Vol 3 Chapter 48: Get into 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 his dignified eyes back to the tower to observe for a moment, and then grabbed a handful of copper coins and scattered them on the ground.
After landing, the copper coins may be erected or flattened, 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 the 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 fog 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 eye is on top." Yu Xuanji reminded the boy.
"Yes." The two nodded, gripping the belts containing the magical artifacts tightly.
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 sand rose faintly into the air, drawing three strangely-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, and jia" are facing the cinnabar pointer on the outer and inner plates of the obsidian base. o
Yu Xuanji raised her lips, secretly mocking that Gu Yunxi was taken by the black array.
Turning the compass inside and outside with both hands, Yu Xuanji aligns the four characters "Thunder, Kun, Qian, Ding" with the cinnabar pointer, and amidst slight tremors, the yin and yang symbols in the center of the compass are separated 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's all effortless."
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 tightly, keeping his mind awake with pain until his vision became clear again, and 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 physical appearance of the ground was not visible. The sound in the ears keeps changing, like sobbing and weeping, endless sorrow and sorrow.
Yu Xuanji stretched out his hand, and the boy Xuyue understood, took out a peach stick from the bag and presented it to him.
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 his orders."
Yu Xuanji spread his arms and flew forward, and the boy followed, the three of them controlled lightly and stepped on the peach wood, turning their bodies flexibly and moving forward.
Each of those peach woods has only the length and thickness of chopsticks, and is blessed by mana. They stand on the ground as if they are rooted. They can't be shaken, and they are still as solid as a rock even if they are carried by a heavy foot.
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 it Gu Yunxi who is?
Before she was deceived by Taoist Wu and captured by the black array he had activated. Lu Qiange and his men could not escape either.
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 fuzzy, they had no facial features at all, and neither were people nor ghosts. Gu Yunxi was anxious and frightened, took out the jade flute and blew the hidden weapon, directly culminating 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 so stuffy that he couldn't 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 tightly to the few people who were struggling with each other ten meters away. They waved their swords out of thin air to make a gesture, and 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 instructions, the two boys walked over and bent over to check whether each of them had any 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, and his expression became clear after a few coughs.
Looking at the man with the golden mask in front of her, she was so frightened that she 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 tell his identity.
"Don't talk nonsense, the people in the battle are still there."
Sit in battle?
Gu Yunxi heard Yunshan Mist, but because Yu Xuanji's voice might be cold, a heart touched his throat, and he didn't dare to make a noise.
Lu Qiange also woke up at this time and ran in front of Gu Yunxi with a worried expression:
"Tu Muxue, are you okay? Are you injured?"
He didn't know what Wu Daoshi did 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 in the moment of crisis, I didn't want to let the girl whose voice is as same as Yun Xi have any accidents.
The panic and worry in Lu Qiange's clear purple eyes made Gu Yunxi very uncomfortable, scratching his scalp and tilting 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. In a moment, a large living person disappeared.
"Haoji? Haoji!"
Lu Qiange curled his eyebrows and shouted.
There were fifteen people in him when he came, but now he and one subordinate are the only ones left.
What is this formation? Sure enough, it was very curious.
"Don't shout, you still want to let the black formation run out of energy?"
Yu Xuanji yelled sharply, drew a dagger and drew a strange symbol in the palm of his hand, and then grabbed the soya bean that the boy handed and rolled it in his palm, and stuffed a blood-stained bean into Lu Qiange's mouth.
The other party's eyes were suddenly cold.
How arrogant and arrogant he is, how can he be willing to be manipulated by others?
Just about to open his mouth, Yu Xuanji fiercely held his fingers with his fingers, his expression was cold and nonchalant, and he 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 strange sound near his ears got closer, and Yu Xuanji's eyes changed. Each person sent a soybean and then cast his eyes to the dark mist that was gathering more and more. He suddenly turned his eyes sharply, and shouted in a certain direction:
"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, one by one erected Lu Qiange's subordinates, hiding in the fog.