Chapter 166 Black Hole

It turns out that in that strange pattern, there is actually a pattern of a Tibetan Bodhisattva! The Dizang Bodhisattva in the wall, with a majestic breath and a proud smile, staring at the world, pointed straight at the marble in the atrium like a sharp sword.

"Where is the organ?" Mo Yan turned his mind and stepped away. He came to the atrium and pointed around the marble with moderate force, but the sound was clear and consistent, and there was nothing unusual at all.

"Strange, the sound around the square bricks is consistent, strong and heavy, and there can be no void. Is this just a coincidence? The real organ is not here at all?!" Mo Yan frowned and thought hard. He half squatted down and gently rubbed the surface of the stone with his fingertips.

The fingertips swim gently on the square bricks, as if sliding through a bumpy curve, with a clear outline.

The strangest thing is that this square brick seems to contain an indescribable magic. For a moment, Mo Yan's consciousness fell into a state of incomparable concentration. No matter what sound comes from the hall, it still can't affect him, just like a permanent iceberg, squatting on the ground.

Suddenly, a shocking light flashed in Mo Yan's deep pupils, as if illuminating the door of truth hidden in the darkness!

"Is this pattern..."

Thousands of messages that opened the door to the truth flashed in Mo Yan's mind in an instant. Between his fingertips, he constantly adjusted his state and felt the shape of the strange patterns on the ground.

Even if Mo Yan has a violet eye that can understand the trajectory of air flow and witness tens of millions of trace elements that cannot be seen by the naked eye, but if you don't try with your fingertips, even these mysterious purple pupils can't observe the unusual on this square brick!

This square brick made of marble looks ordinary, but it is actually unique. At this moment, after rubbing on the ground, Mo Yan finally determined the pattern after screening and judgment in his mind. It is clear that it is...

Laby!!

Not bad, it's a maze!!

This square brick is actually covered with dense lines that cannot be seen by the naked eye, outlining a vivid maze that can only be felt by rubbing with your fingertips!

There is no need to ask, the direction indicated by the exit of the maze must have nothing to do with the organs hidden in the Yanluo Hall.

Mo Yan took a deep breath and quickly judged the correct position in this complex route.

"This is it!"

Mo Yan's eyes were stunned, and a sharp knife-like light suddenly burst out between the waves of purple pupils. Looking in the direction pointed by the fingertips, the end of the exit of the maze is clearly a mouth carved with a demon pattern in the Hall of Yan!

Without hesitation, Mo Yan instantly ejected a flying knife, like the colorful light of the night, flying into the big mouth of the blood basin of the devil pattern.

Ding!!

The tip of the knife fell into the beam and pillar, and there was a crisp sound like a spring, and immediately heard the magnificent Yanluo Hall, which seemed to collapse.

"What the hell is going on!" Ouyang Yu was shocked and immediately operated the soul power in his body. After taking the extreme potential medicine, the surging energy constantly emerged from his body, like a waking lion, with fierce eyes and vigilantly watching the changes around him.

"Guys, come back and gather!"

Mo Yanyan was concise and stood up straight between his words. He clenched the green dragon thorns in his hand and waited for the opportunity to go.

Boom!

After everyone quickly turned back, a burst of thunder like tearing the sky and bombed out. The devil's eyes suddenly flashed a blood-red color, bursting out two groups of murderous streamers, like the horrible doomsday dead light, shooting fiercely into the square brick near the atrium of the hall.

hiss!!

There is no loud noise as imagined, no gorgeous smoke, and the gravel flying spectacular. The thick and hard marble block is actually like a piece of soft tofu cut by a sharp knife, tearing apart both sides!

hiss!

The blood-red murderous spirit outlined a round pattern around the atrium in an instant, and the cut marble seemed to fall into the abyss and disappeared.

"This..." Ouyang Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the demon pattern with fear, and then looked at the marble lost and empty ground in the hall at this moment, and could not spit out half a character for a long time.

At this moment, this shape is like a round blank part like an ancient well, dead and silent, like an endless abyss, full of awe and trembling breath.

It is no exaggeration to say that although at this moment, after everyone takes the ultimate potential medicine, the potential in the body has been stimulated to the limit, and the body's resistance to strike ability has been improved by a geometric multiple, but if it is hit by the knife-like dead light, I'm afraid it will not be immortal and disabled!

Even if you pass by, you will definitely break your arm!!

The energy of this fierce light is absolutely comparable to the full blow of the power who has just stepped into the micro level.

It's so horrible!

"If I guess correctly, this is the entrance to the final battlefield." Mo Yan said lightly.

