Chapter 427: Yin Wind Prison

Zheng Zheng was about to sneak into the Yin Feng Cave secretly, when there was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, and then he saw a giant sword with a thousand feet of light, with a terrifying sword aura and murderous aura, flying out of the void and slamming into Baiman Mountain.

The colorful divine light was bright, and the mountain protection array was automatically running.

This great array is extremely remarkable, in this sword that is like opening the heavens and the earth, cutting the starry sky, it only shook a few times, and then stabilized again.

The thousand-zhang giant sword quickly deflected, splitting into hundreds of swords of various colors and radiant swords, and then flew backwards. Dozens of figures crossed the sky in the distance, and these people stood firmly on the flying sword, and the sword stepped into the air, arrogant.

"The mongrels of the Hundred Barbarian Mountains, don't come out and die soon. An old man with white eyebrows and a long beard, standing on the flying sword, shouted loudly like thunder.

"Who am I, the reason is the remnants of Shushan, you don't hide it? ”

It turned out to be a master of Shushan, Zheng Zheng was a little surprised, didn't he say that Shushan was destroyed by the Ghost Mansion and the Baiman after joining forces before? How could he be entangled in such a powerful force in just half a year?

Especially the white-haired and long-bearded old man, with surging sword intent and murderous aura, he is obviously a master of the Great Perfection.

However, what happened in Shushan, Zheng Zheng didn't want to guess more. Opposing him, his perception of this sect has not been very good, just let them eat dogs with Baiman Mountain, and fight in the dark, and they can go in and rob people.

"Hongguan boy, let's call your master, the province says that I am too vain to bully the juniors. ”

"You're not dead yet, you old guy?" said Hong Guan in surprise.

"I hate why I'm not dead. Otherwise, there is no need to be ashamed of the spirit of the ancestor in the sky. The Taixu swordsman said angrily.

At this time, Zheng Zheng was not in a hurry, and secretly hid, watching the excitement on the one hand, and waiting for the best time on the other.

Shushan and Baiman Mountain spit out a few more minutes of war of words, Taixu Lao Dao obviously had no patience, or was blinded by hatred, and began to lead dozens of Shushan disciples to attack Baiman Mountain is fierce.

Don't look at the disciples of Shushan Mountain, the high Great Perfection, the low Qi refining three or four layers, but the flying sword is very powerful, especially under the leadership of Taixu Lao Dao, the Baiman Mountain is crumbling.

Seeing that the battle on the front line was urgent, several masters at the entrance of the Yinshan Cave were also transferred to the front line, leaving only an eighth-layer monk to guard it.

Zheng Zheng was overjoyed, he didn't expect the opportunity to come so lightly.

The Linglong Pagoda spit out, and the faint and faint mana fluctuations in the space were unexpectedly discovered by the demon cultivator, and a sweet and greasy fishy wind immediately swept over.

The three-tailed fox ran out of its hiding place, turned into a white light, and disappeared into the rock pile in front of it in an instant.

"Three-tailed spirit fox?" the demon cultivator exclaimed in surprise.

However, he kept in mind his responsibilities and did not leave his post because he saw Linghu. Zheng Zheng was not discouraged, after the three-tailed spirit fox had a few white lights like lightning, there was suddenly an extra stool in his mouth. The head of this cucumber block is the size of a doll, the two groups of thick roots on the left and right are like arms, the ginseng head is like a head, and a rich medicinal fragrance that cannot be dispersed is diffused at the mouth of the Yinshan cave.

"The ancestor is above, that is the 10,000-year-old Xuanshen. Demon Xiu was so excited that he almost couldn't speak, and a black shadow, "whoosh", flew out of the Yin Wind Cave and rushed towards the direction of the three-tailed spirit fox.

The spirit fox seemed to be frightened, and he didn't even want the spirit ginseng, so he just lost it and ran away. And the ginseng lost its restraints, and as soon as it fell to the ground, it rolled and turned into a fat baby wearing a red belly pocket.

The baby babbled a few times, drilled into the ground, and when it reappeared, it was already a hundred meters away.

Demon Xiu only almost had his eyes bulging out, and he said violently, "He has become a refined form, I must catch him." The monk's eyes were full of greed, and he finally threw the matter of the Yin Feng Cave out of the clouds, and chased the Xuanshen doll there with all his heart.

Zheng Zheng laughed twice, swaggered out of the darkness, and entered the Yin Wind Cave.

The cave is a little damp, and even some foul smell and fishy smell, every tens of meters, there is a lamp oil made of human bone cover, shaking the blue flames, let the wind howl in the cave, it is not able to blow out the bone lamp, it is very dark, very gloomy.

Zheng Zheng is extremely bold, so naturally he will not be deterred and keeps moving forward.

Soon, an iron gate appeared in front of him. There are a total of 12 iron grates. Each one was dark and shiny, and it was painted with blood-red rune seals. The door lock was the size of a millstone, silver-gray, and carved with the pattern of a wild beast. And the lock mouth is precisely in the mouth of the alien beast.

Zheng Zheng was a little hesitant, this door is obviously a formation door, and the formation eye is in the mouth, if you can't open the door lock correctly, I'm afraid it will stimulate the formation, and it will be a hard battle at that time.

After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Zheng stepped back, first punched out eight jade discs, and laid down the Nayin magic array. Then the purple fire and the fire rose from the left and right palms. The two flames crossed, and they were struck on the silver lock, and began to crackle and burn.

The blood-red runes on the twelve ink-colored iron pillars lit up, and the twelve ferocious beast souls such as tigers, explosions, lions, and wolves came out of their bodies, but their arrogance had not yet been fully released, and they were burned to pieces by the purple and green divine fire.

Not long after, the silver lock and silver grate were burned into molten iron by the two flames.

Zheng Zheng went deeper again, and after entering about a hundred meters, he suddenly stopped, his eyes flashing and staring at the dark place in front of him, where there was a fluctuation of mana, and if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't find it at all.

Zheng Zheng played a lighting technique, and there was a burst of light in an instant.

The shadow hidden in the corner turned into a black line, and rushed towards it at the speed of lightning and flint.

Zheng Zheng snorted coldly, the pagoda covered his body, and the black line was extremely flexible and ferocious, directly hitting the Linglong pagoda, making a dull sound.

"Squeak" two screams, the black shadow rolled backwards, slammed into the corner of the wall, and soon revealed its original form.

It turned out to be a big rat, and it was also a rat devourer of the eighth layer of qi refining.

The purple and green divine flame turned into a tongue of fire, quickly enveloping the devouring rat, this guy seemed to be moved to the threat of life, drilled into the ground, and immediately disappeared without a trace.

Zheng Zheng didn't care, and went deeper again.

Soon, another stone wall stood in front of him, and a huge skull hung on top of this stone wall, with two eyes flashing green, and in the open bone mouth, many scorpions and small poisonous snakes crawled in and out there.

Zheng Zheng was polite, and directly burned all these disgusting things into nothingness with the Ziqing Divine Fire.

Pushing open the door, the scene ahead made Zheng Zheng a little stunned.

This is a broken wall, and there is an abyss at the foot of the meter. In the air in front of him, there were eight prisons, and in each prison, there was a person. Everyone was pierced through the pipa bone with a blood talisman cold iron, and a wooden sword was inserted into the top of their heads, although they were not dead, but their sanity was very sluggish.

Seeing Zheng Zheng, a living person, he didn't have an angry expression at all.