Huang Shan entered the Prince's Hall and saw Xiwen's body disappear strangely in front of him.

When Huangshan was stunned, he was brought into the shadowless space by Xiwen.

The bodies of the two were like pieces of paper, one after the other turned into thin lines and disappeared in place.

There is no sense of movement (teleportation is too fast, so fast that there is no feeling), the light in front of me is not there, it is darkness, and I can't see anything clearly. It is like day and night, the switch between the prince's hall and the shadowless space.

In front of you, empty, boundless...

It took a long time for Siwen to get used to the dark light.

"Uncle Shan!

Xiwen stood firm and didn't see Huangshan. shouted a few times.

"Could it be that Uncle Shan has fallen somewhere else?" Xiwen thought for a while, exploring the way forward while looking for the figure of Huangshan!

"Hahaha! Oh, it hurts Uncle Huang to death, haha..."

The sturdy figure climbed up from the ground in the distance, and the silhouette sound was Huangshan.

"Uncle Shan, are you okay?"

Huangshan is not an immortal cultivator, and he didn't feel anything when he teleported, but when he stopped, he couldn't control his balance, he lost his center of gravity, and his head, which was twice as large as that of ordinary people, hit the ground first.

I almost fainted in Huangshan. Hearing Xiwen's shout, he woke up slowly.

On a broad forehead, stained with blood.

Even so, Huangshan, who knew that he had entered the treasure house, couldn't help the joy in his heart.

The dozen or so mortal medicines he was carrying fell to the ground. A few mortal herbs scattered outside the body rolled in the dark, gurgling far away.

The pressed under his body became a cake-shaped, and the fruit medicine was stained in a mess.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Huangshan picked up Kwai Si on the spot to wipe off the blood stains and wipe the wound.

When he was done, he picked up a cracked fruit on the ground.

Huang Shan raised his head, his five fingers clenched tightly, and the dripping pod liquid dripped on the wound on his forehead.

The excess pod liquid swept across his face, and Huang Shan rudely raised his sleeves to wipe it away.

After doing all this, he threw it away, and kicked the shriveled pod out with all his might.

"Hehe, Wen'er, how did we get into the treasure house?" Huang Shan asked with a smile to Xiwen, who was looking at him.

"I think it's the key space. Siwen guessed that they had entered the round hole in the middle of the key.

"What key space?" asked Huang Shan puzzled.

Xiwen told Huangshan about the matter roughly....

Huang Shan listened to it in a fog, but he was firm in one thing: "The world of MD immortal cultivators really can't be guessed with normal logic. ”

The whole key is only the size of the palm of your hand, how can there be infinite space?

It's like standing still, and it's like swimming in the sea at night. In short, there is nothing missing.

Huangshan raised his legs and landed lightly, and the two walked forward cautiously.

The Western Yuan Consciousness is probed out, and the possibility of perceiving the non-happening is perceived.

Entering the treasure house, about to obtain unknown treasures, Huangshan led all the way and walked briskly in front of Xiwen.

The two walked silently for a while. Xiwen grabbed Huangshan and motioned for Huangshan to follow him.

Huang Shan laughed and said, "It's okay! What can Lu Yao give, don't stop me from looking for a big baby!"

Yuan Zhi sensed the danger, and Xiwen reminded Huangshan that the hidden weapon was approaching.

"There's a hidden weapon..."

Shout...

Front, back, left, right. There was a crisp sound from all sides.

Densely packed with countless arrows, forming a wall of arrows. There is nowhere to escape.

Except for behind him, the other three sides were closer, and Xiwen kept his arms balanced on his toes, and stepped back in a handsome posture.

Stepping back a few meters away, Xiwen's face changed suddenly, and thousands of arrows were fired from behind, and the dense black spots were no less than the other three.

The arrow was still a foot away, and the robe on Xiwen's back was torn, and blood was spilling from the skin on his back.

"Lu Yao is deceitful!Escape from the Jiali Empire!" Huang Shan knew that a catastrophe was coming, broke free from Xiwen, and tried to say his last words.

Huangshan's approach is that he is afraid that he will become a burden and drag down the Western language.

After the battle of Anning Village, Huangshan can be regarded as having seen a little bit of the world, and the terrifying power of the powerhouses of the Yuandan Realm is extremely powerful.

Huang Shan felt that the power of this organ was incomparable to anyone before.

In the Jiali Empire, Xiwen's true identity has changed.

In Huang Shan's heart, Xiwen will always be a person from Anning Village and the son of Huang Xuan.

Even though the chances are slim, Huangshan still hopes that Xiwen can escape and keep the last bit of incense in Anning Village.

Xiwen flew in front of Huangshan and sacrificed the meteorite energy shield, which shrouded himself and Huangshan.

"Okay... Is it...?"

Before Huang Shan could ask, the light mask was blasted by the arrows.

Within half a second, Xiwen sacrificed the energy light shield several times, and the light mask was destroyed by the arrow qi as soon as it was sacrificed. Until the sharp arrows on all sides were less than a foot away from him, Xiwen even sacrificed the light mask.

"Uncle Shan! I'm sorry!" Xiwen was silent in his heart, and suddenly threw Huang Shan under him.

At the same time, hundreds of sharp arrows pierced Xiwen's body.

Huang Shan understood Xiwen's aptitude, Xiwen wanted to use his body as a shield to protect himself.

Although Huang Shan resisted under Xiwen's body, Xiwen's body did not move at all. The Huangshan martial rank is a martial arts level, and it is not even a cultivator, and its strength is far worse than that of Xiwen.

Arrows pierce into the body, 10,000 arrows pierce! Xiwen and Huangshan can be pierced by arrows!

A second of death! A miracle happened.

The sharp arrow that pierced the body turned into air...

The speed of the arrow melts as fast as it gets. The intersection of the arrow and the blood produced a cremation aura, as if the blood of the West was the greatest counterweight to the arrow!

Hundreds of sharp arrows piercing the body were reduced to nothing.

It only took a few seconds for the entire passage to be pierced by ten thousand arrows, and after a few seconds, everything returned to calm.

It came and went as fast as it came, as if nothing had happened.

"Whew..."

Xiwen turned over and lay on his back on the ground, with palpitations!

Huang Shan got up with a grunt, looking at the dark and quiet passage of the hollow hole, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Prince, how are you?" After a long time, the frightened Huang Shan reacted.

"I'm fine!"

"What the hell is going on?" Huang Shan came to Xiwen's side.

Xiwen was silent, but his heart did not stop, "Could it be that there is a problem with the arrow?

Xiwen guessed wildly that he was referring to Lu Yao.

"TNND legs, conspiracy! It must be Lu Yao who wants to kill us! Let's go out and ask him to understand!"

The key was given by Lu Yao, and he and Xiwen entered the key space and encountered thousands of arrows, and the problem was obvious.

After walking a few steps, there were no footsteps behind him, and Huang Shan turned around and saw that Xiwen was bending down to pick up something.

The key was given by my biological father, and I really got into trouble in the key space.... This is a question that Xiwen does not dare to think deeply.

Picked up a sharp arrow in the corner, the weight of the arrow was very large, heavy, about ten kilograms.

Xiwen only knew that he and Huangshan had escaped death, and the specific reason was unclear.

Question, of course, to figure out.

Huangshan's statement is reasonable, but for some reason Xiwen is unwilling to admit it from the bottom of his heart, and firmly believes in the facts or for other reasons.

Maybe it's the resistance of the bloodline.