When the Tanglin army broke through the mountain, Huang Zhenwei was in the tiger wolf army camp.

He stood in front of a drinking well.

This was the way in and out of the Nine Dead Silkworms that killed Liang Lian when the eldest lady of the Gongsun family released the power she had accumulated for many years and formed a snowstorm to seal the camp.

At this time, he stood in front of this well, and even imagined the picture of that day in his mind.

The man rushed out of the gushing well water and quietly appeared in front of Liang Lian, and the wind and snow were used by him.

Since you enter and exit from this drinking horse well, as long as you enter this drinking horse well and enter the underground Yin River, you may be able to get some useful clues.

After the conversation with the teacher that day, Huang Zhenwei knew that he had to quickly rely on himself to find some clues about the Nine Dead Silkworms.

But when it was finally determined that the man's way in and out was this well, he hesitated slightly.

Xu Yanqin died in the Yin River underground.

Bai Shanshui is the most proficient master in the world, and even Xu Yanqin is not an opponent, and he cannot beat Bai Shanshui in the underground Yin River.

Maybe this entrance and exit was a bait to deliberately lure him or other Changling cultivators in?

As the head of a division, and because of the relationship between the exercises he practiced, the significance to Changling was greater than that of Xu Yanqin, so he was not afraid of death, but he did not dare to take risks lightly.

However, at this moment, he felt the vibration of Momotani.

He felt the fluctuation of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that could only be triggered by the terrifying sword intent.

He didn't know that it was Zhang Fifteen, and he didn't even know that Ye Xinhe lived there, but he was sure that something unusual had happened in Changling today.

Thinking about the words that Mo Shoucheng had said to him, his face quickly turned pale.

Such a dense grandmaster battle is like a fuse, a fuse that is enough to ignite the entire Changling.

He took a deep breath.

Then he no longer hesitated, and stepped into the well in front of him.

He didn't want to pursue great merit, he just didn't want to see the bloody rain of the first three years of Yuan Wu's ascension to the throne.

A dust dragon with a bloody aura that Shen Xuan could only smell appeared in his gray eyes.

At this moment, he finally made a decision.

He retreated into the shadows behind the Qianjun Gate, waiting for the army in the dust dragon to arrive.

With a soft pop, Huang Zhenwei's body sank to the bottom of the well like a stone.

When his body was embraced by the pitch-black current, a thin cultivator was also walking in the dark water, but even in the deep water, the practitioner's body turned red, as if it had turned into a piece of red-hot steel.

A page of secret notes fell into the hands of the Confiterate Castle on the corner tower.

The old man's eyes were as white as ginseng, and he took a deep breath, and his whole body fell directly from the corner.

At the same time, a sword groan suddenly sounded in the scripture cave of a sword courtyard.

Before the vast majority of the people in this sword academy could react, a sword light broke through the air, and many people looked up, only to faintly see that there seemed to be a cultivator standing on the sword light, floating like an immortal.

There is an old mausoleum in the eastern suburbs, which I don't know what generation left.

When a black eagle landed in the barren grass, the gate of an old mausoleum suddenly opened, and a biting cold wind blew from it.

In the next moment, a black cavalry army poured out from within.

The black cavalry, both on the horses and on the horses, were dressed in impenetrable black armor, which was covered with star-like runes, and there were no vents visible on the masks.

Such a cavalry is a real iron horseman, but when this cavalry rushes out of the old mausoleum, it is silent, and there is not even a sound when it runs.

It didn't look like an army of living people at all, but like an army that had come out of the Netherworld.

......

The dust dragon gradually dissipated in Shen Xuan's eyes, and the pupils that filled his eyes began to turn a cold cyan.

It was an army of thousands of men, with dozens of rune chariots in it.

It's just that Shen Xuan's gaze was with a faint sense of mockery, and finally fell on the center of this army.

In the center of the army there was a prisoner cart.

