Chapter Seventy-One: The Secret Realm of the Five Spirits (19)

Ten days have passed since that terrible thunder.

In the third volcano, Bailu and the others were all sitting around Dongfang Yue, all of them looking tired and frowning.

"Has the little junior brother found it?" Dongfang Yue asked with a pale face leaning against the stone wall.

Zhou Shun shook his head, his honest face and chin were covered with stubble. "We've searched all around the Misty Swamp, if—" He paused, grimacing, and continued, "If the hundred-year-old junior brother dies under the Heavenly Authority of the Secret Realm, the corpse should also be found. ”

Qin Baitang has also been very uncomfortable these days, she clenched a pair of finger cuff magic weapons, which she refined and prepared for Qin Baisui to shoot stars. "Master, what about the Misty Swamp?"

Zhou Shun didn't look back. "There was only one full moon night in these ten days, and the people went in and searched for two hours, but they found nothing. ”

Qin Baitang's heart was roaring and dripping blood: If Ah Sui hadn't been there to save you, he wouldn't have disappeared, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead! She stood up suddenly, closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, suppressing the demon that had almost formed.

"Senior Sister Baitang, don't worry, Uncle Xiao is so powerful, he will definitely be fine!" Qiu Xianxian reached out to hold Qin Baitang's hand and comforted.

Dong Tong also stretched out his hand to hold Qin Baitang and said, "Before listening to Uncle Xue's return, there must be a magic weapon for the hundred-year-old junior brother to defend himself, Baitang, don't worry." ”

Qin Baitang sighed, when Qin Baisui came, he told her what magic weapon Lu Tingxue gave her to defend herself. "Yes, Uncle Dong. ”

Guan Fengying, who has always loved to ridicule Qin Baisui, doesn't say anything cool at the moment, although she doesn't like Qin Baisui, she is also worried about Qin Baisui's safety.

Dongfang Yue sat up straight and asked Bailu, "What do you think of the jade slip I handed over to you." ”

Bailu pursed his lips before replying: "Most of the formations in the jade slip are very profound, my formation qualifications are not as good as yours, and it is not easy to understand forty percent." "The jade slip that Dongfang Yue gave to Bailu is the formation inheritance of Baihua Zhenjun.

"Forty percent, that's enough, I originally wanted you to use the wind formation, but I think it's better to use the fire system, you use the fire formation to arrange it in the fifth volcano of the Blood Treasure Sect, I want to make them unable to get out, they can't get in, and they will be tormented by fire every day. ”

Bai Lu's brows stretched, and he nodded: "There is indeed a set of fire formations that are suitable for trapping people, but there are a few things I don't understand yet." With a wave of his hand, Bailu used his spiritual power to manifest a formation diagram in mid-air, and asked Dongfang Yue for advice.

Seeing the two of them like this, except for Guan Fengying and Qiu Xianxian, who were also practicing the formation, everyone else got up and left, giving them a quiet place.

.....

With Dongfang Yue's guidance, Bai Lu led people to set up a formation outside the fifth volcano of the Blood Treasure Sect late that night. When the formation lit up, the monks of the Blood Treasure Sect realized that someone had set up a formation outside.

Chu Mingshan led people out of the crater, and he looked at Bailu and the others outside the formation with pity.

A monk from the Blood Treasure Sect who was good at the formation checked the formation, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and said, "Young Sect Master, I can't break this formation, what should I do?"

Chu Mingshan didn't answer him, but said to Bailu outside the match: "Shuntian Bailu, Qin Baisui is dead!" Bailu and his party came to set up a formation in the middle of the night, but it was not the work of the Shuntian Dao cultivator who has always prided himself on being upright, it seems that the stinky boy died outside.

Bailu's cold and arrogant eyes stood in the coldest moonlight in the world.

She doesn't speak, someone else speaks.

Guan Fengying took a step forward and said through the formation: "I want to kill you directly, but my Senior Sister Yue disagrees, she said, since your Blood Treasure Sect likes to play with essence blood so much, then use this formation to burn you to dry up little by little, and see how many people you can leave the secret realm after two months!"

After Guan Fengying finished speaking, Bai Lu's eyes swept over all the disciples of the Blood Treasure Sect, and then left with Shuntian and his party. Compared with the coldness of his eyes, Bailu can throw off the eighteen streets of Chu Mingshan.

"Young Sect Master, what should I do?"

"You can't break it, and you still ask me to go back!"

The Blood Treasure Sect cultivators couldn't leave the Fifth Volcano, and it seemed that there was nothing to lose, but they couldn't look for the Quenching Spirit Stone Mountain Range, let alone go to the Misty Swamp to take the elixir, and they couldn't go down to the volcano to capture the essence.

