Vol 3 Chapter 48: Enter the battle

? Hundred meters in front of the Swift Tower, Yu Xuanji and the boy dismounted. +++The latest Danmei novel ranking: EbookFREE.meo
The dense clouds in the sky rolled, squeezing each other into various forms. The tower is still a tower, but there are circles of black smoke on the outside.
Already getting close to the formation, Yu Xuanji squinted her dignified eyes towards the tower for a moment, then grabbed a handful of copper coins and scattered them on the ground.
After landing, the copper coins may rise or fall flat, and they are unevenly distributed on the ground, forming another special pattern.
The wind was surging for a while, and the sound of "La La" in the ear was particularly harsh, as if two phases were fighting fiercely with invisible forces. With a few bursts of lightning drilled out of the clouds, when the sound fell, the black mist in front of the tower naturally dispersed.
Yu Xuanji immediately stepped into the tower, and the two boys followed. From the first floor, the corpses of the Taoist priests were seen toppling around.
At the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, Yu Xuanji's pupils widened, and he looked straight up at the wooden staircase, already feeling the unusual weirdness.
"Be careful, the eyes are on top." Yu Xuanji reminded the boy.
"Yes." The two nodded and gripped the belts containing the magical artifacts.
On the third floor, there was no one.
Yu Xuanji walked to the incense table lightly, and after looking at the erected gossip compass and incense burner, he nodded slightly and smiled, muttering to herself:
"But that's all."
Take out three incense sticks and put them in a copper stove to light them.
Soon, the green smoke curled up, and the breath of bitter sandalwood rose faintly into the air, drawing out three strange-shaped figures, which were suddenly seen by Yu Xuanji, and the cold pupils were bright and shiny.
Looking up at the gossip compass, the four words "wind, dry, kun, Jia" on the outer and inner plates of the cinnabar on the base of the obsidian face. o
Yu Xuanji raised her lips, secretly mocking that Gu Yunxi was taken by the black array.
Turning the compass with both hands inside and outside, Yu Xuanji aligns the four characters "Thunder, Kun, Qian, Ding" with the cinnabar pointer, and in a slight tremor, only the yin and yang symbols in the center of the compass separate after one revolution. A secret compartment inside the compass was revealed, with a folded piece of old sheepskin inside.
Yu Xuanji took out the sheepskin, unfolded it and looked at it, and was immediately surprised, and then said:
"Huh, it takes no effort at all."
Fold the sheepskin and put it in the skirt, Yu Xuanji said to the two boys:
"Be prepared for the black formation."
Rotating the inner and outer discs of the compass again and again, the words pointed by the cinnabar pointer were adjusted back to the previous four characters, and then the light in front of him changed abruptly, and a blind white washed away consciousness.
Yu Xuanji's teeth clenched the tip of his tongue and kept his mind awake with pain until his vision was clear again. He and the boy found that the three of them had been in a big house.
Surrounded by clouds and mist, his feet were engulfed in white smoke, and the actual appearance of the ground could not be seen. The sound in the ears keeps changing, like sobbing, like weeping, endless sorrow.
Yu Xuanji stretched out his hand, and the boy Xuyue understood, took a peach stick from the bag and presented it to his hand.
Yu Xuanji looked at the front of the mouth with vigorous words, and Yin Luo threw the peach sticks to see them stand upright on the ground where the white smoke was rolling.
Yu Xuanji narrowed his eyes solemnly, looked away for a moment, and said:
"Foot on the peach wood and follow closely, and don't drop the peach wood until the end of the circle. Net o"
The boy behind him replied: "The disciple obeys."
Yu Xuanji stretched his arms and flew forward, and the boy followed, the three of them controlled lightly and stepped on the peach wood, turning their body flexibly forward.
Each of those peach trees has only the length and thickness of chopsticks, and is blessed by mana. They stand on the ground as if they are rooted, and they will not be shaken, even if they are heavy, they are still as stable as a rock.
As soon as he stepped on the plum blossom pile, Yu Xuanji was attracted by the clear whistling sound of wars and blades, and then the clouds dispersed in front of him, and he saw that several people in night clothes were beaten up.
There is another person squatting in front of Muzha not far away, his face is sallow and painful, isn't Gu Yunxi who is?
