At this time, Lang Zixuan pulled out the double-headed nun's sword and stood in front of the double-headed nun with Lang Shuoyang. Lang Shuoyang's divine light flew and stabbed the rats that came near her to death. Lang Zixuan turned around and pulled out the sword flower to resist the bats.

Miffel stopped the non-greedy monk, stepped on him with his feet and grabbed them with his hands, killing the mice one after another.

But this is only a temporary resistance. There is a constant stream of rats and bats, and it is impossible to kill them all. Over time, they will be exhausted.

Lang Zixuan suddenly touched the small gourd on her waist and couldn't help but be so happy that she forgot she had this treasure on her for a moment.

She waved the sword with one hand, untied the gourd with the other hand, lifted it up, and shouted in the air: "I am the only treasure of the Three Purities, suck the thunder and lightning, and it is at my disposal!" She pointed the mouth of the gourd at the group of bats above, and said: "Urgent.

Urgent like a law, quick! "A stream of flames spurted out from the gourd, and dozens of bats above the head were immediately burned and fell down.

The gourd in Lang Zixuan's hand was like a flamethrower, emitting the flames previously contained in it. The bats above immediately turned around and did not dare to come again.

She defeated the bat swarm, turned around and passed Miffel who was fighting the mouse, stood at the top of the stairs, and breathed fire at the mouse downstairs.

The mice fled one after another and made a way out.

Lang Shuoyang, with his flying radiance, stabbed to death more than a dozen mice on the stairs, and greeted Miffel, who was already going crazy: "Follow Sister Zixuan!"

Then he took the two-headed nun downstairs with him.

Miffel also pulled the trembling monk Buqiu to follow Lang Shuoyang. She pulled the monk Buqiu and made his hands tremble. She turned around and said, "Why are you so timid and still following me? Cheer up!"

Get up, there are a lot of relics waiting for you ahead!"

Monk Bu Greed said with a trembling voice: "Who knew it would be so scary here? I have caught ghosts with Master before, but it is not so scary!"

Miffel said: "That's because you haven't met anyone powerful. Remember from now on, don't pretend to be a hero if you don't have the ability!"

"I got it." said the non-greedy monk, "Girl, can I push it out now?"

Miffel let go of his hand and said, "Okay, you can go back by yourself!"

The non-greedy monk looked at the rats all over the ground, gritted his teeth and really wanted to back away, but at this moment a man came rolling down the stairs with shouts. He was tall, his clothes were torn, his head and face were stained with blood, he was the one who was killed by the bat.

The chewed-up big-headed monk, with all the facial features on his face now gone, revealing a white skull, rolled down the stairs and ran for a few steps. He fell down with a "thud" and could no longer move. Suddenly there were dozens more

The mouse crawled on him.

The non-greedy monk was so frightened that he turned around and grabbed Miffel's hand: "Girl, I'd better stay and protect you!"

Miffel smiled and said: "Okay, if you leave, I will be really afraid of being eaten by mice. With you here, I will use you as a shield if there is any danger!"

Having said that, Miffel still caught two mice that climbed into his pants for Monk Bu Greed.

With Lang Zixuan's fire gourd clearing the way, they quickly found the stairs and everyone descended to the seventh floor.

Strangely enough, as soon as the rats reached the stairs on the seventh floor, they automatically retreated and did not follow them in pursuit.

Lang Zixuan put away the fire gourd and breathed a sigh of relief, but soon became nervous again, because there was an evil spirit in this seventh level!

This floor was bitingly cold, as if he were in a cold storage. Lang Shuoyang had night eyes, so it was easy to find the light switch. When he turned on the light, everyone saw that the area of ​​this floor was smaller than the previous one, and the ground was covered with thick

Thick ice cubes.

The ground was very slippery, so everyone moved forward cautiously. Miffel said: "I don't know how this God can create so many things to deal with us in such a short period of time!"

Qing Lin, who had been silently floating behind her, said at this time: "This place is not against heaven, but belongs to a monk in the temple. This monk is a madman and likes to study some harmful things. He has been imprisoned here.

He was a friend of Wei Tian, ​​who rescued him. In order to save him, Wei Tian killed all the monks in the temple in one breath."

Lang Zixuan said: "Wei Tian doesn't want to save him, he just wants to use him to deal with us!"

Qinglin said: "Not necessarily. He didn't expect that I would betray him. How did he know that you would find this place!"

Lang Zixuan said: "If Wei Tianzhen really wants to hide and practice, he will not kill people in such a high-profile manner. Even if he kills people, he will cover up the traces and gather all the magicians in Longcheng. I

It seems that he must be provocative!"

At the entrance of the stairs leading to the eighth floor, a man with a messy bun suddenly appeared. He was sitting on the ground, with the back of his head facing everyone, his head lowered, as if he was eating something.

Lang Shuoyang asked: "Who are you pretending to be a ghost? Turn around, or I will slap you in the face!"

The man's head was shaking around, as if he was gnawing on bones, as if a zombie was eating people.

Lang Shuoyang flicked his finger, and a silver needle quietly pierced the Dazhui point on his back.

I saw this man didn't even look back, he turned back and clamped the silver needle with two fingers, and then flicked it, and the silver needle shot back. The small silver needle actually shot back with a "swish" sound, carrying the sound of the wind.

.

Lang Shuoyang was shocked. Based on this man's needle-receiving technique and the strength of his return shot, he was a martial arts master!

Lang Shuoyang knocked the silver needle away with a strike of his divine light. Instead of making a sneak attack, he asked: "Your Excellency is very powerful, and you are not an ordinary person, so you won't be sent against the will of heaven, right?"

The man turned around, and everyone was shocked. They saw that this man was unkempt, and could not tell his grade clearly. He had his head lowered, holding a half-eaten rat in his hand, and making a "wuwu" sound in his mouth, like

Like a wild beast.

Miffel said: "Hey, beggar, are you a starving ghost? Can you eat after you finish talking?"

When the man heard Miffel's voice, he raised his eyes, and two fierce rays of light shot out of his eyes, making people shudder.

The man swallowed the rat meat in his mouth and spoke in a hoarse voice that was very uncomfortable to hear: "If anyone wants to steal my things, I will kill him!"

Lang Shuoyang said: "No one wants to steal your things. We are here to find Fotian. My friend was caught by him. He hid here with some evil spirits!"

The man then said: "I will kill anyone who wants to rob me!"

Miffel asked: "If you have something to grab, tell me about it!"

The man thought for a while and said, "I don't even have to sacrifice my life!"

Miffel smiled and said: "Then you are still afraid of someone robbing you of your things, are you crazy?"

The man suddenly laughed and said: "You also know, I am crazy. Everyone says I am crazy, but I am crazy!" He suddenly jumped up and jumped so far, directly, he was there.
Chapter completed!