After the defeat of the Gongmo, the Taoist of Wudang Mountain and the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain also entered the dark corridor alone to find a way out, but all of them ended in failure.

According to him, if this strange Ascension Corridor can really confuse the space and prevent him from reaching the main tomb, then when he returns to the side chamber of the clan tomb, he should come back by touching the rock wall on the other side.

However, when he returned, a strange scene almost destroyed this Taoist who had been hunting demons and driving away ghosts for many years. Because when the Taoist chief went, he touched the right rock wall with his right hand and walked towards the Ascension Instrument Corridor, and when he came back, he actually touched the right rock wall with his left hand and came back.

The Taoist firmly believed that he had been touching the wall with his right hand, and he didn't believe that he had changed his left hand halfway, but when he saw that everyone said that he was coming back with his left hand touching the rock wall on the right, the Taoist slid on the ground leaning on the bronze gate, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Since he knew that there was no danger in the Flying Ascension Corridor of the Instrument Gallery, Gong Yi Mo, who had eased up a little, ordered the rest of the family disciples to enter the Corridor in turn to look for clues.

The Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master looked at the disciples of the Gongyi family who had entered the ceremonial corridor, thinking that these young juniors had really big hearts, and they didn't think at all that if they saw their companions running in front of them turning around coldly, they would be directly scared to death.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared in the Heavenly Master's mind, and he said to the Wudang Mountain Dao Master and Chang Xi beside him with some excitement: "Could this ritual corridor be the legendary folding formation?"

Chang Xi was slightly stunned, when it came to folding formations, the first thing he thought of was the endless folding formations that could link various areas in the Bishan Mausoleum, but if you want to realize the return along the way that can make people unaware of it, it takes at least two or more folding formations to achieve it.

Chang Xi shook his head after thinking about it carefully and said, "I thought about it carefully, there shouldn't be a folding formation in this Ascension Instrument Gallery. ”

"How do you dare to ask this?" the Celestial Master asked respectfully, arching his hand.

Previously, Chang Xi volleyed the scene of outlining the hidden formation with his divine sense, and the Dragon and Tiger Mountain was also in the middle of the first-grade sect in the Immortal Dao Alliance, and the heavenly masters on the mountain were naturally well-informed, and they could make amazing strokes such as volleying arrays, and they must be not far from the realm of the formation master, not to mention that the young man dressed as a scholar in front of him was a disciple of Qingyun Houshan, and his identity was only under the master of Jiufeng Peak, so he had to be taken seriously.

Chang Xi said: "The folding formation is a clever formation that mixes the secret technique of space folding, except for Xiao Yishan, the sect master of the Bishan Mausoleum, who was famous a few decades ago, and his old man can arrange it, there is no sect in the Immortal Dao Alliance that can do it. ”

"What's more, the folding formation is far less weird than in this ritual corridor, just the problem of the left and right hands when this Taoist leader went back and forth is already extremely abnormal, and it is far from being explained by the folding formation. ”

Several people's faces were heavy, and the three restless little guys on Chang Xi's body also quietly talked about this weird ritual corridor, but they still couldn't figure it out after arguing, and Rao is Yuehong Sword Spirit with an extraordinary background couldn't figure out the joints for a while.

Chang Xi's heart suddenly moved, walked towards the bronze gate, and stretched out his hand to stop a disciple who was about to continue to enter the corridor to look for clues, his move attracted everyone's attention, and he said lightly: "This time I'm here." ”

Chang Xi walked out of the bronze gate, did not continue to move forward, but stomped on the soles of his feet, and in an instant, a majestic sword qi as vast as a river and a sea appeared beside him, as the number of sword qi became more and more, the majestic sword qi almost formed a thick sword curtain, and the two Dao Masters almost stared out their eyes, although Chang Xi was a disciple of Qingyun Houshan, but after all, he was only a cultivator of the Jindan Realm, and he was able to condense such a magnificent sword qi tide?

Gong Yu Mo vaguely guessed what Chang Xi was going to do, and hurriedly said, "Wait!"

Chang Xi looked back at her when he heard this.

Gong Yi Mo felt the extremely cold sword intent on the sword curtain, and said with palpitations: "This Ascension Instrument Corridor is so weird, it can make us turn around and return for no reason, what if this sword curtain also turns back like before?"

Chang Xi turned his head and said lightly: "I have my own way, you retreat to the side room." ”

Chang Xi suddenly raised his hand and pressed it into the depths of the darkness, and the sword curtain in front of him shot towards the other side of the ceremonial corridor, and the rumbling sword qi roared in the darkness, and soon disappeared from everyone's field of vision. Chang Xi's pupils shrank, and he keenly noticed that the terrifying murals on the surrounding rock walls did not shake like the wind as before, but were almost stationary.

The little Taoist priest of Wudang Mountain patted his head and said in surprise: "That's right, if the reason why we always innocently returned before was because we were subjected to some kind of invisible interference, then the sword qi has no mind and consciousness, so there is no interference and bewitchment, maybe Senior Brother Chang's sword curtain can go directly to the main tomb!"

But after a while, a faint light flickered at the end of the darkness of the ritual corridor, and the roar of sword qi in the distance sounded in his ears again, the little Taoist's smile stiffened on his face, and everyone was also shocked, obviously not expecting that the sword curtain without mental consciousness would also be driven back like them, they hid in the side room one after another, but Chang Xi remained motionless, and felt the moon rainbow in his hand with his backhand, and the sword intent of life and death surrounded his body.

Gong Yi Moqiao's face was slightly pale, and she staggered out and wanted to pull Chang Xi back, but the richness of the sword intent that lingered in the sword curtain of life and death made her feel palpitations.

Behind her, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain grabbed her, Gong Yi Mo looked at the Heavenly Master and the Dao Master, and saw the inexplicable eager look on the faces of the two of them, and the Heavenly Master immediately made a silent gesture on her lips.

Sen Ran's sword curtain collided straight ahead, Chang Xi's life and death sword intent surged like a tide, as if he wanted to integrate into the sword curtain with his body, who knew that the sword curtain was slashed directly on Chang Xi's body, the cold sword qi slashed, but the sound of gold and iron was slashed, Chang Xi's sleeves were shattered, the sword curtain shot on the bronze gate, and Chang Xi's body fell back into the side room in embarrassment.

Different from the exclamations of the disciples of the other Gong Loss Families, the two Dao Elder Heavenly Masters almost screamed out in excitement that were a little out of place, none of the people who could advance to the Yuan Infant Realm were not human spirits, and when Chang Xi shot out the sword curtain containing the sword intent of life and death, they had already vaguely guessed what Chang Xi wanted to do.

Chang Xi took the blow of the sword curtain with his flesh and was unharmed, ignoring the already tattered sackcloth sleeve robe, stood up and sneered: "Sure enough, the horse's feet are exposed." ”