Ning Baifeng stepped on the sword cloud and floated into the air.

Even with the protection of the Tsing Yi hat, you can still feel the blazing heat of the flames burning on the altar.

The flame born by the Legalist law is obviously not comparable to the fire of firewood.

Wen Tianzuo's arrow did not shoot directly at Ning Baifeng, not because he was soft-hearted, but because he knew very well that these sparks would ignite the altar, so as to use the fire to force Ning Baifeng to have no place to stand.

Watching Ning Baifeng fight for so long, it can be regarded as finding out some details. In his eyes, without the flying sword with amazing killing power, the person in front of him is a swordsman.

Such a person, what is he afraid of Wen Tianzuo

Ning Baifeng squinted at the black-armored military general, and slowly put his sword into the sheath.

The corners of Wen Tianzuo's mouth rose.

It's another trick.

What about the power, the art of war has words, knowing oneself and knowing the other side is the way to defeat the enemy, since it has been known, it is false

What about sword cultivation, the soldier monk is never afraid

Wen Tianzuo raised his hand and pulled the bow like a full moon.

There was a buzzing chord boom.

A black shadow struck at a rapid pace.

Ning Baifeng's hand was instantly unsheathed.

The long sword collided with the arrow, and the sharp tip of the sword cut through the middle of the arrow, cutting the black iron arrow in half, slashing through the sides of the body and striking the altar.

Wen Tianzuo retracted his bow and did not move.

The blow just now is a temptation and a killing move.

If the swordsman in Tsing Yi can block it, it is a temptation, if it can't be blocked, after this arrow, it is his stunt, nine stars.

Ning Baifeng looked at this person coldly, ready to draw his sword at any time.

Yuan Tai carried Yuan Zhen on his back, and Yukong came to Ning Baifeng's side.

The flames in the Lost Ze had all turned blue, and the terrifying heat had distorted the air.

Above the altar of sacrifice, there was another roar.

The huge blood ball shook wildly, and the violent fluctuations spread out, directly pushing all the flames on the altar away.

However, even after this brief burning, the altar showed that it was already dark, and even because of the high temperature of the flames in the swamp, the bottom layer of the altar was about to melt.

On the surface membrane of the blood cell, the face, arms, soles of the feet, and various limbs are constantly hitting, like a baby trapped in the fetal membranes.

Ning Baifeng glanced sideways at Yuan Tai, and saw that the water around him was circulating, protecting Yuan Zhen, who was fainting, from being affected by the high temperature.

The two looked at each other and nodded slightly.

With Yuantai on his side, he can be distracted to look at the blood cells.

At present, it is not the best time to fight for Wen Tianzuo's life.

Ning Baifeng turned his head to look at the blood cell.

This time, he didn't dare to draw his sword at will.

He didn't know what kind of witchcraft these witch sacrifices were performing, but he could guess that Zhao Shuo in the middle of it had undergone unpredictable changes.

Just from the palm and footprint prints reflected in the blood film, it can be seen that Zhao Shuo's body size is beyond ordinary people.

At this moment, there was a sea of fire outside the altar.

On the stone path where the altar connects to Yangtianling, there are no people for a long time.

As soon as the battle began, the Qiang people who crawled on the ground and bowed down to worship fled in a hurry.

Ning Baifeng was helpless at this time, so he could only wait.

Time passes.

The force of the impact on the blood ball became more and more ferocious.

At one point, the blood cells suddenly didn't move at all.

In the mist of a sea of fire, there was a dead silence in an instant.

Under the blazing heat and dreary atmosphere, the air became more oppressive than before the storm.

Time seems to be stretched infinitely.

rumble

The blood ball burst open.

In the loud explosion, a violent wave of sound swept away.

Ning Baifeng's face changed dramatically in an instant, and he roared out angrily to "raise the shield"

Yuan Tai immediately moved, and the cyan tortoiseshell shield phantom instantly shrouded the surroundings.

