At the same time, the Tianyuan spider web and the ice sea spider nest.
Tick-tick-tick-
In the silence, the clear sound of water droplets sounded slowly, and after listening for a long time, you would think it was the solemn cymbals in the temple. The humidity in the cave was too heavy, and the rock walls were covered with water droplets, which flowed down the winding rock cracks and landed on the rock ground. A thin layer of ice water was applied to the rocky ground, and on the high basalt platform in the center, eight white-clothed men were sitting around the golden circle of light in the center of the cave. This is the Ice Sea Spider Nest, the core of the Forbidden Forest formation. They are Ye Kucan's disciples, and they work in shifts with other students to guard the formation day and night.
The array rotates silently, and its direction of rotation corresponds to the rotation of the stars in the sky around the celestial pole. The splendid golden light reflected the pale cheeks of the men, and each disciple closed his eyes and meditated, like a puppet with no sorrow and no anger. The white robes overlapped together, as if they were about to burn in the golden light.
"Someone is coming." The disciples opened their eyes, their eyebrows were almost transparent in the golden light.
At the end of the cave, the thick stone gate rumbled up, revealing the shadow of a tall man in the darkness.
"Who?" the disciple asked coldly.
The man was silent and walked straight into the cave. The white bottom of the soap boots was not in the shallow water, and there were light ink-like stains.
"Kill trespassers!"
All the disciples stood up, clasped their right hands, the sword wind rose, and the sleeves of the robes flew up, revealing the frost-cold scabbard. A crescent-like streamer shot out from the scabbard, converging into a cold rain of swords, and hurriedly attacked the silent shadow at the door. The shadow does not hide or avoid, and moves forward. The sword rain fell on his body, poking out dense holes.
Yet he didn't stop.
Jian Yu's offensive did not stop him, he moved forward step by step, getting closer and closer to the high platform. The disciples finally showed a look of astonishment, watching the wound on the man's body heal as before. Everyone continued to fight, the long swords formed an array, and the whereabouts were roaring.
Useless.
The second time, it was still useless.
The man finally walked under the high platform, and all the disciples drew their swords to fight. At the same time, the candle flames went out in an instant, and the whole cave sank into darkness, leaving only the brilliant golden light in the middle of the high platform.
The man seemed to disappear without a trace. All the disciples were waiting in full force, vigilant in every direction. All of a sudden, a tall, dark shadow appeared under the hood before his eyes. Before he could react, the sternum was hit hard, and the crisp sound of broken bones resounded abruptly in the darkness. The rest of the disciples immediately turned around and drew out their swords, and the sword light hit the man's face. The two disciples took the lead, and when they were three inches away from the shadow, their wrists were grasped with great strength, as if they were bitten by iron pincers, and the sword light could not advance any further. The pale hand twisted, and the wrist was twisted in a huge arc inconceivably, and the disciple watched the sword slash towards his arm.
Blood spattered and screams resounded through the cave. At the same time, there were muffled groans, broken bones, and more screams in the darkness. The black cat squatted under the stage, licking the cat's claws leisurely. It heard the sound of scattered footsteps on the high platform, the drape of the wind, and the whistling of the blade piercing diagonally. Everyone was roaring and rushing forward, blue veins bursting, except Fu Lan.
The man stood at the front of the high platform to meet all the attacks, but he didn't even draw his knife.
The soldiers ceased, the merman candles were lit one by one, and the caves were brightly lit again. The disciples on the high platform were lying around the magic circle, as if paralyzed in mud. But they didn't die, Fu Lan just made them incapacitated, their heavy breathing in the silence was like the sound of the wind.
Fu Lan pressed the head of the disciple on the shoulder with his sword. He was injured the most, his arm was dangling, and half of his face was swollen by Fu Lan's beating. Fu Lan pressed him down on his knees and asked, "What's wrong with the magic circle?"
The disciple said grimly, "No solution."
Fu Lan tilted her head to look at the formation for a while, then suddenly froze for a moment, and said, "Witch formation?"
