The moment Chen Zimeng entered the entrance of the cave, a sword was slashed out in his hand, and as he expected, there were people in the cave.

It was a man dressed in black, with a thin face and sharp eyes, and there were three other people, all of whom were rushing forward.

Chen Zimeng grabbed it, and then put it away, and a lot of sword qi floated up, turning into a sharp sword and stabbing out.

Without entanglement, after approaching the gate, Chen Zimeng quickly offered three lotus lanterns, and in the same way, countless spatial silk threads were possessed.

Four people killed, but a little slower.

As soon as the space was rolled, Chen Zimeng disappeared.

At the entrance of the cave outside, many monks came in, but the four people guarding the cave snorted coldly, and the long sword in their hands shone brightly, hanging in front of them, turning into countless lights and shadows, and in a single stab, the entrance of the cave was a blood red.

"That person just now, how could there be a lotus lantern, it seems that countless Tianjiao have never seen him. ”

"Maybe it's from a small tribe in the Southern Wilderness, come here for a chance, let him be! ”

Chen Zimeng stepped out, it was a stone road, the walls on both sides were inlaid with night pearls, and the stone road was deep and extended forward.

Chen Zimeng looked back, and there was a wall carved with a bird pattern, which should be the same as what he had seen outside.

Reaching out and caressing it, the walls were a little old, and when they touched it, they began to fall dust.

Taking out a sword, Chen Zimeng walked towards the depths of the stone road, and under the light of the night pearl, it looked a little deserted.

Chen Zimeng walked for a long time and came to a stone gate, which looked similar to the stone gate outside, but it was several times smaller.

Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand and pushed it away, squeaking.

The situation behind the door startled Chen Zimeng, it was a bottomless abyss, and it was extremely long.

Looking up, along the same height of the abyss, there were many such stone gates, some pushed open, some closed.

Looking down, deep and dark, braving the cold air, Chen Zimeng quickly retreated and pushed the stone gate again, because under the abyss, a breath faintly hooked the other side flower in his body, making him vigilant.

Chen Zimeng thought about it, after coming in, there was no one else, a stone road went straight forward, and finally came to the stone gate, and behind the stone gate was the abyss.

On the abyss, there are stone gates everywhere, and Chen Zimeng guessed that everyone who came in should have been teleported to a stone path, and eventually walked to this abyss.

No, the ancient emperor's tomb still needs to explore under the abyss, but not to mention the breath that attracts the flowers on the other side, the abyss doesn't know how deep and long, and if you go down rashly, the situation is unknown, and it is very dangerous.

Chen Zimeng pondered for a moment, stretched out his hand to touch the stone wall next to him, and pushed hard, except for some ash falling from the stone wall, there was no change at all.

The stone walls are hard and cannot be broken.

Chen Zimeng had no choice but to push open the stone door again, look into the abyss, and after a while, throw down a talisman.

The talisman slid down, but there was no movement, and Chen Zimeng sat on the edge of the abyss, his feet hanging down.

To jump or not to jump?

Before Chen Zimeng could make up his mind, suddenly a light came from under the abyss, Chen Zimeng looked down, fluttering, and a green lamp crossed by.

What made Chen Zimeng curious was that behind the green light, it was full, and it was neat, with four roads, like an army, crowding the entire abyssal road.

All are blue flame-like.

Chen Zimeng said secretly, ghost fire?

Chen Zimeng wanted to find out, but then he shook his head, his eyes continued to stare downward, and after the green light floated, the ghost fire also went away.

The last time Chen Zimeng saw it, it was extremely far away, about a bridge-like place, the green light was the first to disappear, and then all the ghost fires disappeared.

When the abyss below was as silent as death again, Chen Zimeng jumped down, and the long sword in his hand slid on the stone wall, the speed was not fast, but his ears were still full of wind.

Chen Zimeng slid for about half an hour, so long that when Chen Zimeng planned to go up and return to the stone path, he finally reached the bottom.

Feet hit the ground, and a chill came.

Chen Zimeng shivered, a little frightened, the monk avoided the cold and heat, this was the first time that Chen Zimeng had encountered such a cold place.

The abyss was extremely wide, and after walking along the front for a while, Chen Zimeng felt that he should go backwards.

