Inside the Secret Passage!

Yechen suddenly stopped, turned his head suspiciously, looked behind him, and he seemed to hear a woman's voice, word by word, gritting his teeth, calling his name, which made him shudder. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Delusion, definite delusion!" Yechen retracted his gaze and ran again.

He wouldn't believe that a drop of spiritual liquid was so magical, that it could make a fierce beast get rid of its body and turn into a human in an instant, this kind of thing was unheard of, and it was impossible for it to happen.

The secret passage was empty and dim, and Yechen tried to slow down his steps as lightly as possible, but there was still the sound of trampling, and there was a strange horror.

At the same time, he was vigilant, worried that something would happen, and that the secret passage would be buried deep in the ground for an unknown number of years, and God knew what monsters it would bring.

Stomp, stomp!

Running and running, Yechen was suddenly startled, the footsteps were not right, it sounded like an echo, but it was inconsistent with his pace, the difference was too great, as if someone had been following him.

"Did you really give birth to some monster?" Yechen was suspicious, but ignored it and continued to run.

The wound on his back has not healed, the wound is still dripping blood, and the humidity here is too heavy, and the irritating wound is like a thousand ant bites, which is extremely uncomfortable.

So he didn't want to have an incident, even if there were really any monsters following him, as long as he didn't attack him, he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

He just wanted to get out of the secret passage and get out of here safely.

Stomp, stomp!

As time passed, Yechen found that the chaotic footsteps were even more dense, like a storm hitting the ground, very fast, and he couldn't help but speed up his steps.

Fortunately, the secret passage was less than a thousand feet, and the distance was not too far, and at his current speed, he could reach the end in a quarter of an hour.

"Huh?" A quarter of an hour later, Yechen's eyes froze, and there was a ghostly light flickering in the secret passage not far ahead, and he could vaguely feel a strange fluctuation, which was a fluctuation belonging to the formation.

Yechen was overjoyed in his heart, he had finally reached the end of the secret passage, and the fluctuations were very regular, obviously after so many years, the formation was still intact, and he should be able to teleport him out smoothly.

As for where the destination was, it was no longer something he should be concerned about at the moment, because he felt that an inexplicable aura was constantly approaching not far behind him, and he didn't need to think about it to know that the chaotic footsteps came from it.

Yechen didn't dare to look back, because the aura was very strong and extremely fast, and he might be able to catch up with him in the next moment.

"Chirp!" The misty butterfly also sensed the breath, and poked its head out from between the night's hair, trying to see what monster was following them, but in the next moment, it suddenly burrowed into the hair, and its body trembled, terrified to the extreme.

"Don't be afraid, let's get out of here!" Yechen soothed the Fog Butterfly, then jumped forward, resolutely crashing into the light curtain at the end of the secret passage.

That is the formation, which has been inherited for a long time, and the breath is mysterious, and it fits heaven and earth.

With a whoosh, white light erupted from above the light curtain, enveloping Yechen, and in the next moment, Yechen's figure disappeared from the secret passage.

"Roar!" At the moment when Yechen disappeared, a terrifying voice came from the secret passage, with a little regret and anger.

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As the sun sets, the autumn breeze is bleak, and the sunset is like blood, sweeping across the bleak sky and dyeing the sky red. A lone goose hovered over the barren forest full of corpses, looking indifferently and solemnly at the figures moving in the forest.

Mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, screaming again and again.

Running at the forefront was a middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance, wearing a piece of armor, medium height, dark skin, cold and fierce breath, and he was not an ordinary person at first glance.

At this time, his face was hideous, covered in blood, and the shield protecting his chest had been broken, and he was dirty and embarrassed.

Behind him, one left and one right, followed by two people.

The person on the left is powerful and tall, with a very burly figure, without a shirt, like a humanoid beast, with strong blood and energy, a long breath, and very strong, at least with the strength of the peak of the psychic realm.

On the right is a woman, wearing a pink palace dress, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, petite and lovely, but her aura is stronger, and she is the strongest of the three.

"Golden gun, falling geese, their target is me, cough cough ......"

The middle-aged man in armor suddenly stopped, coughed violently twice, and said, "You guys hurry up, it's important to protect Your Highness!" ”

The golden gun stopped, looked at the pursuers behind him, then turned his head, stared at the middle-aged man, and said seriously: "You are dead, he is a waste when he lives, so you can't die!" ”

The golden gun is holding a long spear, the gun is as its name suggests, the golden light is shining, the breath is violent, at first glance it is a peerless murder weapon, I don't know how many people have been killed.

His words were short, but they were loud and could not be refuted.

The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, and then looked at Zhong Luoyan, a woman in palace clothes, hoping that she could change her mind.

"I'm not leaving!"

Zhong Luoyan took a step forward, raised his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, and said playfully: "All I care about is you, what does it matter to me about the life and death of other people?" ”

"Why are you in trouble?"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and smoothed the hair that had fallen on Zhong Luoyan's forehead behind her ear, and said, "You are still young and should have a better future, why follow me, a dying man!" ”

Zhong Luoyan's face froze, and the hand that was about to be withdrawn was raised, and he slapped the middle-aged man in the face, and shouted: "The old lady will be responsible for you if she sleeps with you, don't talk about it useless, no matter what, the old lady will not die the ...... behind you."

At this time, Zhong Luoyan is like an angry little wild cat, scolding the middle-aged man, very strong, and her petite and lovely image is not at all consistent!

Even the unsmiling golden gun next to him opened his mouth and laughed silently, it was the first time he had seen a middle-aged man being scolded by others, and he was a woman, it was really rare to see in a hundred years.

If you let the people of the empire know, you don't know how many people's jaws will be shocked!

