The phantom slashed an arc from mid-air.

Suddenly, the world is clear, and the mountains and rivers are solemn.

Everyone looked up, staring at the sound of swallowing wind and the rapid descending ghostly light, their eyes full of despair. Only a group of white bones, while Lang Yu summoned the phantom again, with a full fighting spirit, fearlessly or fearlessly stepped forward.

However, at the moment when they were about to collide with the ghostly light, the main hall, which had already moved, began to shake more violently, and at the same time, just like the flute that everyone had heard before, it was heard from the main hall again!

The flute sound is beautiful and fascinating.

Everyone shook their heads and woke up from their momentary trance. Before, their minds were based on getting out of trouble and killing, and they didn't notice the existence of the main hall, but at this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed.

The name of the main hall is Dao Death, and everyone knows one or two, but the reason that fascinates everyone is the origin of this Dao Death Palace.

It is rumored that the main hall is set up by the lord of this secret realm, is his living place, and is the place where he preaches, and there are inevitably many Taoist books and immortal weapons in the hall, so it has also attracted the coveted of many people in the world.

It's just that the main hall made a movement at this time, but it made everyone's hearts darken, they had their hearts touched, but they were powerless to avoid the power of the phantom that came from the splitting face.

In the incessant flute sound, the white bones trembled again, as if they had always been restrained by the sound of the flute, and it didn't take long for them to quickly turn back in the direction they had come.

As if the sound of the flute had slowed down time, the fast glow was only late at this moment, and everyone's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and in the light of their eyes, there was despair, gloom, and a hint of luck in anticipating that the sound of the flute could bring hope.

In the blink of an eye, the ghostly light was approaching, and with a wave of wind, it suddenly slammed into everyone's cheeks, and then raised everyone's hair.

But at this moment, above the Dao Death Palace, a huge gilded palm transformed in an instant without warning, and at the same time, it was formed, and it suddenly grabbed towards the ghostly light.

The palms of the hands are shining and dazzling. I only felt that in a trance, it had appeared above everyone's heads, leaving a golden afterglow wherever it passed.

The ghost light is already clenched in the palm of your hand!

The crowd who waved their sleeves to cover their faces once again felt a fierce wind swinging towards them, and when they calmed down, they realized that they were still in the same place and were safe, and they looked up one after another.

I saw that the originally bright palm was slightly dim, and it stopped in the air in the form of a grip, but between the fingers of the palm, there were dots of ghostly light leaking out, and finally disappeared in the air.

The ghostly light that frightened everyone's hearts was ...... in an instant Dissipate!

Just as the people were stunned by this, their palms suddenly opened again, and they swung to the top of Lang Yu, the phantom that exuded an aura of destruction.

The ghostly light cut by it has dissipated, and the phantom of the big hand, under this wave, the original bright color has also quickly dimmed. Subsequently, the entire illusory image, in the bursts of spatial fluctuations, like an unstable lake, swayed with water ripples, and finally completely dissipated.

Heaven and earth suddenly became clear.

The palm of the hand was no longer golden, and began to slowly become transparent, looking at its appearance, it should be a sign that the shape was about to disperse, but when it became more and more transparent, it again grabbed the air not far away without a trace......

The fallen crowd dragged up their weak bodies and slowly stood up, among them, except for those who were severely injured, a few strong ones were not too badly injured. At this moment, while they were rejoicing in the robbery, they also threw themselves into the Dao Death Hall with awe in their eyes. The sudden transformation of the giant hand caused a thousand thoughts to flash through their minds, but then they turned their minds and looked in front of them one after another, and sat on the ground, surrounded by a group of green-shirted disciples.

Drops of rose red splattered on the ground with bursts of coughing, leaving blood marks mixed with dirt stains. Lang Yu's face turned miserable, looking at the place where the golden palm dissipated. His hole cards have been exhausted, but he didn't expect to cause a change in the Dao Death Palace, so that he fell short. At this time, although he was in a state of distraction, there was a trace of unwillingness in the depths of his eyes.

"Lang Ji ......"

Not far away, the people who escaped from danger slowly surrounded Langji, most of them were silent, but the anger on their faces was not suppressed in the slightest.

Crunch.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound, like a voice that had been dull for a long time in the years, which made people sound heavy but jerky.

Heaven and earth are peaceful, and the sound is particularly abrupt. The crowd that was gradually approaching Langji stopped and looked sideways one after another.

Lang Yu faced everyone before, as if he had made a decision, his arm had reached into his sleeve robe, but the sudden sound made him stop what he was doing, his eyes swept over the people who surrounded him, and finally fell in the direction of the sound......

"It's ......"

Just after everyone's eyes gathered in one place, a casual glance made their faces show a look of surprise.

