Chapter 267: Connecting the Ranks [Medium]

In the narrow corridor, it was quiet and cold, only the footsteps of everyone in the Yuqing Sect made the atmosphere more and more weird. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fortunately, the road is not too long, after walking more than half a mile, the original end of the faint light suddenly became clear, stepping out of the road, there is a vast stone platform, every few feet on the wall hanging a green lantern, it is not a little dark existence.

"Hey, what's that?"

The timid voice of the girl in blue came from behind their ears, and everyone followed the voice, but they saw that in the center of the stone platform at the bottom of their feet, there were also nine ancient lamps, which were also placed in a small circle, but they were not ignited, and they looked black and dull, so most people did not notice it when they first saw it before.

"Let's go, go over and have a look. The monk surnamed Zhang didn't hesitate for much time, and said with a flash of his eyes.

After saying that, he shook his sleeve robe and sacrificed the white shield in front of him, and slowly walked to the center while looking around. Seeing this, everyone also strengthened their vigilance, and immediately followed.

When he arrived at the place two or three feet in front of the green lantern, the monk surnamed Zhang paused, stopped in place, glanced at the nine green lanterns, and was stunned, and said softly: "Bloodstains?"

All the monks' eyes were immediately attracted to it, and when they looked closely, they saw that there was indeed a pool of dried blood in the middle of the green lantern, half black and half red, and the color of the rocks on the ground was extremely quiet, if they hadn't stood in front of them, they really couldn't have seen it.

"The position of this green lantern has its own rules, and it is hidden into a formation. After a little hesitation, the monk surnamed Zhang sighed and said, "It's a pity that Senior Brother Lu has accidentally died under the sneak attack, otherwise, maybe you can tell what type of formation this formation is." ”

"Even if this is really a formation, it should be put aside now. Tang Zixue on the side shook her head slightly, and couldn't help but interject: "The top priority now is to find the traces of the remnants of the Blood Demon Altar here." ”

"Senior Sister Tang is right. The monk surnamed Zhang nodded, and looked at the stone wall in the distance, where there were three holes, much narrower than the passage they had passed when they entered, and it was pitch black, and the details could not be seen clearly.

"There are three forks in the road, what should we do, will the detachment search?" Han Feiyu said with a frown.

"Judging from the current situation, it is better for us to wait together. The monk surnamed Zhang vetoed the proposal, looked back at the monk surnamed Hao, and said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Hao, where is your hundred-mile cry now?"

"As early as when we came in, we let it pick the easternmost hole and go in and explore. The monk surnamed Hao was still maintaining that strange seal in his left hand, and when he heard the monk surnamed Zhang ask, he quickly raised his head and replied, "But until now, although Baili Cry has not encountered any danger, it has not detected the end, and the hole on the east side seems to be bottomless." ”

"Bottomless?"

The monk surnamed Zhang narrowed his eyes, looked at the hole on the east side, shook his head, and muttered: "This is a bit troublesome, after all, the number of people we wait for is limited, and it will definitely outweigh the losses if we search one by one. ”

Many disciples immediately nodded in agreement, after all, in their opinion, it was extremely rare for a cultivator of the same level to be able to defeat one against two, and that Blood Demon Altar Altar Master, who looked young and excessive, even if the magic weapon in his hand was sharp, but under the siege of Longyan and the Nandao people, with a long time, it would inevitably be defeated.

"Uncle Long, hmph, a guy who has just built a foundation and wants to show off his martial arts everywhere just by relying on the best magic weapon given by his family, your expectations for him are too overestimated. To everyone's surprise, Tang Zixue raised her eyebrows at the moment, and said lightly in a cynical tone.

"Senior Sister Tang, what do you mean by this?" The monk surnamed Zhang frowned, and glanced at Tang Zixue with some strange eyes, "The sect is clearly divided, no matter how you say it, Uncle Long is also an elder of ours, how can you slander it in front of so many disciples?"

Most of the rest of the people also showed a hint of surprise, looking at Tang Zixue with a puzzled expression, they never thought that this big beauty who was quite famous in the door would say such a thing.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, I originally planned to play well and put you into the formation, but now that the fighting method outside has ended, there is no need to do more. Tang Zixue sneered, a trace of coldness suddenly flashed in her originally charming eyes, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, she took a step back slightly, and clasped a dark red wooden card in the palm of her hand with a flick of her hand.

Snort!

At the moment when the wooden card appeared in the air, the nine green lights not far away suddenly lit up at the same time, and faintly, there was a connection with the wooden card in Tang Zixue's hand.

"Formation...... Wooden ...... That's the token for the opening of the control formation!"

With just one glance, the monk surnamed Zhang reacted, but even so, he couldn't sacrifice the magic weapon to stop Tang Zixue in this short moment, and could only watch as the wooden card suddenly clenched under Tang Zixue's right palm, and a trace of crack appeared with a "click".

As long as the wooden sign is shattered, the breath inside blends with the green lantern, and this strange magic circle on the ground will be activated!

A sneer appeared at the corner of Tang Zixue's mouth, and she seemed to have seen that in the next moment, this group of fellow disciples would be trapped in the magic circle and die one by one in front of herself!

Shout!

However, at this moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly shot through in front of everyone's eyes at an incredible speed, and easily passed through Tang Zixue's arm, and slashed Tang Zixue's white and flawless jade hand down along a glorious facet!

Bang!

The delicate and slender right hand was still holding the wooden card tightly, but it was already separated from his right arm in Tang Zixue's frightened eyes, and fell to the ground with a dull and light sound!

"Hand ...... My hands!"

Jin Mang's speed was too fast, Tang Zixue didn't feel it first, and after three or four breaths, an irrepressible severe pain swept from the severed hand like a tide, almost bursting her sea of consciousness, and after screaming, she fell to the ground with a "bang".

"This ......"

The monk surnamed Zhang was about to fall off his eyes, and he looked back in a daze, but saw Fang Nan, who was wearing a satin blue robe, standing there with a pale golden bell in his hand, and saw that everyone was following, with a calm smile on his face.