On the ground around them, there would be one or two things that shimmered with a ghostly light from time to time, but they were extremely dim.

The ground was uneven, there were many strange rocks, Chen Zimeng walked a little hard, changed the direction, and continued to move forward.

About half an hour, Chen Zimeng encountered a green light, which was fluttering far away, coming this way.

After the green light, a large area of dark blue light, all of which were ghost fires, Chen Zimeng found a wide stone platform, jumped up, looked at it from a distance, and was extremely uneasy in his heart.

The green light was getting closer and closer, and Chen Zimeng clearly felt an extremely cold aura in his body, and a drop of cold sweat fell on his cheeks.

Flowers on the other side!

Chen Zimeng wanted to return along the rear, but the speed of the green light was far faster than he thought, and in just an instant, he was already close to him.

Then he saw that behind the green light, there were not only ghost fires, but also ghost soldiers wearing iron armor and holding spears.

The ghost soldier had no face, not even a head, and just a cluster of blue flames underneath his helmet.

The green light at the front is just a lantern, and the strange thing is that it is suspended in mid-air, leading the ghost soldiers behind it forward.

It's like patrolling.

Before Chen Zimeng could react, an extremely terrifying scream came from the green light, and the blue ghost fire of the ghost soldiers behind him shook, and the spears in their hands were erected.

Chen Zimeng shuddered and walked away, the ghost soldiers were silent, but they lined up and rushed forward.

Chen Zimeng swung his sword and collided with the spear of the first ghost soldier who rushed forward, but he was instantly frightened, and the power of the spear was terrifying.

Chen Zimeng's palms shook painfully, and there was a tingling sensation along the entire arm.

Not daring to stay, Chen Zimeng sacrificed a few talismans, a large flame rose in front of him, Chen Zimeng sacrificed a few more shadow talismans, and fled along the left side.

The ghost soldier stopped attacking, but he didn't leave there, staying where he was, seemingly unable to find his way. 135 Chinese

It was still the green light that roared, and the ghost soldiers began to run, where Chen Zimeng ran, where they chased.

Chen Zimeng had a big headache, he had never seen these ghost things, which really made him helpless, and he couldn't find a solution.

was caught up on the way, and Chen Zimeng fought hard with the ghost soldiers several times, but none of them benefited.

The ghost soldier didn't know anything, and there was no breath fluctuation on his body, and he responded to the iron armor and iron spear, attacking him, and he was not afraid of death.

Perhaps, they would have died.

Chen Zimeng jumped over a boulder and landed on an iron tree, and to his surprise, the tree was full of corpses.

Before he had time to check, the ghost soldier attacked again, and the spear in his hand rolled and smashed straight down.

Chen Zimeng jumped away, and the spear hit the iron tree, the iron tree did not shake for half a minute, and a huge trembling sound sounded, and all the corpses on the tree were shattered.

"Bang!"

Chen Zimeng frowned, his speed was getting faster and faster, and after about half a moment, the ghost soldiers behind him were still chasing, and he didn't have the slightest intention of giving up.

Soon, Chen Zimeng found that there was also a sound of fighting about a hundred zhang in front of him, a huge trilling sound and a lot of spear swings.

Chen Zimeng was secretly happy in his heart, it was the person who entered here before, and it seemed that he was also chased and killed by ghost soldiers.

Chen Zimeng swung a sword backwards, and the huge sword light illuminated the surroundings, and the iron armor on the ghost soldier's body reflected the sword light, and he was slashed in front of his chest by a sword.

But it didn't work at all.

Even the iron armor on his chest was undamaged, and the only thing that made Chen Zimeng's heart slightly calm was that being attacked at least slowed down the advance of the ghost soldiers.

Seizing this moment, Chen Zimeng rushed towards the fight in front of him, and it seemed that the people over there had also discovered the battle here and came towards this side.

The two approached, and then the sword light lit up, and they could see each other's faces clearly, and then a roar rang out.

"Chen Zimeng!"

Chen Zimeng smiled bitterly and pulled away, "Senior brother, I didn't expect to see you here, it's really fate!"

The person who came was none other than Zhang Qiancheng.

"Old thief Chen, suffer death!"

