Chapter 78: The domain of black light

Su Tang was silent for a moment, and said nothing, but turned to He Lan Feiqiong and called.
He Lanfeiqiong and others swooped in, and fell in the grass, looking around.
Everyone followed the middle-aged man slowly, and walked for almost half an hour. There was a valley in front of him, and there was a huge rock in front of the valley with a few large characters engraved on it.
The realm of black light.
Su Tang's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the fragments of memory he had learned from Six Prince Edward's Cricket seemed to be activated instantly, allowing him to see a lot.
"This black light domain was originally the place where we manipulated the captives." The middle-aged man said while walking: "Before coming to the Zhenling Tower, the captives are all monks in the vertical and horizontal fields. Look, they can't obediently obey. "
He Lanfeiqiong also stopped, silently waiting for Su Tang to say.
"Let's go." Su Tangdao, he turned his back and walked in slowly.
He Lanfeiqiong's eyes fell on Su Tang's hands, his expression was slightly stunned, and he followed Su Tang without hesitation.
The light in the valley is very dim, and it only walked more than a hundred meters away. Everyone can no longer see clearly. The middle-aged man walking in the forefront took out something and flicked it against the wind.
It's just that everyone still can't see clearly, and the surrounding air seems to have the ability to swallow the fire.
"Follow me and it's almost there in front." The middle-aged man said softly.
"There seems to be a kind of enchantment here," Ding Hai Xingjun said suddenly: "My spiritual veins have been stagnant."
"All monks are the same." The middle-aged man in front smiled: "Otherwise, how can we clean up the captives?"
"Everyone keeps up." Su Tang said softly.
He walked forward for another moment, and a wind suddenly passed in front of him. The middle-aged man only exclaimed briefly, and his body fell to the ground.
"What's going on?" Ding Haixingjun hurriedly cried.
"What happened?" Bu Kexing, who was behind, could not help but scream.
"I ... I can't release the imperial technique," Mo Yingxingjun suddenly shouted.
Dinghai Xingjun and Buke Xingjun screamed, but it was nothing. The words of Moying Xingjun made everyone feel a commotion, especially after running the spiritual veins, and found that they couldn't float up, and they began to panic involuntarily.
"All stopped at the same place, don't move." Su Tang's voice came out.
Su Tang's voice was calm and calm, and seemed to have an inexplicable magic power, which made everyone return to normal in an instant.
"I stay." He Lan Feiqiong said softly.
"Good." Su Tang responded, and then he stepped forward.
The enchantment here can swallow the light and make every monk a blind man, but this is insurmountable to Su Tang. His magic eye can sense the breath of every life, as long as there is life, no matter what No ability can hide Su Tang's insight.
Another wind blew up, Su Tang started the magic sword with his backhand, the demon will gently move forward, and the ground, the small arrow from the darkness has been cut by Su Tang
"No wonder I dare to come to Fengxiazhuang to make trouble, it really has two strokes." A low laugh sounded in the darkness.
Su Tang suddenly rushed forward and rushed forward. Although he could not release the imperial art, Su Tang sprinted at a slow pace.
A sharp symphony of gold and iron sounded one after another, and for a moment, a trumpet sounded in the darkness.
In the distance, He Lan Feiqiong and others, holding their breath, nervously listening to the movement in front, the spiritual power was suppressed, and even the art of imperial aura could not be released, and their eyes could not see things, which made them a target for being beaten, but There is no other way.
Quit? Who knows what is waiting for them behind?
The wind sounded again, this time it was already connected, it seemed that there were countless sharp energies traveling through the air, but in the vision of Su Tang's magic eyes, as long as there were fluctuations in the spiritual power, it would leave traces, and he easily avoided Aura, as the body moved, screams kept coming out.
At the next moment, a dense mass of silk thread suddenly fell from above, Su Tang took a step back, letting go of a sword, and the moment the thread fell on the ground, the magic sword slashed forward.
Boom ... The harsh impact sounded through the darkness, Su Tang stepped back a few steps, and the dense thread of silk also flew back more than ten meters away.
"Who? Report your monarchy?" An old and powerful voice rang out: "Under the Sword of the Netherworld, the unnamed will not be cut."
"Who do you want to cut? Who can cut?" Su Tang sneered, and then his body began to sprint forward again.
The spiritual power of the monks here will be suppressed, so the lethal power released by the full power of the spiritual veins has been greatly weakened.The power of the star king level is also very much left, but for Su Tang, this is nothing. It's only been a few decades since the knife-head licked the blood as if it was yesterday, and it's no stranger to this kind of melee fight.
However, the old man in the front, after all, is the main existence of the main level of the starry sky, and is also suppressed, but his pure strength is still far more than Su Tang.
After another collision, Su Tang has realized that it is impossible to end the battle quickly, and the old man does not know what kind of magic tactics, or elixir, can be seen in the dark, because he changed his attack direction several times, that The old man can always face him.
Su Tang didn't give up, continued to wield the magic sword, and launched a fierce attack. The old man also waved the spirit sword and fought with Su Tang.
He Lan Feiqiong and others, who had a truce, had very complicated inner feelings. They had experienced this kind of scene for the first time. The war situation, that is to say, if Su Tang lost, they also knew nothing about it and could only wait for death here silently.
Time is passing by quickly, Su Tang's combat power is getting weaker and weaker, and the old man is gradually gaining the upper hand. He seems to be used to dealing with people in this environment. No matter what tricks Su Tang uses, he always Can respond one by one.
For a moment, Su Tang suddenly withdrew and backed away, and immediately shouted, "Look at my three-burning arrows"
As soon as the words fell, Su Tang opened his long bow and shot three strengths towards the old man.
"Three Burning Arrows? What ... is Three Burning Arrows?" The old man gave a panic roar.
His shout was not over. Three strengths had hit his body. The old man's figure swayed, and he was stunned for a moment, suddenly burst out laughing: "This is the three burning arrows?"
"What is the boundary here?" Su Tang's cry was even more alarming than the old man.