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Nan Yang and Jun Qiao originally saw that the pointer on the dragon-hunting plate had an obvious deflection. It was obviously not a corner but there was a change in direction. They were hurrying to check further, but they were suddenly heard by the loud sound of a thick wall landing behind them. He paused in shock.

Because there was no one in the tomb passage all the year round, the accumulated layer of dust was blown up by the impact, accompanied by the small sound of some broken stones falling to the ground.

Junqiao opened his eyes wide, watching the change behind him in disbelief.Nan Yang held the dragon-hunting plate, and turned his head to stare blankly at the wall that fell suddenly.

Wuming raised his hand to reach his left eye socket, touched the empty eye socket only to realize that the eyeball was gone.He reached for his right eye again, aimed it at the surrounding walls of the brick wall, and scanned in a circle.

"Master Gu, we—— accidentally triggered the mechanism—" Wuming said, still in that strange tone without cadence.

"...Qing Huan." Nan Yang subconsciously read the name softly.She tightened her grip on the dragon-hunting pan, but after a while, she stuffed the dragon-hunting pan into Wuming's hand, and walked back to the wall, her slender and beautiful fingers hesitated a few times before gently placing it on the wall superior.

Nan Yang looked anxiously at the brick wall, she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to call that person's name, but she couldn't say anything.

Wuming turned his right eyeball with his hand again, and continued: "The wall—about three feet thick—has a sound insulation device in it, and people on both sides of the wall—can't communicate with each other."

Because Junqiao only took a wind and rain lamp, and most of the light sources were isolated behind the wall, the light on their side dimmed a lot, and they could barely make out the positions of the three people under the weak ever-bright lights on both sides. .The dark and deep tomb in front of them is even more eerie and terrifying, like a giant beast with its mouth open, ready to swallow them alive at any time.

Nan Yang immediately pulled out Luoshuang, and tried to insert the sword into the gap between the mechanism wall and the tomb wall, intending to destroy a gap in the wall.

Only then did Jun Qiao regain his senses, paused, looked at Nan Yang who was silently destroying the wall, and said softly: "Nan Yang...Wu Ming just said that this wall is about three feet thick, you..."

"...I want to go over." Nan Yang looked at the wall fixedly, and kept testing the gap with his sword.

"Anonymous, check to see if there are any institutions nearby." Junqiao ordered.

"—Returning to the Valley Master, the organs—should not be in the tomb passages on both sides—"

"...Damn it, I should have paid attention to it just now, but I got separated from them so easily. What should I do? They are trapped there, and no one knows the formation method..."

"So we must destroy the wall." Nan Yang used Luoshuang to explore all the surrounding gaps, but they were all tightly pressed, and there was no way to start.

"In this way, determine the position of a side gap, and let's use our internal energy on the sword and try to attack at the same time." Junqiao suggested.

Nan Yang lowered his head thoughtfully, and glanced at Luoshuang in his hand.

The ever-burning lights on both sides of the tomb passage suddenly began to flicker, and the three of them looked around vigilantly, but in the blink of an eye, all the ever-burning lights that were emitting faint light went out together, plunging them into deeper darkness.

"how……"

Before Junqiao finished speaking, he heard the iron-cast beasts on both sides of the tomb passage move neatly.

"Ho-ho-ho-ho-!"

Unknown number of cast iron beasts named "彘" started to bark like dogs at the same time, very rhythmic and regular.Wuming raised the wind and rain lamp in his hand, and protected Nanyang and Junqiao behind him with the other hand.

"Boom...boom...bah..."

"What... is this sound?" Junqiao was a little flustered, looking around in a daze, but everything was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see anything.

"...Be careful—!" Nan Yang's five sense organs are well-rounded, and his senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people's, so he quickly pulled Wuming.Nameless's joints made a stiff "click", and a sharp arrow hit the wind and rain lamp in his hand vigorously. The wind and rain lamp was shot down by the powerful force and rolled several times. Will be extinguished.

Nan Yang lowered his head, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the dragon-seeking plate that Wuming was holding upright in his hand. Relying on the little light left, he struggled to identify the location on it.

This place is actually dead.

"...It's the dead position. No wonder the dragon-hunting plate jumped suddenly before." Nan Yang whispered to Junqiao and Wuming.

