At this moment, the voice of the dialect also entered the consciousness of the Hu Dao people: "Defend with all your might." Bubble book. Bar*"

Without a moment's hesitation, the starlight fluctuations immediately appeared in the Sen Ran scroll, and in an instant, the power of the Star Burial Robe enveloped all the surroundings.

"Kid" and "An Dang" continued to shout and shout, mixed and unclear, Hu Dao people can hear the anger, and then a Rin, a killing force has surged towards their own killing, this breath Hu Dao people are not strangers, it has been penetrated by it once in the past Natal magic weapon, for the power of annihilation, even Hu Dao people also have palpitations, at this moment again, the dialect has no retreat move, Hu Dao people can only urge the power of the ontology magic weapon to the extreme, hoping not to let the dialect have too much harm.

However, it was the same as last time, or even worse, this annihilation power once again penetrated the defense of the Star Burial Robe and hit the body of the dialect directly, and before the Hu Dao people had time to pay attention to the dialect situation, they felt a sudden flash of earth-shattering fluctuations in the black gas outside, and the power was much more fierce than the previous people fighting with the demon beast, and the Hu Dao people who knew it in their hearts immediately packed up their minds and urged their whole body magic weapon.

The violent fluctuations hit the Star Burial Robe in waves like turbulent waves in an instant, and although the Sen Ran Scroll was in the void between the void and the real, it was difficult to avoid such a bombardment fluctuation, and the Hu Dao people who were the body of the machine spirit also felt a burst of fainting.

I don't know how long it took, the surging movement finally stopped, and as soon as the Hu Dao man who was enduring the discomfort in his body raised his eyes, he noticed that there was a lot of calm on the platform outside, and the original churning black air began to slow down, as for the two distracted mid-stage monks and the illusion demon beasts fighting with them, they had long since disappeared, and the figure that had just flashed out should also be gone.

Don't care about carefully exploring the specifics outside, just for a moment, Hu Daoren put away his divine sense, turned around and looked at the dialect, seeing the dialect situation, Hu Daoren's heart immediately tightened, at this moment the dialect had already put away the Sen Ran scroll, sitting cross-legged on the platform, urging the exercises, his face was pale, more than ten times heavier than the last time.

Sensing the observation of the Hu Dao people, a divine sense fluctuation came from the dialect, which made the Hu Dao people feel a little calm.

Receiving the divine consciousness transmission of the dialect, Hu Daoren's heart was a little calm, listening to the tone of the dialect, it should not have hurt the root, but if the body was injured, no matter how serious the injury was, there would be a moment to recover, and then the Hu Daoren concentrated on being a guard.

Soon, Hu Daoren found that the black qi on the platform outside was surrounding him one by one, and the Hu Dao people who had experienced it last time knew that these black breaths were the key to leaving here, and there was no harm to the dialect, and it seemed that it could also speed up the recovery of the dialect's body, and it did not stop them, allowing them to infiltrate and quickly pour into the dialect's body.

Hu Daoren felt that with the continuous influx of these black aura, Fang Yan's face seemed to change a little, and after a while, Fang Yan took the initiative to absorb these black aura.

Seeing that Fang Yan was relieved to heal, Hu Daoren once again turned his attention to the surroundings, although Fang Yan signaled that it was okay, but he was facing two distracted mid-stage great cultivators just now, and if there was a mistake, it would be a catastrophe.

The surrounding black aura faded more and more, and the situation on the platform was gradually revealed, and the two statues on both sides of the column were awe-inspiring, and two murderous auras came to their faces, but the simple murderous aura could not help the nonsense people, let alone affect the dialect that urged the Sanskrit Technique to forge the body.

After a while, Hu Daoren saw two figures revealed in the faded black aura, spread on the platform,

The dialect was on the side, and the Hu Dao people didn't dare to stay away, just stared at the two figures tightly, and looked at them for a while, the two figures had no breath, no movement, and they didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

Finally, there was no trace of black aura on the platform, only two statues stood up, and Fang Yan also dragged his tired body to stand up, greeted the Hudaoren, and walked towards the two humanoids on the other side.

