Chapter 485: Escape, What's the Conspiracy?

Taking advantage of the fact that the black charm bowed her head to greet her, Tong Yan did not delay any longer. I saw him step forward with an arrow and directly slap the coffin lid away with one palm. At the same time, he took a fire talisman from his pocket and slammed it in.

I only heard the sound of "whew", and the fire talisman instantly turned into a fireball as soon as it left his hand. The fireball met the black gas, and suddenly a raging flame burst into flames.

Hei Mei didn't expect Tong Yan to make a sudden move, and he didn't expect that what he said before was to let himself down his guard. Now that the fire is blazing, it's a little overwhelmed.

"Stinky boy, what are you going to do? If you want to harm my master, I want your life! ”

Tong Yan finished putting the fire out, and then slapped out another palm, and this palm he used ten percent of his palm power to directly slap the golden coffin towards the black charm.

When Hei Mei saw the golden coffin crashing into her, she hurriedly reached out to help, for fear that the corpse in the coffin would be traumatized.

Tong Yan seized the opportunity and grabbed a fire talisman from his pocket, he didn't care how many it was, and slammed it towards the black charm.

As soon as the fire talisman fell, he took out another four-grade sword talisman and threw it out as well.

At the same time, I saw that his fingers were connected, and he shouted: "Eight doors from the fire array, open!" As soon as the word Qi came out, the fire talisman that he threw out immediately turned into fireballs. The fireball stood in the direction of the eight gates, directly trapping the black ghost and the golden coffin in it.

"Die with your master! Eight gates away from the fire array, extinguished! ”

Only a "whirring" sound was heard, and the fire in the sky immediately burned in the fire array of the eight gates.

The black charm screamed in the firelight, but there was no mercy in Tong Yan's eyes.

This obstacle is the most heinous sin, and if we do not get rid of it today, we will surely commit a heinous sin in the future. He did this for the sake of heaven, and he also lived up to the name of the descendants of Skywalker.

The screams grew fainter and fainter until they were gone. The eight gates were away from the fire array for three or four minutes, and then the flames gradually dissipated.

Probably because of the consumption of true qi, Tong Yan is not only petrified in his left leg now, but even his right leg is gradually becoming a little stiffer. Coupled with the fact that he was injured by the golden dragon before, he was exhausted at this moment.

But even so, he tried to walk to the golden coffin, trying to see if the corpse inside had really been reduced to ashes.

But before he could look into the coffin, a black light suddenly burst out of the coffin and rushed straight towards his door.

Tong Yan saw it and hurriedly turned sideways, but his shoulder was firmly beaten. The impact was so powerful that it shattered his shoulder bone.

Tong Yan couldn't bear the severe pain, couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, and his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The black light hits with one hit, and then it needs to strike again.

Tong Yan is now at the end of the crossbow, and if he is hit by this black light again, he is afraid that he will die for a lifetime.

And at this critical moment, he didn't expect that the horn of the Green Dragon King, which he put in his pocket, burst out with dazzling blue light.

The cyan light directly wrapped him, and the black light hit again, and was immediately completely blocked by the cyan light.

The black light refused to give up, and hit it several times in a row, until it was difficult to surpass half a step, and then left in a huff.

However, when he was leaving, the black light actually said, "Boy, you dare to prevent this seat from coming to the world." Today, the revenge of the destruction of this body, he will let you repay it tenfold one day. We'll see! ”

As soon as the words fell, the black light had disappeared without a trace.

Tong Yan was seriously injured and could not move at all, and then his eyes were closed, and he passed out directly.

I don't know how long it took, but a familiar voice rang in his ears. "Little boy, wake up quickly, little boy, are you okay? Don't scare us, boy......"

Hearing this, Tong Yan knew that it was Qing Ming who was calling out to him, so he tried to open his eyes.

Sure enough, at this moment, he was surrounded by Qing Ming, the White Crow and Chen Blind, and he was still covered with Qing Ming's coat.

When the three of them saw Tong Yan wake up, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Little boy, you're finally awake, you're scared to death. What do you think? How are you feeling right now? ”

Tong Yan swallowed a mouthful of spit, and finally spoke: "I...... I'm fine. To see you again, ...... That's nice! ”

Looking at Tong Yan, who was pale, Qing Ming felt sad for a while.

"Little boy, why don't you come with us? If you want to run here alone, if you have three long and two short, you will never live alone for your brother! ”

Tong Yan reluctantly smiled and said, "I'm not ...... Isn't this alive? As long as we ...... We're all safe, and you don't have to blame yourself! Okay, without further ado, take me first...... Take me out of here first. Over here...... It's not safe here! ”

Qing Ming nodded, then recited Tong Yan, and the group of four quickly escaped from the main hall. Just waited for the four of them to step out of the golden hall with their front feet, and the golden hall with their back feet collapsed and turned into dust.

The thousand-faced scholar and others who were waiting at the door of the main hall hurriedly greeted Tong Yan when they saw that they had returned smoothly.

Just when several people wanted to ask about the situation in the main hall, they didn't expect that even the arch bridge had cracks.

The crowd did not hesitate, and immediately ran out, as if fleeing, but when they retreated to the golden gate at the entrance, the place where they had stood had become pitch black, like a huge open mouth, which was terrifying.

The mountain spirit stared, hurriedly closed the golden gate, and beckoned everyone to flee to the Yongdao where they came.

Two days later, after Tong Yan racked his brains to deduce and investigate, the maze that prevented everyone from leaving was finally broken, and everyone was able to leave the ancient tomb smoothly.

But not long after they left, two figures, one black and one white, appeared in the hallway. They are not black and white, but black and white. The white face of the evil thing was like a millstone, but the body was very thin. The black creature was massive, like a black bear, and looked exactly like the mountain spirit, like a replica of a few sizes larger.

They smiled at each other, then turned to look behind them. At this moment, a figure in black armor slowly revealed.

"Are all the people gone?"

"Master, it's gone!"

The black-armored man nodded and said, "Okay, now this seat can concentrate on retreat and cultivation." You two, just protect the Dharma for this seat. When the cultivation of this seat is restored, it is the time to enter the world. The stinky boy who ruined my flesh, this seat will never let him go. ”

"Yes, we will obey! That's right, master. My child is still with them, will he be recalled? ”

"No need, just let him follow them. With him with him, it will be easier for me to find them in the future. ”

"Okay, later my subordinates will issue an order to him, and he will not fail in his mission!"

……

In the Qilin Pavilion, the pavilion master Nangong Yun was divination, he was staring at the turtle shell, his face was full of gloom. But after a while, he smiled coldly again.

"This guy is finally back, but it's not bad to come back. With him to do evil, I can concentrate on my great things! When the time comes, there will be no one to stop me. Heh......"

Who could he be as Nangong Yun said? What kind of conspiracy was he contemplating?