She was deceived by Wu Daoshi before and was captured by the black array he had activated. Lu Qiange and his men could not escape.
This formation was extremely tricky. People who didn't understand profound arts took a wrong step and immediately turned into blood mist for no reason. Many of Lu Qiange's men lost their lives in this way.
Then a group of Taoist priests dressed in yellow wrestled with them, their faces were dark and blurred, they had no facial features at all, and neither were people nor ghosts. Gu Yunxi was anxious and frightened. He took out his jade flute and blew the hidden weapon to directly kill them.
The remaining four people proceeded to this place in search of a way out. Gu Yunxi didn't know what his foot was stepping on, and suddenly seemed to be poisoned. His whole body was soft and his chest was nauseous, and he was too stuffy to move.
Lu Qiange and the remaining subordinates gradually became fascinated by their minds, and finally fought with each other.
Yu Xuanji's icy eyes locked on the people ten meters away who were struggling with each other, waved their swords out of thin air and made a gesture, then shouted:
"broken!"
The fighter suddenly stopped, and after a tremor, he fell limply to the ground, puffing up white smoke.
"Go take care of them."
Hearing Yu Xuanji's order, the two boys walked over and bent over to check whether each of them had injuries.
Yu Xuanji crouched in front of Gu Yunxi and saw her staring blankly, so he took out two pills of pill that he had with him and fed them into her mouth.
For a moment, Gu Yunxi recovered his energy, his expression became clear after a few coughs.
Looking at the man with the golden mask in front of her, she was shocked and leaned her back against the wooden fence.
"Don't be afraid, it's me."
"You are a fairy..."
Gu Yunxi recognized Yu Xuanji's voice, his eyes lit up, and he reached out and gagged his mouth just as he was about to reveal his identity.
"Don't talk nonsense, the people in the battle are still there."
Sitting in battle?
Gu Yunxi heard Yunshan Mist, but because Yu Xuanji's voice might be cold, a heart touched his throat, and he dared not make a mess.
Lu Qiange also woke up at this time and ran to Gu Yunxi with a worried expression:
"Tu Muxue, are you okay? Are you injured?"
He didn't know what Taoist Wu had done before, but saw a white light suddenly appeared at the gossip compass and swallowed her, so he desperately pulled her.
I couldn't tell what kind of mood I was in at that moment. I only knew that at the moment of crisis, I didn't want the girl with the same voice as Yun Xi to have any surprises.
The fright and worry blooming in Lu Qiange's clear purple eyes made Gu Yunxi very uncomfortable, scratching his scalp and turning his head to one side:
"I'm fine..."
There was a strange sound, the ground moved faintly, and the white smoke turned into black mist, accompanied by a thick fishy smell.
Yu Xuanji had a sharp look in her eyes and shouted:
"The array is changing, be careful, don't fall to the ground..."
Before the sound fell, one of Lu Qiange's men was unstable. When he fell to the ground, he was swallowed up by the black mist, and suddenly a large living person was missing.
"Haoji? Haoji!"
Lu Qiange curled his eyebrows and shouted.
There were fifteen people added when he came, but now he and one subordinate are the only ones left.
What formation is this? Sure enough, it was very curious.
"Don't shout, you still want to let the black formation run out of energy?"
Yu Xuanji yelled, drew a dagger and drew a peculiar symbol in the palm of his hand, and then grabbed the soybean handed by the boy, rolled it in his palm, and stuffed a blood-stained bean into Lu Qiange's mouth.
The other party's eyes were cold.
How arrogant and conceited he is, how can he be willing to be manipulated by others?
Yu Xuanji pressed her finger viciously as soon as she was about to open her mouth, with a cold expression, and said in a deep voice:
"I warn you, if you want to survive, you have to listen to me. Only I can lead you out!"
The abnormal sound near his ears got closer, and Yu Xuanji's eyes changed. After each person sent a soybean, he cast his eyes to the dark mist that was gathering more and more, and his eyes sharpened suddenly, and he stopped in a certain direction and shouted:
"Shen Zichen Sanhe Water Bureau, Beishengmen, escape!"
Immediately stretched his arms forward, pushing Gu Yunxi and Lu Qiange into the black mist, turning their heads and saying to the boy:
"You go first."
The two boys did not dare to refute, and one by one set up Lu Qiange's subordinates, hiding in the fog.