Before he got close, Fang Yan had already shot out two red rays from his body and entered the two flesh bodies respectively, and at the same time, there was a smoke sandwiched in the sword light to kill the past, at this moment, Hu Dao people knew, Fang Yan didn't know whether the two were dead or alive, and at this moment Fang Yan didn't even have the heart to investigate, it was directly the powerful bombardment of the Great Wu Sword Array, the Star Mister Mirage, and the Peach Miasma Poison Scorpion Venom mixed together, that is, the two people still had their breath left, and they could only fall under such a fierce attack.

In an instant, several powers entered the two bodies, and a muffled snort suddenly sounded, which seemed to be the voice of the Lone Eagle Daoist, but unfortunately it was only a muffled snort, and there was no sound, and at this moment, Fang Yan and Hu Dao stood on the side of the two bodies.

Looking at the two distracted mid-stage great monks on the ground, after the fall, they still left an unwilling look, Fang Yan smiled coldly, and then waved his hand to take the two bodies into his hands, and without looking for what good things the two of them had, he shouted at the Hu Daoren: "The passage has been revealed, and it will be closed again soon, let's leave here and talk about it." ”

After finishing speaking, he rolled up and flashed towards a dim Yongdao passage revealed on the side of the platform, and after a while, the dialect Hudaoren stepped out of the platform and stepped into the Yongdao, looking back, a black aura flashed on the platform again, and the exit of the Yongdao had begun to close.

Although it is not the same platform, the shape is not much different, along the dim corridor all the way up the stairs, less than a quarter of an hour later, the dialect sensed the breath at the end of the corridor, a leap, then took a step out of the dim environment, once again came to the bottom of the three-story platform where the bones were stored, but the position was no longer the same as the last time, it seemed to be on the other side of the platform.

On the three-story platform, the eternal skeleton of the huge demon beast is still lying quietly at the top of the platform, the majestic coercion is as strong as ever, the dialect that has been prepared for a long time, the strength is not comparable to the last time, but it is not hit by the sudden coercion of the central god, just trembling slightly.

looked at the situation on the high platform, but Fang Yan did not move immediately, and sat down directly under the high platform.

"Fang Yan, why don't you continue to recover on that platform, isn't that black aura of great benefit to you?" asked Hu Daoren with some doubts.

"That black aura helps to restore the physical body, but it doesn't have that much effect, I can't refine a few pills will not be much worse, the key is that I don't know what will happen to the two statues on the platform, this is the Wuzu Barren Tomb, everything is better to be careful, and this place is not bad." Fang Yan shook his head and said.

"I see, you can recover with peace of mind, and leave the rest to me. Hu Daoren's doubts were solved, and he didn't say more, even if he once again took on the duty of guard.

Soon, under the silent three-story platform, a rare mana fluctuation flashed, and the dialect had already fallen into cultivation recovery.

In the depths of the magic weapon space of the Senran Scroll, there was a person who was thinking agitated, and his face was full of surprise, of course, it was Zhou Hao, who was seriously injured and was imprisoned in the dialect, the distraction mid-stage great monk, the shock just now was very great, that is, there was a star burial robe defense, and the Senran Scroll was also greatly impacted, but there were fluctuations into the space where Zhou Hao was.

Originally, Zhou Hao Daoist thought that it was his companion's move to rescue him, but after a while, everything returned to calm, and he still didn't see the breath of Lone Eagle and An Xiong appearing, and he didn't see the big array where he was trapped forced to move, Zhou Hao felt a little anxious in his heart, and after taking out the communication jade talisman in his hand, when he wanted to try his luck and pass another news to try it, he suddenly found that the divine sense imprints of several people who had flashed were already gray, not only the Lone Eagle Dao people, An Xiong Dao people, but also the Sheng Jie Dao people who he had been suspicious before.

The person who can wave his hand to kill the lone eagle An Xiong cannot be the Sheng Jie Daoist who was suspected before, not to mention that Sheng Jie also fell, Tianxing Sect? Sure enough, he offended the high-ranking monk of Tianxing Sect? Zhou Hao Daoist immediately had such a thought in his heart, thinking about this, Zhou Hao, who was frightened, was worried in his heart, and he didn't know what would greet him, as for the truth of the matter, it was a junior in the early stage of distraction who killed his three companions in a row and imprisoned him here, I am afraid that someone told Zhou Hao, Zhou Hao would not believe it at all.