Zhang Qiling looked back and quickly stepped over and kicked Yu Yong away. He seemed to hear the sound of bone shattering, but looking at the child, she still remained calm.

"Is it okay?" the young man asked.

She shook her head, "It's okay."

However, when Qi Jiujiu saw her right hand hiding behind her back, his face instantly became cold.

The gusts of cold wind can be clearly felt around.

Qi Lechuan knew that if this continues, he would die here. Wuxie picked up the torch and threw it into a mezzanine. He said, "When we enter the mezzanine behind, there should be not many jade rings left in the mezzanine."

The guy said, "Go!"

Qi Lechuan realized that behind the palace, she did not follow, and then turned around and inserted an incense on the ground, lit a talisman paper.

The fat man turned around, "Okawa, keep up!"

Zhang Qiling stopped and pursed his lips, his voice was very small, "Please give me a ghost."

"Please ghost?" Wuxie was surprised.

A red figure suddenly appeared on the ground, and Guduo held the leg bones in his hand and hit him one after another. When he smelled the breath here, his face changed.

"You promised me and you will always answer your request." Qi Lechuan's voice was hoarse, a little surprisingly rational.

If Qi Jiujiu wasn't here, Guduo would have run away directly, but he couldn't escape, so he could only follow them to join the battle.

After a little ghost was added, they felt a little relieved. However, when they entered the next mezzanine, they found that it was exactly the same as the previous mezzanine, and there were also a large number of jade rings, and they could not kill them like ghosts.

Wuxie lost his strength, Yu Yong in front of him headed towards him, his pupils dilated, and a kind of helplessness lingered in his heart, and one hand behind him pulled him aside.

After avoiding the danger, Wuxie suddenly felt something was wrong on his shoulders. The place where the guy just pressed him down was full of blood.

On the other side, the fat man's heart-wrenching roar came. It was not the upper hand, but the roar that was forced into a desperate situation, which made people feel scared.

Qi Lechuan stumbled over and pulled the fat man over. It was blood. Yu Yong injured the fat man's collarbone and scratched a big hole, bleeding.

At this time, the last flashlight was out of power and the surroundings were completely dark. Qi Lechuan clearly saw the fat man's injuries, but he didn't care about it at this moment. Her voice trembled slightly, "Brother Fat, is there anything wrong..."

The fat man stood up on the ground, and smiled, insisted, "I'm fine."

At this moment, although they couldn't see the situation clearly, they knew in their hearts that the figures in the stone must have surrounded them.

In the darkness, Wuxie was afraid, he was really afraid.

There are many times when Wuxie can't help but imagine what would happen if one of the three of them had an accident? But no matter how you think about it, as long as the guy is there, you always feel that such a thing will not happen.

However, now, this feeling has disappeared, and the fat man is likely to be killed here.

Qi Lechuan's right wrist was no longer able to use force. Qi Jiujiu was protecting her and she was not injured. But in the darkness, she suddenly felt powerless.

He held the spirit wood hairpin in his left hand and was shaking his hands. Taoist techniques... were of no use here, and he was really head-on and injured. Even watching Zhang Qiling hit the stone wall by Yu Yong, the blood of the Qilin had no effect on them.

And their physical strength has reached its limit.

In the darkness, a black gas lingered in Qi Jiujiu's palms. His face was solemn, and he started to move faster and more accurately, but there were too many people. If he killed one group, he would come again.
Chapter completed!