Chapter 78 Affectionately Misleads Me and Mistakes People Next

"Hey..." Mu Zi suddenly came with a sad smile and said, "How can I not know your idea? Don't coax us out..."

"Is this strange?" Zhou Hanzhi was puzzled and asked, "Isn't Xuanzhu's plan something that he wants to figure out with us?"

He meant that Xia Hongyuan intended to get involved in the Three Immortals and plotted Lei Ruotong's treasure. He was agree with the two of them to break into the Three Immortals to see Lei Ruotong. He thought that since he had a common purpose, there might be a way to reach an agreement between words without doing it.

Unexpectedly, Mu Zi smiled miserably and muttered, "What on earth is he thinking, but I can't know or understand..."

Zhou Hanzhi didn't know what she was saying, but when she wanted to talk about it again, no one answered in the cave and returned to silence.

The three stood still, and Qi Miao thought, "It's impossible not to enter this hole like this, so I will take the lead. Brother and Elder Sun will follow me."

Zhou Han stopped and nodded, but he took a step forward. The future was dangerous. Xia Hongyuan was famous, and we were all exhausted. Since we didn't know the details of the cave, it was up to explore the way. After saying that, he walked straight forward, pushed open the half-covered door of the cave and leaned in.

After entering, Zhou Han couldn't help but be shocked. Although this place was built on the mountain, it was different from the cave on Lingxia Island, where his master knew how to practice immortals. He couldn't help thinking that the fairy master's cave was not big, and there was a room in one hole. Among them, the layout was simple, and the bed was just a futon.

Although there is a gate in the cave on the waterfall, it is just a big cave. There is nothing in it. There is nothing in it. There is no elegant decoration when I saw Xia Hongyuan at night in the Miaoxian Pavilion in Juyunxuan. The gate of this cave is connected to the inner part of the stone mountain on the divine pillar, which is chiseled vertical and horizontal, and even Because of the complexity, he couldn't help hesitating for a moment. There were holes in this hole, which were interlocked, and he didn't know where to find Xia Hongyuan.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Hanzhi scattered a few Huangting Zhenqi to pierce the virtual reality of the cave, but did not rush into it. Sun Dezong and Qi Miao stood left and right, and also had the same thoughts as him. Suddenly, there was a bad wind in the depths of the cave. Zhou Hanzhi was shocked and only said that Huangting Zhenqi had not returned the information. What.

At this time, I saw dozens of soldiers running wildly with their weapons. All three of them were shocked and said, no matter how big the cave was, but how could they hide this close to 100 people? Zhou Hanzhi was about to resist the enemy. Sun Dezong hurriedly waved his hand to stop him and only heard him and said, "These are not flesh and blood bodies, but gods transformed by puppetism. Well, if Mr. Zhou hits the past with a true spirit, it is not small, but it is not big. At the foot of the mountain, he will blow up the periphery of the cave and bury Xia Hongyuan and the twilight purple in it.

Qi Miao was curious when he heard the words. Didn't Xia Hongyuan know the benefits of it? He actually transformed so many gods to stop him. If he took action to collapse the cave, would it be regarded as taking advantage of the two people's intentions? What benefits would this move have for them? Is there any other place to go out in the cave?

At this time, seeing the soldiers shouting and rushing forward, Qi Miao had no time to think more. Since it was inconvenient to attack the enemy with true qi, he had no choice but to do so.

I saw her display of her sleeves, and the name/intent came out, turning into a golden light, flashing and impacting past.

In this fairy mansion is a natural stone cave, which runs up and down the fairy mountain. The cave is full of moisture and the stone road is rugged. When the sparrow spreads its sharp blade and buzzing, it has been like a meteor lightning. Suddenly, it broke through the soldiers who rushed over. This blow was a beautiful arc in mid-air. At this place, the soldiers all cried and were hit by the violent body and turned into smoke and dust all over the sky.

In a blink of an eye, Huanque flew by the soldiers who rushed over, and it flashed like a golden light and took it back into the seven wonderful sleeves. At this time, the three of them looked up and found that the ground was full of runes falling. It was the transformation of those soldiers after the tyranny. Zhou Han stopped a fan of heaven. When he walked over, he bent down and picked up a few pieces of runes and found that Among them, Bingjia, Bingyi and other children are written in Juanxiu's small characters, and a few strokes are painted with simple portraits, or tall, short, fat and thin, holding swords and halberd weapons.

He also knew how to use the charm and sighed: "What a clever shape charm, but unfortunately, the thinness of the true qi in it is proof of the caster's lack of mana..."

At this time, he felt it and looked in the southwest direction. He whispered, "I found Xia Hongyuan..."

"Oh?" Qi Miao looked along his eyes and saw the end of a rugged path in the cave, in which the light was extremely dark and attached to a layer of hazy darkness. At this time, Zhou Han stopped passing by it, said carefully, and stood up and walked forward. Qi Miao and Sun Dezong followed closely and walked forward together.

