"Trap?!"

Mo Laodao's face changed several times, and finally sighed lightly, and his tone revealed a bit of ruthlessness, "If you can return to Qingyun Palace safely this time, you will definitely find that person surnamed Yue to settle this account!"

"There is Yuan Zun pestering this demon stiff, now is our best chance to get out of here......"

Kong Laosan said slowly, but before the words fell, he saw that Mo Laodao shook his head, and his already pale face revealed a little anger, "Do you find anything abnormal about these dead qi around you?"

Hearing this, the Taoist's heart moved slightly, and a little bad thought was faintly born, after thinking about it, the spiritual light flashed in his eyes, and he looked around carefully, and at the same time, the power of the divine thought surged out, like a wave of water, spreading rapidly.

After about a cup of tea, the Daoist's face became more and more solemn, and a certain one, as if he had sensed something, the whole person rose directly towards the void, and after a long time, he slowly fell down, but his originally indifferent complexion had become extremely solemn, "If I'm not mistaken, these dead qi around me seem to be pulled by some kind of force, converging towards the deepest part of this ancient ape burial ground?"

"That's right, there are only two possibilities that can cause this situation, one is that something in the depths of the burial ground has awakened and swallowed a large amount of dead air, and the other is that it is driven by some kind of formation to let these dead qi gather in one place. If what you said before was right, if we want to leave now, I'm afraid it's not that simple!"

Mo Lao Dao said slowly.

Hearing this, Kong Laosan frowned, thought about it, quietly passed the sound, and together with Mo Laodao, he directly turned into a retreat and galloped behind him, but after half an hour, the two returned here one after the other, this situation is very similar to the rumored secular folk "ghost hitting the wall", but the real "ghost hitting the wall" is just a variety of hallucinations derived from the five senses and six senses of the worldly mortals who are blinded by ghosts.

At this moment, the Taoist's face finally changed greatly, Yuan Zun was still fighting to the death with the other party, a fist and a palm, the power of the divine thought at the moment of the rich moment was like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and it was pressed towards the demon zombie, but the strength of the demon zombie was far beyond Kong Laosan and the two expected, in this place of death, it was almost an immortal existence, and there was nothing to do at all.

"It seems that the only way to freeze this demon is to ...... it as soon as possible."

After thinking for a while, Kong Laosan slowly spoke, his eyes revealing a bit of murderous intent, but before the words fell, there was a sudden uproar around him, and the endless dead air was like water waves, trembling violently. Such a scene is like a tsunami, it was not violent at first, but only half a cup of tea has covered the sky and the sun, soaring into the sky, and the dead air is like a wave, spreading wildly around.

In the violent fluctuation of dead air, accompanied by a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, the apocalyptic scene was shocking, if it wasn't for the fact that they were aware of this scene in advance and fled directly into the void, even with the strength of the two of them, I am afraid that they would not be able to easily avoid this catastrophe that seemed to tear the world apart.

"What's going on?"

Sensing that just a moment, Yuan Zun, who had been washed away thousands of feet away, was safe and sound, and the Taoist's heart was slightly relieved, and his eyes stared at the scene below that was like the sky and the earth were boiling, and he said with a solemn face.

Mo Laodao on the side also shook his head, his eyes revealed a little shock, and at the same time, at the same time, at the same time as the death qi burst, the demon zombie who was originally fighting with Yuan Zun seemed to be under some kind of traction, and he directly ignored it, and swallowed all the dead spirits that spread around, and then ignored it, and galloped directly towards the depths of the burial ground.

"Let's go, let's go and see, since we can't get out, just see what the hell they are doing!"

After a while, Mo Laodao seemed to have made up his mind, and when he saw Kong Laosan, he also nodded, and without thinking much about it, he directly controlled the escape light and flew away to the depths.

At this moment, there are not many people like Kong Laosan and others, the colorful light of escape penetrates the layers of dead air, and gathers in one direction, even including the golden-robed Taoist and middle-aged scribes who Kong Laosan has had a relationship with before, and the light is extremely fast, but only seven hours later, the people who originally galloped away one after another, revealing their original figures, and their faces showed different colors.

"What's going on? All the spiritual power of the four or five walks has disappeared without a trace?"

The person who spoke was the golden-robed old Taoist from before, and at this moment, this old Tao's face was pale, and there was a faint taste of anger and corruption. Just before, this golden-robed Taoist used all his means to force the demon stiff to the extreme, and just as he was about to be killed, the tide of dead qi suddenly erupted, instantly washing the whole person thousands of feet away, and when he came back to his senses, where was there still the shadow of the demon stiff?

"Hehe, Jin Daoyou don't have to be impatient, so many colleagues are here, even if there is really something, they can deal with one or two!"

The middle-aged scribe seemed to know Jin Laodao, and persuaded with a smile, but as soon as the voice fell, a roar suddenly came from the depths, faintly mixed with a trace of human anger.

These old monsters exchanged words to each other, and looked suspicious to each other, "This voice seems to be ...... Sun Daoyou?"

"The voice is a bit similar, there were seventeen of us in our group at the beginning, except for the three demon clans, only fourteen of us human races remained, and now there are only nine of us here, and it just so happens that Sun Daoyou is not here!"

The middle-aged scribe spoke slowly, his voice unhurried.

"Hehe, what are you doing so much, since you have arrived here, just go over and take a look, even if it is really a trap, I will wait for so many people, I will be afraid that he will not succeed!"

Jin Laodao said, he had already taken the lead and took the lead in going deeper.

At this moment, the surrounding dead qi condensed into liquid, like colloidal fluid, it took a lot of strength to take every step, and the temperature in the vicinity had dropped to an extremely low level, even with the blessing of the soul-calming jade talisman, it still gave people a feeling of being cold to the bones.

After about two hours, the originally calm and waveless dead air suddenly boiled, and the next moment, the eyes lit up, as if there was a layer of enchantment and isolation, and the extremely strong dead air disappeared without a trace, and a large open space appeared in front of them.

There are few ancient trees, above the nine heavens, it is rare to see the stars in the sky, but the most shocking thing is not these, but above the void, Sun Lao Dao, who fights ten ancient apes alone.

At this moment, Sun Laodao was covered with colors, his eyes were glowing with a rich and abnormal purple glow, and there was an ancient shield around his body, holding a copper rod, and the rich and abnormal spiritual power in his body was surging out, pouring into the two magic weapons;