Chapter 492: Shadow of Death!

Yuan Li and the others stepped forward to follow up, and the three ancient Dao disciples glared at them, and they also stepped into the void!

Feng Ziyue followed a few people, and when he turned to this angle, he saw a faint landscape painting, floating in the air, which looked like it was directly drawn in the air with water mist.

I saw that in the painting, the water vapor is swirling, the end is magical, look closely, you can also see Ling Miaoni and other six people, the mountain road is wandering, although it is only as large as an ant, but it is also specific and slight, very clear.

Feng Ziyue admired in his heart, the magic of the technique is unique to the way of martial arts. On top of this small application, there are changes compared to martial arts.

After all, he had never seen the Void Breaking Technique, and now that he saw it, he was amazed.

Feng Ziyue was cautious and took a step, only to feel that the place where he landed was like substance, and the flower in front of him had already fallen in the middle of the mountain.

When he looked up, he saw Ling Miaoni beckoning to him from afar, nodded, and walked up the stairs.

The world in this painting feels the same as the outside world, and Feng Ziyue explores it with his divine sense, and he doesn't feel anything special, but he secretly praises it in his heart.

It's a pity that the way of magic is difficult to learn with the way of martial arts, and the road to the pinnacle should not be distracted too much, otherwise it will be fascinating with the mystery of this.

The disciple surnamed Fang led the way, and they went all the way up, and then arrived in front of a grass house.

"Senior Sister Lingmiao, Senior Brother Liu will rest here......"

The disciple surnamed Fang stopped and turned back to salute Ling Miaoni, but he still had some resentment towards Yuan Li and the other disciple of the Hidden Sect.

Yuan Li was also helpless, and shook his head with a wry smile.

He knew that for a while, he couldn't explain clearly, and he didn't dare to say much and move more, but he was honest and listened to Lingmiaoni's instructions.

Feng Ziyue probed with his divine sense, and in the grass house, there was indeed a weak divine sense, although his own cultivation should not be weak, but at this time, it was chaotic, and he must have really been injured.

"Let's go in and have a look!"

Ling Miaoni turned her head and said to Feng Ziyue, she should push open the wooden door first, step into it, Feng Ziyue and the others rushed in.

In the grass house, the furnishings are very simple, and on a couch on the inside, a person lies horizontally, looking skinny, which is the appearance of Liu Yuanlang.

When Ling Miaoni and this Senior Brother Liu entered, there were not many disciples of Ziwei Sect's generation, although the two were not very close, but they were also very concerned in the end, seeing his appearance, Ling Miaoni was also taken aback, hurriedly took a few steps forward, and opened the door curtain.

"Senior Brother Liu......"

"Be careful!"

Before Ling Miaoni's words fell, he heard Feng Ziyue's deep shout, and a sword light suddenly rose up and stabbed into an empty place in the room!

Rumble!

Boom!

In the exclamation of the disciples, I saw that in front of Ling Miaoni, a black shadow appeared in Huo Ran, and it was slashed by Feng Ziyue's sword light, and it exploded, and everyone flew back, only to see that the grass house was actually blown up to the sky under everyone's noses!

"Senior Brother Liu!"

Ling Miaoni screamed sadly, only to see Feng Ziyue's brows frowning, and the sword light waving, but seeing the law in all directions, countless black shadows poured out of nowhere, screaming and screaming, all dead under Feng Ziyue's sword light!

"This ...... This is the shadow of death! Where did so many shadow of death come from!"

The disciples of the ancient path lineage were all frightened and couldn't believe it.

With the shadow of the dead master, to refine, you can get the shadow of death, this is originally the ancient road of a lineage, this kind of death, the sword can not be destroyed, although there is no master's ability, but after refining, there can be a variety of powerful abilities.

For the ancient path lineage, it may be that in the early stage of cultivation, one or two death shadows will be refined for self-defense, and this kind of thing is naturally well understood.

But in this painting, the shadow of death that appears is by no means ordinary, the strength is so strong, I am afraid that as long as the master of magic who also wants to break the void, it can be refined, and now in the mountains and wilderness, it is the shadow of death, isn't it panicking?

"What's going on?"

Yuan Li's face has changed greatly, although he doesn't cultivate this kind of thing, but in the same Ziwei Sect, he naturally sees a lot of dead shadows, and these dead shadows are at least above the golden shadow, all over the mountains, if it weren't for the fact that he watched Liu Yuanlang being blown up in the air in front of his eyes, and Senior Sister Lingmiao was here, he almost suspected that this was a trap arranged to deal with him!

"Senior Brother Fang, quickly accept the method of painting the building!"

Ling Miaoni snorted, Senior Brother Fang panicked, took out a few talismans from his sleeve, lit them in the wind, and shook them, but there was no reaction at all.

"Not good!"

His face was terrified, and he exclaimed, "This ...... This painting space is actually locked! I can't take it back!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone had a frightened "color" on their faces!

The method of painting the building is a very specific technique, and with the wonderful paintings, you can get a space that does not exist between heaven and earth, and the descendants of the ancient path often use it as an excellent place for retreat and Tibetan hiding.

