The space in these wind tunnels is limited. It is naturally impossible for practitioners to let go of the war, but such an environment is quite good if they engage in sneak attacks.
In other words, entering the Yandang Mountain to find the black source soil is actually a very dangerous thing. If you are careless, you may suddenly rush out of a wind tunnel and kill yourself.
With the deepening of the two, a faint smell of blood came from the wind tunnel ahead.
"There's a body ahead. Let's go and have a look."
At a certain moment, Qin Yi's eyes coagulated slightly.
Not far in front of them, a body lay quietly.
They rushed over and came to the front of the body. With a fixed eye, they could not help frowning slightly. They saw a big hole in the chest of the body, even the heart was gone.
"What a cruel blow."
Looking at the corpse on the ground, Yan Meiniang's face was slightly cold. She looked around the corpse and gently spit out an airway: "there is no trace of fighting on the ground. It is a fatal blow. Such an effect can be achieved only by sneaking attack or killing each other among her companions."
"Most of them are the former. Before we find the black source soil, there is little possibility of killing each other among our companions."
Qin Yi frowned and made such a judgment.
Without staying on the corpse, the two continued to move forward. For the sake of safety, Yan Meiniang kept taking back the six Lingwu. Through the pictures they took, they could understand the situation in Yandang Mountain.
Obviously, although there will be no fierce battle in Yan Danshan, it is much more dangerous than those fierce battles.
Moreover, with the passage of time, there are still many practitioners outside to enter the Yandang Mountain and join the huge assassination.
"There are two bodies ahead. One of them was pierced by a sword, and the other was directly cut off."
"In the wind tunnel on the left, there were five bodies all the way, and all of them were killed in one shot."
"In the two caves on the right, one has three bodies and the other has eight bodies."
“……”
Through six Lingwu, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang, they know the situation in the tandang mountain like the back of their fingers.
Listening to Yan Meiniang's return, Qin Yi's heart is getting colder and colder. The scene here is still much more tragic and dangerous than that in gudifeng that day.
All the battles here are completed in a sneak attack. In this case, even if your cultivation is high, you may be suddenly jumped out and kill you in one fell swoop.
"Someone found us and was coming towards us from behind. There were two people on the other side, a middle-aged man and an old woman."
Yan Meiniang noticed the movement behind them from one of Lingwu's eyes. After releasing Lingwu again, she suddenly flashed an obliteration in her eyes: "hide and kill them!"
"I'm not a bloodthirsty person, but I can't help myself many times."
Qin Yi sighed lightly and immediately stopped saying anything. He and Yan Meiniang rushed into the wind tunnels on both sides and ambushed.
Sure enough, after a while, a middle-aged man in purple and an old woman in black appeared in their sight.
"What's the matter? The two escaped?"
The purple robed middle-aged man stood where Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang had just stopped, his face full of confusion.
"No one, but I have a strong sense of crisis."
The old woman in black frowned and suddenly drank coldly: "no, it's dangerous, get out!"
"Hiss!"
As soon as her voice fell, a blue sword suddenly flashed from the wind tunnel behind her and pierced her heart directly.
At the same time, in the opposite wind tunnel, a blue long gun was also stabbed out like lightning, which easily pierced the head of the middle-aged man.
"You?"
Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang, old women in black robes and middle-aged men who came out slowly from the two wind tunnels showed a thick color of horror on their faces.
"Yes, I'm sorry, we ambushed you here. If we don't ambush you, you will catch up with us and hurt the killer. In front of precious cultivation materials such as heiyuantu, everyone is crazy!"
Qin Yi took a breath and suddenly took out the smoke gun. The middle-aged man fell to the ground and died before he could say a word.
"How on earth did you two find us chasing you from behind?"
The black robed old woman's face was filled with confusion.
"Firebird."
Yan Meiniang is very frank.
The Firebird in her mouth undoubtedly refers to Lingwu.
"Firebird?"
The black robed old woman was stunned: "do you mean that you put out the flying Firebirds in the wind tunnel?"
"Exactly!"
