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Chapter 237

After passing by the monk, everyone had their own thoughts and arbitrarily speculated that the monk had foreseen some kind of crisis. They reminded him kindly, but they still remembered the previous line and attracted the attention of those who were interested. Now they came to warn.

Zhan Changfeng reviewed what he heard, heard and experienced after accepting the invitation to Heshui, as well as the assassination in the forest a few days ago, and felt that Ran Nian seemed to have another purpose. It would be better if this trip was really just a simple exploration.

The group of people passed the slightly narrow mountain road, with towering mountain walls on one side and steep cliffs on the other. There were lush greenery in the distance and the clouds were steaming. Suddenly, the Tangjin Mountain ahead slowed down.

"Xu~"

Feng Shanhai, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, pulled the reins of the carriage. Everyone was nervous, and the horse under him was restlessly treading on the spot, whistling.

I saw a thin man standing in the middle of the road ahead. He stood there, but he was as unshakable as an iron tower.

"Who is in front of you and what is going on!" Tang Jinshan shouted loudly.

The thin man's eyes were focused, his palms were clasped together, and an invisible barrier stood in front of him.

This was clearly a resistance. Tang Jinshan stopped talking and raised his riding whip. Suddenly, the riding whip turned into thousands of shadows and struck hard in front of the thin man. The shadows of the whip hit the invisible barrier and made a dull sound like a bell.

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Before he could make another move, another old man in black jumped out of the tree.

"The Sorrow of Concrete!"

The old man in black stepped on the ground with his feet, and the 100-meter section of road where the carriage was located seemed to come to life, with rocks falling apart and bumps unceasingly.

"Suppress it with me!" Zhou Yongyuan raised a commanding flag, which was brilliant and suppressed the ground.

"upbraid!"

The old man in black had exposed veins on his forehead. He stamped his feet and the whole road seemed to be pulled by the carpet at both ends, tumbling endlessly!

Let the light and shadow of the flag float in pieces!

"Come again!" Countless earth thorns stabbed straight into the sky, and large broken stones rolled down the cliff. The mountain road was completely destroyed for a while, and the flag was beaten back to Zhou Yongyuan's hands.

With no way to go, the crowd quickly climbed onto the mountain wall and trampled on the falling rocks.

The carriage rolled sideways and rolled down the cliff. Ran Nian flew out, pulled out a demon-subduing pestle and threw it at the invisible barrier. As the speed of the demon-subduing pestle accelerated, it became faintly hot, as if it were a ball of fire!

Seeing this, everyone stepped on the flying rocks that kept rolling down the cliff and followed the Demonic Pestle.

The demon pestle hit the invisible wall and broke it. At this moment, Tang Jinshan rose into the sky and whipped the thin man, leaving a bloody gash on his arm!

The skinny little man felt the bone-eroding pain on his arm scream and turned into a puff of smoke. The old man in black over there saw that they were about to fly across the broken road and stepped forward. He waved his hand again and built a wall of earth to block their way.

A few people lost their focus for a moment and fell down the mountain with the rolling rocks.

The sound of arrows came like thousands of rains.

Someone is shooting arrows at the top of the mountain!

Lin Youxia took off the blue and white umbrella and threw it upward. The blue and white umbrella spun and flew into the sky, shooting down a beam of light that covered a range of tens of meters and blocked the arrow.

"Hey, play with arrows with me." Zuo Zhuzhi, who was leaning against the mountain wall, suddenly jumped onto a falling stone, turned around, raised his sun-chasing bow, and shot three arrows, like rapid artillery fire destroying rocks and trees, and rushed up

On the top of the mountain, a hail of arrows exploded.

On the canopy of a distant hill stood an old man in rags with disheveled hair. She held a three-foot-long big cattail leaf fan in her pine bark-like hands. She grabbed a handful of powder from her pocket and threw it upwards, followed by a sudden blow.

Fan, "The fog is coming!"

In an instant, a large black fog spread over due to the strong wind, and would submerge everyone within a few breaths.