Like now, just outside the crater, they are already so hot that they are sweating, and once they enter the volcano, they will not die and peel off their skin under the high temperature.

But these are just the beginning, in the future, the temperature in the formation will be higher and higher day by day, now it is just hot sweating, and it can still be endured, and when it comes later, the blood in the body will be like boiling water, squeezing people dry little by little, I don't know if they can resist the day they leave the secret realm.

Return to the white deer of the third volcano, let everyone else rest, and then come to Dongfang Yue's side alone.

The faint light of the jade stone illuminated Dongfang Yue's side, and the shadow on her face was the best makeup, she didn't sleep, she was leaning against the stone wall and waiting.

"Senior Sister Yue. ”

"How?"

"There is no problem with the formation. Bai Lu thought for a moment and continued: "After two months, if the monks of the Blood Treasure Sect are wiped out, I am afraid that the Yuanying monks of the Blood Treasure Sect will come to seek revenge. ”

Dongfang Yue said coldly: "Don't worry, the whole army will not be wiped out, whoever dies Chu Mingshan will not die, after all, he is the young sect master of the Blood Treasure Sect, especially when he got the golden spirit a few days ago, although he can't refine it immediately, he can still live until the day he comes out of the secret realm with his body." ”

Bailu frowned and nodded, she didn't understand, why some people do a lot of evil, but it's good luck.

That day, after the disappearance of Qin Baisui in the secret realm of Tianwei, Chu Mingshan actually caught Jin Ling, who was forced out by purple thunder, on the way to escape.

Chu Mingshan is the Three Spirit Roots of Earth, Gold and Fire, and his talent is average, but his father is the sect master of the Blood Treasure Sect, and all kinds of heavenly wealth and earth treasures have been prepared for him before he is born.

It can be seen how terrifying the Blood Treasure Sect Master's beloved heart is.

And Chu Mingshan, who was in the formation, was indeed not worried about his own safety at this time, and the others would die when they died, he didn't care.

......

Qin Wanhe sat on a boulder, and the moonlight sprinkled on his white robe, as if bathed in fairy mist.

In front of Qin Wanhe's upright body, stood Bai Chi, who was even taller and more majestic. "Senior Brother Qin, just let me out. Bai Chi was very anxious when he learned that Qin Baisui was missing, but Qin Wanhe did not allow him to leave.

"What can you do when you go out? There are so many of them who can't find it, you can find it when you go?" No matter how Bai Chi begged him, Qin Wanhe disagreed with a straight face.

"Hmph, Senior Brother, do you really think you can stop me?!" Bai Chi finally pulled out his heavy sword in anger and pointed directly at Qin Wanhe's face.

Facing the tip of the sword that was almost attached to his eyebrows, Qin Wanhe was still indifferent, he changed his gentle expression, raised his eyes and said coldly: "Bai Chi, if it weren't for the fact that before leaving, the head of the sect specially explained to me, if you want to leave now, you will leave, I will never say a word." ”

Before entering the Five Spirits Secret Realm, Qin Wanhe didn't know that Bai Chi was actually the only son of the head of the Thousand Swords Sect. Not only did he not know, except for a few elders in the Thousand Swords Sect, the disciples didn't know that this Bai Chi, who had always been looked down on by them, had such a remarkable identity!

Bai Chi lowered his head and sneered, and mocked in a deep voice: "That old man is afraid that I will die, so he won't be able to find anything to please that woman." "A mother who hates him and loves him, a father who only treats him as a thing, when does he really care about his life and death. "Draw your sword, Qin Wanhe. ”

Qin Wanhe closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he didn't get up, but directly pulled out his spirit sword, and picked up Bai Chi's heavy sword with a sword, and didn't see how he made the sword, after a crane roar, Bai Chi knelt directly in front of him on one knee.

Bai Chi trembled his right hand, and blood beads formed into lines, dripping onto the heavy sword that fell to the ground. He has tesuji...... was directly picked off by Qin Wanhe!

"It's a good trick to fly thousands of miles. Bai Chi picked up the heavy sword with his left hand and got up to leave. If the tendons of the right hand are broken, you can't hold a sword, and a sword cultivator who can't hold a sword, how can you find someone.

Qin Wanhe looked at Bai Chi's depressed back and sighed, he didn't want to break Bai Chi's tendons as a last resort, he could only let him recuperate in the volcano for more than a month now, and then he would talk about it later.

He clenched the Crane Ming Sword and raised his eyes to look at the misty swamp, as Qin Bai's eldest brother, how could he not be in a hurry, but he couldn't do anything......