In the prison cart, there were several silver trapped dragon ropes designed to trap the cultivators, and they passed through the body of one of the prisoners in the prison cart.

The prisoner in the prison car hung his head down, covered with horrific wounds, and his flesh and blood were blurred, and he could not see his true face.

"Don't worry, you can't die. ”

A general with the green armor on his body that had been cracked came to Shen Xuan, and seeing that Shen Xuan's gaze only fell on the prisoner's body, he said this in a cold voice.

"Lord Shen. ”

Next, he bowed his head and said heavily: "Please take care of your life... Your Excellency should know how much our Tanglin Army has paid to get him here alive. ”

Shen Xuan didn't pay any attention to the general's words, he just nodded indifferently, and motioned for the other party to send the prisoner in the prisoner car to the prison.

It's very easy to verify your identity.

No one can imitate the residual sword intent on the Yin and Yang Sword Master of the Bashan Sword Field in the past, and the fierceness of the sword intent that still remains on him in the battle is enough to make people's hearts tremble.

Shen Xuan didn't look at Zhang Shifu's face, he just checked the trapped dragon rope in the prison car according to the usual practice, and then made sure that Zhang Shifu did not have any true yuan left in his body, so he asked some medical officers and prison officers who were already waiting behind him to take the prison car in.

Looking at Shen Xuan's appearance, the general led by him looked even more gloomy.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt something, and the cyan heavy armor on his body vibrate, and Huo Ran turned around.

A woman in white appeared in the low forest, and Shi Shiran walked over.

There is only one woman in Changling who wears white clothes and white skirts, or only one is remembered, and that is the first night of the Prison Heaven Division.

However, this woman is taller than Ye Ce.

Even if she couldn't see her face clearly from a distance, she felt that the look on her face was more arrogant than Ye Celeng, or rather rebellious.

She walked through the sand.

looked at one of the famous elite troops of Great Qin, but it seemed to be nothing.

"White Mountain Water!"

The Great Qin general squeezed these three words out between his teeth.

In just this moment, a terrible sword roar sounded.

After all, the Tanglin Army was one of the elite armies of the Great Qin Dynasty, and it had naturally made preparations for battle without waiting for his order.

However, the heart of this Great Qin general was constantly falling.

This army had already fought a battle, and it was facing an enemy as powerful as Bai Shanshui.

Shen Xuan's breathing also paused slightly.

The corners of his mouth showed a slight mockery at this time, and he knew that his hunch was right.

......

A terrible sword roar sounded.

More than ten flying swords sensed a strong crisis, and the shock sheath flew out.

But at this very moment, a crystal drop of water fell from the clouds.

This drop of crystal water fell towards one of the more than ten flying swords, a flying sword with a red jade color.

The aura of this flying sword was the most stable, and it was obvious that the sword owner's attrition was not as drastic as the rest of the sword masters in the previous battle.

Crystal water droplets fell from a high altitude, but when they landed, these more than ten flying swords had just flown overhead.

The water droplets fell between the sword lights.

It was just a drop of raindrops, but when it fell to the ground, it turned into terrifying thunder.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

The swordsman was torn apart in a wave of qi, and the small red jade-like sword that had been breathing the most steady before a few breaths suddenly dimmed, let out a terrible roar, and flew down.

It's just a tear of the initial impact.

At the moment when the sword master's body was torn apart, a huge wave of water seemed to appear out of thin air and exploded outward.

A loud roar rang out.

Dozens of sergeants were hit by the huge waves, and their bodies flew sideways, blood spurting wildly from their mouths.

Bai Shanshui smiled.

A sword light that was so green that it turned black appeared in front of her.

She grasped the sword and swung it forward.

With a bang, the two flying swords that attacked her were directly cut and bent, and they flew upside down.

The two swordsmen in the army snorted at the same time, unable to stand firm anymore, and fell to the ground with their faces like white paper.

The turquoise sword spilled a lot of turquoise water vapor.

In the formation of this army, the waves bloomed.