Changyang

The secret realm of Cunzhen is right outside the main hall door in the south.

The Liuhuan butterfly suddenly stopped and began to circle in mid-air.

A plain and slender hand slowly raised it and gathered it in the palm of his hand.

Chang Yang lowered his hands and turned to look at the main hall door at the back. There were stone statues of armored soldiers standing on both sides. Looking far away, he could see the tall stairs in the distance, just as they had been when he arrived.

Apart from……

She looked up at the plaque in front of the temple.

When I came here, I saw a groove with horizontal lotuses lying on the "Changhua Mansion" with iron paintings and silver hooks. I thought it was a pattern deliberately carved by the owner of the secret place.

Now the groove has been filled tightly.

——The nine-inch golden lotus in the reflection bead is prominently among them.

Chang Yang stared for a moment, then suddenly stretched out two fingers, grabbed the lotus handle with spiritual power, and turned it upward.

The nine lotus packets on the tips of the lotus petals suddenly bloomed, like a lotus flower. The new petals moved slowly against the notch. The half-open door suddenly closed, and light and dust flew into the air.

"Is it the key?"

I asked in a low voice, but no one answered.

Then she stepped forward and pushed open the closed door. The stone statues of armored soldiers on both sides disappeared, leaving only a dark space inside the door, which seemed like two spaces outside the door.

As the water-red figure stepped into the darkness, the door closed again, the newly bloomed lotus bag on the plaque slowly retracted, and the nine-inch golden lotus lay horizontally again.

Until it completely returned to its original position, the palace door with sapphire ink pens as doornails was once again half-open, and the white marble stairs in the distance were faintly visible.

……

"Damn it! Where is the magic weapon?"

The body cultivator rolled on the spot, trying his best to avoid a black shadow that hit him hard, and couldn't help shouting and asking.

The white jade floor tiles at his feet were smashed into a deep hole of nearly five meters.

Even though he was proud of his body as hard as a magic weapon, he did not dare to resist rashly.

Ti Xiu looked up at the situation and broke into a cold sweat for no reason.

The hall is empty and cold, with a huge pillar standing abruptly in the middle, but there is a thick demon snake wrapped around it, so the specific situation cannot be seen clearly.

The scales of the demonic snake were as black as quenched poison, and the edges were sharp and shimmering with cold light. There was even a hint of cold air coming out, and three snake heads actually split and grew from the snake's neck!
The snake's head on the pillar twisted and roared towards the cultivator below, spraying venom, and the floor tiles instantly made a sizzling and corroding sound.

The casual cultivator in gray clothes took a few steps back: "Maybe it's hidden inside this demonic snake."

Three years ago, they killed a demonic beast and accidentally found a jade slip that had not been fully digested when they disemboweled it to obtain the elixir.

The jade slip is made of excellent material, but the most important thing is the content recorded on it.

The owner of the jade slips guessed that there was a high-level magic weapon in the Cunzhen Secret Realm, and even entered it once personally, but unfortunately he could not find it. After years of combing through and summarizing the secret volumes of the sect, he finally found traces of the magic weapon, and waited until the next time the secret realm was opened to prepare to enter again.

Unfortunately, he was eaten by a monster on the way to the secret realm.

According to records, the Cunzhen Secret Realm is only opened once every 50 years. The owner of this jade slip turned into a prey for monsters more than a hundred years ago, which gave them an advantage.

They waited for three years and finally entered the secret realm. Sure enough, they successfully found Wentianlian and opened the True Formation Eye.

Unfortunately, it’s been two days.

The center of the entire formation was empty, except for the long rocky tunnel that came through, and only the demonic snake entwined on the giant pillar was left.

However, this demon snake never left the giant pillar. Several people suspected that this was the center of the formation eye, which just provided it with a steady stream of spiritual power.

"These three black flower demon snakes are at least at the peak of foundation building. You hold the left and right snake heads respectively, and I will deal with the middle!" the thin man in green robe shouted.

After all, this group of loose cultivators had been fighting for a long time and quickly dispersed.