"Huh?" The black cat was startled. It jumped onto the high platform, and the complex pattern of the golden light array came into view, with a circle of tangled flowers around the edge, and the vines spread out and hooked into a magnificent shape. That is a unique pattern of the temple, and you can encounter one in almost two steps in the temple of Bashan. But the witch formation has been lost for many years, and even the temple books have not recorded it. How could Ye Kucan draw the witch formation
Could it be that the ugly monster has something to do with Fu Lan's life experience
Looking up at Fu Lan, he also looked thoughtful. The black cat gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you talk nonsense with these people? Click on his soul and you will know the pattern of the magic array. At that time, according to the pattern, the spiritual power will be retrograde, and they will be useless if they break the magic circle. After the array is broken, go to Catch their ugly master, cross-examine them, and everything will come to light."
The disciple glanced at it and said with a sneer: "It turned out to be a cat demon, you really are the southern border demons who have come to me to do nothing! Evil beasts, we have soul protection spells on our bodies, once you tap your soul, you will explode in an instant. Don't be afraid, you can give it a try."
Fu Lan looked at him for a while, then suddenly squatted down, took out a bundle of hemp ropes from the Qiankun bag, tied his hands and feet, and sat him on the edge of the magic circle. The disciple said coldly, "Do you want to kidnap us and threaten the Sect Master? Don't even think about it, we will bite our tongues and kill ourselves immediately!"
Fu Lan was stunned for a while, then lowered his head and took out an oiled paper bag from the Qiankun bag, which contained the black cat's braised pork. He took out the braised pork and stuffed the disciple's mouth. The disciple hummed and resisted. After Fu Lan was sure that he couldn't bite his tongue, he tied the rest of the disciples in turn, stuffed them with braised pork, and let them sit around the magic circle. Finally, he put a spell on everyone's forehead.
"Hmm-" They were writhing like worms there.
After doing everything, Fu Lan stood up, stepped down the high basalt platform, picked up the black cat with one hand, walked through the icy puddle, and left the cave. Shimen landed behind him with a bang, and he stepped on the dark and long Yong Road, heading south. On both sides of the Yonglu Road, there were crooked Wufang disciples, their eyes were dark and godless, and there was a thin and long gap in their necks, and the blood had solidified.
Fu Lan walked five feet away, a little blue light condensed on her fingertips.
Point Soul, activate.
The talisman on the forehead of the guarding disciple instantly became hot, as if it was about to burn on the forehead. When the golden light burned the talisman paper, the disciple realized something and murmured, "Damn it."
There was a loud noise of a landslide and ground cracking in the stone room, and the raging flames rolled up from the inner palace of the eight disciples, swallowing the central law circle, breaking the stone gate, shaking like a sieve in the cave, and the gravel and powder rustling down. The dragon-snake-like fire wave annihilated everything, and soon swept the corridors on both sides of the north and south. All the Wufang disciples lying on both sides of the rock wall disappeared in the blink of an eye. This crazy man, he doesn't need any magic array diagram, nor does he need retrograde spiritual power to shut down the magic array, he blew it directly!
At the same time, the glittering rays of light on the sky of the Forbidden Forest flickered, slowly evaporating like puddles in the sun. The pine waves roared and overturned, like a wave of ten thousand hectares, that is, the demons roared and ran inside, and the river tide escaped from the Forbidden Forest like the sea. The crows neighed and scattered, flying and circling in the sky of crab shell blue.
The flames continued to roar wildly forward, like a furious dragon, swallowing Fu Lan's thin white shadow in an instant.
But the next moment, the man walked out of the flames carrying the cat. If anyone saw him, it would be absolutely impossible to imagine that he was the disciple of Fenghuan who was sweeping the ranks every day. The firelight reflected on his fair face, and the man's figure was ferocious and sharp, like a hell Shura, and like a god descending.
