Chapter 391

As like as two peas, the seven chief disciples of the Xuan Xuan have already peered at the breath of these two people. The two people are just plain and ordinary, and no half of their internal forces are on the move.

In Wu Jian's opinion, as long as the beauty agrees to go with her, and then she can find an excuse to let the teenager go, and then she can enjoy this wonderful creature with no scruple.

This place is only ten miles away from the peak. Meng ran and Ning Feixuan simply abandoned their car and walked into the mountain with them.

About an hour later, they came to the foot of a rolling mountain range.

In front of us, the mountain peaks are as high as thousands of feet, and there are many odd and dangerous peaks. It is really a natural peak.

There are many craggy rocks on the mountain. The thick and thin ancient trees cover the sky and cover the sky. It is even more strange that there are no birds and beasts flying up on the mountain, which makes people feel cold on the back.

"Hello! Are you all monsters? How can you live in such a place where birds don't poop? " Liu Ying's face changed slightly with a horse's tail, showing a trace of fear in her eyes, and she even kicked a few feet to vent her anger on the disciples of taiyimen.

"Well, younger martial sister, it's getting late. Let's go into the mountain."

Under the leadership of three taiyimen disciples, Meng ran and others followed closely.

There is only one mountain road leading to taiyimen, which is covered with weeds. It is rugged and difficult to walk. Ordinary people who want to find this road are afraid that it is a fool's dream.

Not long after entering the mountain, people found that there was a lot of gray miasma in the forest, and Meng ran felt a bloody breath in the miasma, and I don't know how many innocent people's blood was stained.

The three Taiyi disciples handed over some black pills for the public to take. They said that they could avoid miasma, but they were rejected by them.

Wu Jian's elder martial brother and sister can use their internal power to resist the attack of miasma. However, Wu Jian doesn't understand that they are ordinary people. Why don't they take it?

Meng ran and Ning Feixuan naturally won't explain. Wu Jian can only suppress his doubts and move on.

During the journey, there were many poisonous insects, snakes and ants, and even some poisons that had never been seen from the outside world appeared one after another, which frightened Liu Ying, a master of internal skills.

But when she found that the woman with sunglasses was always the same color, as if she was used to this kind of scene, the jealousy in her heart became more and more intense.

"It's no wonder it's called the mountain of death. Only martial artists can walk this mountain road. Ordinary people want to explore here, even if they are experts in exploration, they will die."

Meng ran looks at the surrounding mountains secretly. There are natural dangers here, which are easy to defend and difficult to attack. In addition, these towering giant trees are comparable to the primitive jungle. It is no wonder that ningfeixuan can not master the specific location of taiyimen.

At dusk, when the sky was red, a group of people finally saw the gate of taiyimen.

It was a high wall made of blue stone. It was three feet high and more than ten meters across. In the center of the wall was a huge closed bronze gate.

The bronze gate is engraved with a ferocious ghost, with three heads and six arms, which is like the gate of hell.

People standing in front of the gate, are unconsciously born a sense of insignificance, as if at any time will be swallowed by this door of hell.

The chief disciple of qixuanmen also showed a little nervousness on his face, and he was even more self-confident and said to the disciples of taiyimen:

"let's open the door soon!"

The disciple of taiyimen was just about to move, but he heard a voice of Indifference:

"no need."

Wu Jianshi's brother and sister immediately turned their heads and looked at the young man in white with suspicion on their faces, and heard Liu Ying's strange and masculine way:

"why? Boy, you're not scared to pee your pants, are you? Didn't you just say you need someone? Now is that fear? "

Wu Jian, with his arms around his chest, looks sarcastic.

Only Ning Feixuan looks calm, because all the way, she clearly felt that this young man's killing intention is close to the essence.

Meng ran just took a step, and then two white fingers, like jade, gently rose together, straight as a sword!

"Elder martial brother, this boy should not be frightened by the white bones on the road?" Liu Ying with a horse's tail murmured suspiciously.

Wu Jiangang wanted to talk, but the next second, he saw the two white fingers, facing the sanzhang city wall, gently cut down.

At this moment, it seems that the heaven and earth are still for it.

A touch of blue light from mengran fingertips burst out, like a blue tide.

In the silent eyes of these two brothers and sisters, the blue tide of Chi Xu turned into a sword!

The sword is flying!

In the deafening roar, the blue stone wall and the bronze gate, three feet high, burst in response to the sound, and they were cut in half by a sword!

In the smoke and dust, a young man in White said quietly:

"let's go."