Moyun Sect, at the foot of the mountain

A group of men in black robes walked slowly up the stone steps towards the top of the mountain.

They followed the slope of the mountainside with a calm pace. Their black hats did not sway at all, which made them look extremely strange. They moved silently.

"who"

Near the mountainside, several disciples of Moyun Sect discovered them and shouted sharply.

A group of men in black robes kept walking, and one of them shouted: "No movement."

The voice was cold and domineering.

"This is the Moyun Sect, you guys, no good, the enemy is attacking." Before he finished speaking, the disciple of the Moyun Sect in front shrank his pupils, and a blood flower bloomed between his eyebrows.

Just as the remaining guards were about to scream, a piece of white feather fell from the sky. In an instant, their eyelids closed and they all fell to the ground unconscious.

"There's someone hiding there"

A man in black robes pointed behind a rock. Suddenly, a figure jumped out from inside and ran quickly towards the top of the mountain.

A black shadow caught up with him, and with a slight wave of his five fingers and a knife, the man's body was separated, his body fell to the ground, and his skull rolled down the mountain.

"Go, go."

The man in black robe shook his arm.

A group of people continued to walk towards the top of the mountain. When they were approaching the entrance, the voice from the front reminded them again, "You can pass on the right, there is no one guarding it."

Turning around and turning without any hesitation, the black-robed team gradually disappeared into a rugged path.

. . . . . .

Cries of killing rose into the sky, and the blood clouds in the sky became thicker again. The strong and pungent smell of blood gave off a disgusting stench. <>

The trampled corpse seemed to begin to ferment into a soft bloody carpet, stretching for dozens of miles to the edge of the golden vines.

gurgling

During the crazy killing, no one noticed that a light bloody light flashed on the ground, and the golden vines quietly stretched out their roots and slowly penetrated into the ground.

Under the ground, bright red blood and moist blood suddenly seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, forming a blood stream hidden deep in the ground, rushing toward the vines.

Blood was surging inside the golden vines, but there was no trace of it from the outside. It was still the sacred golden light.

After countless casualties, the disciples of Moyun Sect had the absolute upper hand on the frontal battlefield. However, in the long defense line, there would always be some fish that slipped through the net and ferocious sharks that broke through and rushed towards the entrance of the ancient ruins.

"Get out of my way"

Zhang Lang laughed wildly, and the black fire sputtered in all directions. As soon as the several Moyun Sect disciples who intercepted were contaminated, the black fire the size of oil dots quickly penetrated the clothes and penetrated the skin. Burn up.

There was a shrill howl, and with just a short breath, several Demon Cloud Sect disciples burned up together with the black fire, leaving not even a drop of residue behind.

The elite disciples of the fourth level had no ability to resist this strange flame at all. Their protective spiritual shields seemed to be transparent to this strange flame and had no effect at all.

"Fire Hand Zhang Lang"

With a sharp shout, an elder from Moyun Sect rushed towards him with murderous intent.

"hey-hey"

Zhang Lang laughed strangely and punched the front fiercely. Suddenly, there was a "buzz" sound, the black light vibrated violently, and a row of black fire walls in the void moved towards the elder. <>

"Small tricks"

The elder flicked his fingers, and a terrible cold air rose up. The extremely low temperature froze the wind, and the blue black ice floated heavily in the air. The surrounding water vapor exuded a biting cold.

Chi Chi

A sound like sulfuric acid corroding came from the place where the black fire and the black ice came into contact. The black ice was melted into droplets of black water, falling to the ground and seeping into pits.

black fire goes out

The elder's face turned dark.

A hundred meters away, Zhang Lang didn't look back. He leaned over and grabbed a golden vine. With a "chirp" sound, he quickly slid towards the abyss and disappeared from sight.

Immediately afterwards, several more figures rushed over quickly and jumped in.

"Ah, damn you guys, I curse you all to fall to death inside." The elder cursed fiercely.

"Hmph, a bunch of rats. The sect leader is inside, so they can't take advantage. Let's clean out all the ants outside first." The great elder's eyes were gloomy, and he used the index finger of one hand to kill several figures passing by him in the air. .

"That's Zhang Lang"

There were two eyes locked on the battlefield at the same time.

"Oh, did you find it?" A sinister smile appeared on Mr. Tong's wrinkled cheeks. Next to him, Li Zong had already raised his foot and stepped forward, turning into a black lightning and rushing towards him.

The tinkling copper bells echoed.

The puppet looked expressionlessly at the black shadow, and Tonglao Jiejie laughed strangely: "You're late. <>"

Feng Shiqi walked out of the dark shadow, glanced at the face of the doll with sinister eyes, and smiled hypocritically: "What a delicate doll, but it's a pity that the eyes are too white."

Mr. Tong snorted coldly, looked at the two men and women behind Feng Qi who were tied up with chains, and said with frightened expressions: "Where are the people?"

"Jiejie, don't worry, you're on the way." Feng Shiqi smiled sinisterly, gently caressed Lan Xiaodie's pale cheek with the fingertips of his right hand, and said in a deep voice, "Don't you think so?"

Lan Xiaodie and Luo Xiaoxin looked ashen.

"Go in first"

After clapping their hands, the two Moyun Sect disciples knocked Lan Xiaodie and Luo Xiaoxin unconscious, carried them on their shoulders, and followed Tong Lao and Feng Qiyi down the vines.

half a minute later

puff puff

There were sounds of broken muscles and bones, and a whirlwind blew across the ground. All the dozens of Moyun Sect disciples along the way were knocked away and fell heavily to the ground.

Before they had time to get up, black kunai chased after them as if they were life-threatening, penetrating their throat bones and nailing them to the ground in various shapes.

"Zhang Lang Li Zong" A trace of doubt flashed in Hinata Neji's eyes, and he reminded Xiao Li, Tiantian and Aburame Shino: "Li Zong has mixed up with people from the Moyun Sect, be careful about him."

"They want to kill Zhang Lang, do we want to save him?" Aburame Shino held up the frame of the mirror, waiting for Hinata Neji to make a decision.

"Follow me first"

After saying that, the four people ran along the vines into the abyss as if they were walking on flat ground. Behind them, ten gardeners in black were also silent, grabbing the vines and climbing down one after another.

It was pitch black inside the abyss, and you couldn't see the bottom. You could only feel the damp cold wind drifting up from below with the faintest smell of blood.

The four walls are covered with strange stone carvings, which are alive but dead in the end.

Hyuga Neji frowned, always feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't notice it. Shino Aburame's pupils shrank behind her sunglasses, and the kunai in her hand dug into the wall, and a few small black insects crawled in.

"There is no problem. These statues have no life." Aburame Shino's answer temporarily made Hyuga Neji suppress his uneasiness.

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