Chapter 172 Lost 2

"Sister, I'm not tired. If there is one more person outside, I can find the place where the devil is as soon as possible, and I can also find my disciples of the Alchemy Pavilion as soon as possible. Don't worry, senior sister. I will stay with you until I find them. Molly looked at the lonely and stubborn figure in front of her, and a trace of pity flashed in her eyes, but it just flashed by. He knew that that figure was a figure that he could only look at from a distance forever.

Finally, two days later, Ye Ziyan and Molly stood side by side on the empty ground, but they did not dare to step forward. Because in front of this empty thing, there is such a faint breath. It's just this faint breath, but it's a dark breath, a dangerous breath, and a breath of death.

Ye Ziyan's heart moved, and there was a jade slip with a light yellow light in her hand. Among them, there were only a few red lights in the blue light. At this moment, it was surrounded by a round shape, even including the yellow dots. So it seems that the rest of the people are like themselves. Before they came to this space, they sensed the danger in it and stopped here.

And at a moment of hesitation, Ye Ziyan's eyes suddenly jumped, and there was one more jade pendant in the palm of her hand, but the jade pendant that was originally lit with ninety-six purple dots had disappeared at this moment. Jasmine's face also changed when she saw this scene. In this case, two disciples of the Alchemy Pavilion have fallen!

At this moment, Ye Ziyan held up a silver moonlight in front of her, but entered the unknown space without hesitation, and Jasmine also hurriedly followed and chased after her.

At the same time, a red dot and a blue dot on the jade slips in the hands of every monk above the Jiedan period who entered the trial place entered the dangerous area in front of him.

If no one enters, then everyone has a reason not to enter, but once someone enters, the monks who do not enter are a little overwhelming. So the monks from all directions who originally wandered outside also turned into a retreat, disappeared into the void.

Black, as far as you can see, all you can touch is black. The faint light in Ye Ziyan's eyes flashed. In this dark place, Ye Ziyan's consciousness is greatly limited. The distance she can detect is only a few miles, but the visual range of her eyes is more distant. I can't fly away, so I can only walk on foot with my eyesight.

There is no difference between stepping on this ground and the ordinary ground. It seems to be just the ground outside. However, the cold light in Ye Ziyan's eyes was even stronger, because two more purple dots on the purple jade pendant had gone. Behind her, a hundred meters away, it was the pursuit of Jasmine, following the shadow and moving forward quickly.

Finally, after a long time, the pressure ahead became greater and greater. Ye Ziyan even felt a little difficult to move forward, but she never gave up, refused to give up, and followed the oppression and kept moving forward.

I don't know why this unknown space is so oppressive to the monks that the more Inner Ye Ziyan can even feel the more and more unknown atmosphere, which contains less and less spiritual power. Is this more and more the magic gas used by the demon clan to practice?

Gradually, Ye Ziyan's heart moved, and there was a light yellow jade slip in her palm. At this moment, many monks were getting closer and closer to her. It seemed that the direction everyone was moving forward was a convergence point.

Only for a moment, Ye Ziyan found that there were several monks in the Jiedan period not far away. Among them, the nun was actually Li Ling, who was the master of the beast, but at this moment, her face was also not very good-looking, which should also be because she was oppressed by this magic spirit. Li Ling was surrounded by the doorkeeper of the Beast Gate and her brother Xu Yulin in the middle of the night.

"Ye Fairy, why are you the only one who goes deep into this place in the Alchemy Pavilion?" In the middle of the night, he was the most cultivated person among the three people who control the beast gate, and he was also the first to find Ye Ziyan and asked.

"When I was outside, I accidentally walked away. Why does the Lord of the Night Gate only take two real people and the rest of the disciples? Ye Ziyan walked to several people and asked, what she vaguely felt.

"I'm ashamed to say that just a few days ago, I couldn't feel any danger for a while. Ye asked the disciples to act separately. Unexpectedly, they were separated like this. I haven't found them yet!" He sighed in the middle of the night, and his eyebrows were full of depression.

