Two witches tumbled down and got up quickly, but they were afraid to escape again. Instead, they choked back a face of fear and trembled honestly in front of the middle-aged man. "We will never hide anything again."
The middle-aged man looked cold and said, "I’ll give you one last chance now. You must think it over before you answer."
"It must be!"
"Can there be other people besides yourself in that witch tomb?" The middle-aged man said solemnly, but if you look closely, there is still a little tension in his eyes now.
The fat wizard quickly replied, "There is no one else. Besides, the passage is just that flame abyss. It should be the clearest if someone comes in and Han Dawu stays outside."
After hearing this, the middle-aged man did not show disappointment and then turned his attention to Han Shu.
"I didn’t see anyone go in when I was there." Han Shu felt the middle-aged man’s eyes immediately
"No, there are others coming in." Suddenly, when everyone was silent, Xia Witch said.
"What does it really look like?" Middle-aged men can’t help some exciting way
Xia Wushi said, "Just when we just came out of the abyss of flames, we just saw a monk stealing the body of a toad that was far away from the fire." He immediately thought of what was unusual between that man and the one in front of him, and changed his mind urgently. "Pick it up. At that time, he was hiding in the flame and half of his body was an ordinary young man. I’m sure he was not one of us."
"Yes, yes, I also thought about it. We chased him for a while, but when we got out of the abyss of flames, we didn’t show him." The fat wizard just now didn’t think of seeing the Xia witch first, so he couldn’t help but be afraid that the middle-aged man would think that he was deliberately hiding and blame him, so he also quickly.
Say that finish also carefully looked at the middle-aged man saw that he didn’t show anything strange that was relieved.
"male!" The middle-aged man read a sentence in a low voice, and then his face was flat. "Didn’t you just say there was an entrance? How did this man get in?"
"I really didn’t see any outsiders entering, otherwise I wouldn’t stay outside and be indifferent!" See him suspicious Han Shu can’t help heart cold a face of koo fear way
Xia Wushi quickly explained, "There is such an entrance, but when we went in, we heard Bai Zhi, the accompanying wizard, say, it seems that this method has been loose for a long time and has been shaken outside, but now it has been repaired by him."
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The middle-aged man considered it for a while and then said, "Then you two lead the way and go to see it immediately."
Of course, these two wizards flew into the volcano again with Han Shu, a middle-aged man.
Yang Xiu returned to the passage and meditated to restore his aura. Because he was worried that the Wu tomb would be closed all day, he planned to wait for a while and then go to see it again. When he came, the monk should have left.
However, before he meditated for half an hour, he suddenly felt a shock, followed by a "boom" and a deafening explosion, and the whole passage seemed to be about to collapse.
Yang Xiu couldn’t help but turn pale and fly to the exit wall. Immediately after hitting the channel, he flew deep into the flame.
You know, the walls of these passages are made of indestructible materials, and each piece weighs more than 10 thousand Jin. If they really collapse and are crushed in them, they will definitely be crushed into meat paste. There is no luck.
It’s dangerous to fly all the way from the passage. From time to time, a boulder falls. It’s also a monk who feels that he needs to be sensitive by ordinary people. Yang Xiu can come to the abyss of fire, but it’s not interesting to get here. At this time, the magma in the abyss is also bumpy and scattered, and the rocks are rolling and falling. It’s not natural that these magma rocks can fall in the fire of Dan. If they are accidentally splashed by magma, they will be able to resist it if they wear a dark blue robe and the royal palace disappears.
Therefore, he can’t control the monk who is in the fitting period. Now he is walking fast and escaping from the abyss of fire.
When Yang Xiu fled to the mouth of the flame abyss, he first carefully explored the surroundings and was alone.
"I don’t know if I have gone to hide or have left?" However, seeing a volcano is like a horse about to burst, it may burst at any time, so he didn’t care about the doubts in his heart, escaped from the flame and spread his green wings and rushed to the surface.
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When Yang Xiugang flew out of the volcano, he heard a sudden loud noise, and then he shook the sunset mountains with a bang. This volcano has since been attributed to history.
At this time, the surface vibration is not as weak as the last "moving mountains and filling the sea" of Uncle Tu, and there is still a golden light from time to time.
Yang Xiu didn’t do anything, but he didn’t want to find out. At this time, he even dared not escape from hiding or show Qingluan wings to escape from here as far as possible
However, before flying out a few miles, he felt that it was very difficult to flap the green wings behind him, but because the physical and mental strength was close to the edge of exhaustion.
But it hasn’t flown here yet, and the sound and vibration behind the sunset mountains are still the same. Of course, he dare not stop to rest. Fortunately, the vibration amplitude here has been much smaller, and it has been replaced with reiki and less soil evasion.
Yang Xiu didn’t stop when he held a wick of incense again, because his aura was completely unable to support it, and he also felt that he had gone so far and should have reached the scope of security.
He felt the outside world, and now this is a remote town.
The town is very small, and there is a main street lined with some houses on both sides, that’s all.
Yang Xiu’s knowledge of gods can cover this small place for the most part. In the knowledge of gods, there is a barren Taoist temple at the edge of his town.
The Taoist temple is broken and overgrown with weeds, and the cobwebs should have been uninhabited for a long time.
However, it is just right for him to meditate and rest when he is quiet and undisturbed.
Yang Xiu hurried through the rotten door spider web and found a house in the innermost part of the Taoist temple.
The house can also see the sun shining, but he has nothing to dislike. It is just a temporary way to restore aura.
In order to avoid accidents, he did not know which monk’s flag array was arranged around the house in a specific direction.
Seeing the flashes of light disappearing in succession, a mist suddenly rose from the room and filled it with white mist, but it didn’t overflow outside the room, just around it.
The figure is gradually hidden in the fog.
He still didn’t trust to do all this and released the ghost king from Gankun.
The ghost king looks terrible, and its fighting capacity is limited to close to it now, but it still has a ghost to drive, even if it is not good for the general brother in the foundation period
Besides, this is a secular world, where there are too many monks hanging out. In the secular world, monks are greedy for pleasure because of their advanced expectations, so they will not be so high. Even if they can’t break the first flag array and release the ghost king, they will take precautions.
After the security measures were completed, he arranged a simple gathering array at Lingshi.
Yang Xiu sat cross-legged in the poly-spirit array, first took out a panacea, then took out the extremely spiritual stone and held it in the palm of his hand.
In other words, there are fewer statues broken and rotten in the witch tomb, and the tomb of July 7th is also full of blood flowing from the statues and broken stone tablets, as well as several zombie Yin Lin worms and some unknown monster Yin Ling bodies.
In the witch’s tomb, a shining beast with a height of 100 feet floats in the middle, which sets off the surroundings.
And across from the golden monster, a middle-aged man also floated on the half-man’s chest offering a magic weapon with a golden image.
The two look at each other relatively.
The middle-aged man is, of course, the monk in the fitting period. In his arms, there is still a black shadow, impressively the monk in the magic way.
At this time, the magic head cover has been lifted to reveal a beautiful face, but now this beautiful face is white than lust, and it looks like a spiritual overdraft