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burial chamber
Qi Yin struggled to restrain his breath. This is the Turtle Breathing Technique of Taoism, and it is often used when avoiding demons. Demons recognize people by their breath and use the Turtle Breathing Technique. In their eyes, mortals are no different from grass, trees and bricks. The monster clenched his face, sniffing on the side of his face and neck, and the hot and humid breath sprayed onto his cheeks.
Yao Xiaoshan must be crazy, how could this monster be his father? The monsters who learn to talk are everywhere, maybe this dead monster has met his father somewhere, and after learning the word "dog cub", he can't let it go. The monster slammed Qi Yin's head up and down, and suddenly opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of fangs, grinding it on Qi Yin's shoulder. Qi Yinhan's hair is standing on end, isn't this turtle grandson trying to grind his teeth
Qi Lingshu clenched his teeth and mobilized his spiritual power to force the immobilization spell. Spiritual power scoured the meridians again and again, and the spell couldn't be solved. Seeing that the monster was about to bite down, the tomb suddenly trembled, as if the earth was shaking, and dust, like rubble and snowflakes, fell all over his face. Fang Xinxiao did not stand firm, and fell backwards.
The voice alarmed the monster, it turned its head suddenly, bypassed Qi Yin, and crawled over with its huge rear body. Only then did Qi Yin see its full appearance, and her scalp suddenly felt numb. It was a huge spider demon with a pale chest on its upper body and a spider's rear body on its lower body. Its body is covered with scars and the color is very pale, it must be some years old.
The monster climbed up on Xinxiao's arm, Fang Xinxiao burst into tears, his face full of despair. Zhaoming was only a few steps away from them, shivering with fright, and closed his eyes tightly. The monster leaned on Fang Xinxiao's head and made a gurgling sound in his throat, as if it was a sinister sneer. Fang Xinxiao was trembling, almost unable to hold back the Turtle Breathing technique.
Qi Yin's heart skipped a beat, and it was over.
The smell of blood came out faintly, and the monster twitched the tip of his nose, roared loudly, and opened his mouth wide. Fang Xinxiao's eyes almost shrank into a needle, at this moment, Yun Zhi laughed and said, "As the saying goes, 'Old people become good, old things become strange', I said that you are not old, how can you become a goblin? "
The monster raised its head suddenly, roared loudly, rushed towards Yunzhi like a cannonball, slammed him into the rock wall, and slammed into a big pit. Qi Yin was completely stunned, and it took him a long time to react. Yun Zhi, that dog thief, actually opened his mouth and led the monster to him.
It was dark in the tomb, and only vaguely could see the monster biting Yunzhi fiercely. It seemed to be biting on something, and it shook its head violently, and an arm flew out and landed at Qi Lingshu's feet. Qi Lingshu's brain slammed, and the spiritual power sprinted through the meridians like a sharp sword.
The spell is solved.
A sword is coming!
Several snow-white sword lights turned into phantoms and stabbed at the monster. The monster's back shrugged, and the arm stretched to the top of the wall. The sword shadow turned around, biting the monster and following. Qi Lingshu quickly drew a talisman to unlock everyone's immobilization spell and helped Yun Zhi up. This fellow's face was covered in blood, and he could even laugh, "Little Master Uncle is mighty."
Qi Yin rushed over, grabbed Yunzhi's wooden arm, rolled over to Yunzhi's side, and said, "Dog thief, are you alright?"
Yun Zhi shook his head, "I can't die."
Although there are many wounds on his body, they are not deep. The most serious injury should have been a broken arm, but this little thief died, and it was his wooden arm that was torn off. Qi Yin had lingering fears and said, "Look at you, do you think your arm has a grudge against the monster, why are you staring at your arm and biting?"
"Next time I'm going to put some poison on my arm, whoever bites will die!" Yun Zhi said.
Zhaoming pulled Fang Xinxiao to climb over in panic, Fang Xinxiao cried and said, "What happened to Fang? Is it an earthquake?"
