The design of this object is ingenious. When it is turned over, a small mirror is inlaid on the inner wall.

Li Yun let out a sigh of relief, then wiped it with his hand, and saw that the mirror itself lit up, and there seemed to be shadows flashing inside. He hurriedly found a piece of rice paper, and let the light from the mirror just fall on the white paper. The handwriting jumped in the light and jumped on the paper: "Someone moved his hands and feet..."

The words on it flashed and disappeared one line, and they were connected together: "Someone moved his hands and feet. When I counted the spirit stones of the formation, I found that it was not in line with the normal consumption of the ten square array. It was inexplicably much less, and I couldn't find out who it was. There are no traces of other formations. Those who do things will not covet those broken spirit stones. He either secretly modified the ten-square formation or set up other formations nearby, but my cultivation base is low and I cannot detect it. The secret life of human means has only been seen in his life. In addition, there is a person from Wu Changtian in the Nine Saints of the Nightmare, but I don’t know who. Scenarios, hurried reminders, there are many omissions, be careful."

The ten-square array was jointly set up by both parties, and it was impossible for Tianyan to buy all the magic cultivators. many.

"Then it is more likely that there will be a battle outside the battle..." Li Yun frowned and said, "But it's very strange, if the final victory is the righteous path, isn't the battle outside the battle useless? If the victory is the devil Cultivating them, then once the outer formations attack them, Tianyanchu will violate the blood oath, and those who violate the blood oath will be attacked ten times by the oath. Wouldn't they hurt the enemy a thousand, and lose 80,000 to themselves? Unless... ...This outer formation is not from the Demon Cultivator at all."

It's not rushing to the demon cultivator, of course, it's rushing to the other side.

Yan Zhengming tapped the edge of the white paper with an old fan, and said, "Throw a group of monks who kill red eyes into the same formation, let them live and die, and the one who wins in the end will come out and be trapped inside by the outer formation. , I feel this sounds familiar."

Puddle asked, "What is it?"

Yan Zhengming: "It's like raising Gu."

Shuideng immediately shuddered. As a bird, she was afraid of insects, which was really unique. She rubbed the pimples on her body and asked, "But isn't that Wu Changtian in there? They just don't care. Is he?"

"Tianyan Department is fighting like black eyes, it may not be the same faction." Cheng Qian put his arms on his chest and said, "That means preparing to break the formation again - I only know the skin of the formation, it's so complicated to see. don't know."

Yan Zhengming: "Don't look at me, I don't understand either."

Li Yun scratched his hair vigorously: "I'm... sigh, but I'm out there, I can't help you."

Yan Zhengming said: "This is easy to handle, do you still have the Golden Toad Divine Water? I can take you in by hiding it in my sleeve."

After speaking, he seemed to have imagined the scene where he was carrying a toad, and immediately changed his words: "Forget it, it's a small dive belt."

Li Yun slapped his chest with a grin.

"..." Yan Zhengming stared at him for a moment without changing his face, and finally persuaded, "Well, if you really don't want to, then think of other ways."

Li Yun turned serious: "Although I can't get in, there is one person who can."

As soon as he said this, he didn't need to say it clearly, the others understood it, and the only one who was in the formation and passed the formation was Han Yuan.

Cheng Qian was silent for a moment.

Although Han Yuan may not be willing to cooperate, in the hearts of everyone, he can be trusted. Even if he is in different camps, he is still "one of his own".

Yan Zhengming sighed slightly and said, "If you have anything, take it out."

The True Dragon Banner, the powerful spells, medicinal pills, Ye Ming chapters, guide bugs and other items collected everywhere were piled up for a while.

Yan Zhengming took stock and explained the usage of rare items to Cheng Qian in detail, which made him a little worried-although this time, it was not a huge amount of money, but there was also a lot of blood. Tianyan pays back the money.

"If you lose like this, your family will be empty." Yan Zhengming thought, "This matter is over, let's take advantage of the chaos to make a fortune."

A good swordsman, thinking about money all day long, is also bittersweet to think about.

In the blink of an eye it was time.

Deeper and heavier, the ten-square array looks more ethereal.

Han Yuan stood up first, only to see an angry black dragon flashing behind him, leaving a long, winding shadow on the ground. In an instant, all the fires around him were extinguished, and the monks were terrified. Half of Han Yuan's face was hidden in the shadows, and he tilted his head and smiled, unspeakably arrogant.

The Nightmare Pedestrian Nine Saints followed behind him, and this group of demon cultivators who looked alike and detached took the lead into the formation.

The people outside could not see the ten squares, only two rows of candles at the door, a total of twenty candles lined up on both sides.

