Luo Jiutian arched his back slightly and assumed a defensive posture.
Cold light and thick fog, facing enemies on all sides.
He clutched his left wrist tightly, and countless plans passed through his mind one by one.
Without Panlongchi, what is the strongest attack that I can use?
Is it enough to resist these... people who don't even know what they are?
As the fog gradually thickened, all kinds of weirdos around him came threatening him.
Luo Jiutian kept turning around to avoid being attacked from behind. His eyes swept over the couple, whose cheeks were still stained with his daughter's blood. Seeing Luo Jiutian's fierce gaze directed at him, the two of them couldn't help but He shrank back consciously.
This is a breakthrough!
After all, among this group of people, only these two people have truly seen Luo Jiutian's abilities.
Luo Jiutian raised his hand and shouted at the two of them, "Steady Rock Thunder!"
Before the golden light appeared, the two of them jumped away holding their heads. Luo Jiutian took advantage of the situation and quickly turned around and fired a solid thunder in the opposite direction of the two.
There were four or five weirdos standing in that direction. As soon as they were distracted, the ground was overturned by Luo Jiutian's solid thunder. The crowd became a mess. Luo Jiutian used the dust in the sky as a barrier and quickly rushed out. encircled.
Run!
Luo Jiutian ran forward without looking back. The ferocious screams behind him were chasing after him. He didn't care about where the front led, he just wanted to get rid of these things behind him.
After running for an unknown amount of time, his willpower alone could no longer resist the soreness and swelling of his limbs. Instead of losing track of the group of things, they gradually closed the distance.
Luo Jiutian gritted his teeth.
In front of me, a familiar building suddenly appeared.
Oh my god.
incinerator.
He ran back.
***
"Doesn't anyone know how to get out?"
The Taoist priest lost some patience.
The women were still kneeling in front of him. Facing the questions he asked, they only lowered their heads and shook their heads.
"Let me change the question." The Taoist Master took two steps forward. The women backed away in fear, "Where did you appear from?"
The women looked at their companions, as if they didn't understand what the Taoist meant.
"Before you attack me," the Taoist priest's voice was also a little cold, "where are you hiding?"
Hemming and hawing voices sounded one after another.
"Tell me," the Taoist priest pointed at the woman with whom he had a conversation, "I saw that you all emerged from the top. Is the exit at the top?"
"In...in..." The woman raised her hand, trembling her arms, and pointed around randomly.
"Don't worry, just tell me the answer."
The woman's head lowered, her movements paused, and then she pointed to the top of her head.
"Door!"
After hearing what she said, the women started discussing in surprise, and their small voices suddenly became louder.
"Is the exit really up there?" The Taoist priest followed her finger and looked up to the sky.
The top of the head was also pitch black, and it seemed like there was a boundary, but it didn't seem like there was one.
"Is the door on the roof?"
"Top?" The woman tilted her head, "Only the door."
"Is there no roof here?" the Taoist asked again.
The woman shook her head and pointed to the top of her head again, "Door!"
"I understand..." In fact, I don't really understand, "Tell me, where did you climb down from?"
The woman turned her head and glanced at her companion, and everyone discussed a few words in confusion. Then, the crowd gave way to a passage, pointing toward the darkness ahead.
The Taoist priest walked over without much hesitation.
Maybe he will have to climb the wall later. These women can fly around, but he can't. The Taoist priest went through the existing charms on his body in his mind, wondering which ones could be used here.
As he thought about it, the Taoist priest's palm began to swell and hurt.
He frowned and raised his hand to look.
Several blood-red lines faintly appeared on the palm prints. The Taoist priest seemed to be able to see the surrounding blood vessels desperately transporting blood to his palms. The color of the blood lines became clearer and clearer. The Taoist priest's expression changed drastically and he ran immediately. stand up.
It's the same fate.
Nine days later, something happened.
***
"Why is there Xiaolan's voice?" Qin Yinxian habitually denied the reality, "Xiaolan...hey, having said that, this doesn't seem to be a bad thing."
After all, it's better than not knowing where she is.
"Let me hear it, let me hear it," the fool also came to the door, "There seems to be some noise... Is this Xiaolan?"
"It's another woman who's speaking now," Baomu said uneasily, "There are two other voices inside."
"Besides Xiaolan, there are two other people inside?"
"I only heard two strange voices," Baomu said, "I don't know how many people there were."
"That's okay. We have one, two, three...five people. We are not afraid of them, and Xiaolan is also ours."
"We?" Mr. Shen looked at himself with some suspicion, and then at Qin Yin.
One has no hands, one has a lame leg, and the other is so tired that it is difficult to walk. They are a group of people who can only be regarded as two and a half combatants.
Wen Ling's eyes looked around at the door, and then she reached out and knocked on it.
A clear knock on the door sounded, startling the fool who was leaning on the door to listen carefully.
"Huh...I thought there was a knock on the door inside."
"Wen Ling did the right thing!" Qin Yin squeezed forward, "Let's knock on the door quickly so that Xiaolan can open the door and let us in."
Unfortunately, this is not the hotel entrance.
Everyone knocked for a long time, but no one showed any sign of opening the door. Not only that, the voices inside were not even interrupted.
"I guess Xiaolan can't hear it." Baomu rubbed his red hands in disappointment.
"I must not have heard it," Qin Yin's voice almost became hoarse, "My Xiaolan never fails to open the door for me."
"By the way, Baomu, can you hear clearly what the people inside are saying?" the fool asked.
Baomu frowned, "Well...it's strange to say that although the voice is not too far away, the content of the words...is like being soaked in a pile of paste. It's sticky and cannot be heard clearly."
Qin Yin turned to look at Wen Ling, "Wen Ling, what did you see?"
Wen Ling was still observing the door, she pursed her lips and let out a long "Hmm".
"Did you see it?" Qin Yin leaned over excitedly while leaning on a walking stick.
Wen Ling reached out and knocked on the door again.
"But the people inside can't hear..."
Before Qin Yin could finish speaking, Wen Ling changed places and then knocked three times.
"ah……"
Everyone was enlightened.
Asking the spirit is not knocking on the door, she is searching.
"I understand. Is there a hollow place on the door where the key is hidden?" Qin Yin also knocked.
Wen Ling shook his head vaguely.
"That is……"
"Shh! -" Baomu suddenly covered Qin Yin's mouth, "Xiaolan's voice is getting distant... They seem to have gone to other places."