Turning his head, the monster was already on the roof, hanging from the top of the dark beam, with his upper body leaning down, Gu Lulu turned his eight eyes, and stared at them upside down. Qi Yin hurriedly took out Guimei, pulled out the scabbard, and faced the big spider with the rusty blade. Unexpectedly, Gui Mei was shocked, and the bee hummed in a low voice. Qi Yin held the hilt of the sword suspiciously.
The big spider roared and spun around on the top, Qi Yin was dizzy, but saw Qi Lingshu not moving, just staring at the crazy spider for a moment, with shock and hesitation in his eyes.
What... what's going on? Qi Yin seemed to have noticed something and became uneasy.
"I'll come," Yun Zhi patted Qi Lingshu's shoulder, "you step back."
"You're so injured, what can you do?" Qi Lingshu gritted his teeth and pushed him back.
Yun Zhi held him down, but Qi Lingshu couldn't get up. Yun Zhi smiled at him, his raised eyes hooked for no reason, "Take a rest, let me show you brother's ability."
Qi Yin really convinced him, this dog thief will die if he doesn't stink and show off, so he has to play handsome in front of Qi Lingshu.
He took the arm from Qi Yin's hand in front of everyone's eyes, took it to the broken arm, and the magnificent rune on the arm lit up. The Qing style improved the Yanmu arm, installed a movable machine bracket on the interface, and no longer needed stitching. Except for Qi Yin, everyone was stunned, Zhaoming said in a daze: "Yunzhi, you... Are you also a spider?"
Yun Zhi ignored him and raised his head to look at the spider on the top. He was usually a hustler, but now he became as sharp as a sword.
"See you!"
Yun Zhi squatted down slightly, the whole person turned into a cold sword light, and the broken white sleeves were thrown back, like the broken wings of a moth. The sword light approached the spider three steps away, and suddenly dozens of sharp sword shadows appeared. The sword shadows overlapped and penetrated the spider's chest. Immediately afterwards, the cold sword light flashed violently, and pus blood splashed out from the pale chest of the spider. But after a breath, there was a hole the size of a bowl in its chest, with a broken heart in it.
Bai Ying returned, Yun Zhi sheathed his sword, lowered his head and straightened his messy clothes.
Qi Yin was stunned, "Dog thief, you're hiding a lot."
"I told you earlier not to underestimate my brother," Yun Zhi hugged his arms, "you don't believe me."
Qi Lingshu stood up, stared at his broken arm for a while, and asked, "Your arm?"
Yun Zhi smiled indifferently, "When I was a child, I suffered a snake accident, bad luck, and one of my arms was eaten. How is it, do you really feel bad for me?" Just don't take me to the ordination hall if you have a drink."
This fellow is still so cheap after being injured, Qi Lingshu struggled to calm down and asked, "Why did I never know about your broken arm?"
This sentence stopped Yun Zhi, he looked at Qi Lingshu strangely, "Why do you want to know?"
"..." Qi Lingshu seemed to choked for a moment, did not answer, looked at him for a while, and said, "Twenty-seven sword shadows, your swordsmanship is clearly not under mine, and you are the one who fights fakes."
Yun Zhiduan never thought that it was such a time, this fellow still had the leisure to pursue his fight against counterfeiting, his face collapsed, he lowered his head and pulled the corner of Qi Lingshu's clothes, and complained: "Little Shishu, I am all like this. Son, you feel bad for me."
Qi Lingshu: "… "
Qi Yin looked away, not wanting to see this guy's pretentious and cheap appearance. In the blink of an eye, I saw the spider shaking its hands and feet and getting up from the ground. Qi Yin was shocked and slapped Yun Zhi desperately, "It's alive, it's alive, it's alive again!"
Yun Zhi almost vomited blood when he was filmed. Everyone turned back together, the spider's broken chest was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, Qi Yin's eyes were sharp, and he saw the center of the hole, the broken heart scar disappeared, and it was instantly intact, and it began to pulsate again.
This monster's heart can actually recover!
Qi Yin said in shock: "Zhu Xin is still alive? What should I do now?"
Yun Zhi grabbed his collar and shouted, "What should I do? Run!"