"When death is imminent, he still has the heart to flirt and scold, General Yang really impressed the old man!"

At the same time as the voice came, an obscene-looking old man flashed and appeared a foot away in front of the three of them, staring at Zhong Luoyan with his eyes, drooling, and said: "The old man should be strong, no worse than General Yang, Miss Zhong might as well follow the old man, the old man promises to let you sing every night and be happy for a lifetime." ”

As he spoke, the old man's eyes were fixed on Zhong Luoyan's chest, and his hands opened and closed involuntarily, with an obscene expression, which was simply the best among the hooligans

"Zuo Wuye, you are looking for death!" The middle-aged man took a step forward and stood in front of Zhong Luoyan, his eyes like a torch, exuding a terrifying aura all over his body, like a wild beast roaring.

"Hmph, a duplicitous old man, he says that on his lips, he is not reluctant to give up in his heart!"

Zhong Luoyan stared at the middle-aged man's back and glared at him fiercely, then she took a step, bypassed the middle-aged man, stood beside him, then raised her head, looked at Zuo Wuye, and said: "An old man with a silver gun and wax head also talks about men and women, no wonder you don't do it for life, it's really self-inflicted!" ”

"You're looking for death!" Zuo Wuye was furious and was exposed, which made him extremely angry.

With a bang, he took a step forward and shook a crack in the ground there with a kick, and the force was amazing.

He didn't make a move, waiting there for reinforcements.

He was very angry, but he still did not lose his calm judgment, which shows that this person's heart is extraordinary and terrifying.

The three middle-aged men did not speak, holding weapons, leaning together, forming a corner trend.

They sensed a breath approaching at a rapid pace, very strong, stronger than the three of them combined, terrifying.

"Today, the three of you will stay here!" Zuo Wuye spoke again, his tone cold.

He was very conceited and didn't take the three middle-aged men seriously at all, because soon, they would all be killed.

The autumn wind was wrenching, bloody and pungent, and the lonely goose in the sky had long since disappeared, only a few blood-red clouds were drifting, and the atmosphere was strange.

With a bang, a figure fell from the sky and landed in front of Zuo Wuye, where there was a boulder, which was directly shattered by him.

Compared with Zuo Wuye, his strength is greater and his strength is stronger.

"See Your Highness!" Seeing the visitor, Zuo Wuye hurriedly stepped forward to make a gesture, accompanied by a smiling face and a look of worship.

He can be said to be obscene, but he still respects the strong, especially the figure in front of him, whose strength is unfathomable, and he admires the five-body cast.

"Hmm!"

The figure nodded, then glanced at the three middle-aged men, and said with disdain: "These are those fish that caught the net?" It's too weak! ”

He had a hoarse voice and used a falsetto voice, apparently not wanting to be recognized.

The faces of the three middle-aged men changed slightly, they had tried their best to overestimate the strength of the person who came, but when he really appeared, they found that they still underestimated him.

This is a Royal Spirit Realm martial artist, his strength is unfathomable, and they are not capable of fighting at all.

For a moment, the three of them felt a sense of powerlessness.

"Yes!"

Zuo Wuye nodded, and said with some trepidation: "There are two others who have escaped, but the subordinates have already sent people to chase them, and I believe that they will definitely be killed." ”

"It's just a swarm of ants, and you can't make any waves!" The figure is very arrogant, and looks down on everyone at all, unless it is someone in the same realm as him.

There are ants under the spirit, and only when you really stand at this height will you understand the deep meaning of seeing the mountains at a glance.

So he didn't care about the two who ran away, because he was strong enough to raise his hand to suppress them, and there was no need to be angry about such a trivial matter.

"Are you committing suicide, or are you going to let the old man do it!" The figure put his hands behind his back, his tone hoarse and cold.

As he spoke, he took a step forward, and the gray spiritual power broke out of his body, and the momentum belonging to the powerhouse of the Imperial Spirit Realm pressed towards the three middle-aged men without reservation.

"Poof!" The middle-aged man's chest was tight, and he immediately vomited blood, if it wasn't for Zhong Luoyan to support him in time, he might have knelt on the ground.

The martial artist of the Imperial Spirit Realm is too strong, just to release the coercion, he can't bear it, it's too terrifying.

While!

Golden Gun held the gun in both hands, his face was pale, his breath was short, and he was also unable to resist the coercion of the figure.

"I know you!"

Zhong Luoyan's face was gloomy, her eyes were sharp, she took a step forward, blocked in front of the middle-aged man and the golden gun, and said, "You are the black-clothed palace envoy, I didn't expect ......"

With a bang, before she finished speaking, the black-clothed palace envoy suddenly burst out, pinching the sword trick in his hand, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and he slashed at the three of them in the air.

He shot ruthlessly, without reservation, and tried to kill three people with one blow.

"People who talk a lot often have a short life!" The black-clothed palace envoy's tone was cold, Zhong Luoyan guessed his identity, he absolutely couldn't let her leave alive, even if she was allowed to live for a moment longer.

But the next moment, his face changed slightly, and a white light came from a distance at an extremely fast speed, almost reaching the speed of light, and he didn't even have time to react before he was hit head-on by the white light.

The speed of the white light was too fast, and it hit him like a mountain smashing into the sky, and the force was unimaginably strong.

With a bang, he flew straight upside down, bleeding from his mouth and nose, his chest was stuffy, and even a few ribs were broken.

In an instant, the black-clothed palace envoy was hit hard.

At the same time, the sword qi that filled the sky disappeared in an instant.

The sudden change made the three middle-aged men stunned, and even more shocked Zuo Wuye on the side and almost dropped his eyeballs, the change was too fast, and they were all a little bored.

"Finally stopped!"