This so-called second-level land is not the shape of the previous palace, but rather looks like a huge array of altars.

The ground lines were numerous and surrounded by a circle. The rocks under Qin Yin walked by, and the strange patterns finally gathered in the middle.

Then the blood-colored light flow was introduced into the sky like a giant whale absorbing water.

Layers of light floated up from the small cauldron, as if soaked in blood.

Looking around, the surroundings are like a dark abyss, with no bottom.

When Qin Yin stood on the huge formation altar, the strong sense of loneliness surged into his heart.

The wind was blowing under his feet. Every time Qin Yin took a step, a blood-colored air swayed in the formation patterns on the ground, floating in the air and refused to dissipate.

When Qin Yin took more than ten steps, he suddenly stopped.

because……

The blood and energy condensed into human faces, surrounding the monster howling in the air, and he knew one of them.

"The evil man in Gyeongju... Sun doesn't laugh?"

The wretched face that used to be had only a blurry outline left at this moment, numbly mingling among these bloody faces.

In all directions, blood surging, with more and more people's faces, they suddenly began to pounce on Qin Yin.

At this moment, Qin Yin only felt his body lighter and lighter, until the touch of being on the ground completely disappeared.

The smell of blood began to pour into the nasal cavity and mouth.

Zui Jinchao pulled out from behind his waist, swung it with one swing, and cut the face in the air.

But the next moment, the dispersed faces condensed again with wailing and strange laughter.

"Have the formation been triggered again? Ordinary attacks are invalid."

Qin Yin calmly put away his knife and muttered to himself, as if he had not been alarmed by this strange phenomenon.

The attacked blood mist face seemed to be stimulated, and the howling and screaming became even worse. It began to rush towards Qin Yin, with each face wide open mouth, revealing its black throat, as if it was about to completely swallow Qin Yin.

This time, Qin Yin only made a simple move.

The momentum was as if a sick tiger was startled, and the blade of Langya dagger was stabbed forward with a cold light!

Honey!

The harsh sound of a soldering iron melting ice sounded.

Qin Yin's eyes were indifferent, and he let the crying and screaming sounds in his ears, but his arms were like cast iron and he pushed the Langya dagger step by step.

The dagger seemed to pierce into layers of cowhide, and huge resistance came from the front.

The blood mist was almost boiling, and people kept rushing out of their faces.

But this time, those faces were cut to pieces when they approached Langya Dagger.

The blood mist was constantly peeling off the human perception, and his feet went from light to heavy as iron. Qin Yin didn't know how many dozens of steps he had taken or hundreds of steps... He was just taking mechanical steps and advancing.

Because he knew that in front of the Langya dagger, all obstacles were false!

Those melted blood mists are the best examples.

Sun Buxiao's face appeared around twenty-four times, and finally did not appear again after the last shatter.

At the same time, the huge resistance also disappeared without a trace.

Qin Yin stood firm, his vision returned to the clear and clear direction, and he still looked around and saw an empty formation altar.

only……

He was standing at the other side of the entrance to the second floor, at the very edge of the formation.

It is only ten feet away from the previous place.

But it seemed like I had walked a hundred feet away.

Looking up at the air, the blood-colored cauldron was still hanging in the air, and the flowing light floated.

Blood-colored rainbow bands emerged like poisonous snakes, spreading unwillingly to front of me, but they did not dare to move forward again, as if they were lying on their teeth and claws with resentment.

Qin Yin looked at the Langya dagger with a glossy luster in his hand, sneered, turned around and left.

The moment he stepped out of the apostle, his vision changed again.

A cave covered with moss, a cold wind gushed.

Without the guidance of the spark lights, only the rock walls that were reflected by the blood-colored barriers behind him were left.

The nose wings flapped, and Qin Yin narrowed his eyes.

This time the mountain wind is colder, but it has a fresh and clean smell.

Qin Yin knew that the deep cave entrance led to the outside world.

He entered in thrillingly, but walked out without any danger.

However, the people behind me probably don’t have such skills.

Qin Yin looked down at the Langya dagger in his hand, his eyes were complicated.

Even the formation of Zhaoyue Ling Emperor can be broken...

The real limit of this weapon was even more amazing than he thought.

Langya...Langya...

Silently recite its name in your heart.

The moment he walked out of the cave with a dagger in his hand, he seemed to hear the voice from behind.

It's just too misty.

Looking back, it was still the blood-colored barrier, which isolated all eyes and did not make any sound.