"Hold your breath, this fog is poisonous." Zhan Changfeng held the fan in the cloud, and the strong wind suddenly rose. Like a pair of invisible hands, the black fog was pulled away from everyone's heads, forming a black tornado and hitting the old man in ragged clothes.

Rannian broke through the earthen wall with the demon pestle in his hand, and the old man in black rolled up his robe and disappeared. Looking at the old man in ragged clothes, he also evacuated.

"Three foundation-building great perfections!" Zuo Zhuzhi stepped onto the broken mountain road, looking surprised and suspicious, "This is a great skill."

Lin Youxia, who has always been a man of few words, also put away his blue and white umbrella and said, "It's not like we're here to fight to the death, it's like we're here to slow things down."

"It should be that news about the secret realm has been leaked. Maybe someone has been ahead of us." Ran Nian finished speaking and looked down the cliff, "Are you okay?"

"fine!"

The monk who fell off the cliff quickly came up.

The people who took action this time were a few of their hired men, and none of the three surnames took action. I don't know if they wanted to sit back and enjoy the gains, but there were signs that they were working together.

"Get out of here quickly, it won't be good if we attract the supervisory envoy from the Si Xun Mansion." Ran Nian didn't care about the setting of the escort team, and led everyone to fly away, but he never thought that the road ahead would encounter obstacles every now and then.

However, the methods of these obstructions are different from the assassins who have met with death ambitions before. At present, it seems that there are at least two groups of people involved in this matter. Zhan Changfeng analyzed it carefully while doing a qualified job.

The employees are just helping to clear obstacles without saying anything.

Two hours later, everyone walked on a road, which was far away from the crowds. Usually only staunch believers made a pilgrimage to the Heshan Temple located on the top of the snow-capped mountains along the rugged and dangerous road.

This road is called the Heavenly Road among the locals. They stood on the Heavenly Road and looked to the west. They saw a vast ancient forest. That place was called Fenghuang Valley, and it was also the Gate of Hell in the eyes of the locals.

Luo Hua asked, "Is the secret realm right here?"

The three surnames came here for profit, and they were all excited when they saw the secret realm right in front of them.

"right."

"Fenghuang Valley is full of dangers and changes. There is a valley in the deepest part, which is where the secret realm is. Everyone, be careful." After Ran Nian ordered, he swept down and entered the ancient forest. Everyone also grabbed their magic weapons in their hands and raised their spirits.

alert.

The trees here are tall and the vegetation is all over the place, so it is difficult to use the epee, so Zhan Changfeng only used the Yunzhong Fan.

When you first enter Fenghuang Valley, you can't notice anything. It seems to be no different from an ordinary forest. After entering three miles, the tree crowns are one next to the other, and the branches are connected, blocking the sky and the sun, and no residual light can be seen.

Some people took out lighting stones, only to see the miasma drifting away in the black forest, and the ancient tree roots dug out of the ground and twisted together, like black pythons entangled in the ground, as cold as maggots attached to the bones.

"There is a phantom formation inside, don't get lost." Ran Nian also looked at Zuo Zhuzhi specifically.

Zuo Zhuzhi's face stiffened, "Then I'll follow you. If I get lost, if any of you encounter me, remember to take me out."

Rannian shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhan!"

"I'll take control of the field, go in." This was what was promised to her before. Rannian knew that her consciousness was powerful and there were many illusions and obstacles in Fenghuang Valley, so she asked her to pay attention to everyone's movements.

The pervasive miasma contains toxins that paralyze people's consciousness. Those who have miasma-breaking pills should take the miasma-breaking pills, hold their breath if they can, and use defensive magic weapons. Only after this, can they carefully walk into the miasma.

Several figures also appeared on the collapsed mountain road over there. They were wearing the clothes of the Si Xunfu. One of them looked at the broken mountain road and sighed, "Let's just say someone is using power wantonly."

"The number of monks in Lianfang has increased in recent days. Don't let anything happen."

"You go look for traces. I will report the situation to the top of the mountain first and then see if there are any suspicious signs."


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