The death spell of "Dong Zhen Shangqing Qing Yao Purple Book Scriptures" is not long, but during the entire process of Fu Shiyi's recitation, Uncle Thirteen's body was tense, as if he was guarding against something. The sixteenth brother on the side also became nervous: "Uncle Thirteen, what's wrong, but what's wrong?"

The thirteenth uncle said solemnly: "The undead are excessive, and they can't do it unless they are the Yin and Yang family, if they do it rashly, if the excesses are not successful, the undead are likely to transform into evil spirits, and they will transfer their resentment to the people who overtake her, and they will not die." ”

"Ah, isn't Eleven dangerous?"

The sixteenth brother hesitated to step forward to interrupt Fu Shiyi's excess, and the thirteenth uncle shook his head at him: "The yin wind has risen, and interrupting it now will only be counterproductive, I hope this undead spirit is not deeply resentful, in that case, even if the excesses are not successful, we can handle it." ”

The sixteenth brother, who could only do it in a hurry, once again realized how maddening the feeling of powerlessness was.

In the past, he had an uncle to stand up to everything, and he had never felt the importance of strength, but this trip, he was frustrated one after another, which made him faintly realize that he should be angry and strive to improve his cultivation.

Fu Shiyi had just finished reciting the scripture mantra. The sixteenth brother couldn't wait to say:

"Uncle Thirteen, has the undead ascended to heaven?"

"Find the exit first. ”

Uncle Thirteen glanced back and forth between Fu Shiyi and the skeleton a few times, and he couldn't make up his mind whether he was over-successful. There wasn't much time left for them, so the matter would be discussed later.

Fu Shiyi was concentrating on chanting the mantra before, and he didn't hear the conversation between the two clearly, so he was confused about it.

The world they were absorbed into was full of stars, and the ground was covered with layers of fresh green grass, and there was no end in sight, as if they were under the starry sky of the prairie.

Every few steps, they could see a cocoon wrapped in green vines, some of which had even blossomed and borne fruit, and the fruit was bright and dripping, exuding an alluring fragrance that was mouth-watering and eager to eat in one bite.

"It's foggy!"

They had not gone more than a hundred paces before they saw the white smoke rise in the distance, and the high stars were extinguished one after another wherever the mist passed. The white mist seemed slow, but in the blink of an eye, it covered most of the area.

"Withdraw!"

Although they didn't know what ghosts there were in this fog, they didn't look at it and it was not easy to mess with, and they fell back to their original places, but the skeleton that Fu Shiyi had just dissected disappeared, and there was an extra cocoon in its place.

It seems that the vines have re-entwined the skeleton.

There are monsters in the back, and there is no exit in front of you.

The three people who were trapped in place sweated in a hurry.

"What should I do? I can't find the exit, the time for a stick of incense is coming soon, Aunt Wan Zhen said that after the formation is opened, if we don't go out, we will never be able to get out. ”

The sixteenth brother was so anxious that his voice changed tone.

Suddenly, a butterfly flew out of Fu Shiyi's dissected cocoon, circled around Fu Shiyi, and staggered to the left.

Could it be that the skeleton has appeared?

Fu Shiyi and Uncle Thirteen glanced at each other, and followed with their steps, and Brother Sixteen looked at the fog that was about to spread, and gritted his teeth and stomped his feet to follow.

At this time, I don't care about any evil spirits or evil spirits.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, they found that the colorful butterflies seemed to be taking them in circles, and when Fu Shiyi and the others were about to stop, a white light shot in from outside.

Fu Shiyi could vaguely see that there were still frolicking girls in the big lake.

Escape is possible!

"Sixteenth brother, quick, open your spirit sealing bowl, don't let those demon girls outside find us. ”

Last time I killed the centipede ant king in Termite Mountain, after the sixteenth brother's Qianzhong Peak magic weapon was devoured, he selected the same level of magic weapon from the clan treasury, one of the uses of this sealing spirit bowl is to block the aura and breath, according to the eighth uncle, even if it is a monk in the foundation building period, if you don't search carefully, you can't easily find it.

The whole body of the sealing spirit bowl was snow-white, and with the urging of the sixteenth brother, it emitted a yellow light that enveloped them, and then the yellow light disappeared.

When they arrived at the exit, the five-colored butterfly circled around Fu Shiyi's direction, and then turned back the same way.

Could it be that there is some kind of imprisonment here, it can't get out.

Fu Shiyi didn't have time to think about it, the waves flashed by the lake, and the formation was activated, and the three of them, just in case, when they walked forward, they also added a stealth technique to their bodies, but fortunately, when they leaped out of the tree trunk, those playful girls just paused and did not find anything abnormal.

After stepping into the entrance of the formation, Fu Shiyi was truly relieved.

"It's finally out!"

With Fu Shiyi and the others returning to the inner valley. The formation also dissipated, and the mountain wall carved with the fairy palace shook for a moment, and the pictures on it were like peeling off the skin, and the rubble rolled down, leaving only a smooth and new stone wall, and even the words on the side of the carving also fell, as if it had never appeared.

"Wanzhen, you...... Don't panic, Hao'er is fine, he was just strangled by a few bones, just raise it. ”

Uncle Thirteen was a little at a loss for Liu Wanzhen, who was red-eyed and red, and quickly changed the topic: "Wanzhen, can this mountain wall formation be opened again?"

Although they didn't figure out what was going on with the Great Lake Ancient Tree here, maybe there was some chance hidden in it, and if the clansmen sent people with advanced skills into it, maybe there would be something to gain.

Liu Wanzhen had just finished casting the spell, his face was still a little pale, and he held his son's small hand tightly for a while, and then he went to the front and back of the mountain wall to carefully inspect it, and confirmed:

"When this entrance was originally designed by the people who set up the formation, it was a one-time thing, so I just reminded you that there is only one chance. Liu Wanzhen's words changed: "What did you encounter inside?"

At this time, it was late at night, and everyone's spiritual power was consumed, so they simply camped on the spot and told Liu Wanzhen what they had experienced by the way.

The camp was set up, and around the bonfire, Fu Shiyi took out the jade slip from the storage bag:

"That's what I found in the skeleton. ”

Everyone passed on to each other and looked at it, and from the appearance, they could only guess that it was a simple jade slip, and in the area of their realm, it was also possible to make it from Qingxumen.

"Eleven, thanks to you this time, if you hadn't recited the death spell to that skeleton, it wouldn't have come out to show us the way, and we would probably still be circling around the ancient tree, or we would have been swallowed by the strange fog a long time ago. ”

Uncle Thirteen was a little embarrassed, at first he still blamed Fu Shiyi in his heart for not knowing the severity, it seems that he is old after all, and it is inevitable to look forward and backward when he starts to do things, and he does not have the indomitable spirit and freedom when he was young.

The sixteenth brother was a little worried: "Uncle Thirteen, you can take a closer look at Eleven." That...... The undead or something, it shouldn't be haunting her, right?"

Uncle Thirteen pondered for a moment and said, "Although Eleven didn't let the undead become superborn, it obviously woke it up from the chaos, it can show us the way, it shows that there is no malice, and it didn't follow us out, so there should be no big problem." ”

At this time, the double-pupiled bird, which had been in a coma for a long time, also woke up.

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Xiao Huang chirped happily twice, and then spit out a seed into Fu Shiyi's palm.