The moment the old man in black robe turned his head, Mr. Hui quickly picked up a jade talisman and put it on his forehead.

The jade talisman shattered, and in a flash of light, the entire figure of Mr. Hui disappeared.

The old man in black robe was startled, then immediately flicked his sleeves and shot out a bloody bone needle, stabbing into an open space a few feet away.

The bone needle broke through the air and pierced a vague figure.

The figure shook and fell to the ground.

The old man in black robe frowned, "Maoshan substitute escape talisman?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure that had been hit by bone needles and fell to the ground revealed its original figure, which was a wooden man made of Yi wood.

"Fake, puppet?"

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt a little scared. He looked up and saw a big hand in front of his eyes.

This big hand is wrapped around the rustic and is grabbing at me.

"Second Master Hui? He wants to arrest me?"

Mo Hua stood there blankly, motionless, pretending to avoid it.

Suddenly a bloody sword light struck.

The "Mr.

Second Master Hui had no choice but to stop.

He wanted to continue his move to catch Mo Hua, but Mr. Xuan had already taken a step and stood in front of Mo Hua.

Second Master Hui cursed in his heart.

He had taken Mo Hua away with him just in case.

But I didn't expect that after using Maoshan's substitute escape method to deceive the old man in black robe, the young man in black robe named Mr. Xuan actually interfered again.

The chance to escape was just within these few breaths. If he couldn't catch Mo Hua, he had to escape by himself.

He will not go to that gloomy underground.

Based on his experience, there is a high probability that he will die if he goes there.

Therefore, after using Maoshan Taoism to melt the copper coffin and open the underground door, Mr. Hui immediately wanted to escape.

After all, the door has been opened and there is no use for him.

As long as Jin Chan escapes from the underground palace, these powerful demon cultivators will not pursue her.

If they want to go to the deeper grave, they won't be able to waste too much time on themselves.

Before leaving, Mr. Hui wanted to take Mo Hua with him as well.

These days, talent is the treasure.

The treasures in the tomb are only temporary, but if you raise an array master, you can steal the treasures for a long time.

It's a pity that the black-robed young man interfered and ruined the good thing.

Second Master Hui was determined. When he saw that his plan failed, he stopped worrying about the ink painting. Instead, he made a gesture and stamped the ground, and his whole body fell directly into the ground. He escaped to nowhere and disappeared.

This should also be Maoshan's Earth Escape method.

The old man in black robe sneered, his eyes shrank, and he released his consciousness with all his strength.

The old man's spiritual consciousness was so strong that even the ink paintings felt vaguely like falling into a sea of ​​blood, and his chest felt suffocating.

But within a moment, the old man in black robe seemed to sense the location of Second Master Hui.

He grabbed it out of thin air, bloodshot threads appeared, weaved it into a spear, and inserted it into the ground in the distance.

When the blood spear was pulled out, a figure was dragged out.

It is Mr. Hui who is about to escape.

The blood spear penetrated deeply into Master Hui's arm. Master Hui gritted his teeth and pulled out the knife, trying to break off his arm and escape.

But before he could cut off his arm, a demon cultivator with a body like a bear appeared behind him, and with a big hand like a bear's paw, he pinched Master Hui's shoulder.

The sound of bones breaking was heard.

The knife in his hand fell to the ground. Mr. Hui immediately turned pale and couldn't move, saying: "Senior, spare your life!"

The old man in black robe stopped his hand and warned: "This is the last time."

"Yes..." Mr. Hui's voice trembled.

The old man in black robe looked at him, and then the demon cultivator Xiong Zhi gave up.

Mr. Hui was sweating like rain for a while.

"Let's go." The old man in black robe said.

Mr. Hui covered his arms and could only accept his fate and walked towards the dark tomb sealed by the bright brass coffin.

Arriving at the pit, Mr. Hui was still a little hesitant.

"Wealth can be found in danger," the old man in black robe said in a meaningful tone, "You said this yourself."

Second Master Hui sighed, gritted his teeth, and jumped into the grave pit.

After that, the rest of the people jumped in one after another.

When it was Shen Qingsheng's turn, he suddenly went crazy and shouted: "I won't go down, it's so gloomy inside, you want me to die..."

But no one cares about him.

The big man Xiong Zhi knocked Shen Qingsheng unconscious with a knife, and then threw him away.

It was Mo Hua's turn. Mo Hua actually wanted to go in, but he was afraid that his intention would be too obvious, that he would be suspected, and that he would appear to be "unsociable" with Mr. Hui and Shen Qingsheng, so he also looked embarrassed and mumbled. road:

"I don't want to go down..."

The old man in black robe looked at the ink painting gently.

Mo Hua had no choice but to sigh, close his eyes, and jump into the abyss-like tomb.

After that came Xiong Yaoxiu and Mr. Xuan.

In the end, only the old man in black robes and the Demon Sect leader were left.

The old man in black robe glanced at the silent Demon Sect leader with turbid eyes, and said angrily:

"Third Prince, the lifeblood of our Dahuang clan, is here..."

The Demon Sect leader's majestic eyes trembled, and then he stepped into the dark tomb.

…

At the same time, in the corridor.

The Shen family, as well as Xun Ziyou, Fan Jin and Master Gu, walked forward step by step.

Xun Ziyou held a jade lock in his hand.

Corpses occasionally appear around, the ground shakes from time to time, and there are strong fluctuations of spiritual power and evil power.

On the jade lock, the vitality of the ink painting also alternates between white and red.

Although there was no real sign of death, Xun Ziyou's mood was still up and down, very uneasy.

After walking for a while, Xun Ziyou glanced at the corridor and noticed something strange, so he asked Shen Shouxing: "Elder Shen, is this the tomb of the Shen family?"

"That's right." Shen Shouxing said.

"Who is buried?" Xun Ziyou asked.

"No one was buried." Shen Shouxing said calmly.

"No one was buried?" Xun Ziyou frowned, "No one was buried in such a huge tomb?"

"The Shen family has a great business and a large number of people. This is for future use." Shen Shouxing glanced at Xun Ziyou and said calmly, "My Shen family is building a tomb. I don't think there is any need to report it to Taixu Sect, right?"

Xun Ziyou did not comment, but his eyes narrowed slightly, "Since no one is buried..."

He shot out a ray of sword light with a snap of his fingers, smashing into pieces a corpse monster that came towards him, and then asked, "Where did these corpse monsters come from?"

Shen Shouxing's eyelids twitched and he said coldly: "The evil things underground are just doves occupying magpie's nests."

Xun Ziyou sneered.

After that, everyone was speechless and kept walking forward, passing through the corridor, going around the forks a few times, and then walked into the road on the far right that led to the underground palace.

Ink painting and the others walked ahead, leaving too many traces.

Xunzi You followed these traces, and it didn't take long before he found the huge bright brass coffin deep in the underground palace.

At this time, the scene in front of the bright brass coffin was extremely tragic.

There are potholes everywhere on the ground, as well as rocks that have been shaken and shattered.

The ground was covered with corpses, mutilated limbs, blurred flesh and blood, and the smell was astounding.

Just by taking such a simple look, everyone can guess how fierce the fighting here is and how brutal the killing is.
To be continued...