Reflected in their eyes was the Hall of the Dead not far away. At this moment, a tall and dark temple door, accompanied by bursts of astringent sounds, slowly opened a gap.

The gate of the temple is not far away, but it is impossible to see carefully, and a person has the heart to step forward, but no one dares to take a step, hesitated, and can only wait in place.

"Could it be that there is someone inside?" Just as the people were silent, suddenly, a horse-faced young man looked at the slowly opening door of the temple, wondered, and turned to the person next to him cautiously asked.

"Nonsense, according to legend, the secret realm has existed far away, who can prolong the breath in it, even if it is a powerful cultivation, the old man does not believe that he can have a thousand years of age!" The person who was asked was an old man with gray hair, and when he saw the horse-faced young man asking, he immediately frowned, thinking that the other party's words were insignificant, and then after a few words of old-fashioned speech, he flicked his sleeves and stood upright.

The horse-faced young man felt a little embarrassed and stopped asking, but he stared at the door of the hall that was gradually opening, and he kept muttering.

"If there is no living person in the hall, how did the giant hand transform, and how did the flute sound a few times......"

In an instant, the door of the temple finally stopped opening when it was half-opened and half-hidden.

The courtyard was half exposed, and people looked at it, but the hall was pitch black, so that they could not see it. But just as everyone was holding their breath, a small figure gradually took shape and swayed out of the hall.

"Really...... There are really people, seniors......" The horse-faced young man who had expressed his doubts spoke again, and turned his head to look at the old man beside him.

"Old man...... The old man ...... "The old man who was questioned looked at the figure who walked out of the door, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably, and at this moment he heard the call of the horse-faced young man, his face suddenly became flushed, his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground.

"Senpai, what's wrong with you...... Senior ......"

Someone in the crowd heard the conversation between the two just now, and as the old man fell to the ground, people gradually made a commotion, but they just stared at the figure walking out of the hall, but they did not move a bit.

But in the crowd, Bai Shan, Wumo, Chihuo and most of the Jiuli people showed a trace of suspicion and strange looks.

"Xiaoli?" Yi Han approached the Jiuli clan when the giant hand disappeared, and at this moment, looking at the figure that was getting closer and closer, he found a trace of familiarity, and he couldn't help but speak.

Slowly, people also realized that something was not quite right, and felt that the figure was a little familiar, and now as Yi Han spoke, people suddenly showed their expressions of surprise, and their eyes were full of disbelief and looked at Wu Mo and the others.

"Why did this girl appear in the Dao Death Palace......"

"I heard that she was kidnapped by the Divine Phoenix, and the Jiuli clan is also looking for her with all their might, but I didn't expect her to be still alive and enter the Dao Death Palace......"

"It seems that there is no one in this hall, it is just an oolong ......"

The crowd was stunned and surprised. And the petite figure, after walking a few feet away from the hall, slowly stopped.

"Grandpa Wumo, Bai Shan......" shouted out from his mouth one after another, with a little excitement and joy, he waved his hand to everyone in the Jiuli clan, and after a pause, he turned to Yi Han and said, "Brother Yi Han, the uncle in the palace let you in......"

"It's Xiaoli, it's Xiaoli!" Xiaoli didn't reach everyone, but after hearing the voice, the three of Wumo were immediately relieved and excited. But when they heard the second half of Xiaoli's words, the three of them suddenly showed surprise.

Not only the three of them, but after hearing Xiao Li's words, the others were also shocked again, revealing the same look as before, waiting for Xiao Li to walk out of the temple gate.

"There are ancient monks inside, we must not disturb here!"

"Yi Han, who is this?"

“......”

People spoke a few words, but finally settled on the word Yi Han, some people knew Yi Han, looking for attention in the crowd, and gradually, one after another eyes condensed on Yi Han.

Facing a pair of eyes, Yi Han was a little uncomfortable, he also heard Xiaoli's shout, and when he knew that someone let him enter the hall, he was a little overwhelmed.

"Yi Han, go ahead, Xiaoli is fine, you shouldn't be in the way. Suddenly, Umo patted Yi Han on the shoulder and hugged him in front of him.

Yi Han nodded, and under the gaze of Dao Dao's gaze, he walked straight towards the Dao Death Hall.

But before he could go far, a voice sounded behind Yi Han.

"Although I shouted this kid, I still have to go in from a certain place! It's been a long time, even if there are people in the hall, they must have run out of oil and dried up, and there is no threat to us, if you leave the inheritance, wouldn't it be cheaper for this kid!"

As soon as these words fell, several people's eyes flashed and they ran towards the main hall, and the people who spoke also walked quickly, for fear of falling behind.

Wu Mo and the others looked at the group of people who went forward and frowned.

Suddenly, a clear sound suddenly sounded, and everyone followed the sound, and their pupils shrank.

"It's ...... again"