"Qiye, be careful, the arrows are coming too frequently, don't take them head-on!" Yang Mi shouted anxiously from behind.

Lin Qiye was sweating profusely and snorted coldly: "Don't worry, it's not their turn to hurt me yet!"

His sword flashed, and he seemed to have transformed into a nimble black panther, deftly moving among the dark arrows. In an instant, several gusts of wind whistled past, shooting down five or six dark arrows in succession.

His movements were as fast as lightning, and none of his consecutive strikes missed the target.

At the same time, Wu Jing and Cheng Long were not far behind. They both took action and actually caught dozens of arrows shot from the side.

With the top master Lin Qiye in charge, even though the others have mediocre martial arts skills, they can still let go and use all their skills.

For a moment, there were flashes of swords and sabers, as if gods had descended to earth, strangling all the overwhelming underworld objects.

After a cup of tea, the dense rain of arrows gradually weakened and disappeared into the depths of the fog.

Lin Qiye finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to check on everyone.

"Is everyone okay? Is anyone injured?"

Although everyone was sweating profusely, they were not seriously injured and shook their heads to indicate.

Lin Qiye nodded and looked in the direction of the attack:
"This wave of attacks seems to be just a warning."

"Damn it! Who did this?!" Yang Mi felt scared, annoyed and afraid.

“Who else could it be? It must be the guardian of this imperial mausoleum. I’m afraid he doesn’t want us to go any deeper.” Lin Qiye said lightly.

"Guardians? Could they be those wandering souls?" Yang Mi was still frightened.

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Lin Qiye pondered for a moment, "According to the ancient system, the emperor's mausoleum is often fortified with layers of defense, and there will be heavy troops deployed in the middle. Among the guards of the mausoleum, there are naturally many trusted soldiers of the royal family. I just don't know how many dangers are ahead in this mysterious imperial mausoleum."

Everyone felt their scalps tingle and looked at each other in bewilderment.

The current situation is already precarious, and the road ahead is even more unknown and dangerous. If we are not careful, there will be no recovery.

Wu Jing stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Qiye, what should we do next? If we keep going like this, I'm afraid it will be dangerous. Should we..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Qiye waved his hand.

"It's too late to retreat now. Have you forgotten the black fog outside the ancient city? Once you enter the guard area, there is no turning back. The only way out is to move forward."

As he spoke, he placed his hand on the divine jade seal in his arms, and there seemed to be a throbbing sensation there:
"Besides, we have finally found this key. We are only one step away. How can we give up halfway? Only by solving the mystery of the gods and demons can we know some things about Jingjue!"

Lin Qiye's eyes were as bright as torches, faintly burning with a certain obsession.

Seeing him like this, Wu Jing and Cheng Long didn't know what to say and could only move on.

Yang Mi and Liu Xiannv had always obeyed Lin Qiye's orders, and now they followed him closely.

The group continued to grope forward in the black fog, feeling uneasy and as if they were walking on thin ice.

"Why do I have a bad feeling?" Fairy Liu turned pale and muttered to herself.

Not long after walking, Lin Qiye suddenly stopped and shouted, "Stop!"

Before he finished speaking, the ground in front of him exploded with a "boom" and countless huge caltrops gushed out from the ground!
The thorn was as thick as a bucket, covered with red rust, and its thorns were as sharp as swords.

"Shit! Another trap!"

"Oh my god. Is this thing poisoned?"

God knows what kind of evil ways people in this country of gods and demons have practiced. If you are not careful, you will end up capsizing in the ditch if you get hurt.

Lin Qiye's face also changed, obviously he had not expected this sudden mechanism.

Before he could react, the thorn array had already blocked his way. And to make matters worse, a muffled sound seemed to be heard from behind.

"Oh no, this is a trap!"

Wu Jing was horrified and pointed.

Behind the crowd, a large group of caltrops appeared out of nowhere, attacking them from both sides and surrounding them!
The originally wide bluestone alley instantly turned into a cage full of thorns. There were wails everywhere, and the cries shook the sky.

Lin Qiye was horrified and cried out "Oh no!" He tried his best to calm down and looked around, only to find that the situation was becoming more and more dangerous.

This ancient country of gods and demons is indeed as famous as it is said to be, full of traps and murderous intentions. If you are not careful, you will die here.

The most terrible thing was that this caltrop formation seemed to have a spirit and it slowly closed towards the middle following the movements of everyone!

If you continue like this, you will be stabbed to death in no time!

"Brother, what should we do now?"

Yang Mi was so frightened that even her voice was trembling.

"calm!"

Lin Qiye forced himself to remain calm and tightly grasped the black gold ancient knife in his hand.

"Everyone, don't panic. Give me some time. I will break the formation!"

For now, we can only try our best to save the situation.

"hiss!"

At this moment, a red thorn suddenly shot out from the side and almost pierced Cheng Long's elbow.

If Lin Qiye hadn't reacted incredibly quickly and cut it off with one knife, Cheng Long would have been in trouble by now.

"Qi Ye, this force is coming too fast, we can't hold on for much longer!" Cheng Long shouted.

Fairy Liu turned pale with fright, and Yang Mi was even more frightened.

Lin Qiye gritted his teeth, clasped his hands together, and actually made a "Ten Thousand Buddhas Pilgrimage" hand seal!

He flashed and rushed into the thorn array, shouting:

"The yin and yang of heaven and earth are intertwined, and all spirits are imprisoned in it! I will use the orthodox bloodline of Yanhuang to break your formation!"

There was a faint sound of metal and stone in the voice, like the roar of a dragon, echoing for a long time in the black fog, and actually added a bit of majesty.

At the same time, a golden light lit up from Lin Qiye's palm and instantly filled the entire thorn array!

Everyone present was horrified and looked at the scene in disbelief.

Under the cover of golden light, the caltrops seemed to be frightened and fell off one after another into the mud and sand.

What was even more surprising was that the formation that had been shrinking just now miraculously stopped at this moment!

It seemed as if there was a mysterious force, under the leadership of Lin Qiye, fighting against this evil mechanism.

"What on earth is going on?!" Fairy Liu was already stunned.

Wu Jing also had a stern expression: "Qi Ye, is he setting up a formation to break it? But I've never heard him say that he knows these Taoist techniques!"

Everyone didn't understand what was going on and could only watch Lin Qiye moving through the formation.

For a moment, golden light flashed and thorns flew everywhere.

Two completely different forces intertwined and collided wildly in the small space.

Sometimes the thorny formation gained the upper hand, forcing Lin Qiye to retreat again and again.

Sometimes, the golden light would become so bright that it would break the thorns one by one and make them fall apart.

Such a strange scene is simply unbelievable!
It is so breathtaking and dizzying.

After an unknown amount of time, with a deafening roar, the thorn array finally collapsed and turned into debris on the ground.

Lin Qiye was already sweating profusely and panting.

He put away his handprints, his face as pale as paper. (End of this chapter)