Yan Meiniang nodded.
"Understand everything in Yandang Mountain through the vision of Firebird. It's a clever means. I recognize planting..."
The old woman in black sighed.
Yan Meiniang said nothing more. When she took out the blue sword, the heart of the old woman in black robe had been directly broken. With the extraction of the blue sword, the whole person fell to the ground without saying a word.
"Let's move on!"
The old woman in black robe was killed with a sword. The look on Yan Meiniang's beautiful little face was cold. Her long blue sword clenched in her hand, a drop of red blood, was still slipping silently.
"Although I don't want to, according to the current situation, it is obvious that we must kill in the mountain of Yandang Mountain."
Touching his nose, Qin Yi slightly smiled helplessly.
Although he has had countless treasure hunting experiences before again, he has never fought heartily. Basically, he won by strategy and fought crazily with each other. It is others.
But now, those tricks of Mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches are obviously impossible to use.
Yan Meiniang, who was walking in front, stopped at the sound of Yan Yan and looked back at Qin Yi, but she saw the eyes from Qin Yi's eyes. At this moment, she was as cold as a blade and couldn't help being stunned: "the killing in your mouth is to kill all the practitioners in Yandang Mountain?"
"Obviously, we have no other choice, otherwise, we may be killed by others."
Qin Yiqing breathed out: "unless we quit now and don't participate in the competition for black source soil."
"Kill!"
Yan Meiniang could grow into a high-level divine guard of the Kyushu holy see. Naturally, she also had her decisive side and nodded immediately.
The next scene can be imagined, because Yan Meiniang has six Lingwu, so they basically know the situation here like the back of their fingers. Of course, it is far less convenient than Qin Yi's spiritual perception.
"There is a wind tunnel to the left about a thousand feet ahead. There is a strong cultivator in the wind tunnel. We rushed to kill him."
"There is a wind tunnel to the left about 500 feet ahead. There are three strong practitioners in the wind tunnel. We rushed to kill them."
"There is a wind tunnel to the left about 800 feet ahead. There are two strong practitioners in the wind tunnel. We rushed to kill them."
"There is a strong cultivator about a thousand feet away from the wind tunnel on the left. We rushed to kill him."
"There are four strong practitioners at about 1500 feet on the right. We rushed to kill them."
“……”
It's totally conceivable what kind of assassination scene this is. Yan Meiniang easily locks the whereabouts of the cultivation strongman who enters Yandang Mountain through six Lingwu, and then launches the killing.
The two of them had never encountered such a tragic assassination before. As the practitioners fell under their guns or swords, their faces became colder and colder.
In addition to Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang constantly assassinating the practitioners here, the assassination among these practitioners naturally did not stop.
With the passage of time, there are more and more bodies in Yandang Mountain. There is a strong smell of blood in the air.
Although there is no fierce fight here, but unconsciously, it has become a real hell on earth.
"Qin Yi, no, have you noticed the terrain of these wind tunnels?"
Yan Meiniang, holding a bloody blue sword, turned to God and asked Qin Yi behind her.
Because of the constant assassination, her face had already become iron blue and looked a little scary.
"What happened to the terrain of these wind tunnels?"
Qin Yi holds a smoke gun and looks at Yan Meiniang in confusion.
"The terrain of these wind tunnels is slowly downward."
Yan Meiniang habitually touched her forehead and looked back at the wind tunnel behind Qin Yi. She said, "it's been a long time since we entered the Yandang Mountain. Based on the terrain of the wind tunnel, we should have been underground at this time."
"Indeed."
Qin Yi nodded and said, "well, what does this mean?"
"This shows that these wind tunnels lead us underground."
Yan Mei Niang frowned slightly and said, "if I'm right, there should be something underground. In other words, if there is black source soil in Yandang Mountain, it should not be in these wind tunnels, but underground."
with reason!
Hearing the speech, Qin Yi's eyes couldn't help brightening up: "if so, it would be much easier. We don't need to run around in these wind tunnels like headless flies. Just pick some wind tunnels that go down."