Chapter 602 Obstacle

"Look here." Yu Hanyan's voice did not fluctuate at all.

Cheng Gang knew that she was extremely nervous at this time. As long as she made a little move, she would be irritated. At present, he did not dare to move. He said in a low voice, "It's okay to watch it here. Jade Fairy, put away your sword first!"

Yu Hanyan was silent, but the broken sword in his hand did not mean to take it back.

Cung Gang was secretly angry and guessed that the jade fairy might see through his intention. He originally had the idea of taking action immediately if something was wrong. Even if Yang Shen, the master of Tianyuan, was possessed, it would take some time to integrate the spirit and flesh and adapt to the new body, so that he could kill the danger in the first time. However, Yu Hanyan didn't seem to think so. Looking at her appearance, even if Qin Yan was occupied by a lizard, she would not let anyone hurt him. This is purely because of his own personal feelings and disregard for everyone's safety, but because his life is still in the hands of the other party, Chenggang shut up knowingly.

Women are unreasonable, let alone a woman who is confused and sad. Cheng Gang never wanted to be buried for Qin Yan in a confused way.

He had to listen quietly to the conversation of several women behind him.

"What should we do if Yulang really becomes a monster?"

"Isn't it agreed? Let's run separately! You don't want to bury him, do you?"

"No, I mean, what should I do if I can't run away and get caught by it?"

"Then you will die. Try to struggle for a while to buy time for others."

"It's too unwilling to die like this. Should I die in the hands of Yulang or the hands of monsters..."

Cheng Gang was so annoyed that he just wanted to shout: How can there be so many horny problems! A group of noisy women!

He began to doubt whether his principle of "not to take action against women and children" should be changed?

Fortunately, Qin Yan's condition on the hillside seemed to have begun to improve. The scales and lines on his arms, face and neck began to fade, and a golden luster appeared in his skin, and a circle of golden Sanskrit runes appeared in the void, turning around the two palms of his Buddha seal. The low and ethereal chant sounded from the void, gradually loud and sighing endlessly.

The stiff Qin Yan suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth and shouted violently: "Dah--" In an instant, the light of the Buddha surged on his body. In an instant, he seemed to become a giant Buddha, as powerful as an abyss like a prison, which made people almost want to worship.

At the same time, there was a sad scream. A wisp of green smoke appeared on the Buddha's head, which was blown far away under the golden light baking and curled away with the wind.

The light on Qin Yan's body convered and returned to his original appearance, and the wound on his arm also healed. He took a step forward and staggered a little, but then it became normal. He looked around at the crowd and said, "It's okay. I've gone over it, and the rest will be left to Buddha."

Yu Hanyan has already taken back the sword, and Cheng Gang also looks concerned and harmonious. He asked, "Brother Qin, the lizard has condensed the Yangshen, hasn't it brought you any trouble?"

"There is a little trouble, but it has been solved. This little four-legged snake actually wants to take my house. It's really looking for its own death.

"I think it is extremely unwilling." Gong Yunxiu said, "It didn't offend us, just killed it for passing by. It must feel that it died unjustly!"

"No, there is no injustice at all. Look, it bit me so much. How can it be worth it in my life..."

Qin Yan walked to Xiaozhu, picked up half of the wooden sword on the ground, and stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the sword."

Xiaozhu handed over the half-cut sword in his hand.

Qin Yan took half of the sword in one hand and silently transported the skill. He saw that the faults at both ends quickly became blurred. Then he quickly put the section together, and then the reverse movement skill, he only heard a fine sound, and the bamboo and wood sword reunited, but the previous fault bulged out a circle, which looked a little strange.

"This is..."

"Shado. In the past, I heard our blood-clothed thief uncle say that this skill can defeat the control instrument, so I went to study it and found that it was just a trick to temporarily virtualize physical objects. It's not great. I didn't expect it would be useful today. Qin Yan handed the bamboo sword to Xiaozhu.

Everyone walked into the swamp one after another.

The faint miasma is very poisonous no matter how you look at it. Even if Liu Wanyun took poison-averse drugs to everyone in advance, Bai Lang and others are still worried.

In order to ensure that the people behind can keep up, Qin Yan in the front walked very slowly. After going deep into the swamp, the miasma became more and more sticky, and every step seemed to tear off several layers of gauze. And the road under your feet is also more muddy and soft, and you are powerless. If you step on it gently, you will fall deep, and there are countless mud traps hidden in it. If you don't pay attention, you will be in danger. Although this terrain cannot cause obstacles to Tianyuan Master, Luo Ying, Bai Lang and other weaker people behind have almost survived several times. Thanks to their companions being dragged up even if rescued, they are muddy and embarrassed.

There was no wind in it, no movable living things, a dead silence, people's breathing was extremely low, and even their footsteps could not be heard, and a cold force hovered around. If you want to speak, you have to roar hard so that your companions can hear you.

In this quiet and depressed place, it is giving sufficient nutrients for the inner fear to grow and germinate. When an inexplicable panic accumulates to a certain extent, it will create hallucinations and make people unable to get out of it.

Qin Yan knew this and kept talking in front of him to slightly offset the horrible atmosphere.

He used a special method without much effort, and a clear voice sounded in everyone's ears: "This place is a little similar to the Wusheng Pavilion of our Demon Gate, and it is also so gloomy and horrible. However, the Wusheng Pavilion is more exaggerated than here. It is complete darkness and silence, and it doesn't even leave any way to live. When people stay there for a long time, they will gradually lose their five senses, and then they will have hallucinations, such as seeing people who have killed before asking you for their lives..."

Gong Yunxiu shouted: "Brother Qin, can't you talk about something sunny and cheerful?"

"I'm about to say that the so-called most exciting and joyful thing can only be experienced in the deepest horror? At the beginning, I was also quite scared there. As you all know, I had some misunderstandings and festivals with many people. Many people like to vent their grievances on my head before they die. In fact, I have no choice! People walk in the world. Either you die or I die. They are not good at learning. How can they blame me? But some guys are so ignorant. Even if they meet such people, they can't explain why. I'm afraid that such people will take the opportunity to trouble me, so I have been praying to Buddha and wishing that if I have a chance to go out, I will give him 100 catties of sesame oil..."

Cung just couldn't help saying, "Have you persisted for five days by mediting and chanting?"

"Of course not! There is a strange energy in the Wusheng Pavilion that stimulates your spiritual platform, so that you can't concentrate at all. It's impossible to meditate at all. It's much more terrible than here! Although I read the scriptures sincerely, there are fierce ghosts who have no eyes to come to me for their lives. Do you think it's hateful? But on second thought, I can't tell whether the things in it are true or not, and most of them should be illusions imagined by myself. Then why should I pester these little ghosts? Why don't I think of something happy?