Yan Jing pinched his fingers and calculated how to get out. According to where they are now, they can even walk out without having to calculate the seven-star formation. However, after calculating the formation, Yan Jing's expression became a little strange. He calculated again. The more he calculated, the tighter his brows became, and finally sighed helplessly.

Xia Yanqi asked him: "What's wrong?"

Yan Jing smiled bitterly and said, "No matter which direction you go, if you want to go out, the 'Death Gate' is on the edge of the Yin Gathering Formation, which is a dead end. The only 'Life Gate' is on the side of the light column."

The Death Gate belongs to earth and is prosperous in autumn. At the turn of spring and autumn, the white tiger appears, and it was just the beginning of autumn not long ago. With the addition of these two buffs, this road is dangerous and dangerous.

Xia Yanqi immediately made a decision: "Then let's go there."

Yan Jing was still a little nervous. Seeing that she was like this, she felt a little more at ease. After calming down, she took a step up diagonally. After standing still, she jumped two steps on the spot. She didn't notice anything unusual, so she smiled and let Xia Yanqi follow him.

The two of them walked slowly forward in the seven-star formation one by one. In a short while, they had already walked a short distance and became closer to the light column. There was still nothing unusual. Their hearts fell a little, but they didn't dare to let go completely. They just walked forward a little faster, and they were even in a mood to talk and laugh.

While walking, Yan Jing, who was walking in front, suddenly staggered at his feet and rushed forward. Fortunately, he was still steadily down the board, and after shaking for a few seconds, he finally stood firm.

After standing firm, he turned to look at Xia Yanqi and saw her looking at him inexplicably: "Why are you so good that you almost fell down?"

Yan Jing said: "Someone pushed me from behind just now."

Xia Yanqi followed him closely. The distance between the two was not very close, and there was no one else tolerated. Xia Yanqi asked him to turn around, and a blue handprint slowly appeared in the center of his exposed back, and his five fingers were clearly visible.

Xia Yanqi made the same trick and pasted the blank talisman, but the talisman seemed to be separated by a layer of transparent clothes and could not be pasted no matter what. Xia Yanqi simply pasted the King of Hell. Sure enough, the blue light on the handprints turned into wisps of dark light and disappeared into the King of Hell's Order flag.

As soon as she put away the King of Hell, before she could speak, she heard a sound from where she was. She turned around and looked and found that the antique dagger fragments formed a cloud book that they could not understand. They stood up tremblingly with a pointed tip on the ground.

It seemed that they could sense the eyes of the two people. The fragments moved in unison, aiming the sharp cracks with cold light at the two people, then rose up in the air and stabbed towards the two people, coming fiercely, fiercely and fiercely.

For a moment, like thousands of arrows, they stabbed Xia Yanqi's head and limbs respectively. Several tiny pieces turned around in the air, and walked around from the side and shot at her sides.

In desperation, Xia Yanqi took off Yan Jing's T-shirt, suddenly swept across, covering all the pieces, then tied a knot and slammed them on the ground with a "bang bang bang" sound. The fragments that were originally not very peaceful in the clothes were smashed hard for a few times and finally calmed down. I don't know if they were broken into pieces or something.

After doing all this, Xia Yanqi put his hands on his hips and panted, cursed a few times, then weighed it twice, raised his foot and kicked it out.

Blasted to pieces.

The debris of clothes and the fragments of antique daggers fluttered, and under the reflection of the light column, there was a unique view.

Xia Yanqi:...

She felt a little embarrassed and licked the tip of her tongue: "The quality of the clothes is quite good."

Yan Jing had a expressionless face: "I bought it from the night market outside the Chenghuang Temple, three pieces for fifty yuan." Seeing Xia Yanqi showing embarrassment, he couldn't tease her anymore, so he just walked forward.

As soon as he took a step, he heard a slight "click", like the sound of a machine being opened. He was a little PTSD at these sounds. He wanted to retract his feet when he heard the sound, but he was slowing down half a beat. A mouth half a meter square suddenly cracked under his feet. Yan Jing couldn't avoid it and fell straight down. Fortunately, although Xia Yanqi was still a little embarrassed about the T-shirt, he still grabbed his hand in time and pulled the person up with difficulty.

Yan Jing is an adult man with a moderate figure and a standard weight. Xia Yanqi is also exercising and his strength is slightly larger than that of ordinary people. Even so, after pulling Yan Jing up, his arm is also a bit of sequelae.

Yan Jing climbed up and looked down at the pit. The pit was about two meters high. The cold light at the bottom of the pit was flashing. There were arrows. The arrows were inserted into the soil. The tips were facing the hole of the pit, densely packed, making people unable to get down. If they fell down, they would have to have a few more holes on their body.

Before Yan Jing could not be glad, he heard the rustling wind roaring again. He looked up and saw dozens of bronze swords hanging above his head. Although copper-green copper rust had already grown, Xia Yan and the others did not dare to underestimate it. The road ahead was blocked by arrows full of pits, so he could only retreat along the way he had just arrived.

As soon as I stepped out, the long sword above my head was smashed down like water. With this method, even if the blade was not cut, it would be hit with a concussion.

After the bronze long sword landed on the ground, the Yin-Clustering Formation was not destroyed, but the two of them had broken the way. Yan Jing looked at it and felt that the position of the long swords was very clever, forming a formation that seemed strange and somewhat familiar.

"Lei Pool Formation?" Before Yan Jing could speak, he heard Xia Yanqi say, "Is it part of the Lei Pool Formation?"

Yan Jing said: "There are only some array diagrams here. It's okay to say it's a Thunder Pool Array, but," he paused and said, "The Thunder Pool Array evolved from the Nine-Curve Yellow River Array. Just look at this part, I can't tell whether it's a Thunder Pool Array or a Nine-Curve Yellow River Array."

If it is the Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation, who arranged it?

"Brand sword formation?"

Yan Jing looked at the bronze sword carefully and saw that there was a dark black thin line on each bronze rust sword, which circled around the hilt of the sword.

He thought for a moment and said, "The sword is covered with a boy's eyebrows. If the person who set up the formation takes the sword and then taps the boy's eyebrows to set up the formation, then the person who set up the formation will be far from me regardless of cultivation, knowledge, or response."

Xia Yanqi said, "When in the bottomless abyss, Qin Lang and Yun Muyu broke the Thunder Pool Formation." He thought of these two people, and was still very resentful. After grinding his teeth, he said again, "Although I don't know what method they used, there is only one residual array here. Can it be broken?"

Yan Jing showed a very strange expression on his face and said slowly: "I mentioned it to you that when I was a child, I entered the yard of my uncle's yard because of playing."

Xia Yanqi might as well mention Yan Ce at this time and exclaimed.

Yan Jing said: "What hung on the wall of the main hall of his room is the illustration of the Lei Pond Array."
Chapter completed!