With the current group of disciples of the ancient path, they definitely do not have the ability to make such a painting space, this is either because before the retreat, their master made it, but they just handed over the method of entering the 'exercise' to these disciples.

But at this moment, the mountains are all over the field, the shadow of death appears, and the painting space is actually locked, all of which naturally gives people an atmosphere of conspiracy.

Ling Miaoni's face changed, but when she saw Feng Ziyue frowning, she stretched out her hand and grabbed a person from the bushes.

"Senior Brother Liu!"

Everyone recognized him and shouted together, only to see many injuries on his body, but his "life" was unharmed, and he was still in a "coma".

"He's also a big ......"

Feng Ziyue nodded, just as he slashed through a bursting shadow of death with a sword, this mountain hut roared into the sky, Liu Yuanlang was originally in the center of the explosion, and he was not dead, which can be regarded as fate.

Lingmiani took his pulse and nodded.

"It's okay, Senior Brother Liu only suffered some skin injuries just now, and the bursting shadow of death did not aggravate his injuries. It's just that now ......"

She looked at the dead shadows pouring all over the mountains, frowned, and proclaimed a Buddha horn.

If it is usual, the painting space is locked, then it is fine, anyway, there is no danger in it, just stay for a few more days, and wait for Uncle Shi and others to get out, there is always a way to save them out.

But coupled with this black pressure and a dead shadow, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious than lucky.

This...... What the hell is going on?

Even Ling Miaoni couldn't help but cast his suspicious gaze on several disciples of the ancient path.

The disciples of the ancient path are speechless, and now they are all frightened and dumbfounded.

Feng Ziyue shook his head.

This shouldn't be a mess-maker.

These dead figures, obviously not obeying their commands, are now slowly pounced, just afraid that they are going to kill everyone in the field - Feng Ziyue can feel a strong death intent and killing intent coming from these things.

In fact, there are many elite disciples here, including Liu Yuanlang, who has been injured, a total of four, the Yinzong lineage, there are two people, and the good Buddha lineage, only Ling Miaoni is alone.

Coupled with a self who does not belong to all parties, if these people are completely annihilated, it will definitely be a catastrophe for Ziwei Sect.

Whether it is the ancient path or the hidden sect, they will not do such a thing.

It is possible, it is naturally the enemy of the Ziwei Sect, secretly infiltrating, and wanting to harm people - it's just that the formation outside the Ziwei Sect has not been broken, how can anyone sneak in?

If there is another suspicion......

Feng Ziyue frowned, and his gaze turned to Ling Miaoni's body.

"Little Master, the good Buddha lineage, who is staying here?"

Although I don't want to believe it, if Ling Miaoni never comes back, then the only person who can benefit from this arrangement is naturally the person in the lineage of the good Buddha.

The two veins of the ancient path and the hidden sect, both are defeated, and those who get the benefits, in addition to wanting to deal with the enemies of the Ziwei Sect, there is only the good Buddha vein.

Of course, now that Ling Miao Ni is also involved in this matter, if this conspiracy is really planned by the good Buddha lineage, I am afraid that now it is also secretly complaining.

Ling Miaoni is also the leader of this generation of disciples of the Good Buddha lineage, if she loses her, it is really in the Ziwei Sect, no one can really get any benefits, it is all for nothing to cheapen foreign enemies.

Ling Miaoni also understood what he meant, but she didn't think it was a pestle, and she groaned for a long time and shook her head.

"The good Buddha lineage has never been disputed, and the number of people is also small, and among the disciples of this generation, no one can compete with Senior Brother Liu and Senior Brother Yuan - not to mention, the good Buddha lineage does not have this ability......"

Locking the painting space and releasing thousands of dead shadows are all techniques that Gu Dao Yimai is good at, and others really can't.

But how could a person in the ancient path have nothing to do to harm his own disciples?

For a moment, it was really hard to understand.

Feng Ziyue frowned and stood with his sword in his hand.

"There is no way to do it now, only to resist the attack of these dead shadows for the time being, and then plan later!"

The water comes to cover the earth, and the soldiers come to block it.

Feng Ziyue has never been afraid, since he can't figure out the key to the problem for a while, he can only think about it for the time being, and solve these threats in front of him first.

These dead shadows slowly came up, although they were very terrifying, but Feng Ziyue didn't take them into account.

"Talk...... Easier said than done!"

Senior Brother Fang, who was in the same vein of the ancient path, had a pale face and shook his head miserably.

"There are nine thousand death shadows here, all above the golden shadows, it is clearly a large array of thousands of death shadows, a few senior brothers of the Hidden Sect, you should be able to see it, right?"

"Ahh

Yuan Li glanced at it, and couldn't help but change his "color", compared to just now, his brows were knotted.

Thousands of Death Shadow Array, even if it is the sect master, it may not be able to resist it, how can they deal with a few second-generation disciples?

"Don't worry!"

Ling Miaoni glanced at Feng Ziyue, but her heart was determined. Feng Ziyue's martial arts, but if he is not under the sect master, with his martial arts, he will not have any problems if he can ensure that a few of his people can retreat.

"There is a wind donor, we should be fine!"