In today's world, countries generally believe that the head of the Kasha terrorist organization is hiding in an oasis in the Sahara Desert, but because of the extremely harsh natural conditions here, not only desert storms, but also all kinds of poisonous insects and unknown dangers, the world police led by the United States have no choice but to let them go unpunished for many years.

The righteous people of mainstream society never dreamed that these cancers that plagued Africa were actually hiding in the dungeons below the desert.

Ye Fan walked through the shadows of the stone pillars, and saw many figures in black robes hurrying away, they had no guns on them, and they all wore a striking desert scimitar at their waists.

In this underground world hundreds of meters deep, huge vibrations will trigger terrifying interlocking reactions, which are very likely to bring devastating disasters to the dungeon, and any guns are forbidden to carry, and everything seems unusually quiet.

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

In the dimness, Ye Fan's extremely strong ear power captured the crisp sound of the water flowing, under this arid Sahara desert, there was still a water source?

Following the sound of his divine sense, his eyes shook for a moment!

It's not just water, it's just an underground lake! No, it's a sea!

In the direction of the other side of this huge dungeon, there is a pitch-black body of water, the waves are small, but the silence is terrifying!

This water is not ordinary lake water, sea water, nor underground water, but extremely rare black water!

In addition to the black color, compared with ordinary water, black water contains a large amount of yin and cold energy, but it will not be released into the air. A drop of black water is much cooler than the temperature of ice, it is one of the natural basic Five Elements refining materials, and it is also a necessary soft fodder for raising many ice spirit beasts.

On the earth, one or two drops of black water are extremely rare, and Ye Fan didn't expect that there was a huge ocean of black water here!

This unexpected discovery is really exciting.

Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh that he had come to the right place, to get rid of the tumor of Hasha, and by the way, he could also collect a large amount of black water, and this trip really made a lot of money.

He didn't stay any longer, and teleported directly to the heart of the Hasha Order, in a spacious temple hall in this dungeon!

The temple's huge stone doors are closed, and several steps are scattered, and the architectural art of the ancient Egyptians is perfectly presented here.

The top of the empty temple is twenty meters high, and the braziers on the pillars on both sides of the temple are burning with grease.

The platform above the steps is the place where the leaders of the Hasha organization gather, and a long table is full of black-robed and masked figures, facing the first place at the entrance of the main hall, is a strangely shaped throne, about three or four meters high, a pitch-black cobra sculpture, like a snake-shaped crown on the head of an Egyptian pharaoh!

Ye Fan appeared in the center of the hall, which immediately made the eyes of the high-level leaders of Hasha here full of fear, and they collectively stood up from their seats, but the figure sitting under the serpentine crown still maintained the calmness that the superior should have, and did not move.

With a glance, Ye Fan's gaze fell on the number one leader, and his eyes showed a bit of surprise.

Several Harsha leaders pointed at him and shouted, and someone pulled out Senran's scimitar from his waist!

The dignified Hassha organization was blatantly broken into, and this is still necessary?

The uninvited guest, who was exposed to everyone's noses, did not panic in the slightest, and walked up the steps to the platform of the main hall as if he were walking on the ground.

The leaders of the Hasha left their seats and stood up, and many of them drew their weapons.

The eyes of the number one leader under the black robe narrowed and narrowed, and the hand hidden under the robe moved slightly.

"Who are you?" asked a capable leader in a deep voice in English.

Because Ye Fan's appearance was too unbelievable, as if he appeared out of thin air, and there was no cover-up, which made them unclear about the situation.

This is the lost place of ancient Egypt, where the sun god was once enshrined in the temple, and gods such as Anubis, the god of the dead, and there is a subconscious awe of all kinds of mysterious phenomena, even these murderous Hasha leaders dare not take action lightly until they find out what is going on.

Ye Fan smiled slightly and answered his question with practical actions.

With a wave of golden sword light, the leader's body was split in two!

The rest of the people didn't see how he did it, only the result, and the fear spread like a bloody madness!

The higher the authority, the more afraid of death, and this truth is universally applicable to any kingdom and any race.

No one dared to speak again, the hands holding the scimitar were trembling, and the gloomy eyes were full of boundless fear as if they had seen the undead!

"It's time to put an end to what you're doing here. Ye Fan finally opened his mouth to say a word, and after this judgment sentence, another sword light swept by, and a head rolled on the table, and the black scarf spread out, revealing this person's hideous face.

"Seth, he's Seth!" someone shouted at the top of his voice, Seth is an evil god in ancient Egyptian mythology, in charge of killing, war, infinite power, and a ruthless temperament. Obviously, this guy regarded Ye Fan as an evil god who came into the world, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain the way and reason for his appearance anyway, such an understated killing method!

Ye Fan didn't bother to pay attention to this person's ghost howl, his palm moved slightly, and a large piece of sword qi slashed diagonally, cutting off the table, and slashing the heads of seven or eight leaders at the same time!

In the empty hall, in the blink of an eye, only the number one leader was still sitting on his throne, a pair of demonic eyes, silently fluttering.

"Why don't you run?" Ye Fan turned his head sideways and smiled faintly at him, this person was really not the head of an ordinary terrorist organization.

For the others, they are either scared to pee, or kneel down and beg for mercy, or rush around like headless flies. This man has always sat firmly above, faintly with an imperial demeanor, and he is not surprised.

A deep voice came from under the leader's mask: "Spare me, I will ransom you with a fortune beyond your imagination!"

"It's beyond imagination?how much?hundreds of millions?or billions?" Ye Fan smiled and shook his fingers: "Less than 10 billion, don't say it anymore." ”

"No, it's not money, it's your favorite thing!" the leader's eyes showed confidence.

"We, who are you talking about?" Ye Fan was full of interest.

"You Orientals ......" the head hesitated for a moment, and then added: "You Oriental ancients. ”

"Hmm, okay, where's the thing?" Ye Fan spread out his palms.

"Follow me!" the hand in the leader's sleeve shrunk and slowly rose from his throne, as if he had let his guard down.

Ye Fan secretly sneered, no matter what, he had to eradicate this person, even if he could take out the artifact, he wouldn't be able to escape death.

The leader walked down from the throne, didn't look at the dead bodies in that place, and took the lead in motioning for Ye Fan to follow him, and the two walked out from a passage above the platform, down the stone steps, left and right, until they came to a hidden location.

Here, it is actually a corner of the dungeon, connected to the vast black water, and there is a speedboat tied to the water.

The leader jumped on the speedboat without a sound, and Ye Fan also stood up, and he couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart, what the hell is this old guy doing?

Where is he going to take himself?