dim, and he couldn't see what was inside.

With a single step, he flashed to the door, and finally saw the scene inside.

In the secret room, there is a pool of water with a radius of several feet.

In the pool, the black light seems to mix with the countless glooms of the world, slightly undulating and churning.

Just such a room with a radius of ten zhang, a dark and deep pool!

The chill is coming out of the pool!

"What the hell? isn't it a separate indoor pool?"

Just when Song Yifei was a little blindfolded, the system prompt sounded again.

[This strange secret room holds some kind of secret, you look around and find a groove like a token on the edge of the pool......]

The groove was easy to find, and Song Yifei put the token on it without hesitation.

What happened next made Song Yifei's eyes freeze.

In his eyes, streaks of golden light suddenly projected down from all over the chamber, splashing on the dark pool, twisting and winding at a rapid speed, and then tangled and entangled together like lightning expansion and extension, turning into a formation.

Every formation line is incomparably perfect and just right, revealing incredible mysteries and complexity, Song Yifei felt dizzy just by looking at it.

The pool tumbled violently, the formation suddenly disappeared, and the pool water spun rapidly in an instant, converging into a large whirlpool at an extremely fast speed!

Through the whirlpool, one could see a somewhat dimly lit hall on the other side.

Extremely violent fluctuations faintly emanated around the whirlpool, and the sound of the wind dragon roaring faintly in the void of the secret room swept the heavens and the earth, forming a terrifying coercion!

"Damn, this can't be a teleportation array, right?"

At this moment, Song Yifei's cognition was broken!

......

Great dry

Leizhou!

In a dense jungle, seven or eight people were running in a panic.

Among them, the most brilliant is a leading woman, cold and gorgeous, as if the fairy of the Moon Palace has fallen, and the dragon girl of the Dragon Palace is in the dust, dressed in white like snow, peerless out of the dust.

"Miss, I can't hold on anymore!"

"Hold my hand!"

Yan Qingyue pulled the tired maid Xiao Tang, and several elders of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai, who were running desperately with light skills.

Several people looked desperate, they didn't expect their luck to be so bad this time, as soon as they came out of the hiding place, they ran into the Six Doors Arrest Team.

The three innate realms of the same party have all been sacrificed, but they have not stopped many of the other party's progress.

No resistance!

"When will the answer come?" Yan Qingyue gasped.

"No...... Yes, the signal has been sent!" said the leading elder.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai, you can't escape! Hurry up and arrest it, lest you lose your life!" a rough voice like a beast came from behind, and the sound of heavy footsteps made the earth shake slightly.

The crowd stood on end, running wildly, and jumped over the distance of several big trees in one step.

Everyone bursts out of their potential, and every breath can span dozens of zhang, and the light work is exerted to the extreme.

Fortunately, this is a jungle, and if it were on the plains, they would have been caught up with their speed.

"It's almost out of the jungle!" Yan Qingyue looked at the gradually thinning jungle, and her heart sank.

Once out of the jungle and without shelter, with the number of pursuers, the hope of escape is very slim.

Soon after, the crowd ran out of the jungle and saw the scene in front of them, and their hearts were in despair.

In front of him was a cliff hundreds of zhang high, even if it was an innate realm martial artist, if he jumped down and didn't die, he would end up miserable.

"Damn! How can this be?"

Yan Qingyue's faces were not very good-looking, and the maid Xiao Tang was even more paralyzed on the ground.

The leader of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai walked quickly to the edge of the cliff, gritted his teeth and said, "If it doesn't work then, just jump down, life and death may be able to survive!"

Yan Qingyue untied the lyre behind her, stood on the edge of the cliff, and nodded fiercely, compared to being caught and humiliated by the other party, she jumped off the cliff to seek a glimmer of life.

Her heart was beating violently, her bulging breasts were rising and falling, her hair was soaked, and sweat kept sliding down her forehead, falling on her eyes, which was unspeakably sour, but she didn't dare to blink at all.

Everyone was engrossed, and no one noticed that a white light was rapidly passing overhead.

Heavy footsteps were getting closer, and the nearby leaves swayed.

The next moment, a figure like an iron tower, carrying a dark iron heavy sword on his shoulder, appeared in front of him.

?β€œ Why don't you guys run away?!hehe!"?

Zang Hong's face showed a cruel smile, looking at Yan Qingyue's peerless face, his eyes were full of greed.

This time, not only was he able to catch the important people of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai to receive the reward, but there was also such a peerless beauty, which was really profitable.

He himself is a notorious villain in the rivers and lakes, and because he defected to the Great Departure God Dynasty, he has become a positive character, and he can openly arrest the famous and decent people who chased and killed him at the beginning.

Just thinking about this makes me moan excitedly.

"These guys are really unlucky, they actually ran to the edge of the cliff!haha!"?

Not long after the tower-like Zang Hong appeared, a large group of people wearing six-door uniforms surrounded him from three directions.

Most of these people are once notorious villains, and only they will defect to the Great Departure God Dynasty and do their best to hunt down the three major sects.

"Boss Zang, what are you going to do?"

Staring at Yan Qingyue, who was motionless, the rumors of the subordinates on the side came, Zang Hong's eyes were stunned, and he suddenly laughed wildly as if he couldn't suppress it:

"What should I do? Of course, I will arrest them and do whatever they want! Will they really dare to jump?"

Zang Hong suddenly burst out with an extremely powerful but ominous aura, as if he had launched some kind of secret method, the giant sword he was holding in his hand exuded a mighty sword light, his hands were held horizontally, he shook his body violently, and even the knife led the person straight towards the nearest Sacred Heart Sword Elder and slashed at it!

Under the infusion of the powerful true qi of the innate limit, the giant sword slashed a golden ray several meters long, and the torrent was raging, and the sword body suddenly brought up the surging sound of ten thousand waves crashing on the shore, like a surging river from the sky, drowning everything in front of it and sweeping it to the striking.

"You!"?

The elder of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai suddenly exploded, while the others on his side were terrified.

Boom!

In milliseconds, the thoughts of the elders of the Sacred Heart Sword Zhai flashed, and when Zang Hong's Xuantie Giant Sword was about to slash on his body, the long sword came out of its sheath and collided with the sharp giant sword that Zang Hong slashed with great strength!

Call!

The huge force came, but the elders of the innate Dacheng retreated again and again, withdrew twenty or thirty zhang, and when they were about to fall off the cliff, they roared with the help of others and forcibly stopped their figures, and Huo Ran raised his head in disbelief and looked at Zang Hong deadly.

"This person is "Tyrant Sword" Zang Hong, be careful......"

The next moment, there was a "boom!".

The scorching blood splattered onto Yan Qingyue's face.

Her skin hurts when she is beaten.

She turned her head stiffly, and in despair she saw a dark blue spear stabbed into the throat of a nearby elder, leaving a small bowl-sized wound that nearly severed the throat.

All the while, he didn't get a chance to jump.

A slender man with a sinister look on his face, with a shake of his spear, threw the corpse out of the air, and was ready to kill the next man.

"It's the "Cold Dragon Spear" Peng Xiong, I didn't expect him to take refuge in the Great Departure God Dynasty!"

Another congenital consummation!

Yan Qingyue, who was desperate in her heart, gently stroked the body of the piano, pressed her hands on the strings, took a deep breath, and her fingers began to pluck on the piano, like flowing water.

Bang Bang!

If only my brother was still there, it would be great!