Chapter 411 Are you accustomed to

The monk at the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain saw the suddenly disappeared spot of light.

They all cheered.

After waiting for a while, no one of the monks returning to see him. Someone couldn't help but ask curiously: "Don't the person who climbed the ladder return here?"

"Whoever says he must return to this place."

"Oh, is it random?"

"No, the monks of previous years have returned here, waiting to celebrate the commemoration."

Xiao Shikong looked up at the top of Xiaoyao Mountain, and his face suddenly changed.

Turned into a dot of light.

Run away quickly.

Another masked man also said in surprise: "There is something wrong." The four lights and shadows disappeared instantly.

...

Looking at the empty octagonal walls.

Everyone experienced the training of climbing the ladder at the same time, and the tacit understanding of the team gradually matured.

The scattered team of about 40 people was like an invisible bow, spreading out little by little, looking around with caution.

Li Yihang frowned, "The evil spirit is very strong!"

"Not only that!" Wan Li shook his head and said, "Isn't it a ninth-story tower? Why is there no upward stairs?"

Everyone looked at the hall and then turned their eyes to the dark, like a vast roof.

It seems to extend into endless darkness.

"Let me see!" Feng Moxi activated the red gold escape and flew towards the sky. "Bang", an invisible pressure pressed her down again.

After three consecutive flights, even the edge of the palace roof was not touched.

Then he was suppressed!

"Can't fly away!" She looked at Ling Yusi and Lin Youjie and murmured: "Nine-level demon tower?"

Ling Yusi and the others shook their heads slightly.

"Boom~!" The cold man in black suddenly sacred a dragon-shaped sword.

He swept out to the empty hall. The inspiration surrounding the blade slammed on the walls around the hall.

The huge explosion sounded deafening.

On the strange blue jade wall, there was no spark at all.

Feng Moxi frowned slightly, and when he looked at the man's knife shape, his mind was blank for a moment.

"Is it a trick?" Yu Ruyi jumped out.

The figure is like a whirlwind.

She swept the octagonal walls and actually, she clapped each wall.

No suspicious spots were found.

Wanli suggested: "Forget it, I'll take a break tonight. Maybe it's dawn tomorrow, and it's another scene!"

"good."

Li Yihang began to dispatch it, "Junior Sister Feng prepares the magic circle, let's divide it into forty-three people, yes, just six groups, freely form a team, and I will be on duty tonight."

Wanli, Li Yihang and others nodded softly.

Just like a desert island.

Countless people wanted to get in front of Feng Moxi.

Li Yihang smiled and said, "There are four people in our group. In this way, the Yang brothers and sisters, and Senior Sister Yu, we will be in the same group."

There was no way, Yu Ruyi had a thick skin, and she had already stuck to him regardless of the situation.

Yang Yueying grabbed Feng Moxi's arm tightly.

Some monks who have experienced deserted islands have long been used to it, so they have formed a team on their own.

Some other monks secretly laughed at me, saying that this group of people was not underestimated by them.

There are four female cultivators out of the seven.

There are also two children with undry breasts.

What can be done.

After a while, the six groups were already formed and divided into six small groups to gather together.

Only the cold-faced monk in black was sitting alone in a corner.

Neither team up with anyone.

Don't take the initiative to talk.

Youli walked over slowly. As soon as he squatted down to ask, a red flame fist wind slammed into his eyes.

With a "boom!", you forced Youli back three steps.

"Hey, Brother Dao, I have a good intention, but I just want to invite you to join my team."

The free weapon turned out to be a black black iron flute, and the sword light flashed.

A sword edge appeared on the flute, quickly blocking the passing.

After a while, more than ten moves were fought.

Ximen Wuji's eyes flashed, but he did not go up to stop him.

Li Yihang looked at Feng Moxi who was watching the battle seriously and stood silently.

The rest of the teams were even more curious.

I don’t know if it’s the gentle and elegant free win, or the cold and handsome man in black who won.

"Wow, I didn't expect that the sissy is not a fancy move, but has two brushes."

Yang Yueying pursed her lips and smiled: "Why am I a little optimistic about the man in black?"

"Me too!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Two figures quickly rolled in the hall, and countless golden lights flickered against each other.

Suddenly, the inspiration light on the magic weapon actually slashed around.

The two attacked one side.

"Puff!" A sound of cutting meat came, and a bloody smell came in an instant.

In the dark night, black long-handed monsters suddenly flashed out.

Long arms.

It rolled towards the two of them like a vine.

Things suddenly changed, which surprised the monks who were watching the fun.

In the crowd, countless figures had already jumped out, and the vines flying around them were attacking, no, their long palms were clamoring.

Feng Moxi stood aside in concentration.

Looking at a long hand that was chopped over the ground, it was no different from a human arm.

The only difference is.

It's very long, and it seems like I'm having chondropathy.

One arm rolled over, and it could rotate the person into three circles and then rolled it in your arms.

All the long-arm monsters were lowered and their heads were hanging down.

A scattered hair was draped over the face.

It makes people unable to see their expressions clearly.

As if he knew what Feng Moxi was thinking, the man in black slashed out with flames.

A huge head flew in front of her.

Blood and energy are in the air.

Drawing into a curve.

Many people cursed secretly, "perverted"!

Feng Moxi didn't think so much, but took her broken sword and slowly pulled it towards the head of the long-arm monster.
To be continued...