Author: Battle of Tiandu

On each of the huge pillars in the big array, there was a yellow dragon with teeth and claws, with eyes the size of copper bells, and the living dragon was vivid.

The four dragons and eight eyes stared at a prisoner who was suppressed here, and from the eyes of the dragon head, they kept exuding a powerful and incomparably powerful suppressive force.

Outside the coiling dragon array, a male monk with a cloak and a disheveled hair could be faintly seen inside, locked by dozens of thick iron cables, and also hung in the middle of the four coiling dragon pillars.

The monk was like a dried corpse, with a face as withered as tree bark, a thin and small body, his body shrunk into a ball, his clothes in tatters, and sharp nails more than three inches long on the ten fingers of his hands.

All over the body, there is almost no fresh flesh and blood, and the exposed skin is as wrinkled as the bark of an ancient tree, and there is no trace of moisture.

At first glance, this male monk looked like a shriveled zombie.

At this moment, this zombie-like monk made a low sound in his nose from time to time, indicating that this zombie-like monk was still alive at this time.

There were bursts of low roars, like the roar of a wild beast, although the roar sounded small, it could reach the ground two or three thousand zhang away from here, which was enough to prove that the strength of this monk's cultivation was by no means ordinary.

At this time, the human-faced ghost head that passed through the lava ground fire went straight to the outside of the cage magic circle, but was blocked by an invisible light curtain, and the ghost head was like a mad demon, letting out a terrible roar, frantically hitting the invisible light curtain.

Touch...... , One after another, the human-faced ghost head was constantly colliding with this invisible light curtain, making a dull sound.

After it hit it more than ten times, it saw that it did not open the invisible light curtain, and then stopped and continued to hit the light curtain.

At this moment, the human-faced ghost head floating still began to think like a human, and the two green eyes rolled in their sockets from time to time.

It didn't take long for the human-faced ghost head to suddenly raise its head to the sky and roar, and the next moment, its huge head suddenly and slowly shrunk, and the terrifying aura on its body also dissipated, and finally turned into a drop of black and gold blood.

At a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, he rushed straight towards the zombie-like monk in the light curtain, and the black gold blood was not hindered by the light curtain this time, and flew directly in front of the zombie monk without stopping, and submerged towards the monk's eyebrows.

The moment the black gold blood submerged into the monk's eyebrows, the shriveled body, like a balloon, slowly expanded, and the skin-covered body slowly began to reappear.

Soon after, the zombie-like monk's dry eyelids suddenly blinked slightly, and then, the eyeballs under his eyelids also moved slightly, and the breath in his mouth and nose became heavier and heavier.

After dozens of breaths, the monk slowly opened his bloodshot red eyes, then moved his shriveled lips again, slowly opened his mouth, stretched out his bright red tongue, and licked his shriveled lips.

At this time, the zombie-like monk made a hoarse and low voice from his mouth:

"Feng Yuzi, you didn't expect it! I'm still alive, you've suppressed me for more than a hundred years, and you still haven't been able to kill me, since God still keeps me alive, then it's me who wants to get back the sword revenge from you."

After he finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes again, and continued to absorb the power of blood qi in that drop of black gold blood.

Lava cave, outside the sacrificial sword cave.

Two shield lights, one after the other, appeared in the sky above the Heavenly Sword Tomb, and two brocade-robed monks appeared in the shield light, one with a solemn face and the other with a kind face.

The two people in this shield light were none other than Elder Zuo Yan, who was sent by Master Duan first, Elder He Yiyuan.

The two of them were in mid-air, taking away their bodies and breath, and looked down in the sky, and at this moment there were nine monks on the ground below, all sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed.

Among them, the cultivation of three of them was vaguely one or two levels higher than the cultivation of the two of them.

He Yiyuan and Zuo Yan, who had hidden their figures, saw nine people forming a strange magic circle, and at this moment, the wind was raging around the magic circle, and it seemed that they were doing some kind of summoning blood qi array.

Elder Zuo Yan's lips moved, and he said quietly: "Elder He, what are these people doing, should we do it first?"

Elder He Yiyuan's lips also moved, and he said quietly: "Elder Zuo Yan, don't be in a hurry to make a move yet, let's see the situation."

