Successfully broke through the barrier, and only nine people entered the Bing Tomb.
At this moment, the nine people are standing in front of a stone stele that has not been known for tens of thousands of years.
The soul power is faintly covered on the stone stele, and four shocking characters are engraved in official script on the stele:
The trespasser died!
Although the inscription was terrifying, it was clear that none of the nine spiritists present regarded this monument as the same thing.
In fact, every ancient tomb containing treasures usually has a stone stele stating "the trespasser dies" at the entrance of the tomb, which serves as a warning to foreign invaders.
"The barrier has been closed, and hesitation is useless." An Lingxi took the lead and passed the boundary of the stele.
Immediately, the stone wall behind the tombstone was shocked! Then he rose from the ground and rose from the ground!
The stone wall that seemed strange at first was actually the real tomb gate of Bingzhong!
"It turns out that what we have just passed through is only the ten thousand years barrier that protects the soldier tomb. Only after crossing this stone stele will the door of the soldier tomb really appear!" Baili Yuxue didn't hesitate anymore when he saw it. The boundary of the stone tablet came before the tomb gate.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuxie and the other six people also crossed the boundary of "the trespasser died".
They all become trespassers!
Once the tomb door was opened, there was no reason to wander, and everyone walked into the tomb door in unison.
then…
"Bang-boom!"
The stone gate behind him was heavily closed!
They are all plunged into darkness... The surrounding silence is terrible...
Feng Wuxie felt as if a cold wind passed through her neck, her original keen senses seemed to be suddenly malfunctioning, she couldn't see it, and her ears couldn't hear it! She even had a faint suspicion for an instant, is there anyone beside her
Why is there no sound
"Are you all still there?"
At this time, a trembling voice sounded in the darkness.
Feng Wuxie immediately distinguished the owner of this voice—Ying Liuyu!
"Yes." It was Mu Xiaoran who answered Ying Liuyu.
Ying Liuyu exhaled a long breath, like a sudden relaxation after tension.
The two brief conversations seemed to have taken a reassurance to the other spiritists in the dark-it turned out that everyone was still there, and it turned out that I was not alone.
Feng Wuxie stretched his hand into Qiankun's bag and took out a flare stone. After he injected his soul power, the flare stone gradually dissipated the darkness in front of him.
"There is no light, let's use flare stones to illuminate." Feng Wuxie said.
-This flare stone is a cheap spar in the Tianqi Continent. After being injected with soul power, it can glow and shine, and as long as the soul power is sufficient, it will not go out. It is a more convenient lighting tool than candles.
However, because the flare stone consumes soul power and can only be used by a spiritist, it is not common among ordinary civilians.
But the spiritist will almost always carry a variety of spars with him in case of emergency.
Jifeng
After innocence, the others also took out their flare stones.
The flame-like light reflected the scene in front of you clearly!
Before their eyes, there is a long **!
"It's so long!" Baili Yuxue held up the flare stone, she filled the spirit power in the flare stone, but the flare stone still couldn't reach the end of the flare.
-Is there a mystery to this sex
—Where does this ** lead
This is the question in the hearts of everyone present!
"Oh, it's just a dilapidated policeman. You all dare not move forward here. Are you afraid that you won't make it?!" The man who was speaking was a boy in a long gown who was about sixteen or seventeen years old.
This person is the representative of the Song family. In the map battle that returned to Yuntai, he seemed to be ranked eleventh, and his name was Song Renjie.
Feng Wuxie had an impression of him.
She glanced at the young man indifferently, and did not speak—the attitude of Song Renjie in speaking was arrogant and contemptuous, which was very unpleasant.
But when Song Renjie sneered again, he said coldly: "I think under the test of the soul-testing sky stone, how amazing the top ten spiritists are, I didn't expect it to be just a group of counselors!"
He spoke so unceremoniously, naturally everyone present frowned in disgust!
"Shut your dog's mouth!" Ying Liuyu has never been able to bear this kind of anger. She snorted coldly, showing the high profile of the celebrity family eldest: "You want to be a stone for us to throw stones and ask for directions, no one will stop you! "
Song Renjie’s tone was full of disdain: "Don’t even dare to step on the road, this is the'guts' of the five great families? Oh, today I am considered to have seen it!" After a pause, he said mockingly: "Look at me. Up!"
