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Several female disciples of the purple jade palace cried, rendering the atmosphere more strange and desperate. The people in the Qingyi gate also began to change their faces and look around nervously.

However, Gong Hong and Bai ling'er are still calm, but they look at Zhang Xiaojian.

Zhang Xiaojian looks the same, quietly looking at that piece of stone with patterns, not a word.

Gong Hong and Bai ling'er didn't dare to ask. They didn't dare to breathe in the atmosphere. They were afraid that some terrible creatures would be startled, and they would jump out.

Qianjian grottoes are originally a place of evil sects. Hongxia Valley is the forbidden area here, which is the death of the evil gate.

For a long time, Zhang Xiaojian slowly took a breath and said, "it's OK, it's a heaven and earth array. The people who set up the array don't seem to be bloodthirsty. They just want to give some hardship to those who enter the forbidden area. They don't mean to kill people.

You can leave me now. The further away you are, the better. I will try to break the array. "

after Zhang Xiaojian finished, Gong Hong and others did not hesitate. They started to retreat according to Zhang Xiaojian's instructions. After about 300 meters, they stopped.

At this time, we can see that Zhang Xiaojian's body has been covered by a layer of soft light. The light turned, and the eye of heaven was already open. Suddenly, a red light flashed away and entered the stone with patterns.

With the entrance of the red light, the red stone suddenly seems to have life, and it bounces up from the ground. The colorful patterns begin to deform slowly, and finally become a dense charm.

At this time, Zhang Xiaojian's aura flashed, countless two colors of light flashed away, entered one of them, and then began to wander around.

That kind of gnawing sound is very harsh. It is actually that the black ridged red beetle is gnawing at this strange spell.

With the passing of time, Zhang Xiaojian's forehead is full of sweat.

These people in the distance did not dare to say a word or go over. They just looked at it quietly,

suddenly, a loud noise came, and then the huge shock waves rippled out. The huge energy ripples knocked Gong Hong out and finally fell to the ground.

When the light dissipated and Zhang Xiaojian appeared in the distance, Gong Hong opened his eyes and cried out in surprise.

Where there are red rocks, surrounded by green valleys, flowers with the breeze slowly come, refreshing, just the tension, fear, fatigue suddenly all disappeared.

Not far away, they saw endless fairy grass. All kinds of spirits of thousands of years are everywhere. They are lush and green. Powerful spiritual power rolls from all around. People can't believe it is true.

"Oh, my God, we've developed." A disciple of the Qingyi sect exclaimed.

The female disciples of Ziyu Palace are even more like flower lovers, quietly looking at everything in front of them, but many people are looking at Zhang Xiaojian, looking at the male god in their mind.

"The fairy grass in it has been thousands of years, and it has become spiritual. It's not easy to get. How much you can take depends on your own abilities." After Zhang Xiaojian finished, she didn't care about others. She began to look for her favorite lingcao in Lingbao garden.

In his current cultivation, he can't look down on the ordinary spirit grass. Only a dozen kinds of spirit grass are still good. He took them and put them into the ring to raise them.

Other people are not Zhang Xiaojian. Facing so many spiritual grasses, they are already elated. Especially the brother Nalan Pao, while picking the spirit grass, they laugh constantly, which makes people feel a little hairy. They feel that these two people are crazy.

Although these disciples came to pick crazily, but because the number was too small, they took the appearance of one percent.

Some people began to feel that if they knew that there was such a good chance, it would be better to have a few more bags of heaven and earth.

Zhang Xiaojian stood beside and laughed and said, "you can't be too greedy. It's good to have such an opportunity."

in a word, everyone nodded, so he stopped and stood behind Zhang Xiaojian.

At this time, Zhang Xiaojian found that one day in Lingbao, it was like a path extending inside. At first, she didn't care, because the middle of the path was covered by flowers and plants, which was difficult to distinguish.

"Where does this road lead to," Zhang Xiaojian asked LAN Pao brother.

The two men frowned and took out the map again. After looking at it for a long time, they didn't see it, because there was no such Road on the map at all.

"I'll go in and see what you think." Zhang Xiaojian looks at that path to ask.

"Since I have come, I still want to go in with you." Gong Hong, they said.

Zhang Xiaojian did not say anything more, but took the lead in stepping on that path.

After walking for about half an hour, the spirit grass has come to the end, and there is an open space in front of it. It is bare and has nothing to grow. It is as if it were separated from the vigorous appearance just now.

Not only that, the more like walking inside, the more wrong I feel.There is a mist gradually rising, from time to time will blow a wind, people shudder.

"What the hell is this place? How terrible it is." Someone was muttering.

After walking about 200 meters, white bones appeared on the ground, which were scattered at first, and then more and more, and some places have been piled up.

"There are so many dead people. Is it true that this place used to be a battlefield, just like ancient legends?" Brother LAN Pao whispered.

"If this is a battlefield, then we are right. There will be a lot of bags of heaven and earth. Please pay attention." Zhang Xiaojian said.

Having said that, he has already let go of his perceptual ability, but the result is that he is disappointed because he has not found anything.

At this time, the wind suddenly heard the sound of swords, in this very strange environment, everyone was surprised to open their eyes.

The wind is blowing and the sword is roaring. It seems that there is a shrill scream in the sound of the sword, which makes people even more timid.

"I think it's better not to walk like inside. It's weird and cruel." Gong Hong reminds me.

"I'm here. Don't be afraid." While Zhang Xiaojian was talking, her whole body was working, and the second form of Fu long descending into the sky was already displayed.

The harsh sound brings the air fluctuation, and the powerful spiritual power spreads out, sweeping the distance for a time.

The mist cleared, the wind dissipated, and the shrill cry disappeared.

The sky is clear, the sun is just right, everything in front of you can see clearly. It's a thousand sword tomb.

One by one swords, flashing different colors of light, quietly inserted in the loess, dense, as if a dense forest, they saw the sun again, each sword is gently shaking, seems to be telling a thousand years of time.