In the empty cave, a thin man in a cyan silver python robe suddenly jumped into the air, stretched out his arms, put the golden rings together, and turned the spiritual energy into a circle to directly hit the jaw of the snake head that was biting in the middle.

"boom--"

The spiritual power hit the demonic snake hard, and the man in green robe was knocked back by the shock. He managed to land on his feet and stand still. The snakehead in the middle also began to move slowly.

The three snake heads are all at the peak level of foundation building, and they must separate them and lead them away.

"Do it!" The thin man in green robe shouted coldly.

The body cultivator and the casual cultivator holding an arrow were one close and the other far away, attracting the attention of the black flower demon snake on the right. The other two casual cultivators were responsible for entangling the black flower demon snake on the left.

The thin man in green robe is solely responsible for the black flower demon snake in the middle.

The only casual cultivator in gray clothes was left standing at a distance and never attacked.

The five people fought and retreated, leading the three black-flowered demonic snakes on the pillar to continue downward and gradually break away from the pillar.

But the three-headed demon snake swam down from the giant pillar, and its tail jumped out at a speed that the casual cultivators had not expected, sweeping these people away.

Including the casual cultivator holding an arrow who was the farthest among the five people, he was also affected. He was hit by the snake's tail, and his leg bones broke instantly.

The three black flower demon snakes shook their heads, and six pairs of golden vertical pupils stared at the only casual cultivator in gray clothes who was still standing.

Seeing this, the casual cultivator in gray clothes took a few steps back again. The demonic snake bent its bow and struck towards him wildly. The three snake heads opened its bloody mouth and its sharp teeth dripped poison.

The green-robed man who fell to the ground yelled: "Now!"

"Just in time!"

At the critical moment, the casual cultivator in gray clothes stopped and suddenly took out a piece of talisman paper. When the three black flower snakes rushed towards him, he slapped the yellow talisman forward hard and hit the talisman with his spiritual power. , several golden words came out of the talisman.

Suddenly, the golden curse words surged, covering the three snake heads, and instantly expanded to cover them. The demonic snake was unable to move for an instant and froze in place.

The few casual cultivators who had been thrown away and hit the ground immediately got up, with a smile of determination on their faces. "Stupid thing, you really fell into the trap!"

"The amulet is still very useful! It's not in vain to spend a lot of money to make it."

"The holding talisman can only hold one stick of incense. I'll kill the demonic snake first!" The green-robed man's droopy cold eyes flashed with excitement as he moved towards the giant pillar.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A ray of sword energy flew from an angle and hit the golden spell. In an instant, a hole appeared in the impregnable holding talisman.

Without waiting for anyone to react, the demon snake suddenly emerged from the breach, opened its mouth and swallowed the nearest casual cultivator in gray clothes.

At the same time, the other two snake heads also took the opportunity to break free. The skyrocketing golden cage completely melted into the air, leaving only a burnt talisman floating to the ground.

"what!!!"

A casual cultivator who was not far away on the left was stunned when he was caught up by the demon snake. A ball of spraying venom hit him, and half of his body melted on the spot. The only thing in the hall was his last miserable howl before his death.

The situation changed rapidly, and other casual cultivators fled frantically.

"Who?" The thin man in green robe quickly retreated and punched the dark space to the side, "Get out!"

The familiar water-red figure appeared in front of him. The green-robed man's forehead jumped and he clasped his hands: "...it's you."

"We meet again." The face was vaguely beautiful in the dimness, and there was even a gentle smile on the corner of the mouth. It seemed that he just came out to say hello, "I forgot to mention before, my name is Chang Yang."

The man in green robe was stunned: "What?"

Chang Yang lowered his head and laughed, and when he raised his head again, the sword was already out of its sheath!
The man in green robes had already been on guard, so he ducked sideways and tried to grab the opponent's sword-holding hand.

However, his grasp was empty, and the person in front of him suddenly disappeared.

After being dazzled by a silver cold light, the thin man in green robe realized that the person was behind him!
He turned around and raised his wrist, and the golden ring merged tightly into an arm guard, blocking the incoming sword. However, before the collision, the woman's right hand loosened the hilt of the sword. Before the sword fell, she moved her left wrist horizontally and grasped the hilt again. , continue to chop.

too fast!
It's too late to stop!
The man in green robe immediately retreated, but he was still unable to move faster than the sword that struck him. The cold blade scratched his face, and the wound was too deep. In the blink of an eye, the line of blood spattered away, and half of his face was covered in blood.