"The night door owner has the news of these separated disciples, and he can feel something abnormal when he is separated." As soon as Ye Ziyan heard what he said in the middle of the night, she immediately asked.

In the middle of the night, she shook her head, and Li Ling's eyes were a little sad at this moment. Obviously, among the lost disciples, there should be disciples that she cared about very much, and Xu Yulin was still the same as before. She just said hello to Ye Ziyan and stopped talking.

"Sister." There was a call from Ye Ziyan's back, but it was Jasmine who had caught up with her, but at this moment, his face was also a little pale, which was not much better than Li Ling.

"Jasmine, this is the owner of the Night Gate of the Beast Gate, Xu Yulin, Xu Zhenren and Li Ling Li Zhenren." Ye Ziyan looked at Jasmine and said something.

"Molismine under the door of the Lower Alchemy Pavilion, the owner of the Night Gate, Li Zhenren and Xu Zhenren are lucky to meet you!" Molly held her fist at the three people in the middle of the night and smiled slightly.

"It's a pleasure to meet you!" In the middle of the night, Li Ling and Xu Yulin also saluted Jasmine with a fist.

"You can adjust the interest rate first!" Ye Ziyan said another word to Jasmine, and then took out a few jade bottles and took some raw magic pills.

Jasmine nodded slightly, took some elixir, and stood beside Ye Ziyan.

Here, the monk's spiritual power is consumed very much. Although Ye Ziyan's mana has recovered a little, her face is still very ugly, just because the purple dots on the purple jade pendant are still decreasing.

The number of disciples of the Alchemy Pavilion was constantly decreasing, but Ye Ziyan had no choice at all, and there was a sense of powerlessness in her heart. This feeling is the powerlessness she hasn't had for too long, and she has been at a loss for too long.

"Night Gate Master, what do you think of this space?" Ye Ziyan asked again in the middle of the night, and her voice was even a little urgent.

"Ye Xianzi, the unknown breath here is very huge. On the contrary, there is no aura cultivated by our human monks. It must be the magic spirit cultivated by the devil. However, this time, we have not taken any action, and so many disciples have disappeared. To be honest, my disciples have also fallen a lot! This demon killing operation seems to be really a nine-death life!" He sighed again in the middle of the night and shook his head.

"My condolences to the Lord of the Night Gate. Let's go to the front to visit first. It seems that many Taoist friends have gathered in front." Ye Ziyan's face was also as pale as paper, but her spiritual power was almost recovered. In the middle of the night, she looked at her and shook her head again, and then the next five walked forward.

After walking for a while, Ye Ziyan and others saw that there were many monks gathered here. From afar, several people recognized that these were all the monks of the Five Immortals. I felt Ye Ziyan's five people coming this way. It turned out that the monks here also looked over together, and all five people hugged their fists and said hello one after another.

Standing in front of them are the Jiedan monks of the five immortal sects, but there are only a few disciples behind many Jiedan monks. It seems that they are likely to have encountered the previous sudden prohibition.

However, the twelve oracles of the doorman of the Fuzhuanmen and the seventeenth, the doorman of the Shuzhenmen, are followed by many disciples in the foundation period, and the number of disciples is similar to the original one.

Seeing that Ye Ziyan and Yu Shoumen did not have a disciple behind him, the face of the real person who was originally a little ugly here calmed down. It seems that there are people like themselves who have lost all their disciples, but the real people on the side of Qingdanmen are even worse.

And those Yuanying monks are gathered together, shrouded in a layer of golden light, discussing something. If the guess is good, they should be discussing the powerful prohibition that can make countless lives disappear at the same time.

At this moment, all the red, blue and yellow dots in the pale yellow jade slips have arrived here. Seventeen, the door owner of the skill array, who used to look a little calm, suddenly flashed a solemn color on his face, and some pride appeared on the faces of the disciples behind him.