Zhang Xuan glanced at Linglong Saint, and immediately turned his head.
This woman can be regarded as the most shrewd among these saint sons and saints, she is not known how many times smarter than the nine palace saints.
Zhang Xuan’s small gesture of turning his head caused the exquisite saint to smile again.
The scent of rice floated in the air, and after eating and drinking, the nine great holy land disciples all went to sleep contentedly.
Only the disciples of Jiugong Holy Land could not sleep.
“Senior brother is also true, why have to say that the chef, ordinary people walk slowly, is this abnormal?”
“Okay, keep it quiet.”
Someone whispered in the Jiugong Holy Land.
Time slowly passed, and the sky gradually brightened. After a night of sleep, everyone was full of energy. Only the people in the Jiugong Holy Land looked weak.
Jiugong Shengzi put on a black cloak even more, hiding himself in the cloak, preventing people from seeing his tired face because of hunger.
“Brother, let’s go back first, anyway, we still don’t enter the restricted area, let the family send a cook over.” A disciple of the Jiugong Holy Land suggested in a low voice.
“What to go back to! Go to the restricted area!” How arrogant the Saint Child of the Nine Palaces can make others see that he is subdued.
The disciples of the Nine Palaces Holy Land had no way.
The team of hundreds of people set off again, still walking on this plain. They only felt that they were getting tired as they walked, because the gravity exerted on them was getting stronger and stronger.
And the road in front of you is getting narrower. From the first plain to the present, the width of the road is less than 100 meters. There are towering mountains on both sides, and the rock walls are smooth, and there is no place to stand. The whole mountain appears dark. The color is particularly depressing.
As they progressed, the width of one hundred meters gradually reduced, 80 meters, 50 meters, and 30 meters.
A team of hundreds of people walked on a 30-meter-wide road, appearing narrow, and the ground under their feet gradually turned black.
When everyone was walking on this road, they were still communicating, but now they can’t hear anymore.
“How do I feel… it’s so scary here.” A handyman walked beside Zhang Xuan, his body trembling.
Jiugong Shengzi showed an impatient look on the face hidden under the cloak, “Where is the entrance to this abyss forbidden zone!”
Yuxu Shengzi shook his head, “The so-called restricted area refers to a place, not just a certain place, so there is no such thing as a so-called entrance. For ordinary people, the way we have come is already It’s a restricted area, and I think from the moment we feel the pressure, it should be within the limits of the abyss restricted area.”
“What do you mean?” Jiugong Shengzi turned his head and glanced at Yuxu Shengzi.
“It’s very simple. Judging from the gossip formation, we have already entered the deadlock.” Shengzi Yuxu paused and saw him waving the whisk.
In front of everyone, a huge gossip disk floats in the sky, and points to the palace!
Yuxu Shengzi looked serious, “Duigua is in the west, and the five elements are gold. This corresponds to the swamp in nature. The swamp represents sinking and convergence. No matter what it is, it will be deeply trapped and difficult to get out. The five elements are gold and represent autumn. And the word “autumn” is more representative of bleakness, withering, full of killing.”
Yuxu Shengzi pinched several hand-determinations, and then solemnly said: “Duigua with gold is a sign of great evil. Gold also represents metal. It is a weapon and a knife. The ghost head and big sword when the executioner executes the execution is related to the western palace.”
The Misty Son nodded, “Wester, move to Ye, Yang Qi moves fallen objects, when the time is autumn, sunset is west, the sun goes down, the sky is dim, and the west represents autumn, autumn is here, the leaves are falling, everything is depressed. , Has a sad and desolate rhyme, so the West kills and belongs to Yin. It means depression, darkness, terror, ominous, and death. Generally, when things are relative, the east is better, the west is inferior, the east is respected, and the west is inferior. ”
Shengzi Yuxu pinched the method again, and the gossip plate floating in the air disappeared, “We call people the Shangxitian after death, and the burial after death is all heads facing the west. We are already in the restricted zone.”
“Amitabha, I think that the West is the world of bliss.” The saint son of the Sakyamuni Holy Land said.
Shengzi Yuxu snorted coldly, “This is not your western Buddhist land.”
“I think that as long as there is a Buddha in the heart, the Buddha will naturally be there.”
“Well, you two, now is not the time to argue.” The Immea Saintess interrupted them, “Let’s look back.”
Everyone turned their heads and looked at the road when they came. The original wide plain has now turned into a cramped narrow path. At first glance, there is no end in sight.
“Too many strong people have died here, and there will be grievances remaining, everyone must be extra careful.” The Saint Son of rotation said, he was born with a vision behind him, and he was extraordinarily sensitive to these things.
While he was talking, a ghost head sword appeared out of thin air, and directly slashed towards the Lunatic Saint.
Rotating Saint Son gave a cold snort, and the treasured sword was unsheathed on his waist, and he slashed directly at the ghost sword.
There was a ringing of gold and iron in the sky, which was particularly harsh.
The ghost head knife that appeared out of thin air broke under the treasure knife of the rotating saint child, and everyone was waiting for the ghost head knife to observe carefully.
“Be careful!”
A loud roar came, it was the saint of Yin and Yang Holy Land.
Everyone looked up and saw that in the sky, dense ghost head knives appeared, and they were cut downward. Every ghost head knife was mixed with the power of heaven.
“Arrangement!”
The yin and yang saint roared.
The disciples of the Holy Land responded extremely quickly, supporting the formation almost in an instant, and each Holy Land condensed a formation to resist the attacks of these ghost swords.
The ghost knives that appeared in the sky were not cut aimlessly, but concentrated on the ten defensive formations, which was not a waste at all.
Under the leadership of the Saint Son of the Great Sacred Land, the attack intensity of Heavenly Dao Yizhong didn’t seem too laborious to resist, but it couldn’t stand the offensive like a shower, and it didn’t stop at all.
The ghost head sword in the sky kept appearing, slashing and cutting down, and aura splashed everywhere.
On the other hand, these members of the Holy Land, Zhang Xuan and the three people are now very relaxed. The talisman on them makes them completely ignore the attack of the ghostly sword. Seeing the rest of the people struggling to support, Zhang Xuan feels like walking in the courtyard.
Zhang Xuan looked around and walked around to the Holy Land of Jiugong.
“Holy Son of the Nine Palaces.” Zhang Xuanchong shouted from the person hiding in the cloak.
Jiugong Shengzi turned his head and glared at Zhang Xuan, without any reason.
Zhang Xuan grinned, “Are you hungry?”
Jiugong Shengzi’s face hidden under the cloak twitched.
“No!” Shengzi Qiankun shouted, “Gravity is increasing! The consumption of spiritual energy is too terrifying, it can’t hold it at all!”
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