At this moment, the eyes of the devil pattern have recovered as usual after cutting the ground on both sides.

"It's just that how can we go down?" Jiang Zhiqing frowned and looked at Mo Yan doubtfully.

Although time keeps passing and getting closer and closer to the sunrise, but for Mo Yan, it seems that this time limit has never existed at all. As always, he is silent and calm, and there is no anxiety at all because of encountering difficult problems.

"Unfortunately, the energy of the black ice thorn is almost zero, and it can't condense the ice to become our stepping stone." Mo Yan sighed, "It seems that there is only this way left."

While talking, Mo Yan gave Liu Yanran and Fan Jian a direct look.

Fan Jian was slightly stunned, but immediately reacted in a blink of an eye and smiled gently, "I understand what the senior means."

With that, Fan Jian took a deep breath and operated the power of the soul. The ghost cross light in his hand instantly flowed out a soft light blue light, and his fingertips flicked and shot a spiritual arrow.

The spiritual arrow cuts through the black hole, and the soft light illuminates the surrounding environment like a lamp.

At the same time, Liu Yanran, who was careful and reacted quickly, gently swept through the black hole, condensed a few strong and flexible willows, suspended in the mid-air.

"So that's it!" Ouyang Yu exclaimed, "I didn't expect that there was such a clever way."

Liu Yanran smiled softly: "Let's go."

With that, the weak girl Lianzu gently jumped into the empty black hole in the atrium.

Although Fan Jian's flying spiritual arrow was as powerful as a rainbow, as fast as a streamer, but after sinking more than ten depths, it seemed to encounter inexplicable resistance. It was extremely difficult to move. The crystal streamers overflowed, and finally withered like fireworks after blooming.

Whey!

The people who followed behind Liu Yanran had sharp eyes and clearly captured the embarrassment of the spiritual arrow dissipation in the well-lit black hole. They stopped for a moment and stood on the flexible willow.

"Fan Jian, continue."

Mo Yan's words were extremely simple. A dense purple gas flashed through the dark pupil in an instant, and the pupil seemed to be stained with an unfathomable fog, which was extremely deep.

Fan Jian nodded slightly. After many tests, the young teenager had no resistance or suspicion of Mo Yan's words, and did not hesitate to raise his hand to shoot a spiritual arrow.

Although this spiritual arrow is similar to usual, it is only careful observation, but it is not difficult to find that when the arrow moves, it is three points strong, just like a sharp sword covered with sharp armor, solid as iron!

Sure enough!

When this spiritual arrow sank into the invisible mud-like air, although it was still a little difficult to move, it was not as fragmented as the arrow just shot at random.

"Yanran, go!"

Mo Yan said lightly.

While talking, Mo Yan's toes had gently touched the flexible willow and jumped to the light blue willow on the right side like a flying eagle jumping on the rabbit, moving quickly and powerfully.

I have to say that although there is only invisible resistance as an obstacle in this bottomless black hole, the loss of soul power is no less than a fierce battle in the process of deepening.

After all, this invisible resistance, even Fan Jian's spiritual arrow, can be dispersed. If it is only driven by the strength of the body, it is impossible to move in it.

This resistance is actually a little similar to the force field created by Mo Yan's collapse in space. However, Mo Yan's power field is used to kill people, and the power field here is used to hinder.

But even so, it must not be despised!

Otherwise, with the continuous deepening, this inexplicable resistance continues to surge, and I'm afraid that it will eventually become a force field created by the collapse, forcing everyone into a ball of mud!

At this moment, Liu Yanran and Fan Jian, who have lost the most power of the soul, are naturally the land reclamators. They not only have to continuously run the power of their souls to protect themselves, but also have to release their powers to guide everyone forward. After dozens of minutes, his face gradually turned pale.

"Hold on!" Mo Yan shouted fiercely, and his majestic voice echoed in this desolate black hole.

Although Mo Yan can replace Fan Jian, eject a flying knife or release the fire of Qingluan as a beacon guide. It's just that he knows that in this team, he is the main team. If the power of the soul is consumed too much, once he escapes and is ambushed by the elite of the boss's apprentice family, the consequences are absolutely unimaginable!

At that time, you will be the fish on the cutting board, and you will be slaughtered at all.

Not only that, if Mo Yan helps because of his soft-heartedness for a while, then he will not only die, but also the people who have been supporting him without reservation and working silently will be buried in the anger of the Situ family!

At the necessary moment, although Mo Yan's heart was dripping blood, he had to be ruthless in order to achieve complete success!

Only in this way can we win the banner!!