Chapter 301: Burial Pit Secret Realm, First Victory
Zhuo Wenshi didn't care about that, and stretched out a slender finger and said, "I'll give you another incense stick... no, half an incense stick of time. If you can't open it, you can leave."
Gudong——
The middle-aged array master swallowed his saliva. Under the pressure of life and death, his efficiency soared.
It took less than one-third of an incense stick of time.
In the valley in front of everyone, the air rippled, and a geometric structure appeared like a distorted mirror, with a water wave-like passage in the middle.
"It's open!"
"This guy seems to have been slacking off all the time. Could it be intentional?"
The array master's eyes were erratic, and he hurriedly explained.
"It's just slandering you! I said it quickly, you just don't believe it."
Zhuo Wenshi raised his hand, stared at the man suspiciously for a few times, and then said.
"Let's go in first. That jerk might send someone to compete with us. Be alert."
"Sister Shi, why are you worried about that jerk? Young Master Yun didn't do anything to him. Would he dare to take the initiative to attack?"
A Zhuo family member who knew the inside story said with an expression of indifference on his face, and the others nodded repeatedly.
"Brother Cang is right. If a fight breaks out, the one who will suffer is that jerk himself."
"Enough!"
Zhuo Wenshi didn't want to hear the dispute of the crowd anymore. She stared at the formation master and kicked him in.
Everyone entered in a line, and the entrance to the secret realm of the ancient burial pit was closed.
Not long.
Wang Yu showed up.
When he arrived, the group had not entered yet, but he did not take action directly.
First, this is the outside world. He couldn't kill everyone in one breath, which would lead to exposure. It's better to let them in and he set a trap at the exit.
Enter the secret realm and kill again.
Secondly, the female cultivator Zhuo Wenshi seemed to be alert, but in fact, she did not have much expectation of Zhuo Shouqing in her heart, just out of habit.
A glimpse of the whole picture.
If the elites under Zhuo Shouyun were all like this, then it can only be said that Zhuo Shouqing's hidden tactics were very successful, at least confusing some people.
"Thirteen people, plus a formation master."
The leader was in the late stage of the Jindan, three were in the middle stage of the Jindan, and the other nine were in the seventh to ninth levels of the foundation building. I think they came here to find the opportunity of Jindan.
According to the information of the ancient burial pit, this place is a tomb group, which means that they are likely to split up and go to different tombs to explore.
This is convenient for his actions.
After all, if everyone stays together, he may not be able to beat them. For the Jindan from the Zhuo family, he regards it as an opponent of the same level.
Not to mention that Zhuo Wenshi is in the late stage of the Jindan.
After taking out the "key" and activating it with mana, he inserted it into the air, and the portal he had just seen opened again. Wang Yu put on the Earth Luo Ghost Mask.
The mana on the Ghost Crying Flute condensed, and the perfect state of the Weeping Heart-breaking Blade was ready to go.
"Buzz--"
It was like walking in a drum washing machine. A strong sense of dizziness came over him, greatly confusing Wang Yu's perception of direction. It was also a spatial means.
This secret passage was more than one level worse than the physical sense of using the Escape Talisman. If a Qi-training cultivator stepped into it, he would probably vomit on the spot.
When the spatial fluctuations subsided and the vision recovered from the constant rotation, Wang Yu immediately activated the Aurora Escape Method to leave the original place.
"Someone is coming!"
At the entrance.
It was a flat black land, surrounded by a thin gray mist condensed by the Yin corpse and the two Qis. The temperature was low, which was more suitable for Wang Yu to perform.
The place where he landed was arranged with multiple small imprisonment formations, and there were also six cultivators left around, five in the late foundation building stage and one in the middle stage of the Dan formation!
It seems that his vigilance was right.
Zhuo Wenshi deliberately did not deploy personnel outside, and chose to ambush inside. If someone came, it would be a good idea. If no one came, it would not be a waste of effort, at least it could guarantee a smooth retreat.
"Damn it!"
"How did you guard it? Someone escaped."
He cursed.
Several foundation-building cultivators looked at each other. How could they have thought that someone would come so soon? Could it be Zhuo Shouqing's people? Are they crazy!
Besides, the speed of escape was so fast that it disappeared. You, a middle-stage Jindan, did not react. How could they react? ! !
Just when being scolded.
They all lowered their heads and did not dare to talk back.
"You go in that direction to chase people, I will report to Sister Shi."
With that, the middle-stage Jindan cultivator was about to escape.
But someone felt something was wrong and tried to say.
"Lord Zhuo Cang, you can just use the sound transmission jade talisman to notify, why do you have to go in person. "
When Zhuo Cang turned around, he was annoyed.
"Stupid, the fog here can block the effect of the sound transmission jade talisman."
"That's not what I meant, Lord Zhuo Cang, how can I trouble you with such a job as running errands? I am willing to do it for you."
At this point, several people felt something was wrong.
Why did it feel like Zhuo Cang wanted to run away?
At this time.
Zhuo Cang was very anxious. Just from the speed of escape just now, he was at least at the peak of Jindan. He was crazy to fight with the other party.
It's a pity... they wasted too much time.