Withdrew his gaze coldly, Qin Yin no longer paid attention to him.

...

Gently step on the dry stone surface.

This was his first step after he took the cave.

As the sound of rocks shattering sounded, Qin Yin's figure was certain.

This sound is different from the auditory hallucination just now, and it is extremely clear.

Qin Yin's pupils shrank instantly.

Ruddy dust fell from the front.

This is...the rocks are broken!

The mountain is undergoing some kind of huge change.

No longer hesitated, Qin Yin ran away.

However, when Qin Yin had just run ten steps away, a faint fire suddenly flashed out from the corner ahead.

Qin Yin's Langya dagger was whirling and slashing forward.

When the wind and the fierce figure fell from the sky, the hunched figure holding the fire spirit lamp was so scared that it fell to the ground in an instant. He hugged his head and said, "Goodbye your life!"

Um?

The blade stopped above the other person's head, and Qin Yin looked at the raised face in disbelief.

"Old liar?"

The begging on Li Duanchao's face froze and shook his head desperately, "Li Duanchao, the East China Sea pilgrim, is not a liar! Young man, please spare your life."

"Shut up, I'll ask you why you are here?!" Qin Yin raised the other party and asked coldly.

Li Duanchao looked aggrieved and pointed behind him, "I looked at the mountain from the outside of the mountain and suddenly found that this place did not seem to be a place to gather, but a dangerous place to devour creatures. The entrance of the cave was occupied by the people of Shanyue. I originally wanted to find a place to enter the cave, but I never wanted to step on the Tianji Ghost Step, but I found it here, and I met the ghost to hit the wall again."

"What the hell is the wall?"

"Oh, that's the slang of the alchemist. In other words, the person who set up the formation has too high cultivation. I was trapped in the formation. I could clearly feel the direction, but when the spiritual power in the formation rushed, the direction became disorganized."

Li Duanchao is now increasingly feeling that he is seeking death, because it is obvious that the formation set up by Emperor Zhaoyue Ling is obviously not in good faith!

"How could there be a formation here? The mountain wind is still fresh." Qin Yin took Li Duanchao and walked forward a few steps. With the fire spirit lamp that looked like a copper lotus in the other party's hand, he clearly saw the corner in front of him.

And the mountain wind...

It came from the top of my head.

But at this moment, with the slight cracking sound of the crack, dust kept falling, Li Duanchao's face was full of miserableness, "Young man, we all have to explain this."

"Shut up. I ask you, is it true or false that you can feel the direction??"

"Really, as long as you don't enter those array eyes."

"Then tell me, these six holes are not real."

"Zuo San, Young Master, you want to be... Young Master... Ouch, it's pulled my neck."

Before Li Duanchao could finish his words, Qin Yin grabbed him and walked on a big stroll.

"Young man, don't break in a mess. There is a formation ahead, the eye of the formation..."

Li Duanchao held his fire spirit lamp tightly, and was so scared that he closed his eyes and shouted loudly.

However, after ten breaths...

"Where is going ahead!?"

Um?

The yellow-robed alchemist opened his eyes and looked at it, and was shocked.

This turned out to be the last place where he was lost.

"Far right, go to the far right!!"

Qin Yin carried Li Duanchao in one hand and rushed to the far right. Of course, the latter could not see Qin Yin's right hand waving, and the invisible spiritual power that was permeating the air was broken straight.

He rushed into the entrance of the second array eye hole accurately and rumbling sounds came from the mountain.

Li Duanchao burst into tears, "Neither, I finally don't have to die today."

No one saw that in the rugged mountain path, a tall boy was carrying a middle-aged alchemist and rushing around the mountain that was shaking violently. Finally, he began to see the stars, which were the stars that truly belonged to the vast night sky.

When the bitter mountain wind blew on my face, Li Duanchao looked at the familiar green mountains and night sky in front of me in surprise, "We are out... It's so bright and yellow, everything is fine. The ancestor didn't lie to me, Li Duanchao!!"

There were even rumbles on the mountain, and gravel rolling down. Qin Yin looked at the night sky, put his fingers in his mouth, and a sharp whistle sounded.

In the sky, a crazy red shadow heard a pause and then shot down like an arrow from the string.

"Old liar, let me go, I'm going to run away."

Qin Yin turned around and was about to leave, but he kept silent...

"Let's wait!"

Qin Yin suddenly stepped down when he heard this. Although the Langya dagger had been put away by him, the slender drunken dagger revealed a hint of cold light...

Even more terrifying!
Chapter completed!