As these ten people entered, the ten candles on one side suddenly lit up, and the thick metal base was instantly filled with black energy, reflecting the dragon carved on the candle body, its fangs were ferocious, and the black energy went straight to Xiao Han. .

There was a strong wind in the mountains at night, but the candle flame seemed to grow on the candle, and it didn't move at all, and it gave birth to a little weirdness out of thin air.

At this time, the righteous monks who got the scrolls came out sparsely. These people were detached, their appearances were different, and they all looked indifferent.

As they walked in one by one, the ten candles in the other row also lit up one by one. The candles on this side were much simpler and looked like ordinary white candles, standing crookedly in a row, as if they were mourning someone.

Cheng Qian was about to step in when Yan Zhengming suddenly stopped him: "Wait."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, pulled off the old hairband on Cheng Qian's head, and pulled out a new one from his arms. Then, like an ordinary mortal, he picked up the headband, folded his five fingers together, and folded Cheng Qian's hair with his hands, and tied it up, without revealing the breath of the puppet talisman.

Yan Zhengming watched Cheng Qian for a while, and his heart surged with the urge to hug him, but in public, he had to silently withdraw his hands and said, "I don't think there is one entrance in the ten-square array, After entering, you may not be able to find anyone, so be careful with me... What are you looking at, do you know that I am good to you now? Be mad at me a few times in the future."

Cheng Qian looked at him, but in fact he just thought he was long-winded. He felt that if this continued, "Niangniang Yan" would soon become "Niangniang Yan".

...But in order not to further anger the senior brother, Cheng Qian was very clever and didn't say it.

When the two passed by Wu Changtian without looking sideways, Wu Changtian suddenly stopped Yan Zhengming: "Sect Master Yan, please take a step."

Yan Zhengming turned his head to the side, raised one eyebrow, spun the bamboo fan in his hand, and smirked, "What advice?"

Wu Changtian said: "My junior brother You Liang has been studying hard since the day he entered kendo, and he never dared to slack off for a moment. He has never been exposed to these messy affairs before, and he is still a teenager. The head of Ruoyan looks at him. The aptitude is decent, when Wu was martyred, could he ask Sect Master Yan to reluctantly take care of him and discipline him?"

Yan Zhengming actually had a good impression of the stunned young Jianxiu. After all, Yuanshen Jianxiu was rare. Except for his own kind, most of them were stoic and seldom distracted.

However, he didn't show this little favor, and just replied coldly: "When did the Fuyao faction become a scumbag? Besides, we are a little shabby, and we don't dare to get involved with your high school apprentices from Tianyan. Ah, isn't Gu Yanxue's fate a lesson from the past?"

After he finished speaking, Yan Zhengming didn't even look at Wu Changtian, he pulled Cheng and said, "Let's go."

Cheng Qian couldn't help but glance at Wu Changtian. The monks said that the end of life was usually "fallen", or like mortals, they used words such as "death" and "not in the world", and the word "martyrdom" was rarely heard.

Always feel a little unusual.

Cheng Qian and Yan Zhengming were clearly front and back, but after entering the ten-square array, no one saw anyone. If Yan Zhengming expected, the entrance inside did not open to one side.

The formation was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat. The layout was like a coffin with one big and one small. The walls were in vain. There was a long and narrow path leading to nowhere, and the front was dark.

Cheng Qian clasped the frost blade and walked along the path.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light in the darkness, and Cheng Qian paused, only to see a figure on one side, standing there silently.

Have you been waiting for the magician here?

Cheng Qian frowned, clasped his fists on his chest, and cupped his hands politely, but the man didn't say a word, and cupped his hands at him in the same way. Cheng Qian calmly swept out his consciousness - there was no one there.

He tentatively took a few steps forward, but the whole path only echoed the sound of his footsteps alone, which made one's scalp tingle involuntarily. About an inch above his finger, the surroundings suddenly lit up.

I saw that there was a mirror in the corner.

I don't know what material the mirror is made of, and it is completely different from ordinary bronze mirrors. The human figures are almost completely visible. Cheng Qian rarely looks in the mirror, let alone looks at himself so carefully.

The person in the mirror is also holding a cluster of firelight in his hand, and the mirror surface does not disperse the light like an ordinary bronze mirror.

But how can there be a mirror here?

Just when he was puzzled, the man in the mirror suddenly moved by himself!

"He" slowly raised his head, Chong Cheng smiled, his slightly pointed and slightly thin lips were raised on both sides, looking extremely malicious, and the slightly upturned corners of his eyes had no smile lines, and his eyes were like a secluded pool.

Cheng Qian: "..."

For the first time, he knew that he could be so ghostly.

However, the shock returned to shock, without delaying Cheng Qian, he took out the frost blade without hesitation, and swung his sword towards the mirror.