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The sudden change made her heart tighten. Looking around, everyone around her was showing abnormalities at the same time.

Not only her talisman, but also Xie Tianyang's blade array, Yuan Qingqing's fire pill, and even Han Jiangchen's imperial sword, all completely failed in an instant.

Jiang Ling thought of something for a moment, and quickly took out the bright light talisman for help from her pocket and tried to urge it—failed!

All spells involving the release of spiritual power, even the means of asking for help, are all invalid!

Unable to ask the school for help, even if the archaeological teams on the surface realize that something is wrong, the current situation is beyond the scope that outsiders can deal with.

The rest of the people were obviously aware of this, and their faces became tense. Now that they lost all their long-range means, the pressure naturally fell on Wu Hao and Han Jiangchen in front.

The Yin soldiers attacked wildly, but their offensive was completely blocked. Under the pressure of the steep rise, everyone could only retreat again and again, trying to maintain the formation so as not to be overwhelmed, but this was only a temporary measure.

"Teng Gen!" Xie Tianyang suddenly shouted.

Before the words fell, the golden man in front suddenly raised his long sword and swiped it in the air. The sword energy pierced through the air and slapped the dragon snake in front of him.

With just one blow, it was just a force to beat the bull across the mountain, but it cut a huge wound of a meter long on the body of this big monster, and blood spattered!

Teng Gen let out a scream, and his figure couldn't help but rolled backwards, and fell between the stone figurines. Countless swords pierced into his body, just like ancient hunters wanting to dismember their prey.

Yu Yao and Master's body and soul are connected, this offensive severely injured Teng Gen, and at the same time made Xie Tianyang's blood churn, and his throat was full of sweet smell.

It was precisely because of this that he immediately realized the current situation.

—Must die.

Calling for help is useless now, but the Yin soldiers seem to be getting stronger and stronger, and it is impossible to break through.

The sorcerer's art consumes a lot,

If this continues, he will definitely be the first to be defeated. As soon as he falls, there will inevitably be a gap in the team, and then the others will be washed away.

You must find a point to break the game, even if it is gambling, it is better than being tortured to death.

He has to do something.

He forced himself to swallow back the blood in his throat, taking advantage of the gap where the Yin soldiers were concentrating on Teng Gen, while directing the people around him to fill the gap, he raised his face, and his eyes fell on the raised hand on the altar on the bronze man.

It was at this glance that he was the first to see clearly what the man seemed to be holding in his hand—it was actually a pitch-black Tiger Talisman!

Tiger talisman is a thing for mobilizing troops.

There was a slight movement in his heart—these pawns are all refined products right now, and it is almost impossible to refine such a large number of living souls.

What if...they weren't really self-aware Yin soldiers, but just like his Tengen, something to be manipulated?

If this is the case, the key to breaking the game lies in the medium of the imperial envoy.

Now you can only see the medium, but not the master—if the bronze man is not the master—if this person is playing tricks, then if you want to make him appear, you can only rely on existing things to make him appear. He forced it out.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind almost instantly.

The number of Yin soldiers is still increasing, anyway, it will be defeated if it continues like this. If he hesitated at this time and asked the opponent to summon more Yin soldiers, he would only die faster and have no power to fight back.

In the face of this unknown thing, other people will definitely panic immediately, worrying about the terrible consequences, worrying that they are not capable enough to steal chickens and lose money, but Xie Tianyang will not.

Anyway, they are all dead, so instead of watching their own side lose, it is better to take a big gamble, the worst is to be the first to die.

He stared at the tiger talisman, his thoughts turned. The next moment he made up his mind, his figure rushed out.

"cover me!"

Everyone around was startled by his cry and turned around, seeing that Tian Yang suddenly rose up, taking advantage of the opportunity when the Yin soldiers gathered on Teng Gen, he cast several spells in succession. In the flash of wind and fire, a wave of eruption blasted back the Yin soldiers gathered in front of them.

"Keep the formation just now. If something abnormal happens to me later, treat it as an enemy and don't hold back."

After he said this sentence to several people, he poured all his spiritual power into the chess pieces, forced the scarred Teng Gen to stand up, and stood beside them to fill the gap, while he himself took this opportunity to step out in one step. Jumping onto the altar, he pretended to snatch the tiger talisman from the bronze man's hand!