Zhang Qiancheng dreamed of killing Chen Zimeng, but he never expected to meet him here, and at this time, regardless of the spear stabbed by the ghost soldiers behind him, the long sword in his hand was unfurled, and he wanted to take Chen Zimeng's head.

Chen Zimeng was helpless, flicked a sword, and countless sword qi burst out, Chen Zimeng had broken through the late stage of foundation building, and once thought that he had surpassed Zhang Qiancheng.

But now that I saw it, Chen Zimeng was shocked, and Zhang Qiancheng's breath was obviously about to get married, which looked very sharp.

The two swords collided, and the sword qi slashed around, and the ghost soldiers attacked, and were swept away by the sword qi, and the speed slowed down a lot.

Chen Zimeng smiled bitterly, ran to the right, jumped out of the spears of the ghost soldiers who surrounded him, and quickly walked away along a boulder.

Zhang Qiancheng's eyes were a little red, and the ghost soldiers around him did not chase Chen Zimeng, but raised their weapons to attack him, and what made him angry was that Chen Zimeng ran away.

Roared, "Don't be afraid!"

Zhang Qiancheng flicked his sword, exerted force under his feet, and there were countless talismans around him, turning into a streamer of light, attacking the ghost soldiers around him.

Zhang Qiancheng took the opportunity to chase after Chen Zimeng, and for a while, the long sword in his hand trembled, full of killing intent.

Chen Zimeng jumped on a rock suspended in mid-air, kicked it with his strength, jumped towards the high place, looked back, and was horrified in his heart.

The ghost soldiers pounced, about dozens.

At the front of the ghost soldiers, Zhang Qiancheng jumped up and slashed with countless sword lights, accompanied by a natal flying sword called "Slash Meng".

Chen Zimeng spread his hands very calmly, even the beacon fire droplets spun, a smile flashed in his eyes, and Chen Zimeng waved his hand and pushed forward.

This is the first time since Zhongjiazhen that Chen Zimeng has used Lian Fenghuo.

There is no way, in the face of the sword cultivation's natal flying sword, how can an ordinary flying sword be able to compete?

Lian Fenghuo collided with Slash Meng, a huge trembling sound rang out, and with sparks, two flying swords bounced backwards.

Chen Zimeng spread his hand to hold Lian Fenghuo, and Zhang Qiancheng also reached out to grab Meng Meng, but unlike Chen Zimeng who jumped upward, Zhang Qiancheng turned around and resisted dozens of ghost soldiers who attacked.

"Senior brother, don't follow me. ”

Putting down a sentence, Chen Zimeng jumped away without looking back, the sword qi around Zhang Qiancheng was like a tide, pushing away, the iron armor on the ghost soldier was illuminated by the long sword in his hand, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, Zhang Qiancheng raised his sword and slashed at the ghost soldier.

"Chen Zimeng, don't think about running. ”

Under Zhang Qiancheng's sword aura, the ghost soldiers all fell to the ground in front of them, and for the first time, there were cracks in the iron armor on their bodies.

Zhang Qiancheng's speed was a little faster than the green light that kept floating around and roaring among the ghost soldiers, and quickly followed along the place where Chen Zimeng walked.

Chen Zimeng took off the sword glove, drank while walking, and waved his fingers again from time to time, and a long sword fell on the road, disappearing, waiting for someone to come.

Zhang Qiancheng followed from afar, there were no ghost soldiers behind him, the speed of the two was extremely fast, and the ghost soldiers were thrown away from afar.

Chen Zimeng turned his head and sighed.

"Senior brother, why bother?"

Zhang Qiancheng slashed out with a sword, and the flying sword on the road was smashed, and countless fragments fell, falling on the stone wall, clanging.

Zhang Qiancheng gritted his teeth, the frequency of swinging the long sword in his hand was almost at its peak, and the spiritual power in the dantian was consumed, if it was an ordinary monk, I am afraid that it would have already been exhausted.

It's a pity that he is Zhang Qiancheng.

Chen Zimeng went far away, not because he wanted to be fast, but because Zhang Qiancheng chased very tightly, and many times Chen Zimeng had to turn around and fight with Zhang Qiancheng.

Running forward at this time, Chen Zimeng was helpless in his heart, and sighed in his mouth.

"When the enemy meets, it's really red-eyed!"