"Again? Young Master, isn't this the first time we have come out?"
Murong Yilang asked doubtfully. Hearing this, Yang Yi's heart "thumped".
Brat, why did your complaint get heard at this time?
"nothing."
Yang Yi pretended to be calm, but the arrow rain crackled at the Qian Kun Yi, but it was unable to shake the Qian Kun Yi at all, but he didn't know when the arrow rain would end.
"Stay here for a while now. Don't go out until you know the situation clearly."
Yang Yi simply sat on the floor. Murong Qiang looked at the artifact protecting them and couldn't help but ask, "Young Master, you are so powerful. You have such a powerful artifact."
"Yes, this magical weapon looks like a divine weapon."
Murong Fang couldn't help but praise, and Yang Yi said, "It's just something I got accidentally. Okay, stop chatting and take a look at what's going on around you. We can't be trapped here forever."
"Kongtong Ruins opens on the night of the full moon every month, and it only opens every hundred years. If we miss this time, we won't be able to get out."
Yang Yi didn't want to be trapped in Kongtong Ruins, so he began to search around. Soon, the arrow rain disappeared. Yang Yi put away the Qiankun Instrument and led a few people to explore the path vigilantly.
"Be careful, don't touch things you shouldn't touch, and tell me immediately if anything happens."
Yang Yi warned like this and couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Why do things like this always happen as soon as he arrives in the Eight Realms? Can't he be allowed to leave Kongtong Ruins safely?
Several people walked inside, and the deeper they went, the fog gradually began to appear.
Yang Yi tore off his clothes and twisted them into a rope, tied it to his hands, and then passed it back.
"Everyone is tied to their wrists so they don't get separated later."
A few people nodded, and after they were all tied up, they headed by Yang Yi continued. Go forward.
The fog was so deep that almost nothing could be seen clearly. Yang Yi could only use his long sword to test the ground like a guide stick and squirm forward carefully.
"Have you ever smelled it? It smells so good."
Murong Qiang suddenly spoke, and then Murong Fang exclaimed.
"What are you doing? Come back quickly!"
Yang Yi frowned and immediately turned his head to look, but the two people who were talking just now were silent.
"Murong Fang, Murong Qiang?"
Yang Yi tried to ask, but the only answer he received was quiet air. After a moment, Murong Yilang's voice came.
"Young Master, they are gone."
In order to ensure their safety, Yang Yi was followed by Murong Yueyue and Murong Yaya, followed by Murong Fang and Murong Qiang. Murong Yilang, who had relatively strong overall strength, was at the end, followed by Queen Yueying.
But now, the two people in the middle are missing.
"Is anyone else still there?"
Yang Yi frowned, and after hearing the remaining people reply one by one, his expression softened.
"Young Master, they should be fine."
Murong Yaya was timid. She was originally afraid of the dark, but now the thick fog had completely blocked her sight, which made her even more afraid.
At this time, the disappearance of Murong Fang and Murong Qiang frightened her even more, and there was a hint of crying in her voice.
"Don't be afraid, nothing will happen."
Yang Yi's voice was very calm, and he said calmly, "Gather towards me, don't wander around yet."
The remaining four people heard this
, walked towards Yang Yi one after another. Yang Yi groped around in the ruins ring and found a fire spirit bead.
Injecting the spirit stone, the fire spirit bead immediately emitted light. Although it could only disperse a little bit of the dense fog, it was enough for Yang Yi and the others.
Yang Yi lowered his head and took a look. Originally, the rope loops of Murong Qiang and Murong Fang were still there, but they had disappeared.
"Young Master, what should we do?"
Murong Yilang asked while comforting Murong Yaya.
"You stay here and wait for me, don't move."
Yang Yi thought for a moment, then handed the Qiankun Instrument to Yue Ying, "Yueying, you stay here to protect them. You must stay in the Qiankun Instrument and not come out until I come back."
"yes."
Yueying said after taking the Qiankun Yi. Seeing several people entering the Qiankun Yi, Yang Yi was ready to leave.
"Young Master, do you want to go find them alone?"
Murong Yueyue said worriedly, "Let me come with you, otherwise it will be too dangerous for you to be alone!"
Although Yang Yi is very powerful, his status is more noble than others. If Yang Yi is good or bad, how will they face the family leader when they go back?
"No need."
Yang Yi shook his head, "It's easier for me to move by myself, just wait for me here."
With that said, he left the Fire Spirit Pearl with a few people and then left.
"Young Master, can he really find them?"
Murong Yilang frowned, and Yueying said, "Young masters and ladies, don't worry. With the young master's ability, you will never do anything that you are not sure of."
"Please be patient and wait here for now."
Saying that, Yueying sat aside and began to close her eyes to rest. On the other side, Yang Yi once again used the Fire Spirit Orb to shuttle through the fog.< br>
He could faintly feel that they seemed to have entered a barrier. The magnetic field in the barrier was so chaotic that the energy in his body was being moved back and forth.
In the barrier, they couldn't tell the direction, or even know what was here, but what Yang Yi was sure of was that the disappearance of these two people was definitely not sudden.
"who?"
Yang Yi suddenly stopped and shouted sharply. A dark wind blew by, and the cold hair on his body stood up faintly.
There was silence in the air, and no one answered him.
Yang Yi did not speak, but silently increased the amount of energy injected into the Fire Spirit Pearl. When the Fire Spirit Pearl's light finally became more dazzling, Yang Yi found that he was trapped.
The surrounding fog turned into a wall at some point, and the cold breath hit his face. Yang Yi stretched out his hand to touch it gently.
indestructible.
"Who is doing this? Get out!"
Yang Yi said sharply, but the answer to him was silence, and Yang Yi almost laughed out of anger.
It can't be a ghost, right? What's more, he hasn't seen any big storms?
"Whether you are a human or a ghost, I advise you to stop playing these little tricks!"
Yang Yi said in a deep voice, and with a move of his hand, the long sword turned into a holy light sword.
When the Holy Light Sword appeared, the fog seemed to become lighter, and the surroundings were vaguely visible. Yang Yi raised the Holy Light Sword and said.
"It looks like he's going to die, so that's fine."
"brush!"
When the Holy Light Sword came out, the wall suddenly shattered, and the mist rushed to disperse in all directions like air-conditioning.
It wasn't until the fog disappeared that Yang Yi saw the scene in front of him.
There are some shadows of trees around, and they are clearly corpses hanging upside down, hanging on the ground, moving with the wind.
