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Chapter Thirty-Five: Raid

Su Yi, Leng Qingyue, Zhu Dahan, and a young man named Wu walked along the long mountain road.

Along the way, you can see many disciples wearing Huang Maple Valley costumes lying on the roadside.

The body had long since dried up and stinked, but no one had collected it.

It can be seen that Huang Maple Valley was either completely wiped out, or they escaped in a hurry and did not have time to deal with the bodies of their disciples.

Su Yi and the other three followed the instructions of the big man named Zhu and walked carefully for a while, and finally saw the majestic palace standing in front of them.

"This is the main hall. It is usually a place for receiving guests and holding celebrations. The elixirs, exercises, and magic weapons are at the back."

For some reason, the man named Zhu is very familiar with every plant and tree in Huang Maple Valley.

Su Yi had a vague feeling that the big man named Zhu might have been a disciple of Huang Maple Valley.

But if the big man named Zhu was a disciple of Huang Maple Valley, why was he neither eliminated by the ghost cultivator nor escaped with his master?

This is very puzzling.

The hall was empty.

The hall that could originally accommodate tens of thousands of people now only contained the footsteps of Su Yi and others.

A cold wind blew in, chilling Su Yi's back.

He instinctively looked behind him, only to find that there was nothing behind him.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

The big man named Wu asked.

"I always feel like someone is watching me from behind, which makes me unspeakably uncomfortable."

Su Yi glanced at the empty hall in confusion. There were only a few spiders crawling in the corners of the hall.

"It's scary, but it can scare people to death. Brother, what on earth did you see?"

"All the disciples in Yellow Maple Valley are dead, and there are no ghost cultivators behind. Could it be that Brother saw the ghosts of the disciples in Yellow Maple Valley?"

As a monk at the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage, the young man named Wu had a look of fear in his eyes, and even his voice trembled when he spoke.

Su Yi found it a bit funny and heard the big man surnamed Zhu shout: "My monk practice is to act against nature. We are afraid of monsters and monsters. I am an old monster who has lived for 150 years."

The big man surnamed Zhu said so, and the young man surnamed Wu couldn't say much.

What makes Su Yi feel strange is that Leng Qingyue always looks thoughtful and at the same time is very close to Su Yi.

You know, along the way, Su Yi tried to get close to Leng Qingyue several times, but she rejected her.

Leng Qingyue raised her head from time to time, glanced around, and then lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking.

Everyone walked through the main hall in three or two steps and arrived at the entrance of the palace with blue tiles and white walls.

"This is the important place where the elixir store, the exercise room, and the magic treasure house are located. The restrictions here are quite difficult. I am seriously injured. I hope all my fellow Taoists can help me."

The big man surnamed Zhu shouted loudly, took out a long stick, swung it and threw it at the door.

A burst of soft yellow light suddenly appeared, blocking the big man's stick.

The big man did not stop, but waved his long stick and struck the yellow light one by one.

Seeing that Su Yi was still using this violent method to break through the formation, he was a little speechless, but he had no choice but to use his flying sword and chop at the gate.

The young man surnamed Wu and Leng Qingyue also used magic weapons to attack Huang Guang.

Just when everyone was having a great time smashing it.

The spider web in the hall was suddenly blown apart by a gust of cold wind, and then a skeleton slowly appeared.

It was that ghost cultivator.

"That girl is still very vigilant. It seems that her cultivation level is not low. It's better to use that thing early to avoid capsizing in the gutter."

After the ghost cultivator finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash, leaving only the empty hall.

Su Yi shouted softly and slashed out with his sword. Finally, the yellow light struggled to light up for a few times and then went out.

"It's finally opened!" The young man surnamed Wu was overjoyed and rushed into the hall at the lead.

Su Yi and others followed closely behind.

But the moment he entered the main hall, the young man named Wu disappeared.

"Where are my martial arts friends?" Su Yi looked at the man named Zhu warily.

"Hmph! I don't know whether to live or die, and I dare to charge directly without my guidance. I must have been instantly wiped out by some special formation and turned into ashes."

The big man named Zhu snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"From now on, follow Zhu closely every step of the way. Zhu tells you to go east. Don't go west. Otherwise, you will fall into a trap. Don't blame Zhu for not saving him."

The big man surnamed Zhu had been cheerful all the way, looking like an enthusiastic monk and a good old man, but at this moment, he suddenly turned aside and showed a somewhat sinister expression.

Su Yi sighed lightly, but he didn't expect that the young man named Wu received the lunch box like this without even uttering a scream.

Several people were walking along the corridor. The sky was quite dark at this time, and it was gloomy even outside the house.

After entering the room, it was even darker. Although it was not necessarily invisible, the line of sight was still restricted.

Su Yi and others opened several rooms where the Suogu formation was weak and obtained some low-level magic weapons and elixirs.

These rooms look like they should be temporary residences for some of the guarding disciples.

After the search was complete, the three of them came to the door of a room with a very powerful Suogu Formation.

After spending a lot of effort to break the formation, as soon as the door opened, Su Qingyue instantly showed a look of joy.

"Teleportation array! There is indeed a teleportation array here, but I don't know where it leads."

There is actually a small altar-shaped teleportation array in this room.

It's just that this transmission was very urgent, and some places were not even closed, exposing huge gaps.

Just when Leng Qingyue was overjoyed, a sudden change occurred.

The big man named Zhu shouted loudly: "Who..."

Before he could say the word "human", a white bone hand penetrated his chest.

The big man surnamed Zhu looked down at his skeletal hand with an incredible look on his face. He vomited blood and tilted his neck. It looked like he was dead.

A skeleton walked out from behind the man named Zhu and threw his body aside.

It was the ghost cultivator who had been "annihilated" at the beginning.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Leng Qingyue shouted loudly.

Then she sacrificed her petal-shaped magic weapon, flicked it with her bare hands, and countless wind blades shot out from the petal-shaped magic weapon.

"Wind attribute monk!?"

The exclamations appeared at the same time as Su Yi and the ghost cultivator exclaimed at the same time.

You must know that wind attribute spiritual roots are also extremely rare spiritual roots. After a certain level of cultivation, you will have incredible magical powers.

This was the first time Su Yi saw Leng Qingyue facing an enemy. He saw her scolding her repeatedly and shooting wind blades from her hands. At the same time, an invisible wind wall stood in front of her, neutralizing most of the ghost cultivator's attacks.

Su Yi was not idle either, using his flying sword to attack the ghost cultivator's eyes when he wasn't paying attention.

Yi Suyi guessed that these eyes should be the key points of ghost cultivators.

"It turns out to be a monk with the wind attribute in the golden elixir period! He has some skills, why are you waiting, pretending to be dead!"

The ghost cultivator suddenly said such an inexplicable sentence.

Su Yi secretly yelled something bad.

There was something strange about the death of the big man named Zhu, and his whereabouts were suspicious all the way. Su Yi had long been suspicious of him.

How could Su Yi relax his vigilance if he hadn't seen the man named Zhu being repaired by ghosts with his own eyes.

At this time, in the midst of my busy schedule, I looked at the location of the big man's body and found that the big man surnamed Zhu was indeed missing.

Su Yi felt a cold air hit his body from behind, and without looking back he smashed out the talisman seal that he had held in his hand for a long time.

Bang bang bang, several loud noises.

Most of them were the sound of the talisman exploding, and one was the sound of Su Yi hitting the wall, knocking the wall down.

After destroying the formation in this room, the seemingly indestructible wall fell down upon impact, kicking up clouds of dust.

Su Yi got up and saw that the big man named Zhu looked gloomy and badly injured.
Chapter completed!
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