"...What?! Dead position?" Junqiao subconsciously took the dragon-seeking pan in Wuming's hand, lowered his head and squinted his eyes to identify it carefully.

"Death position is neither life nor death. The death position generally distributes a large number of deadly organs, as the name suggests, if you can survive the death position... you can find the exit."

"The door of life, the position of death, the possibility of one to one, let us bump into the position of death." Junqiao smiled helplessly.

"But it can be inferred from this that the direction of the door of life has turned to the other side of the wall. She... they, as long as they are safe." The anxiety in Nan Yang's eyes was instantly relieved, and he was clearly in the dead position In the middle, the expression showed a flat satisfaction.

"Zheng—" The sound of a sharp arrow piercing through the air came again, and this arrow ruthlessly shot into the wall beside them, and it sank [-]% of it, which shows how powerful it is.

The barking of the cast iron beast became louder and louder, and an unknown sound was mixed in. "Hiss... hiss..." There is a disgusting sticky feeling of wet and slippery skin rubbing against rough ground.

Wuming pushed his eyeballs: "Snake——"

Before he finished speaking, he could vaguely see from the weak light of the wind and rain lamp, the heads of little snakes appeared one after another from the ferociously opened mouths of all the cast iron beasts, swaying from the iron while spitting out the letter. The Forged Beast crawled out of its mouth and swayed dangerously towards them.

When Junqiao saw the snake, his scalp felt numb, and he retreated unconsciously, but found that there was the wall behind him, and there was nowhere to retreat.

"Nan Yang..." Jun Qiao moved his hand slightly, accidentally touched Nan Yang's finger, and was startled by the abnormally cold temperature of that finger, "...what's wrong with you? Your hand is so cold?"

Nan Yang withdrew his hand tremblingly, his face gradually revealed a strange paleness.

"Guzhu—be careful—"

Junqiao looked at Nanyang, then at the increasingly dense snakes in front of him, gritted his teeth, took out several traps and threw them all out, and drew out his long sword to face the snakes.

Nan Yang narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly.She tightened Luoshuang in her hand, and she staggered a little when she took the first step, but she quickly covered it up.Immediately she took up a sword flower, and the white figure was like a dragon swimming in the dark, swift, agile and vigorous.

The first group of snakes that approached were quickly strangled by the three of them.But before they had any chance to breathe, snakes began to crawl out of the mouths of the iron-cast beasts again. Each iron-cast beast could spit out dozens of snakes, and all the snakes crawled towards them as if they were guided.

Nan Yang threw Luoshuang away with all his strength, and the long sword quickly spun around the tomb passage. In the blink of an eye, all the poisonous snakes were chopped off in the middle, struggling to twist their bodies.Luoshuang spun back into Nan Yang's hand at high speed, but Nan Yang didn't grab it.

With a bang, the long sword was nailed into the cracks in the bricks on the wall of the tomb passage.Jun Qiao couldn't help but look back at Nan Yang, only to see that her face was getting paler, her forehead was still covered with sweat, and her hands were still trembling, wanting to touch Luoshuang.

"what happened to you?"

Nan Yang pursed her lips tightly, as if she couldn't say a word, her fingers touched the hilt of the sword, and she suddenly knelt down, drooping her head and vomited out a mouthful of dark red blood.

Junqiao was taken aback, and hurriedly threw out a few more small mechas, hurried over to support Nan Yang, and found that Nan Yang's body was terribly cold and trembling.

"Hmm..." Nan Yang let out a muffled groan, and then covered the position of the internal organs in great pain, leaning against the side wall weakly, more and more dark red blood spilled from the corners of his lips.

Jun Qiao suddenly stopped, she seemed to have seen Nan Yang's appearance before.

……

Valley of Scattered Flowers...

Father?

After my father was infected with the Underworld Gu, every time the poison appeared!

Nanyang she...she also...? !

The ground and the walls are covered with poisonous snakes. The snakes are like waves moving slowly towards this side. Occasionally, fierce arrows will shoot over, with a terrifying sound of piercing through the air.

Wuming seemed to be unable to resist the powerful snakes. His body was covered with snakes of all sizes, which kept surging like running water, giving him an extremely disgusting sense of denseness.

The group of snakes hissed and spit out the letter, held their heads high, and greedily looked at the two women in the corner as if they were prey.