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Liu 18 and his entourage arrived at an unknown space underground......

There's a high-speed train parked on a not-so-dark platform, with parallel tracks leading to a more remote tunnel that is even darker......

The train, I don't know what year and month it was built, is full of rust on the outside!

The only thing everyone can be sure of is that this is a high-speed train, and it is genuine!

"Get on board!"

Liu Eighteen waved his hand, he had nothing else to say, and then turned his head to look at the old driver who was supported by Qin Da and Solanta.

The old driver's face was pale and his steps were vain, this time he escaped death, he was infused with a dose of genetic enhancement solution, which miraculously stimulated his physiological potential and turned back to the world again!

Loneliness and surprise alternated on the face of the old driver at the same time, and he didn't know whether to be happy or regretful in his heart!

"Old driver, no one can start this thing except you. ”

Liu Shibai glared at the weak Tom Chen, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Leave it to me! Just let Soranta be my assistant. ”

The old driver nodded, of course he was responsible for this job.

Liu Shibai nodded and smiled faintly, but secretly praised himself in his heart: The quiet sycophant kung fu is getting more and more refined......

"Woo! boom......"

Ten minutes later, in the underground tunnel, a rusty high-speed train slowly moved its body with a loud roar.

Like a bolt of lightning, the train rushed towards the dark tunnel in the distance, and disappeared in a short time......

At the same time, on the ground of the old crow's mouth, the duel between Tongtian and Hongjun has also come to an end......

……………………

Hongjun looked cautiously and solemnly, step by step towards the Tongtian Sect Master who was oppressed by himself!

Today's Tongtian is definitely different from the past!

The soil on the ground had become unusually fluffy from the previous battle, and every step the Babel Sect Master took left a pair of deep footprints.

The footprints represent a certain level of profundity......

Because of the Tongtian Sect Master, the depth of the footprints before stepping on the ground, each pair is exactly the same.

The distance between each step can be calculated in millimeters, and the precise gap also represents the deeper realm in the eyes.

Hongjun's eyes were solemn, even frozen......

The Tongtian Sect Master looked rough, his steps were elegant, and his eyes were full of smiles. Although it seems to be careless, in fact, it secretly stimulates all its potential.

His hands and feet are basically summarized and fine-tuned, and every step is taken, and there will never be a single gap, which is a kind of oppression or voice first......

Because, the Tongtian Sect Master himself knew that his strength was too far behind, and all he wanted was to delay a little longer......

When his strength and potential are pushed to the peak, and his body is stretched to the peak, he will stop and fight to the death with Hongjun, and win or lose with one move!

That's the end of my life......

At the moment after that move, one of the two of him and Hongjun must have also come to an end in his life!

The Tongtian Sect Master knew his strength very well, and he believed that Hongjun would not be too far behind!

At the end is the destination of life!

In fact, he was not afraid of death, but he had no choice.

The landscape ditch is a mess around the old crow's mouth, and there is a trace of residual sun hanging in the far sky.

The remnant sun is like blood!

"That's where I be?"

Tongtian turned his head, looked at the bloody remnant sun from afar, and smiled faintly.

Hongjun's pupils shrank, and his fists clenched!

"Drink!"

The Tongtian Sect Master snorted coldly, his chest was full of depression, and his steps became faster and faster.

The footprints left by those steps became fainter and fainter, revealing that the limbs of the Tongtian Sect Master were gradually reaching their peak state.

Perhaps, it will only last for a second, who knows?

………………

On the other side, Hongjun's gaze also moved to the distance, and the distant ones were like blood remnants......

"Whew!"

A demonic wind blew strangely, rolling up the dust.

"Zhu Xian!"

Tongtian burst out two words with a smile in his mouth.

The four swords are fierce, and the heavens and the earth are full of slaughter......

Hongjun backhanded, and also pulled out a bland sword from his back.

The sword was black, and Hongjun's gaze did not leave the Tongtian Sect Master's body, where four swords were spinning......

The four swords of the immortals will kill all the immortals.

He knew how terrible these four swords were!