After that, he concentrated his soul, with his toes lightly, like an arrow from the string, he had already flown into the ****!
Everyone looked at him coldly, secretly calculating, or mocking and disdainful in their hearts, and even had a glimmer of anticipation-expecting what happens to this arrogant guy, and giving him a vicious lesson to be enjoyable!
And at the moment when Song Renjie just flew into the **!
I saw the silver soul light flashing! From the top of the ** hooded fiercely!
After that, the gang formation was touched by the intruder, and several sword lights shot at Song Renjie like a shower! ! !
Song Renjie was horrified, and as he turned abruptly, one of the swords pierced his back severely when he missed a mistake!
"Ahhhhh!!!" Inside the **, there was a scream like a pig.
Song Renjie of the sword was so painful that his whole body was twitching, and the blood was soaked in the gown in an instant! He lay weakly on the ground, fainted, and couldn't even move!
Such a tragedy happened in the blink of an eye...
Those who have not yet stepped into the **, have to rejoice, but fortunately they did not rush into the battle...
"This formation seems to be—" Mu Xiaoran's expression suddenly became very serious and nervous: "Hunzong Ten Thousand Swords Formation!"
"Will you break?" Feng Wuxie asked Mu Xiaoran
She asked, she had never seen this kind of formation, after all, the time to practice formation was short.
Following Feng Wuxie's question, everyone focused their eyes on Mu Xiaoran's face, and everyone's eyes had a glimmer of expectation!
but…
Mu Xiaoran smiled bitterly and shook his head...
"I have only seen some superficial records of the Soul Sect's Ten Thousand Sword Formations in ancient books, and I don't know how to crack them." After a pause, the helplessness in his eyes deepened: "Besides, there is something in that ancient book. , This formation is an ancient killing formation, and you can only get out of trouble after going through a life of nine deaths!"
At this time, everyone was silent.
And among the organs--
Song Renjie suffered a sword injury, fainted for a while, and his consciousness slowly became clear again.
He couldn't bear the pain of wearing a sharp sword, and began to groan with pain, not forgetting to call for help to Feng Wuxie and others outside the formation:
"Save, save me... Don't you guys have high spirit power? Why don't you save me... Get me out of this ghost-like **..."
However, it now appears that his cry for help seems so ridiculous—
The price for a newborn calf not to be afraid of tigers is to be swallowed ruthlessly by tigers!
"Huh." Ying Liuyu watched Song Renjie fall in a pool of blood with cold eyes, mocking the corner of his mouth: "Deserve it!"
Baili Yuxue didn't speak, but her face was also indifferent-she never cared about such a lifeless guy.
An Lingxi frowned, her gaze kept observing the structure of the sex, but in the end she shook her head—this kind of formation, even for her, could not guarantee the success of saving people back.
However, Mu Xiaoran and Lin Yiyun were originally disliked by Song Renjie's frivolous remarks. In their eyes, this person's plight at this moment is purely self-inflicted, and they are too lazy to take care of them.
A touch of despair appeared in Song Renjie's eyes: "You...You guys want to see death without saving..."
At this time, Feng Wuxie spoke lightly:
"Song Renjie, if you want to survive, save a little effort and stop talking! You are now in the death formation. If we want to save you, we must be in the death formation!"
After a pause, her voice became even more awful:
"But! If we get into the battle easily, we will touch the rain of ten thousand swords again! At that time-not only will you not be saved, you will be shot to death instantly by ten thousand swords!"
Song Renjie was so scared that his lips were shaking, and his voice was full of horror: "You, what did you say? This is a death formation?! No—"
Feng Wuxie took a deep breath, his voice was full of strong warnings:
"I mean—you just lie there, don’t move, maybe there is still a chance! Otherwise, you will be dead, dead, and suspicious!"
…
…
At this moment, following Feng Wuxie's words fell.
Everyone couldn't help but remember again, just after crossing the barrier, what they saw was the stone monument that had been standing for thousands of years outside the gate of the soldier's tomb! Old stone monuments used to intimidate outsiders on that side.
-Intruder, die!
(End of this chapter)