The other three were also using their own tactics.

There was a huge ancient bronze mirror erected in front of the master of Qinghu Courtyard, Wen Tianzuo directly pulled up the cloak behind him to block it, and the man with the spirit monkey squatting on his shoulder took out an oil-paper umbrella and opened it in front.

The sonic waves frantically slammed into several people's protective weapons, like a tsunami hitting a reef.

The blue flames outside the altar were immediately pushed away, and even quickly pushed into the distance.

As soon as the qi wave passed, Ning Baifeng immediately looked up at the blood pool.

The scene in front of him made his pupils shrink suddenly.

A giant naked, without a single hair on his body, stood on a pool of blood, looking up to the sky and roaring.

The height of ordinary people is no more than seven feet, but the height of the giant in front of him has reached more than one zhang.

And the giant's appearance, although magnified, is still Zhao Shuo's handsome face.

Ning Baifeng saw what was going on, and he really couldn't figure out why.

It is obviously a festival used to worship the Qiang witch god, but why did it cause the current situation.

The few people on the periphery are also unclear.

However, before a few people could react, the giant roared, his blood-red eyes scanned the surroundings, and then jumped into the empty pool of blood again without warning.

In the blink of an eye, the giant vanished without a trace.

Everyone was stunned.

"Hahaha, it turns out that the entrance to such a secret realm is actually in the blood pool"

Wen Tianzuo laughed wildly, and instantly rushed into the blood pool.

The man with the spirit monkey squatting on his shoulder glanced at Ning Baifeng and the two of them carefully, his eyes especially stayed on Yuan Tai, and then he also jumped into the blood pool.

The middle-aged scholar nodded slightly towards Ning Baifeng, ready to enter the pool.

Ning Baifeng immediately spoke, "Thank you for your help."

The middle-aged scholar stopped slightly, stood on the edge of the blood pool, and said with a smile, "It's just a gesture, what's more, even if you don't have me, you're fine, it's not a big deal." ”

He turned his gaze to Yuan Zhen, "Helping you can be regarded as helping him." ”

Then without waiting for Ning Baifeng to reply, he said a word to take care and plunged into the pool.

Ning Baifeng's sword eyebrows raised slightly.

The master of Qinghu Courtyard actually knew Yuan Zhen

But then he denied this idea, and it was very likely that the master of Qinghu Courtyard could see Yuan Zhen's heel and guess that he was a disciple of Yanxia Zhenjun, so he made a move.

Yuan Tai glanced at Yuan Zhen on his shoulder and asked, "Young Master, what should I do now?"

In the current situation, Yuan Zhen is unconscious, and it is obviously not suitable to enter the secret realm, but he can't be left behind.

Ning Baifeng thought for a moment, "You send Yuanzhen back to Liucheng." I can see that the ancestor of the Royal Beast Mountain Villa has some intentions against you."

The best thing to do now is to send Yuanzhen out of danger. In particular, the gaze of the old ancestor of the Royal Beast Mountain Villa unabashedly exposed his greed.

Although Ning Baifeng is not afraid, it is not a good thing to be remembered all the time.

So in order to avoid direct conflict, he can only let him go first.

Yuan Tai smacked his lips, "Young master, if the old slave leaves, I'm afraid you will have to face the three Yuan Infant Realm, which is inappropriate." ”

Ning Baifeng shook his head and said, "Two at most." The Qinghu Courtyard Master was obviously not with them, so don't forget what he said before leaving. ”

He has already weighed the pros and cons of letting Yuantai leave. Originally, Ning Baifeng didn't plan to let Yuantai leave, but the last sentence of the Qinghu courtyard master reminded him.

Since helping him is helping Yuanzhen, the other party has obviously already taken into account Ning Baifeng's current situation, so he gave a hint of mention.

Let Yuantai

Send Wonjin away.