As the number two person in the Law Enforcement Palace, Elder He analyzed in his heart: Judging from the clothes and clothing of the nine people on the ground alone, they turned out to be ordinary disciples in the sect.

I don't know why these monks wear the clothes of ordinary disciples, what they are doing here, let me think about it.

The next moment, Elder He seemed to remember something, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he lost his voice: "It's not good, I remembered, Elder Zuo Yan, hurry, hurry up and stop these monks from continuing to practice."

"Elder He, what do you think of, you are so flustered", Elder Zuo Yan said in a puzzled voice.

"Elder Zuo Yan, you have joined the sect for a short time, and you don't know what is being suppressed in the sacrificial sword cave, and now I don't have time to explain."

"When I have time to say later, stop those monks below now, otherwise it's really too late."

After he finished speaking, he immediately waved his sleeves, and a cyan flying sword shot out, and Elder He's mouth was not idle.

Reading the words, one hand suddenly raised, quickly pinched the finger, and in an instant, the cyan flying sword turned into ten, ten into hundred, and hundreds into thousands, like ten thousand arrows in unison, whizzing towards the nine monks who were doing it.

At this time, Elder Zuo Yan is not a person who doesn't know the severity, and he knows that Elder He is not the kind of reckless person who doesn't know what to do.

He also shook his sleeves, and several talismans shot out, and the talismans were good in the wind, instantly incinerating into several white thunderbolts, and bursting out with huge power.

White lightning intertwined and crackled on the talisman, forming a thunder snake that struck the ground for nine people.

The three Jindan monks in the ground array, such as Baili Ziming, Wulong, Shi Liquan, and others, actually knew that there were two monks of the same rank in the sky early in the morning, and they had already transmitted the sound to make countermeasures.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and crossed his knees, just pretending to show the two in the air, so that the two could relax their vigilance and get rid of them in one fell swoop.

I saw Wu Long propping up the ground with one hand, swishing, and ejected, holding the black knife in his hand, bypassing the flying sword and talisman, and quickly approaching one of the two people in the sky.

At the same time, Shi Liquan, who had a silver spear in his hand, also flew up quickly and killed another.

Hmph! Baili Ziming snorted coldly, and immediately there were words in his mouth, and his hands were not idle, and his ten fingers pinched as fast as wheels.

In the blink of an eye, a red talisman suddenly burst out, and the red talisman flew out and ignited, suddenly turning into a huge True Spirit Vermilion Bird Phantom.

In a moment's effort, he blocked the attacking talisman and cast thunder and lightning to condense the thunder snake, and more than a thousand cyan flying sword phantoms.

True Spirit Suzaku, after the first wave of attacks, in a moment.

Baili Ziming glanced at the top, flicked his fingers repeatedly, and played the Dao Law Decision again, and his fingers quickly pinched.

The red light on the surface of the True Spirit Vermilion Bird was great, and after the Vermilion Bird raised its head to the sky and roared, it erupted with a huge flame power and began to launch a fierce counterattack.

The True Spirit Vermilion Bird was in the air, and every time its fire feathers fanned, the power of the Vermilion Bird Phantom's body surface was a little dimmer, but in this dark night, this fiery red Vermilion Bird Phantom was extremely dazzling, almost illuminating the entire valley.

The bird's beak opened its mouth, swallowed countless thunder snakes into its belly, and turned around in the air, the Vermilion Bird wings aimed at the body of the cyan flying sword, and with a strong fan, a storm of flames swept away, and the cyan flying sword was quickly knocked away.

The body of the flying sword was wrapped in a hurricane of flames, and more than a thousand flying sword phantoms quickly disappeared.

At this moment, seeing that his talisman was showing his might, the corners of Baili Ziming's mouth turned up slightly, his face was happy, and he said with satisfaction: "Not bad, it can really come in handy at a critical moment."

Then, he thought of the talisman he had bought with a huge amount of spirit stones, and the corners of his mouth twitched again.

"It's still a bit of a waste of such a good high-level talisman, this is a one-time talisman, it's not that you can afford to buy as much as you want", he sighed to himself with some regret.

The red talisman transformed into a true spirit Vermilion Bird, and while knocking the cyan flying sword into the air, it also collapsed and scattered, turning into a little flame, and finally dissipated into nothingness.