Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

Chapter 213 General Yicheng (23)
Yan Xiaotang breathed out, and as soon as she stepped on the first step at the bottom of the platform, she heard a soft "Kala", like a stone split.

She didn't have the weight to crack the stone with one foot, so she turned back and left the steps immediately. Yu Yu hurriedly followed her back, the arrow tip in her hand was always pointing in the direction of the sound, but when they stopped a few feet away, there was no one. Something strange happened.

After waiting for a while, Yu Yu said: "Sister, shall I go forward?"

Yan Xiaotang said, "Wait."

There was still silence in the vast space.

At first, she thought that the agency here had kept dust for too long, and that there might be some delay, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement, and her heart became more and more disturbed.

There is no waiting. Bo Xi has already reached the top of the mountain. There are many people around him. Even if the ruins are huge, the search will not take long. If Yan Xiaotang wants to join him before he finds the Tianwu Sword, he cannot continue to be delayed here. .

"Junior brother, you are right here. If I have to retreat, you guarantee the safety of my back."

After explaining, without waiting for Yuyu to answer, Yan Xiaotang walked towards the stone steps of Yuntai step by step. She looked at the floating earth spirit stone fire in the air, and felt a little regretful. Give her more time and learn more about Hanqiong Xianque The supernatural powers of controlling fire will not only use this rare kind of fire to illuminate, but chasing Bo Xi all the way, how can there be good time for her to practice?
The time to practice must be robbed, the magic resources you want must be robbed, Bo Xi... She also has to fight her life to rob, she thinks that she is still a bully, just came from the mortal city of Qingyi to the general of the magic cultivator. It was just Yicheng, and after moving her fingers one by one, Yan Xiaotang stepped on the stone steps again.

"Kara"

softly.

The sound of Yi Yu tensing the bowstring came from far behind, making one's teeth sore.

Yan Xiaotang raised her breath and took her second step in the air, without touching the second step at all, but there was another "click".

She gritted her teeth, and suddenly a bad breath came out. Whether it was a human or a ghost, they had been dead for thousands of years. Why stop her from going to Bo Xi's side?
Xi Yu didn't know what happened, Yan Xiaotang stood there quietly for a while, suddenly purple air surrounded him, his whole body seemed to be on fire, and a feeling of heartbeat rushed to his face.

"...Senior Sister?"

In Yan Xiaotang's third step, she stepped back on the stone steps. Not only did she step on it, but she also used her true energy. When she stepped down, the surface of the stone steps was cracked. If there is any mechanism to restrict it, it should be activated when she releases her true energy on purpose. Yes, Yan Xiaotang silently counted her deliberately drawn breaths, one, two, three... There was no movement.

Xi Yu wanted to call her back, but it seemed more and more weird. This cloud platform itself is very wrong. Generally, the cloud platform is built for viewing the scenery, or to show the majesty. This cloud platform is built in the middle of the mountain. Ten thousand people look up to it, it looks like a sacrificial place.

There is only one coiled dragon pillar with an inestimable height on the cloud platform. There should be a dragon on that pillar, but it is empty, nothing?

Xi Yu had a question in his heart: Is the one on the pillar a dragon?

Thinking about it this way, it feels like someone is passing behind, bringing a cool breeze.

Xi Yu, who is not afraid of ghosts, began to be suspicious of ghosts, but Yan Xiaotang, who was afraid of ghosts, was overwhelmed by this weird environment. She stepped on the stone steps with gravel splashing on the fourth step, and moved forward with a single mace, no longer trying to test it step by step. After a pause, it turned into a purple light and flew up!

Yu Yu was so startled that he hurriedly followed, all the way with his heart on guard, the bowstring almost strangled his fingers, but when he reached the cloud platform, he was still calm.

Yan Xiaotang was circling around the Panlong Pillar that could not be surrounded by dozens of people. Slowly, she climbed onto the cloud platform one step at a time, and saw her go round her back and widen her eyes. She hurriedly ran over a few steps, and looked at the Behind her, she also stared wide-eyed...

……

This piece of ruins was about the size of a small city, and the further you went in, the better it was preserved. There were piles of rubble and broken walls at the foot of the mountain. When they walked to their position, the roof tiles were neat, and some wooden pillars were even standing there.

The road was much better, and Gu Feng let Yuechu down, but as long as Yuechu was a step behind or two steps behind, he would hold Yuechu's arm with his hand and not let Yuechu fall behind.

There was a withered yellow leaf on the stone brick in front of Boxi. He didn't seem to feel how strange it was that the leaf existed here, so he stepped on it without blinking. There was no cracking sound, although everyone pricked up their ears. , but no one heard the slightest sound from the leaf. It turned into a broken powder before Bo Xi stepped on the soles of his boots. It was lifted up one or two feet high and fell back to the ground.

Someone behind the team said: "How can it be preserved for thousands of years? Could it be that the magic cultivator made all the bricks, tiles and wooden beams into magic weapons?"

Hearing this, a disciple was walking under the eaves, out of curiosity, he stretched out his hand to touch the nearby wooden pillar, not only Gu Feng felt something strange, but Xin Hong also called out at the end: "Don't move!"

The disciple suddenly stopped his hand an inch away from the wooden pillar, and looked back at them: "Huh?"

Xin Hong said: "Take your hands away, the devilish energy..." has eroded for a long time.

