Chapter 205 The Underworld

"The girl's handsome skills can drag off the raid so close." The black face is gloomy

Jingjue and Ye Ningxue looked back. Nearly half of the disciples were seriously injured and the situation was critical. Ye Ningxue drew their swords and stabbed them. Every sword must have a blood flower. In this bloody rain in white, it is more like a death to harvest life than black and white.

Although Jingjue has a sword in his waist, he can barely fight with Bai Shi. Bai Wei smiled and said, "bald donkey, the more you urge your internal force, the closer you are to death, haha..."

On the other side of the forest, Shi Zhuohang was also stabbed by the calm feeling of the bull-headed horse's face. Many disciples were killed and injured. When the two sides fought for a cup of tea, the disciples of Yan Luo Temple hurriedly retreated. Shi Zhuohang, Tang Song, Liu Xiaolai and other masters were all injured.

"Isn't Sister Ye dangerous? They must go out as soon as possible."

Wan Zhanglao shook his head and said, "Don't rush around any more. Presumably this array has been arranged soon. It's not too late to wait for the fog to dissipate. Everyone formed a circle, and the seriously injured disciples were in the middle of the circle, and those with higher martial arts were vigilant on the periphery. The fog in the forest is slowly fading.

Hei Shi said: "Although the martial arts skills of the disciples of the five major sects are high, they still kill many disciples in the underworld. Now it's time for them to taste the bitter fruits. How many people can hold it under the stimulation of the fairy grass?

Bai Shi showed a bloodthirsty expression and said, "It's better to hurt both sides and save us from doing it." In the hidden corner of the trees in the forest, several dry herbs slowly emitted white smoke, mixed with fog and drifted around with the wind.

In the field, Jingjue sat around these four Shaolin monks. At the same time, it helps to heal its wounds. The wound has been stopped with golden sore medicine and wrapped in circles. I'm afraid that the sword wound just now is not light, and now his face is still pale. After a long time, the monk slowly opened his eyes. Ye Ningxue said, "How is the master's injury?"

Jing felt smiling and said, "It's okay. This sword stabbed me to wake me up. Why didn't I even think of this?"

Ye Ningxue was overjoyed and said, "Does the master know how to break the array?"

Jingjue nodded slightly and said, "This array is a mysterious array made by Yan Luo Dian based on the 18th floor of hell. The Great Ahan Sutra mentions that there are different sizes of hell, and there are eight kinds of hell, namely, equal living hell, black rope hell, pile hell, calling hell, burning hell, shouting hell, burning hell and Abi hell. All kinds of tortures make the living suffer all kinds of suffering. The rolling stone traps, burning ironware, poisonous snakes, and life-threatening claw sneak attacks from the beginning correspond to the torture in these eight hells. Which hell have you ever experienced?

Ye Ningxue suddenly realized. No wonder this scene was a little familiar. She thought about it and said, "Hasn't there ever been a punishment to burn criminals in a pit? Is it..."

Ye Ningxue suddenly paused and continued, "That's right, the five elements of yin and yang are compatible with each other. If you use a fire pit, the fog will naturally evaporate. This is the way to crack it."

"Amitabha, Ye Xianzi is really smart and transparent at one point."

Ye Ningxue said, "The master is flattered. There is still one thing that is unclear. Why didn't the easy-beous black and white evil take the opportunity to take action, but there is no movement at this moment?"

Monk Jingjue said with a tight face: "This is the cunning of the demon religion. Can you remember waiting for the living hell? It is said that all sentient beings kill each other, have the idea of killing others, and kill each other with swords. Presumably, the assassination just now is to disperse the suspicion of protecting each other and killing each other without being able to take others. Everyone was shocked that the psychological shadow left just now is really difficult to overcome in a short time. Whoever can guarantee that the next meeting must be a real ally.

In the dark, Hei Shi sighed: "After all, I still underestimate the disciples of these five schools. It seems that we still need to contribute." Bai Shi nodded and said, "It's time for the mysterious herb to have the medicinal power." A gust of wind blew, and neither of them was there.

"E elder Fang, the fog is starting to dissipate." A disciple is happy.

Hearing this, the people in the circle were also refreshed. Some people scolded: "I'm finally going out of this damn place, and I'm going to smash those demons into ten thousand pieces."

Everyone got up and searched around the forest. Shi Zhuohang shouted, "Sister Ye, Master Jingjue..."

