Zhang Xuan glanced at the Saint Linglong and turned his head away immediately.

This woman is the smartest among these saints and saints, and she is many times smarter than the Nine Palace Holy Son.

Zhang Xuan's little move of turning his head made the saint Linglong laugh.

The smell of the rice drifted in the air. After eating and drinking, the disciples of the nine holy lands fell asleep with satisfaction. Only the disciples of the nine holy lands could not sleep.

"Senior brother is really, why do you have to say that chef? Ordinary people are walking slowly. Isn't that normal?"

"Okay, just keep your mouth shut."

Someone muttered in the Nine Palace Holy Land.

Time passed slowly and the sky gradually became brighter. After sleeping all night, everyone was full of energy, but the people in the Nine Palace Holy Land all looked weak.

The Nine Palace Holy Son even put on a black cloak, hiding himself in the cloak, preventing people from seeing his face that looked tired due to hunger.

"Senior brother, why don't we go back first. Anyway, we haven't entered the restricted area yet, so let the family send a chef here."

A disciple from the Nine Palace Holy Land whispered.

"What are you going back! Go to the penalty area!"

How arrogant the Nine Palace Holy Son is, how can he let others see that he is surrendering?

The disciples of the Nine Palace Holy Land have no way to do anything.

The team of hundreds of people set out again and was still walking on the plain. They just felt more and more tired as they walked, because the gravity applied to them was getting stronger and stronger.

The road in front of us has become increasingly narrower. From the first plain to the current width of the road surface is less than 100 meters. There are towering mountains on both sides, and the rock walls are smooth and there is no place to find a place to settle down. The entire mountain is a pitch-black color, giving people a feeling of extreme depression.

And as they advanced, the width of a hundred meters gradually decreased, eighty meters, fifty meters, and thirty meters.

A team of hundreds of people walked on the thirty-meter-wide road, which seemed narrow, and the ground under his feet gradually turned into a pitch-black color.

Originally, everyone was walking on this road and was still communicating, but now the voices of communication are no longer heard.

"Why do I feel...it's so scary here."

A handyman walked beside Zhang Xuan, his body trembling.

The Nine Palace Holy Son hid under the cloak and showed an impatient look, "Where is the entrance to this abyss forbidden area?"

Yuxu Saint Son shook his head, "The so-called forbidden area refers to a world, not just a place, so there is no such thing as the entrance. For ordinary people, the way we have already walked is the forbidden area. I think, from the moment we feel the pressure, we should be within the range of the abyss forbidden area."

"What's the meaning?"

The Nine Palace Holy Son turned his head and looked at the Holy Son of Yuxu.

"It's very simple. Judging from the Bagua Formation, we have already entered the Death Gate."

The Holy Son of Yuxu paused and saw him waving the whisk.

In front of everyone, a huge Bagua plate floated in the sky and pointed to Dui Palace! Yuxu Saint Son's expression was serious, "Dui Gua is in the west, and the five elements are gold, which correspond to the swamp in nature. The swamp represents sinking and convergence. No matter what it is, it will be deeply trapped in it and it is difficult to escape. The five elements are gold, representing autumn. The word "Autumn" represents more bleakness, withering, and full of solemnity."

The Saint of Yuxu pinched out several hand decisions, and then said in a deep voice: "The Dui hexagram has gold, which is a sign of great danger. Gold also represents metal, which is a weapon and a knife. The ghost-headed sword that the executioner did when he was executed was related to the Western Dui Palace."

The Piaomiao Shengzi nodded, "Western means moving, the yang energy moves and things. At that time, it is autumn. The sun sets to the west. The sun sets to the sky and the earth is dark. Moreover, the west represents autumn. When autumn comes, the leaves fall one after another, and all things are depressed, with a sad and cool charm. Therefore, the West is the main killer and belongs to the Yin.

There are depression, darkness, terror, ominousness, and death. Generally, when the east is opposite, the east is better, the west is inferior, the east is respectful, and the west is humble."

When the Saint Yuxu pinched the magic trick again, the Bagua plate floating in the air disappeared, "We call people going to the west after death, and buried them after death, and they all face the west. We have long been in the forbidden zone."

"Amitabha, I think that the West is the Pure Land."

The Holy Son of Sakyamuni Holy Land spoke out.

The Holy Son of Yuxu snorted coldly, "This is not your Western Buddha land."

"I think that as long as there is Buddha in your heart, Buddha will naturally be there."

"Okay, two, it's not the time to defend the law."

Saint Wuliang interrupted the two of them, "You can look back."

Everyone turned around and looked at the road that had come. The originally wide plain had turned into a narrow and narrow path. At first glance, they could not see the end.

"There have too many strong people who have died here, and there will be resentment. Everyone should be extra careful."

The Son of the Rotational Sect spoke out, and he was born with a vision behind him, and he was particularly sensitive to these things.

While he was talking, a ghost-headed sword appeared out of thin air and slashed directly at the Holy Son of the Rotation.

The Holy Son of Rotary Snor snorted coldly, and the sword on his waist was unsheathed, slashing directly at the ghost-headed sword.

A sound of gold and iron clashing came from the sky, which was particularly harsh.

The ghost-headed sword that appeared out of thin air broke under the sword of the Holy Son of the Rotation. Before everyone could observe the ghost-headed sword carefully.

"careful!"

A loud roar came, and it was the saint of the Yin-Yang Holy Land.

Everyone looked up and saw dense ghost-headed swords appearing in the sky and slashing downwards. Each ghost-headed sword was mixed with the power of the first level of the Heavenly Dao.

"Design the formation!"

The saint of Yin and Yang roared.

The disciples of the Holy Land reacted extremely quickly and supported the formation almost instantly. Each holy land condensed a formation to resist the attacks of these ghost-headed swords.

The ghost-headed sword that appeared in the sky was not aimlessly cut down, but was concentrated on the ten defensive formations without wasting any waste.

The attack intensity of the first level of the Heavenly Dao is not very laborious to resist under the leadership of the sages of various holy lands, but it cannot withstand the attack like a sudden rain and does not stop at all.

The ghost-headed sword in the sky kept appearing, slashing down, and spiritual energy splashed everywhere.

On the other hand, Zhang Xuan and the other two seemed extremely relaxed now. The amulets on their bodies made them completely ignore the attack of the ghost-headed sword. Seeing the rest of the people struggling to support them, Zhang Xuan felt like he was strolling in the garden.

Zhang Xuan looked around and walked around to the Nine Palace Holy Land.

"Nine Palaces Holy Son."

Zhang Xuanchong shouted a word from the man hiding in the cloak.

The Nine Palace Holy Son turned his head and glared at Zhang Xuan, ignoring him.

Zhang Xuan grinned, "Are you hungry?"

The face of the Nine Palace Holy Son, hidden under his cloak, twitched.

"wrong!"

The Holy Son of Qiankun shouted, "Gratility is increasing! The consumption of spiritual energy is too terrifying, so it can't hold on!"
Chapter completed!