Before he finished speaking, the wooden pillar exploded into powder, turned into a puff of ash and fell on the back of the disciple's hand. He was stunned for a moment, and withdrew his hand to blow. The ashes seemed to have no temperature, but suddenly burned his skin. , Instantly burned out a dense black pit in that hand!They are cultivation bases in the Nascent Soul Stage, and the gray smoke should be harmless if it doesn't touch the protective essence. Even if the protective essence is ignored, their bodies are strong enough to avoid being burned by the flames. Just a little gray smoke--

When the disciple grabbed his own hand and pulled his throat and screamed, the exploded pillar caused a change in the next step. The pillar connecting the bottom of the pillar and the crossbar at the top exploded together, and then spread to the Leigong pillar and tiles at the edge. On the top, instead of exploding in groups, it was like being blown, a layer of gray mist was lifted, and the whole house turned into black ash in a short time!
The adjacent houses exploded after them. It was as if they had thrown a stone into the pile of ashes. All the seemingly intact houses and trees could not withstand the collision of any force, and exploded "bang".

When Bo Xi squinted and saw the back of the disciple's hand was burned, he started to move. He clapped his hands up and down. When the palms were separated, a circle of sword light surrounded him, and the blade turned over for the first time, forming a sword array.

If he did this just a moment ago, I don’t know how many supernatural powers would be bombarded, but now no one cares about it. Everyone is casting similar spells. Xin Hong didn’t finish his sentence, but he reminded everyone that the people in this place The devilish energy is heavier than that at the bottom of the mountain. Every brick, tile, tree and leaf has been eroded by the devilish energy for a long time, and has already turned into something similar to the devilish energy. Whoever touches it will be the same as that disciple.

That disciple, when the pillar foundation exploded, his whole body was engulfed in it. His fellow disciples had no time to do any remedial work, and his whole body disappeared into the gray mist, without a sound, only the magic weapon in the other hand fell to the ground, and it was also diffused. Dim in the gray mist.

There was a flash of inspiration for a while, and it occasionally lit up in the gray fog that rose half a day high.

Sanpin didn't expect such a change, he grabbed his beard and stared at the light curtain, his sight was blocked by the gray mist, but the aura was still flashing in the gray mist, it should... be able to handle it?

The head teachers knew it well, but the other disciples were fine. Gu Feng was the proud son who shined in the Fengtian Xuansi Ceremony. The incident happened suddenly. Although the situation was very dangerous, it was not enough to kill him. It was just refining Qi Bo Xi, who is on the first floor, will be fine.

But the other people in the hall were not so calm. Everyone was nervous and did not dare to blink at the light curtain.

It took a long time for the gray fog to gradually subside and become thin and visible.

Seeing a palm print appeared in the gray mist, he pushed it from all directions, and a piece of the gray mist was vacated, and there were three people standing in it, they were the three disciples of Zhao Nan.

The others didn't have Gu Feng's guts and ability, so they didn't dare to do this, so they were still shadowy in the gray mist.

Seeing that nothing was important, several supreme cultivators felt a little relieved. Unexpectedly, Bo Xi didn't take back the sword light at this time, but stretched his hands around and stretched out. The purple energy around him surged, and the sword light also changed accordingly.

Zhan Ji said angrily: "What does he want to do!?"

Zhan Ji already knew what Bo Xi was going to do, so he asked this question.

Sure enough, those sword lights that were not capable of threatening the cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage suddenly turned into sword intent, whirled into a sword array, and penetrated into the gray mist.

The disciples who were close to him knew something was wrong when they saw Bo Xi's movements, and hurriedly shouted and cursed to remind others, and at the same time doubled the power of the magical powers that had not been withdrawn to protect themselves and their fellow disciples.

Zhao Nan frowned: Bo Xi didn't choose the right time...

But the other three sect masters didn't think so, and the third grade slapped his thigh and said: "Stinky boy, your heart is too dark, you don't need him to kill others if you break the supernatural power, this ash will kill for him!"

He Yang shook his head, as if he felt sorry for Bo Xi being so cruel, and Zhan Ji looked even more contemptuous in his eyes.

Will Yicheng.

Gu Feng didn't know that Boxi would make a move at this time, and he was surprised: "I haven't found the sword yet! What are you doing?"

Bo Xi ignored him and did not further attack those disciples who had unfolded their supernatural powers. He turned around and flashed towards the gray fog in front of him, ignoring the gray fog!
Gu Feng tried to grab it, but it was empty, and then he wanted to grab a second one. Boxi had already disappeared into the gray mist, and his shadow faded away from him.

There were a few "huh" sounds from around, Bo Xi's sword formation formation, which was supposed to be the most terrifying killing formation, turned into invisible after encountering these disciples' magic weapons or supernatural powers... It was fake.

He doesn't kill?Just take the opportunity to get away?

This time, Gu Feng was as stupid as those disciples.

What is the significance of Boxi's move?Could it be that the Tianwu Sword is just ahead?
"Hehuang, follow him!"

Gu Feng opened the way with the wind of his fist, and chased towards Bo Xi, fearing that he would be too slow, he told He Huang to follow first.

The gray mist was stirred up by them, some disciples who were timid and afraid of death stayed in place and did not dare to chase, but there were also bold ones who used supernatural powers to break through the path and pursued closely.

After a while, a divine thought came from Hehuang: Tianwu Sword is really not far ahead!

(End of this chapter)