On Wang Yu's side, the strong sense of spatial dizziness had subsided, and his attention was naturally on these people.
The Yin Corpse's Evil Curse!
The Taiyin Evil Corpse had already reached the limit of promotion, and had been suppressed by Wang Yu. The two corpses worked together in this secret burial pit, which was a good time and place.
This surprise attack really caught them off guard.
Being haunted by the Moon Evil, Zhuo Cang's strength declined at a very fast speed. In panic, he did not think of reporting the news, but ran for his life.
He actually directly activated a third-level escape talisman, and this decisiveness also surprised Wang Yu.
He is rich, but also afraid of death!
Boom——
The third-level thunder corpse descended, and once the thunder and lightning magic was performed, the five late-stage foundation building masters flew backwards like kites with broken strings.
They were turned into charcoal by the violent thunder and lightning.
In the charred fragrance, there were still lightning residues on the cracks of those bodies, which were directly killed by this diffuse thunder and lightning magic.
It's really fierce!
At the same time, the aurora passed through the low sky.
The ghost crying flute was used by Wang Yu as a throwing object, and he threw it out with a strong divine power, like an arrow from a string, and turned into a strange image of a dark crow with a sharp blade in the air.
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"Puff~"
A big hole appeared on Zhuo Cang's chest. Wang Yu just grasped the golden elixir with the skill of picking the elixir hand, and he disappeared in a space fluctuation.
"Illusionary Moon!"
At this moment, Wang Yu was powerless except for using his pupil technique. He was hit so hard, and his golden elixir was taken away, and he was trapped in an illusion.
The probability of the other party's death was as high as 90%, but Wang Yu still felt deeply annoyed. He didn't take the storage ring down, which was a big loss!
And as long as he didn't die on the spot, it meant that there were still variables, and he hated variables.
A battle ended quickly in a flash.
Because the other party didn't fight back at all, he was focused on escaping, which was in sharp contrast to his initial boasting in the secret realm.
He could only hope that the other party would not teleport out of the secret realm.
Otherwise, it would take a lot of time to find the body later.
If it is still in the secret realm...
Wang Yu placed the blood-stained golden elixir in his palm, and performed the secret method of spiritual consciousness, Wanli Xianzhao. This is not only a secret method of large-scale search.
It can also extend the effect of directional tracking.
It is easy to find the main body of the golden elixir, which is a strongly connected homologous object.
Not long after, Wang Yu smiled.
"It's good that he didn't go out."
He casually threw the corpses and the flags arranged at the entrance of the secret realm into the cold blood ring, and cleaned them up later when he had time.
After finishing these, he fled in the direction of the secret method tracking.
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The middle depression between several hills.
In front of a dark gray hall that was closed on all sides, two middle-stage Jindan cultivators and the remaining four late-stage foundation building cultivators were preparing to enter and explore.
They didn't know much about the information of this ancient burial pit, but they also knew roughly that it was a secret realm of tomb groups. Such places have many opportunities and dangers.
"The Yin and corpse qi here are dense, and there should be many ghosts and zombie monsters. After entering, remember not to move anything without our permission."
"Understood!"
If he accidentally touches the prohibition and mechanism because of greed.
Then after the crisis is over, his teammates will not let him have a good end, unless he is the leader...
After entering, they divided into three teams.
The few people who angered Zhuo Wenshi at the door were responsible for staying behind. They were one team, and Zhuo Wenshi led the formation master to act alone as a team.
Due to the powerful blocking effect of the Yin fog, they did not notice the changes at the entrance of the secret realm at all, and their attention was focused on this sealed hall.
When they walked up the steps, on the jade railings around them, which looked yellow due to the dust, they could faintly see a plant pattern with long stems and petals like chrysanthemum petals.
"Brother Jie, does this pattern look familiar?"
Zhuo Jie, who has some research on ancient history, said.
"It does look familiar. It should be a product of the late ancient times, when the five sects of the Demonic Path had just been established and had not yet reached their peak.
"I should have seen it in some ancient books of the sect."
"But don't worry, as long as it is not the seal of the [Devil], it is impossible for a fourth-level evil creature to exist in this secret space."
He made this judgment because there is no fourth-level spiritual vein here, and even the mutated Yin vein is only third-level, which cannot provide a natural environment for the long-term existence of the fourth-level.
The upper limit of danger can be estimated to a certain extent.
"Let's go."
At the main entrance of the dark gray hall, two Jindan masters used their own methods and soon discovered something with the experience and methods passed down by their family elders.
"This place is sealed, it seems that we can only try to break it with brute force. This restriction is relatively weak, use the penetration seal. "
"Okay. ”
The so-called penetration seal is silent.
There is no large-scale triggering of restrictions, and there is no sound. The huge stone in front of the palace door automatically melts to form a door that can be passed by one person.
This shows that they are indeed rich in means.
Six people entered one after another not long ago.
There was a wave of space, and a "corpse" with a blood hole the size of a kickball on the chest fell to the ground, motionless. If it were not for the pulse still beating, it would be no different from a corpse.
It was Zhuo Cang who teleported away with the escape talisman.
He set the coordinates next to his companions in advance, but unfortunately they entered the palace, and there should be arrangements to prohibit teleportation.