Not long after the three people walked, the darkness gradually devoured everyone, as far as Qi Miao could see. Previously, there was a star or two lights in the dark atmosphere, and he could still look at the distance in front of him. After that, he could only barely see his feet, and then his eyes were difficult to leave his body, and he could only distinguish the footsteps of the people in front of him with his ears. Sound.

Suddenly, a light mass lit up in front of Qimiao's body. Its light was bright and dazzling. It was Zhou Hanzhi who waved his hand and condensed the true spirit of Huang Ting. However, although its light was bright, shining in this boundless darkness, it was still not far-reaching. It could be seen that the flash was dark, like an abyss, devouring boundless.

However, since there is some light, the three can see themselves. Compared with only listening to the footsteps of their companions, they are a little more relieved. Zhou Hanzhi is very careful at this time. He should not only be wary of whether Sun Dezong will suddenly be in trouble behind him, but also be careful of the inexplicable sudden attack. God, I don't know how long it took for the three people to walk, but their eyes suddenly became bright.

It turned out that a skylight shone from the top of the three people's heads, and the skylight reflected in the boundless darkness and fell into a light belt, reflecting the scenery in the cave. It was a large and spacious place. The bell milk condensed, the drops were like dew, and the feet were slightly slippery. The cave was cold, and there was no way the wind blowing everywhere, and there were a few more traces. Refreshing.

When the three looked up, they found that there was a hole in the top, which seemed to be small and almost not allowed for one person to pass through. However, reflecting the stars and the sun, they faintly saw the sky, which seemed very ethereal and unique. Zhou Hanzhi's light transformed by Huang Ting's true qi was also gradually faded by it. With a burst of The soft sound dissipates boundlessly and blends into these microsky lights.

When I looked at it, I saw that the sky was bright, and the dust floated, which could also be recognized by the naked eye. The mystery of this cave is still amazing, that is, hundreds of stone pillars of all sizes support this large square circle, and the ice on which is condensed, and it is firmly solidified, more like a degree. Ten thousand years passed, and suddenly an electric light flashed on the stone wall beside him, spreading along some textures.

Hanzhi stroked his hand and touched the stone wall and found that there were some fine textures engraved in it, as if there were ancient characters, and it seemed to be some kind of pattern. Among them, it was magnificent and magical, and it seemed that it could not be expressed in words. However, the moment he stroked, another electric light flowed. At that moment, Zhou Hanzhi was suddenly shocked, which was transmitted Another trace of true air flowed on the radio, and his divine consciousness was cut off, and an inexplicable space flashed in his mind.

Zhou Hanzhi was shocked to find that he was in it. When he looked at it, there was no figure of Qi Miao and Sun Dezong. He thought for a moment and immediately knew that he was trapped in a space by someone's magic. He stood up, looked around, and saw the sound of figures moving in the white fog. After a long time, a man jumped up with his sword and stopped killing Zhou Han.

He looked over and found that this person was the woman in purple sitting on by Xia Hongyuan. She wore a long-waisted skirt, high temples, silver hair, silver hairpins tied around his waist, and a long sword in his hand flashed into a cold light. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to Zhou Hanzhi's side.

When he only listened to his life's scolding and cut it with his sword, Zhou Han stopped three times before he launched it. He stepped on the position of Kungua and dodged it lightly sideways. When the twilight purple and Zhou Hanzhi staggered, a faint blood color floated across his body. The latter inadvertently sniffed it, but it was strange.

The twilight purple hit and jumped into the white fog around her. Not long, the woman jumped out again and hurt the enemy. If again and again, the twilight purple hit, she did not pursue. Every time she retreated to the white fog, Zhou Han stopped avoiding the enemy, but did not chase him. She just paid attention and looked at the vast fog around.

Suddenly, the white fog on all sides suddenly boiled up. When the fog moved, a figure circled around in it. Suddenly, Zhou Hanzhi also turned his body, and his ears and eyes followed, always paying attention to the figure in the fog.

In an instant, the strange fragrance in the fog suddenly stopped, and in silence, a sword roared and broke through the chaos of Hongmeng. Zhou Han stopped his whole body and looked at the sword, but found that it was different from before.

It turned out that when this sword was fired, the figure holding the sword was like a hundred flowers blooming, blooming countless figures, and this sword turned into hundreds of swords. It was impossible to tell which was real and which was virtual. It rushed from all directions and killed Zhou Hanzhi.

At this moment of life and death, the latter suddenly felt clear in his heart. He stopped his footstep and closed the Tianzi fan in his hand, and between his two palms, he stood proudly and tied his hands. Facing several sharp swords, he suddenly closed his eyes, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and calmed down.

Or, if he didn't act at all, he shouted angrily. At this moment, seven or eight figures with swords passed through Zhou Han's body one by one, as if riding a horse over a light fog, and there was a slight wave in the fog.