At this moment, everyone felt that something was not quite right.

"Here...... Could it be Hell? Are we being transported to Hell?" said a casual cultivator with a pale face.

"Don't talk nonsense, where is there hell? We are living people, how can we be transported to hell? There are no bull heads and horses here, and there are no Yama judges. Another majestic Sanxiu reprimanded, but there was also a hint of surprise on his face, which was obviously not as relaxed as he said.

A depressing, dull and strange atmosphere enveloped everyone's hearts.

"I think we may have been teleported into an inscription array. Lin Xin, a beautiful young man in the north courtyard of the yellow shirt who had never spoken, said slowly: "I carefully observed along the way, the topography of this street and the shops on both sides seem to be changing all the time on the surface, but in fact, there are many places, all of which are the same, such as the weapon shop next to us, although its signboard has not appeared before, but the furnishings and layout inside have actually appeared many times before." ”

Ding Hao was slightly stunned, entered the store and observed it carefully for a while, and nodded after coming out.

Lin Xin was right.

It's really a word to wake up the dreamer.

The others also watched carefully for a while, gossiping, and said the doubts in their hearts.

Gradually, everyone began to figure out that they really seemed to have entered an extremely clever inscription phantom array, this empty ghost was definitely not as big as it looked, it was really under the effect of the inscription phantom array, everyone's ears and eyes were deceived, and they were afraid that they had gone back and forth for hundreds of miles in vain.

"Unless it is the realm of a seventh-order inscription master, we can arrange such a lifelike inscription illusion array, and the formation of a seventh-order inscription master, with our strength, cannot break out at all, unless one of us is an inscription master. Lin Xin's gaze swept over everyone's faces.

Everyone shook their heads.

The scattered cultivators did not have a teacher's inheritance sect, they just explored it by themselves, and their strength may be okay, but they can't gain anything at all in the way of the inscription master, and the other nuns of the Wunian sect and the disciples of the Sun Slashing City, the former is famous for dusting techniques and light skills, and the other is famous for sword skills, and it is not an inscription sect.

"If that's the case, then we'll have to think long-term. Ding Hao said loudly: "If you continue to break in, you will definitely not be able to get out, it is better to find a place to rest for the time being, I think that now the major sects outside should have known what happened here, and they will definitely send experts to rescue us." ”

"Hmph, sit back and wait? I'm not that stupid. "'Madman' Lu Mad seems to have always been not very good with Ding Hao, sneered and vetoed Ding Hao's suggestion, and didn't know what to say to a few loose cultivators around him, a group of four or five people left the team and left directly.

Ding Hao still wanted to stop it, but Murong Yanzhi beside him gently pulled Ding Hao's sleeve and shook his head.

Next, there were five or six scattered cultivators, who had good self-esteem, and were unwilling to stay, and wanted to continue searching, but they didn't have much worry on their faces, obviously they regarded this place as a hidden place somewhere in the ancient ruins, and they wanted to find some treasure cheats and other things here, but they had been blinded by greed.

The nuns of the Niannian sect stayed.

Although these young and beautiful girls are dressed in a tie and cut off the green silk, they are still young and compelling, chirping like sparrows, lively and cute, they looked at Ding Hao, Lin Xin and Dao Chengcheng and others curiously, under the leadership of the first light girl with a dusty temperament and like a fairy, they stayed.

The blue-shirted young swordsman in Sun Slashing City, led by Dao Allure City, also stayed.

The group, numbering thirty-five people, found an empty inn beside the street and stayed for the time being.

Around the inn, everyone arranged some warning measures, and then divided into several waves to patrol at the same time, and the others entered the room to rest.

After working for such a long time, frightened and frightened, many people only felt a burst of tiredness as soon as they entered the room, and they went to sleep in their clothes to recuperate.

Ding Hao returned to his room, the little cute cat seemed to be a little sleepy, jumped on the bed and fell asleep, but he himself was not the slightest tired.

Since this is an inscription array, Ding Hao will not be very worried.

Because the Sword Ancestor in his mind was an inscription master, and he would definitely be able to investigate the falsehood, Ding Hao tried to contact this old monster again.

"Haha, little dingzi, don't worry, I said, this is your chance, don't be impatient, when the time comes, we will tell you what to do." "The Sword Ancestor, who had been silent, finally appeared.

Ding Hao asked uneasily, "What the hell is going on? Are we still among the ancient ruins of Xiyan Mountain?"

"Of course it's still there, Lin Xin guessed well, this is indeed an inscription phantom array, hehe, although it is an eighth-order phantom array, it is not in the eyes of Lao Tzu, hehe, rest assured, we are all in one qiē." ”

After Jian Zu finished speaking with a smile, he stopped responding to Ding Hao, as if he was busy preparing something.

Eighth-Order Phantom Array?

Ding Hao was taken aback, this was actually an eighth-order phantom array, which greatly exceeded everyone's predictions.

Only an eighth-order inscription master can arrange an eighth-order inscription illusion array, and the strength of an eighth-order inscription master is equivalent to a strong man at the Martial Emperor level, as far as Ding Hao knows, the nine major sects of the huge Selangor Prefecture are now afraid that there is no Martial Emperor-level powerhouse, which is really terrifying to the extreme.

After thinking about it, there was no other good way but to pin my hopes on the two old monsters, Sword Ancestor and Sword Ancestor.

Ding Hao sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate, warming his hands and Shaoyin's seventh acupoint, 'Shaochong', and seizing the time to improve his strength.

After 'Shao Chong' was almost warm, Ding Hao comprehended the sword intent and sword intent again.

For such a long time, Ding Hao has hardly revealed his gains in sword intent and sword intent, because his comprehension of this stunt has always stayed in a state of seeming to understand but not understand, unable to make a breakthrough, and touch the true meaning of that layer of bottleneck, moreover, this is one of his killer weapons against Mu Tianyang, so he doesn't want to expose it too early, just secretly cultivate.

Ding Hao spends two hours a day making a breakthrough in this regard.

Unfortunately, progress has been slow and has not been able to meet his expectations.

It's the same today, two hours later, Ding Hao slowly opened his eyes, he could feel that his comprehension of 'meaning' had advanced a little further, but it seemed that there was still a long way to go before he completely mastered the sword intent and sword intent, and there was a feeling of running a dead horse in the mountains.

Fortunately, Ding Hao's state of mind is very peaceful, not arrogant or impatient, not in a hurry, and at the end of two hours, he will no longer be entangled in this aspect-

Thanks to the two giants of fat meat and front without right.