Not moving anymore?

There was a possibility of overturning just now, but now he no longer moved. The door when he came was closed. At this time, the few people who were still alive suddenly realized that this treasure hunting operation had no good things, but their lives were about to be settled here.

Zhao Zhiqiang, the only person who could move, did not have a replenishment spiritual pill. Seeing that their autistic meridians stopped bleeding, it seemed that they had controlled their bloodshed. The practice should have the function of self-recovery, so he immediately threw the two of them one spirit stone, "I don't have a living elixir. If you can use this, you will recover yourself. I feel that something seems to be wrong here. Those two monkeys must have been raised by someone!"

After saying that, he carried one in one hand and quickly took these two people who could still be rescued and jumped off the platform, and swept the Sulu ingot spear into the space. It was not that this weapon attracted him, but because this thing was the core of the formation, and it was sucking in the murderous aura and death aura from the dead. If the formation was not removed, it would be blessed. As for taking the place and collapsed, it was not included in Zhao Zhiqiang's consideration.

Sure enough, the spear was taken and there was a huge change!

Just as Zhao Zhiqiang and the two escaped from the hall, the hollow hall immediately sank away, with endless noises!

As well as this passage fell down one by one.

Bai Juyi was so moved that he didn't know what to say, but Zhengyangzi focused on holding the spirit stone in his hand to speed up his recovery. This Taoist priest from Wudang Longhu Mountain was really powerful, and the wound healed very quickly.

Running all the way out of the passage, the rumbling sound became weaker. In the midst of horror, Zhao Zhiqiang actually saw a person when he returned to this hall-like teleportation array that had a place in the center of the earth.

Zhao Zhiqiang has an impression of this person.

And more than once.

In the Sumu Health Center where Lin Xuerou helped the poor, this person met once, and heard that he was the gatekeeper of the grave. Later, he met again, two days ago in a village not far away.

I never cared about this thin and black Mongolian old man, wearing a black robe, his face was blown by the wind and sand, and he couldn't tell his age. His hair was more than a foot long, he was wrapped around his neck, and his fingers were as thin as a knife.

What's even more strange is that this man was holding a long sickle in his hand, which looked like the kind of tool used by the Mongolians to mow grass. Of course, in Zhao Zhiqiang's eyes, it was simply the sickle of the god of death.

I saw it very clearly because it actually lit up here. Four blue pearls were placed in the grooves on the stone wall, shining with faint light, making the person in front of me look more like a ghost suddenly appearing, rather than a person.

There was actually a person next to him at his feet.

A woman.

This woman, even if Zhao Zhiqiang can’t see her face, she is very familiar with her!

Lin Xuerou.

Zhao Zhiqiang's heart was extremely tightened - the inexplicable nervousness made his throat swallow hard, and it was obvious that the current situation had gone beyond his expectations!

She was tied up by something and couldn't move at all, not knowing how to live or die.

The two looked at each other for half a minute until the roar of Zhao Zhiqiang stopped. The old man in black and thin robe said in a shriveled voice.

"I underestimate you."

Zhao Zhiqiang knew that this was definitely an enemy that was difficult to deal with. He even said that he should be the owner, at least the caregiver, and he did not even fluctuate his vitality. I think like those two monkeys, he cultivated the yin killing energy. Perhaps it was Temujin's killing Taoist.

"I've seen you."

Zhao Zhiqiang replied. The two injured people who were holding in their hands were placed on the side of the wall.

Zhengyangzi nodded secretly and signaled that he would be fine soon, but Bai Juyi was not so optimistic. Even if there were spirit stones, he could not repair himself. Obviously, the martial arts were not good.

The thin old man smiled sighed.

This sound is even worse than crying!

"Mr. Zhao, you are not from the Eagle Claw Gate."

"Old sir, you won't just live in this cemetery, are you?" Zhao Zhiqiang was cautious and just didn't mention anything about Lin Xuerou.

"Hehe, it's not bad, this is my home."

"Oh? That's strange. We dig graves so hard, you are just watching them?"

"Hmph, if it weren't for your existence, my plan would have been completed intact! I really didn't expect that there were spiritual cultivators in this world. Although your level was really not very good, I didn't expect that you would actually create spirit stones?"

The old man in black robe had a very cold voice, and he couldn't hear any angry attitude.

"Your plan is to turn all of us into the supply of the killing formation and into the monkey's snack? Moreover, it seems that your formation should be opened every twelve years, but I don't know, you are really practicing here for twelve years?"

The old man in black robe laughed, "Boy, tell you the truth. I was originally a great shaman in the clan, a real Mongolian, but I have been practicing for 150 years and have taken over the Golden Clan for a hundred years. From the Qing Dynasty to the Anti-Japanese War to the Republic of China to the Social Construction, I have experienced almost three Jiazi and protected two Jiazi here. I didn't expect that today you destroyed everything here. I was careless for a moment and didn't turn around in time to stop it. I was so angry that I was so angry!"

Zhao Zhiqiang smiled bitterly, "How can he blame me? We have worked hard here for a month and you don't say it. So many people are coming. You want to catch us as a monkey sacrifice. If you don't say it, then I will destroy your killing array, but you are so proud. What do you think you are cultivating Yin Qi? "

In a very difficult reality, the door has been blocked by this old guy. It seems that he is preparing to play the game of "The Turtle in the Garment", otherwise he will raid from the beginning of meeting. Now he has no intention of taking action. Then he is ready to kill the emperor's sword! In words, Zhao Zhiqiang pretended to be stupid and prepared to arouse him, so that the old guy would not think that the woman under his feet was his fatal injury.

Lin Xuerou is fine, she still has a breath. It should be the spiritual energy on her body that made this old guy think!

"Boy, you don't have to think about irritating me. It's useless. Even if I catch you, my treasure companion, I will not use her to threaten you. Originally, I wanted her to inherit my legacy, but she didn't want to follow me, so she caught her and wanted to kill you, but she didn't use despicable means!"

The man in black robe was slightly excited, and Zhao Zhiqiang immediately realized that this man seemed to be a woman?

"Give me the Sulu Ding God of War Spear, I might let you go." As the old man in black robe spoke, a dark red flame gas ball had already risen from his hands.

Does she still want to restore that killing formation?

Zhao Zhiqiang was puzzled.

The woman in black robe was actually extremely angry. She just wanted to get the most advantageous weapon back. She didn't believe that the precious Spear of the God of War would be thrown into the ruins by this guy!
Chapter completed!