Because in that sentence, helping Yuanzhen is equivalent to helping him.

Since Ning Baifeng was missing two people by his side, in the secret realm, the Qinghu Courtyard Master would definitely lend a hand.

Two against two, it's fair.

Ning Baifeng smiled slightly bitterly.

Whether it is a Legalist or a Confucian, as long as you are a scholar, you always like to beat around the bush and leave a lot of blank space when you speak.

They are not afraid of misunderstandings

Yuan Tai hesitated.

He didn't think as much as Ning Baifeng, but in the most intuitive comparison of strength, he could clearly see the gap between high and low.

What's more, people who have only met once are not trustworthy.

Ning Baifeng smiled and comforted, "Don't worry, you can't do anything, I will just leave, and I won't fight them to the end." ”

Yuan Tai didn't believe this sentence at all, after all, the sword fell into Wen Tianzuo's hands, and if there was no separation between the two of them, it was basically impossible.

Even with the help of the master of Qinghu Academy, two to two seems fair.

But in fact, it was Ning Baifeng who used the Sword Pill Realm to cultivate the Shangyuan Infant Realm, and suffered a great loss.

Yuan Tai said, "Young master, the Qiang people have suffered this catastrophe, Yangtianling must be empty, the old slave went there to find a place to rest, and by the way, he watched the entrance of the immortal altar." ”

Ning Baifeng thought for a while, felt that this move was feasible, and nodded in agreement.

Since the decision was made, Yuan Tai didn't say anything more, and galloped away along the stone road to Yangtian Ridge.

Seeing Yuan Tai go away, Ning Baifeng took a deep breath and exchanged the turbidity in his chest.

The previous confrontation and temptation with Wen Tianzuo, as well as the first fight, were not easy.

I shot with all my strength several times, but I felt that it had little effect.

In the face of this strange witchcraft, he is extremely restrained.

Thinking back to the deaths of the three great witch priests, the reason why they were easily killed was most likely because of the use of witchcraft, not only because of the distraction of energy, but also because of the large consumption of a body of magic power.

Because just from the fact that the Great Witch Sacrifice turned into a monster, it can be seen that the strength of these three Great Witch Priests is not weaker than that of the Yuan Infant Realm Qi Cultivator without being damaged.

Since the witch priests have such strength, the witch gods must be even more difficult.

There had been speculation, but now it is more confirmed.

Ning Baifeng walked to the edge of the blood pool and looked down.

The blood in the pool had disappeared, and only the bottom of the pool was carved with strange patterns.

There are many entrances to the secret realm in the world, and there is one in front of you. If it weren't for the giant Zhao Shuo jumping into it, it would be difficult for people to find out, this is the entrance to the secret realm.

It was from here that the previous few people entered.

Immediately, Ning Baifeng no longer hesitated and jumped into it.

The world is spinning.

It's like a human body falling from a waterfall involuntarily.

After landing, even though Ning Baifeng was confident and extraordinary, he still knelt on the ground and retched.

I have experienced the upside down of the mountains and rivers, and I have been in and out of the secret realm several times, and I am no stranger to this feeling, but I have never been in this situation now.

Generally speaking, the more times you enter and exit the secret realm, the more the aura inside will be dispersed, and the lower the sense of reversal of entry and exit.

And now this situation, the only explanation is that there are very few people from this secret realm, and the boundary walls of the secret realm are staggeringly thick.

Thankfully, it's only to this extent.

If, like the Lizhu Secret Realm in Qingdu, everyone who enters is sealed by the boundary wall and the memory soul is sealed, then the consequences are even more unpredictable.

Explore a strange secret place, although the opportunity is great, but it is also risking your life.

Retching and coughing for a while, Ning Baifeng slowly calmed down.

When I looked down, I saw that it was still a strange pattern carved on the stone slab.

However, when Ning Baifeng raised his head and looked around, the sight in front of him directly stunned him. ，，，

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