At this time, Shang Tianxiang was almost going crazy.

She really can't stand this scene of being watched and manipulated by people.

Under the influence of the internal force spread by the gossip skull pattern on her body and the external force that was secretly manipulated by others, her breathing began to become more and more rapid, like a thousand pounds of boulder pressed on her chest, which made her breathless, her soul out of her body, and her nerves completely collapsed.

She covered her head as if venting, looked up to the sky and shouted, and then, the red-faced sword in her hand suddenly unsheathed and swung out.

In the dim corridor, I saw a dazzling white light flashing, like a streamer waving in the wind, and then, all the torches that had been burning on the stone wall next to it were extinguished.

It turned out that after Shang Tianxiang's red-faced sword was suddenly unsheathed, the target of the swing attack was not the two mysterious people who had been hiding in the shadows and manipulating all this, but stabbed the torch hanging on the stone wall.

If the torches are extinguished and there is no light in the cave, then their surveillance will not be so ubiquitous, and it will not cause too much psychological stress.

Although the fire is extinguished and the cave is dark again, it will be inconvenient for one's own movement, but it is much better to be watched and frightened by a pair of eyes that don't know where to hide under the lamplight.

Originally, in the dark, she felt that she could not find her way and was very afraid, but now, when she returned to the darkness, she suddenly felt much safer.

Because these boundless darkness is like a protective layer around oneself, like a turtle shrinking into its shell when it encounters danger, even if the sky falls, it doesn't matter, even in the end, it will inevitably die, but there will not be too much fear.

It was her personal opinion, so she was still wrong.

Moreover, it could not be more wrong.

Because just as she stabbed out the second torch on the stone wall on the left with her sword, the first torch that had been pierced not far away lit up again.

Shang Tianxiang struck again, and the third torch was also stabbed.

Shang Tianxiang stabbed nineteen torches in a row in an instant, but before her sword could be sheathed, all the torches were lit again.

Ignited by an invisible force.

And each time, almost at the same time as she stabbed the previous one, she lit the next torch, as if there was an invisible hand in the darkness manipulating it all.

Shang Tianxiang was completely desperate.

She suddenly sat down on the ground, panting for breath with a "snort" and "snort", the long sword of the red face casually thrown aside, her eyes full of despair and fear.

A slight sigh suddenly came from the corridor, it was the calm and ethereal voice, and said coldly: Stupid human, you are finally willing to stop, I know that you will not be able to catch up with me at all.

Hearing this, Lan Yutang looked at Shang Tianxiang, and then at the figure above his head that had been dangling in the darkness of the lamp and shadow, and suddenly sat down cross-legged on a jasper pot next to him.

He turned the immortal jade flute in his hand into the air, and said lightly: Since you can't catch up, then don't chase it, it's better to sit down and listen to me play a song for you.

The immortal jade flute of the immortal phoenix, although the music blown out is not a rare fairy song in the sky, but in the world, it is still rare for anyone to hear it.

Because everyone who heard it was already dead, I thought that you must be the first living person to hear the sound of my flute, and I don't know if this is your misfortune or mine.

Speaking of this, the immortal jade flute that was originally spinning in his hand suddenly stopped, and Lan Yutang's slender, dry fingers slowly slid over the jade-like round holes, like plucking a freshly blooming rose from a flower branch, and then gently put it to his mouth, like a dancer about to start dancing.

The power of Lan Yutang's immortal jade flute, Shang Tianxiang had already seen it just now.

The seemingly soft, seemingly ethereal sound of the flute actually forced down the mysterious person who was hiding on the top of the stone wall with unfathomable martial arts.

She still remembers that scene vividly.

However, she really didn't quite understand why Lan Yutang's seemingly ordinary flute sound would be so powerful?

To be able to produce such a powerful flute sound, what a deep internal strength it must have.

Although Lan Yutang has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, he is at most twenty years old, why does he have such profound internal skills at the age of twenty.

Is he a family heirloom martial arts, or did he get the true biography of some strange man when he was wandering the rivers and lakes?

Although Shang Tianxiang suddenly had doubts about Lan Yutang's origin, she knew that this was not the time to think about it.

Although Lan Yutang's flute sound was powerful, for those two mysterious people, there seemed to be no reason why the trick that had been used once would succeed a second time.

What's more, the Gu poison of the "Three Days of Floating Life" on his body has made his five senses slowly disappear, and his true strength and physical strength have been seriously devoured, and it is estimated that less than thirty percent of his strength.

With such conditions, can it really succeed again?

However, Shang Tianxiang believes that he can succeed.

Although they have only been together for less than a day, she has confidence in Lan Yutang, and even more in Lan Yutang's Phoenix Night Song.

However, although she had guessed Lan Yutang's intentions correctly, she had miscalculated.

Lan Yutang really wanted to use the sound of the phoenix night to force the two mysterious people out of the boundless darkness of this corridor, but, for some reason, although he didn't feel the spread of the gossip skull pattern on his body, the only remaining true power on his body suddenly disappeared.

And this disappearance happened to be when those torches on the stone walls began to ignite.

Thinking of this, Lan Yutang was suddenly stunned, could it be......

Could it be that these torches have been coated with poison as well?

Could it be that the two mysterious people had already guessed that when Lan Yutang and them entered this corridor, they would definitely light up the torches on the stone walls on both sides, so they were coated with poison in advance.

And when they lit the torches, the poisonous particles that were applied to them turned into poisonous gases that filled the cavern with the power of the flames.

Before that, he was poisoned by the "Three Days of Floating Life", and under the condition of urging the true power, the Bagua Skeleton pattern on his body spread and accelerated, but it was still able to support it until now, because the remnants of his body The breath of those mysterious trees that he breathed in the courtyard of the ruined temple was still working.

When the breath that can detoxify is exhausted, coupled with the effect of the new Gu poison that is applied to the torch for three days, it ......

Therefore, that mysterious person will always prevent Shang Tianxiang from stabbing those torches on the stone wall.

If that's the case, then why did Shang Tianxiang still have the strength to draw out the sword just now?

What's going on here?

Lan Yutang is also getting more and more confused.

Now, there seemed to be only one thing he could figure out, and that was that, at the moment, he could no longer exert the slightest strength to blow out his phoenix night melody.