He wants to turn against the guest and seize the control of the Yin soldiers!

Before everyone could react, Xie Tianyang on the altar stretched out his hand and grabbed the tiger talisman.

In an instant, the whole scene stopped.

A shadowless and invisible aura spread across the field, and the stone figurines in the audience froze together, giving the four of them a rare respite in the hard-fought battle. They hurriedly regrouped, but their eyes all fell on Xie Tianyang who was behind.

The moment he touched the tiger talisman, the expression on his face froze instantly, his whole body froze in place as if struck by lightning, and a haze suddenly swept across his eyes.

In contrast, the bronze statue in front of him moved again.

It faced Xie Tianyang, holding the tiger talisman in sync with him, and the bronze-carved face slowly unfolded, revealing a...smile.

With this mechanism, I realized that the bronze face in front of me seemed a little familiar... It seemed to be very similar to the golden man who appeared!

"It's over!"

Even though the surrounding pressure did drop sharply because of this, no matter how stupid people were, they could sense something was wrong when they saw this scene.

Because at this moment, the bronze figure actually flowed like a liquid, covering upwards along his arm, as if it wanted to pull him into the bronze as well!

Wu Hao gritted his teeth secretly, followed Xie Tianyang and jumped onto the altar, using his strength in his fists, he was about to hit the mutated bronze statue.

This scene was really weird, and to be honest, he was actually very guilty in his heart. But the juniors are all involved, and as a senior, he himself can't just ignore death. Even if this is really a fire pit, he has to bite the bullet and jump.

But just as he stepped on the edge of the altar, a burst of spiritual light dazzled his eyes.

The abnormality this time did not come from the tiger talisman, but from the small cauldron in the center.

It's like a pressure cooker heated to boiling starts to bubble up. The moment he stepped onto the altar, a raging mist overflowed from the closed bronze cauldron without warning.

"Wu Hao, come back quickly!"

When he heard Yuan Qingqing calling him from behind, he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

With the opening of the cauldron cover, a strange mist spread instantly, and the eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of smoke.

This scene seemed familiar to him—it was a sign of being pulled into the blessed space!

The blessed land of this place is actually hidden inside this tripod?

They can no longer cope with the surrounding situation, so what's inside this blessed land...

He shook his head, and saw that the figures around him became blurred, and the next moment, his consciousness fell into that chaos.

Behind him, Yuan Qingqing, who was about to step forward, just saw his figure disappear into the mist, and the mist was still spreading rapidly, and within a few blinks, it had already overflowed the edge of the altar and licked her feet.

She couldn't escape this spreading speed.

Almost subconsciously, Yuan Qingqing immediately turned back, did not choose to run away, but gathered all her strength in the palm of her hand, and pushed Jiang Ling standing behind her violently.

"Go!"

Jiang Ling originally wanted to come and pull her, but it happened to be in her way. It has to be said that this move was very effective, directly pushing her away by more than ten steps.

But right in front of her eyes, while she was leaving, Yuan Qingqing herself was submerged in the mist.

——Did she kill someone again?

This idea flashed into her mind uncontrollably, and Jiang Ling felt like her blood was frozen. With her calmness, her mind was blank at this moment.

While he was in a daze, it seemed that someone had pulled his shoulders, and when he turned around, it was Han Jiangchen who was standing on the outermost side.

"Let's go." Han Jiangchen said.

While saying these words, she heard the rubbing sound of gravel from all around, which made her wake up instantly, and then immediately saw the situation clearly.

As Wu Yuanjie and the others were engulfed, the stone figurines standing frozen around unexpectedly started to move again. This time, they no longer separated them from the altar, but did the opposite, trying to press them into the enveloping area.

The innermost Su Yuzhu backed away, his face completely white.

Since the appearance of the Yin soldiers, he has been protected by five people on the innermost side, and he has naturally witnessed the whole process of the battle.

Seeing that more than half of the astonishingly powerful five people lost in an instant, and the Yin soldiers were pressing on, no matter how daring he was, he couldn't help but tremble all over at this moment.

He stared at the crowd of Yin soldiers, and subconsciously touched the flying knife in his hand, but before he could resist in vain, a hand grabbed the back of his neck.