Just by meeting him, he was already at a disadvantage.

"We did hurt those disciples of the Hehuan Sect. What do you want?" The man in green robe ignored the injuries on his face and tried to negotiate, "There is a high-level magic weapon hidden here, let it be given to you."

Changyang's sword slowed down and he raised his eyes to look at him.

The green-robed man glanced at the casual cultivator not far away who was still fighting with the demonic snake. He turned the storage ring on his thumb with his left hand hidden by his side and waved it towards her, and dozens of pointed The needle flew away.

As long as she waved her sword to block the rain of needles, he would have a chance to escape!

However, to the green-robed man's expectation, she was not afraid at all and rushed towards him at an almost weird angle.

The flow of everything around him seemed to slow down a lot. The red figure reflected in the dry eyes of the man in green robes got closer and closer. Finally, when his eyes flashed, he felt a slight itching on his neck, as if he had been stung.

The man in green robe subconsciously reached out to touch his neck, his hands sticky.

……is blood.

He made a roaring sound in his throat and tried to cover the wound with both hands, but was horrified to find that his head had been knocked off by covering it.

In the blink of an eye, the man in green robe fell to the ground with his head and body.

Changyang held the sword in his left hand, not caring that the palm of his right hand was scratched by a needle, and a pool of blood fell down.

She looked back and looked not far away. Only the cultivator and the casual cultivator holding a bow were still fighting with the three black snakes.

Chang Yang did not step forward immediately. He spread his feet slightly, pushed up with his left hand, and the sword suddenly flew into the air.

"go with!"

She put her fingers upright in front of her forehead, turned the sword horizontally, pointed straight ahead, and suddenly struck the bow-holding cultivator with the sword in five directions.

The San cultivator and the physical cultivator were chased by three black-flowered demonic snakes. He was swept under by the snake's tail, unable to distance himself, unable to raise the bow to exert force. He was in a state of embarrassment. When he raised his head, he saw several sword lights flying towards him. .

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The sword body transformed by spiritual power penetrated the limbs of the casual cultivator, cutting off the tendons of his hands and feet. The last sword pierced his head from the front. Before the panic on his face could be restrained, he suddenly fell to the ground.

However, Chang Yang was already close. She pulled out her sword, and blood immediately splashed on the acacia pattern on the corner of her clothes.

On the other side, the body cultivator was also cornered by the demon snake and fell to the ground. Just when he thought he was about to die, a sword flashed and the demon snakes were in pain, and they twisted and bit behind them.

"Zheng-"

The body cultivator vaguely seemed to hear the sound of a sword, and the sound seemed to be very close at hand, as if there was a surging torrent. In the blink of an eye, the three heads of the demonic snake were cut off in unison, and it fell to the ground. Blood suddenly surged from the broken part of the snake's body. Note.

A figure walked out from behind the huge twisted snake.

"You..." The physical cultivator put his hands on the ground and retreated subconsciously.

"My name is Changyang."

"what?"

The physical cultivator watched her withdraw her sword, thinking that there was a turn of events, so she moved her body back and stopped.

Upon seeing this, Chang Yang smiled, then stepped forward and kicked the opponent in the head, leaving three points of strength to avoid death.

The body cultivator felt dizzy and dizzy, and felt nausea in his chest. He forced himself on his hands and feet and crawled away, trying to escape.

Changyang followed him unhurriedly, footsteps after footsteps, like a cat catching a mouse.

While the body cultivator was frightened, he also felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Until the body cultivator's back hit a rock, with no way to retreat, the young woman in front of him kicked him in the heart without any effort, directly shattering his soul, and said with a smile:
"Remember to state my name in front of the King of Hell's Palace."

The physical cultivator stared blankly at those dark but indifferent eyes, and before he died, he finally remembered: not long ago, they had teased the disciples of the Hehuan Sect like this.

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