"You don't know how to live or die!" Ji Changming called two spells to Wen Yi and Gu Yanting, his eyes burning with overwhelming anger.
Gu Yanting split the spell that could cause insanity with one sword, and then drew his sword towards him.
Suddenly, Fu Yun turned around and grabbed his friend, "Let's go."
"Let me go!" Gu Yanting jumped in anger, "I have never been afraid of Fu Zong, isn't it the Nascent Soul Realm? It's not like I haven't fought before!"
He has defeated elders like Liu Xinci who are at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm and half-step out of the body.
Although I lost.
Gu Yanting couldn't understand why his friend swallowed his anger. If he was in charge of Qingzhou, he would definitely fight against Fu Zong to death, close the gate of Qingzhou, isolate himself from the world, and live his own happy life.
As the pavilion master, Fu Yun certainly has thoughts in this regard.
But, it's just an idea.
As long as there are relics of the Divine War in Qingzhou, there will be no peace for a day.
Wen Yi stretched out his hand to block the spell, but was not greatly affected.
During this time, she often heard crazy ravings and other things, and became accustomed to mental attacks and became immune to them.
Ji Changming saw that the two of them were getting along well, and two more names were added to the vengeful account book.
"Elder Ji." Seeing that Ji Changming still wanted to cause trouble, Jiang Huaiyu said coldly and distantly: "Don't make any noise in the ruins of the God War, otherwise it will cause bad consequences. I think you won't be able to bear it."
Last night he received news that ‘Lord Lingyuan’ was brought into the ruins of the God War by a mysterious person.
The ruins that were once accessible or not must now be entered.
Ji Changming's throat tightened, and he found it difficult to accept the current situation.
These people are all lower in cultivation and status than me, but they are too arrogant.
There was a lump in his throat, he couldn't go up or down, he felt suffocated and diaphragmatic.
Forget about Jiang Huaiyu and Gu Yanting, who is Wen Yi who dares to provoke one after another?
"Elder." The disciples of Fu Zong looked at the people who entered the secret realm, "It's time for us to leave."
Ji Changming was furious. Seeing his desperate disciple urging him, he slapped the disciple away and said angrily: "Go away! You are not the one who can tell me what to do!"
The disciples of Fu Zong were stunned, their bodies were shaking uncontrollably, and they lowered their heads in fear.
Elder Ji took offense at others and vented his anger on them, which made the disciples of the Fu Sect extremely aggrieved.
...
As soon as Wen Yi stepped in with his front foot, he felt something coming from behind with his back foot.
Her spiritual intuition told her that the attacking monster was on the left.
The long sword flashed suddenly, and a sword intent turned the sneak attack ghost into a pool of blood, exuding a fishy smell.
The same goes for everyone else. They were divided into two rows. The first ones were Fu Yun and the people from Ziwei Pavilion, and the ones at the end were the same.
The flaming red Taoist robes of Ziwei Pavilion shimmered faintly in the secret realm, exuding a righteous and awe-inspiring aura, which was very intimidating. Those who dared to approach were some imps with good cultivation.
The deeper you go, the redder the dense fog that surrounds you becomes, quickly changing from a light pink to a deep, oppressive scarlet.
"This door seems so close, but it's quite far away." Wen Yi muttered.
Fu Yu was on her left. "That door was left by the prince back then. We call it 'Ghost Gate'. It's okay here. Once you cross the ghost gate, it's like entering hell. There are monsters inside and the fog is thicker. Once you cross the ghost gate, it's like entering hell."
If you get lost with someone, there's a good chance you won't come back."
Many of his senior brothers and sisters are like this.
Wen Yi asked Shen Yu what the gate of hell was, and he shook his head, "I forgot."
In the thick fog, Wen Yi saw many black shadows, some of them in the shape of people, some of other beasts and monsters, and numerous bones could be seen everywhere, which made people fearful.
The Fu Sect disciples were all frightened.
They remembered that in the past, the senior brothers’ experience was only on the periphery. Why did they have to enter the gate of hell this time?
Their cultivation has only reached the level of Qi training, and they can't even deal with a small monster.
Wen Yi turned to look at the shivering Fu Sect disciples, "Ji Changming asked them to come, not to practice, but to make sacrifices."
Fu Yu was stunned and subconsciously said: "How could it be? They are all disciples of Fu Sect."
Ziwei Pavilion will not put its disciples in danger.
"Why not?" Wen Yi asked back.
Liu Xinci took the disciples of Miao Miao Huanfu to the Yunshui Secret Realm for training. He would first kill all the monsters and wild beasts with high cultivation level, or drive them out of the training range, leaving some monsters just enough for the disciples to kill.
The purpose of training is to increase your knowledge and learn how to use the fighter jets you have learned, not to let the disciples die.
Except for the disciples who have experienced the Qi training realm of Fu Zong, Wen Yi and Fu Yu have the lowest cultivation level.
Wen Yi has his own methods, while Fu Yu can rely on the power of the talisman. In critical moments, he can temporarily improve his cultivation to the golden elixir realm, and there may be a glimmer of hope.
Hearing Wen Yi's rhetorical question, Fu Yulian helped apologize: "I didn't mean that, Wen Yi, I'm sorry, I just thought Fu Zong wouldn't be so cruel..."
At the end of the story, Fu Yu couldn't speak anymore.
Fu Zong's treasure "Book of Sealing" was left in the ruins.
This book was originally the treasure of Ziwei Pavilion.
At first, in order to get help from Fu Zong, I gave up my love with tears and lent it to Fu Zong.
After Fu Zong got it, he took it as his own, and gradually it became the property of Fu Zong.
"Don't be distracted." Shen Yu quietly separated Wen Yi and Fu Yu, "We are about to enter the gate of hell. After entering, we should part ways with them immediately."
This is their plan.
Wen Yi was annoyed and said with her consciousness: "It's useless to put you in the middle. Fu Yu can't see you and can't cover you."
Shen Yu stood stubbornly in the middle.
Soon, the group finally arrived in front of the Gate of Hell.
"Everyone, the ruins of the God of War are one of the most sinister ruins in Zhongzhou. You need to be careful after entering, and don't speak ill of the prince. It's not okay in your heart." Fu Yun solemnly announced the rules of the secret realm. He felt very sad when he saw the crooked and shapeless team.
Uncomfortable, "Stand in two rows, immediately, immediately."
Wen Yi: "..."
There are so many things wrong with me, even if I want to say something, I still have to stand still.
Fu Yu was the most active and stood in the most standard manner. Wen Yi also came close to her. It was a matter of life and safety.
The disciples of Fu Zong did not dare to say anything and stood up straight.
After Fu Yun finished speaking about the taboos, he formed a seal with his hands, and a golden light shot into the gate. He said in a deep voice: "The gate of hell has been opened, come in."
His voice is like a bell, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace, soothing the impetuous and anxious mind.
Wen Yi stepped into the gate of hell.
"Woo——"
A shrill cold wind blew over her face, and the biting coldness was like an ice knife scraping her face. Wen Yi felt that the temperature of her body dropped rapidly, and she quickly used her spiritual power to maintain her body temperature.
Scarlet fog filled the surroundings.
Facing the unknown darkness and danger, Wen Yi summoned her sword and ducked into the thick fog.