Beneath the surface of the Zongyun Mountain Range, extending more than 100,000 kilometers downward, a vast underground world will appear.

The diameter of the Earth is less than 13,000 kilometers. When Xiao Nan came to this magical place, his nerves had adapted to all kinds of miracles, but if he knew that there was a vast world hundreds of thousands of kilometers underground, he would definitely be content with his insignificance and would not be involved in these too large power rivalries.

But he has already led the Demon Army to destroy nearly 600,000 evil spirits, and if he stops now, it will still be easy to live the life he wants.

There are mountains and rivers in this world for him to travel. He has survived the most difficult decades, not to mention that he has mixed to the point where others are out of reach.

There are those who are envious and those who are jealous, but they only feel that heaven is unfair, and they only give him so much good luck.

And only Xiao Nan understands that this has little direct relationship with luck, and most of it has to do with the world he comes from.

A large part of the reason why he can be different and superior to ordinary people in this magical world is due to his optimized genes in the technological world, as well as the logical thinking ability that has been refined by countless generations of earth civilization.

Of course, it can't be said that there is no luck god in it, and when he comes to this strange realm, it is inevitable to hit a wall, and he even jumped over the cliff a few times. Many times he escaped death from the line of life and death, which made his subconscious indifferent to danger.

People can predict some things that may happen in the future, and they can judge the pros and cons, and then make a choice of whether to do or stop.

For those that are unpredictable, or even hidden and unexpected, they can only be carried out according to their own minds and the inertia that events have already generated.

This is an adventure, Xiao Nan has experienced many adventures, both voluntarily and forced, and what makes him confident is that he can successfully reach the other side every time he goes on an adventure.

But the danger of building a demon army to fight against the evil spirit army, if he understands the power, even if he understands one-tenth of it, he will resolutely run as far as he can, there are far places in this world, but unfortunately he doesn't understand the power.

Somewhere in the Zongyun Mountain Range, more than 100 black-shirted people also covered their faces with black gauze, and their hearts were like lost dogs.

"What shall we say then, Master?" one of the thin men asked a man of medium stature in front of him.

"What else can you say? defeat is defeat, in fact, we don't say it, the hall master has already gotten the news, let's tell the truth. ”

"That'...... That....... The thin man trembled.

"What is that? Whipping can't kill people, who let us have bad luck to besiege Ikeda Castle and encounter such a damn army...... , Hey, if you go to Ningcheng, how can such a thing happen!" The man who was called the altar master slammed his right hand into his left palm.

The hundreds of people around him were all dejected, but their eyes were full of pain.

After a while, the altar master suddenly took out a jade plaque carved with strange runes, and the spiritual power was poured in, only to hear a buzzing sound, and all the hundreds of people in the field disappeared, only a dense small point of light flashed away.

Nearly 10,000 miles underground, in a barren place with a radius of hundreds of miles, there is a city in the middle, the buildings in the city are all made of bluestone, and the spacious streets are also the same.

If you look up, there is no blue sky, no starry sky, only a blue-black dome a few miles away.

Every few hundred meters apart, there will be a cone-shaped metal body, tens of meters high, the lower end of which goes straight into the ground, while the opening above is more than five meters in diameter, but it never stops burning

Like a giant torch.

At this time, a man in a white robe hurried through several porches and walked quickly into a room, which was neither big nor small.

The white-robed man looked around the room for a moment, and then silently walked to the chair on the side and sat down.

A string of soft footsteps came from the inner door of the room, and then a plump woman of young age stepped out.

"It turned out to be the master of the Qian Hall, please wait, the son will come out immediately. ”

This white-robed man is none other than Qian Yuehai, twenty years ago, after the Xuanling Sect contacted the master of this dungeon, they reached an alliance, and sent 10,000 disciples into this dungeon.

He Qian Yuehai took the initiative to invite Ying, and followed the 10,000 disciples to join this underground force, and a few years later, he was good at franchising, and he achieved the position of hall master.

Looking at the half-clothed woman, Qian Yuehai's gaze was a little dull, but it was only an instant, he pursed his lips and smiled toothily: "Miss Hongying, how is Gongzi Zhuge lately?"

The woman called Hongying, whose waist was like a willow, swayed to the long couch of the main seat and sat down, "Childe's condition is excellent, and it will get better and better, Master Qian, are you here to spread some news?"

Qian Yuehai coughed twice, stroked his head and sighed: "There are a few things that need to be reported to Zhuge Gongzi." ”

Hongying squinted her eyes and sighed, "It seems that what you have reported to Childe will not be a happy thing." ”

"What's the matter?" a voice came from the inner door.

Qian Yuehai hurriedly got up and saluted respectfully: "Master Zhuge ." He looked up at the approaching man.

He was as pale as paper, with no eyelashes and eyebrows, and his head was almost bare, with only a few strands of dry gray hair scattered.