Han Jiangchen's figure flashed past behind him, grabbing him by the back of his clothes, and retreating while warding off the surrounding stone figurines with his sword.

Under the crisis of life and death, he seemed to have exploded with extreme speed. With his swift movement, he unexpectedly beat the diffusion speed of the copper cauldron!

Beside him, Jiang Ling had also reacted and took the same action as him.

The group of stone figurines in front of them was still swarming up, and they didn't stop after running out of the enveloping range, but just pulled Su Yuzhu behind them, and ran in the opposite direction from the group of soldiers.

The number of Yin soldiers is still increasing, but there are only two people left on their side. They are definitely not the opponents of this legion, so they can only continue to retreat.

Of course, the two of them understood this, and they were both thinking quickly about countermeasures. But at this moment, Su Yuzhu who was being carried by them suddenly spoke.

"Southeast...direction." He said with a trembling voice, "Over there, there is a new smell."

Han and Jiang were slightly taken aback, and looked in the direction he said, and they really saw the shadow of a hall appearing on the originally bare nine steps in front of them.

Looking at the location, it is located in the very center of the Sifangling Temple. In other words, this should be the last layer of the mausoleum's triple structure, which is the core inner hall.

Just now, the staircase was always hidden in the shadows, and there were no other buildings on it. But following the change of the bronze tripod, the inner hall suddenly opened for some reason.

The front exit was already occupied by the army of stone figurines. They had no choice but to fight and retreat in the direction of the upper inner hall. Under the pressure of the army, they retreated step by step up the steps of the main hall.

Seeing that the steps have come to an end, the army of stone figurines in front of them is still continuous, and they are almost fighting against the central mausoleum with their backs.

Their spiritual power has been consumed a lot, and they will undoubtedly die if they continue like this.

Han Jiangchen was still wielding his sword to resist the group of stone soldiers, while Jiang Ling took this opportunity to turn around and quickly check the main hall behind him.

Sure enough, as the central area of ​​the entire spirit hall, there are also densely distributed spirit patterns on it.

In other words, this itself is also a defensive enchantment!

Although I don't know what will be inside and whether this enchantment can stop these crazy soldiers, but now, I can only gamble.

Jiang Ling made a decisive decision, concentrated all her spiritual power in front of her body fiercely, and then slammed on the door with all her strength, and with a bang, the door was actually knocked open!

The smell of dust came out through the door, and she glanced in as quickly as possible to confirm that there was no other threat, then turned her head and said to Han Jiangchen and Su Yuzhu behind: "Come in!"

At that time, Han Jiangchen had just finished exchanging a move with the leading Yin soldier, and chopped the rising stone man aside with his sword.

Hearing Jiang Ling's voice, without any hesitation, he made a feint to push back the Yin soldiers coming up, picked up Su Yuzhu on one side, turned around and ran towards this side.

At the same moment he stepped through the gate, Jiang Ling slammed the door shut again with quick eyes and hands, and poured all her spiritual power into the magic circle engraved on the four walls.

The brilliance of the technique shone brightly, and the entire main hall was immediately shrouded in dazzling golden lights. There was a faint banging sound outside the door, but it stopped after only a few knocks.

It seems that these Yin soldiers are also afraid of attacking the main hall. The guards can't pry their own hall, can they?

Safe for now.

Jiang Ling confirmed this, and then slumped on the ground, her face blushing and gasping for breath. Seeing this, Han Jiangchen hurriedly squatted beside her, opening his mouth to ask something.

"It's okay, it's just that the spiritual power is a little too much." Jiang Ling wiped off the sweat from her head, "Now think about how to deal with this situation, and how to find other people..."

As she spoke, she propped herself up on the ground and was about to stand up. But as soon as she raised her eyes, she froze.

In this magnificent inner hall, there is actually no luxurious decoration, only rows of wooden frames engraved with protective spells along the two sides. And on this shelf, there are no treasures and secret treasures. Instead, there are books.

To be precise, it is rows of bamboo slips and silk cotton.

During the Qin Dynasty, paper was not popularized yet, so these were the books of the Qin people at that time.

In other words, in this inner hall is a huge pre-Qin library!