After a moment, there was a faint fire in front of him. The shouts of vigilance and others also responded loudly. The two sides gradually approached each other. When they were less than five feet apart, a team of people appeared from each side of the east and west. Dressed up with the disciples of the five major schools. Everyone looked at each other: Which side is true this time?

There is still time to distinguish which side is true and which side is false in the future. Someone can't help raising a knife and rushing over: "GIVE MY BROTHER'S life..."

"Shameless villain, I ruined you."

It seems that the blood vessels of the whole body are erupting uncontrollably. The two sides are in a big group. A slow step is a blood splash on the spot, and there is no reason to identify it carefully. Everyone was afraid of hurting their peers, but they were more afraid that the easy-to-be disciples of the demon religion had to fight back. The Five majors sent Ye Ningxue and Tang Song, who were familiar with each other in the world. How can we distinguish the face of the disciples of the Qing sect? Under the stimulation of the fairy grass, there are continuous deaths and injuries.

Jingjue and others knew that they had no choice but to plot, and they made a big mess with the fake. Liu Xiaolai said to himself, "The appearance and clothing can be faked, especially the martial arts routine that can be learned for a while." A stick blocked the long sword and shouted, "The disciples of the beggars obey the order and meet the enemy with the 'six sword method'. If there is a person who can't make the six-in-one knife law a mixed with fish eyes and pearls, one will not be left.

As soon as this statement came out, the other four major factions also reacted and ordered their disciples to make their own martial arts. Xuantian stick method... Wudang swordsmanship... Jingtao palm... Yue female sword..." The black and white double evil and the bull-headed horse saw that the camouflage lost its effect, sprinkled blade poison powder in the scene, and once again led the crowd to withdraw.

"Don't chase it." Jingjue made a sound to stop several disciples and said, "This time, the loss has been very heavy. These demons are incomparable, and it may not be another trap in front of them. Let's rectify it in situ and discuss it in the long-term.

Looking around, it was full of wounded people. Originally, more than half of the 500 people were killed and injured, and the blood stained the land. Who would have thought that this scene was Wudang Mountain, one of the four immortal mountains. Liu Xiaolai sighed and said, "The prelude to the war between good and evil has begun."

The deep mountains in the south are endless. At the junction between the mountain and the sky, Mo Yun rolled and the low sound of "boom" slowly came, like a fierce beast roaring, venting its anger. There are unimaginable poisons and medicinal materials in the rivers and lakes. There is also a daunting mysterious sect: the Five Poisons.

Under a majestic mountain, a man in red was flying quickly through the mountains. The mountain road is rugged, but this man uses his hands and feet like a spiritual ape. Easily avoided the poisonous vines and bubbled gas pools. Come to a three-foot-high cave.

There was no movement everywhere. Two people in red appeared in front of the hole, and quickly made a few obscure gestures with their hands. The man in red returned a series of gestures with his hand. The two men nodded slightly and sank into the darkness again. The mouth looks inconspicuous and is no different from other caves, but looking in along the mouth of the cave is a magnificent scenery, and the hot spring is hot. Several unknown wild flowers bloom at the edge of the spring, with a pleasant aroma.

The cave wall depicts countless strange pictures and texts. If you look closely, you can see snakes, scorpions, spiders, geckos and other poisons. The light shines the natural cave like day, and someone will interrogate every dozens of times. After so many times, Fengyi wrapped the white snake in his hand, sat on the stone chair in the middle and said, "Didn't you secretly inquire about the dynamics of the world? Why did you come back in person? Tell me if you have any news?"

The man in red said respectfully: "The disciples of the five major sects and Yan Luo Hall have been fighting fiercely under Wudang Mountain for several days, but strangely, there is no sign of retreat. Recently, the lurking demon religion has found that the religious masters have been mobilized frequently, and it seems that something big is going to happen.

Feng Yi sneered and said, "The dog is biting the dog's hair. Let them fight first. Only one seven-star stone is so laborious and stupid. Which states and counties have mobilized more masters of the Tianmo Sect?

"Yangzhou, Suzhou, Jiangning, Yizhou..." The man replied respectfully.

"Oh?" Feng Yi was slightly surprised and said to himself, "Is Ren Xiaoyao going to take action towards Shaolin Temple? Isn't it stupid to be imprisoned for more than ten years? Shaolin Temple is the most powerful among the six schools of Zhengdao.