He sat down slowly, leaned on Hongying's chest, stretched out a miserable white hand, and grasped through the woman's shirt, and the woman's face was gentle, as if she was holding a baby, caressing his cheek.

"Childe, are you full?" she said, then took out an embroidered handkerchief and wiped the red liquid around his lips for him.

"After eating half full, I heard that there were people outside, so I came out first. Zhuge Gongzi replied lazily.

This person is no one else, it is Zhuge An, who was killed by Xiao Nan twenty years ago, he died twenty years ago, yes, he is indeed dead.

Now he is not alive, he can only be regarded as a living dead, and the reason why he became like this is also because of the alliance between the Xuanling Sect and this dungeon.

After the death of this Zhuge An, if he is buried immediately, there will be no Zhuge An who is not like a human and a ghost like a ghost.

His dead body was temporarily preserved by his mother, and more than a month later, the people of the dungeon used witchcraft to resurrect his brain.

His consciousness was there, but his body was difficult to maintain his vitality normally, and he needed to suck the blood of cultivators every day, otherwise his body would festering and decaying in less than ten days.

"Zhuge Gongzi's physical condition is really better than before, which is gratifying. ”

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, sit down, what's the matter, tell me quickly. ”

Qian Yuehai didn't dare to sit down, and said in a deep voice: "Childe, my subordinates are incompetent, and Ikeda City has been defeated." ”

Zhuge An's languishing eyes opened, as if he was talking to himself, "So fast?" and then looked sideways, and a pair of pale eyes made Qian Yuehai's heart tremble.

Zhuge An licked his lips, made a sticky sound, and continued: "Failure is sure to fail, but I didn't expect it to be so fast, it's nothing, and I don't know what the situation is on Ning Cheng's side." ”

"It's normal over there in Ningcheng. Qian Yuehai used the word normal, and then his heart was messy for a while, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Seeing his trance-like expression, Zhuge An asked a little hoarsely, "Are you done talking?"

Qian Yuehai's eyes widened, he suddenly knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth, and said sadly: "Childe, your subordinates should die, the matter of Ikeda City, your subordinates dare not hide Childe." ”

"Say!" Zhuge An spit out a word impatiently, and his hand was also exerting force at the same time, but the woman who was in the ring did not show the slightest expression of pain.

"Childe, in these two rounds of fighting, it was not against the defenders of Ikeda Castle, but against a team that suddenly came, and there were only a few thousand people. ”

"What? thousands, how many evil spirits do we have?"

"Nearly six hundred thousand. ”

"How many of them were killed?"

"Dozens. After Qian Yuehai answered these words, he closed his eyes tightly.

There was a deathly silence, Zhuge An's hand that had reached into the woman's clothes was slowly withdrawn, his fingers were already stained red by the woman's blood, and he squirmed his fingers in front of his eyes as if he admired the most beautiful things.

"Go on. Zhuge An said coldly.

Qian Yuehai opened his eyes and looked at him calmly, "We caught a few spies who came out to patrol from Ikeda City, and under torture, we learned that the team is called the Demon Suppression Army, which is a team of the three major sects together, and their magic realm is also very ordinary, but their combat methods and specialness are simply impeccable." ”

Zhuge An admired the blood on his fingers that was as bright as a rose, and his heart seemed to be soothed, he stretched out his yellow and white tongue, and began to lick ~ lick ~ suck ~ suck.

"Childe, the leaders of that team ....... ”

Qian Yuehai frowned when he said this, but he didn't say anything further.

"Which ones?" he finally sucked~ and sucked clean, and put his hand into Hongying's shirt again.

"There are Miss Lu, Miss Wei, Miss Xun, and Han Yusheng. ”

The laughter of "quack" suddenly burst out of his throat, and his hand was extremely hard, Hongying's body shook, but his face was still extremely warm.

But Qian Yuehai's forehead had already penetrated fine beads of sweat, and his back was already soaked.

"Childe, there is one more. ”

"Who? I don't have much patience when you finish it in one breath. ”

"And Xiao Nan. ”

"What?"

"It's him, he's still the leader of this team. ”

"Ah!" With a roar, Zhuge An stood up, holding a piece of flesh and blood in one hand, the blood dripped to the ground, and the woman's sweat was low, and the couch she was sitting on was already dark red, but her face was still warm and warm.

Qian Yuehai was kneeling on the ground, but at this time he was already sitting on his thighs, trembling all over.

After a while, he said with a crying voice: "Childe, in fact, I have already gotten the news from the disciples of the Xuanling Sect, and I know that Xiao Nan has returned to Jingcheng, but the sect master ordered everyone not to spread this matter to your ears, for fear that you will be in a hurry." ”

There was another "quack" strange laugh, and when the laughter stopped abruptly, Zhuge An finally regained his composure, and he turned his head to Hongying and said, "You go in and rest." ”

Hongying got up with a smile like a flower, walked to the inner room, looked at the blood flowing down her clothes on her waist, Zhuge An stretched out his hand to his lips in a daze.