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It seems like a long time has passed.

The sky was extremely clear, but it was as black as ink, and the stars were flickering endlessly, and the occasional meteor pierced the night sky, with a bright tail, fleeting.

The terrible chirping of insects is endless, the cold night wind whines, and the shaking leaves rattle.

It was a dead silence, eerie.

"Hoo ......"

The dragon let out a cloudy breath, blinked heavily, and sat up on the ground.

As soon as he sat up straight, a scroll rolled down his chest and slowly unfolded.

"There really is a painting, but what does it mean?" The dragon madness stared at it, frowning, very confused.

He thought that what had happened before was just an illusory dream.

I didn't think it was a real experience.

On the scroll, a white-robed man is depicted standing in a small forest, holding a wooden knife and slashing at the huge Xuanjin Iron.

On the surrounding trees, golden-feathered pearl birds stroll leisurely.

"The wooden knife, condensed with spiritual power, may be able to cut through the Xuanjin Iron ......"

"Golden Feather Pearl Bird? The most timid birds......"

"Could it be...... Scary with a sound? ”

After a long time, Long Mad still couldn't understand what the meaning of this painting was.

He was about to recall the experience and find a clue, but to his surprise, his previous memories were blurred.

I just vaguely remember that Jin Jia's middle-aged age asked him to follow this painting, study diligently, and get rid of the "stinky problem......

"Stinky ......"

"What's wrong with me?"

After pondering for a moment, Long Mad still didn't know why, so he could only shake his head and smile bitterly: "Forget it, let's refer to it in the future." ”

He rolled up the scroll and put it in the storage ring, then looked left and right as he walked towards the green dragon meditating.

"Childe, I've been enlightened for a long time, but I haven't been able to comprehend this knife." Sensing that he was coming, Qinglong opened his eyes, his face quite ashamed.

Hearing this, the dragon turned his head wildly and stared at the mural that Qinglong had said.

In the mural, the middle-aged man in Jin Jia stood on the ground, facing several strange black-robed monks who fell from the sky, and did not dodge, but stabbed him straight from the bottom up.

It seems that the speed of the knife is slightly slow.

"Where do I seem to have seen this trick? I have also done it. ”

The dragon maniac withdrew his gaze and pursed his mouth, his eyes rolling slightly, carefully searching for the memory.

Three quarters of an hour later, he smiled faintly, condensed the spirit yuan power in his right hand, and then used his hand as a knife, stabbing diagonally upward.

"Sneer......"

The move was quite slow, but it instantly struck out several sword shadows, and the red sword light bloomed like a brilliant firework.

This trick was learned from the sword spirit.

At the beginning, when the dragon madness and the Red Flame Dapeng Bird were fighting, they used to do it.

"I see! Thank you Childe, thank you Childe ......"

Qinglong pondered and meditated for a long time, but he still didn't know it, and after seeing him perform it in person, he suddenly realized it and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Knife Spirit... Jin Jia middle-aged ......

What exactly is the relationship between the two?

The dragon madness looked up at the starry sky with his hands behind his back, and his heart was full of thoughts, but he didn't hear the voice of the green dragon at all.

Suddenly, he felt that the middle-aged back of the golden armor seemed to be somewhat similar to the sword spirit of the mad god's holy sword.

Especially the sword spirit I encountered when I was drunk last time.

However, the Blade Spirit is nothing more than an illusion, more like a piercing metal statue with no emotion.

How can there be similarities? Absurd......

Thinking of this, the dragon shook his head and smiled, and said to Qinglong: "Let's go, it's been a few days, it's time to find the Mad God Punishment Holy Knife." ”

Patronizing the sword intent, he almost forgot the true purpose of coming here.

"Okay."

The green dragon jumped to his feet and walked side by side with him with a happy smile.

……

At the top of the altar is a small platform ten zhang square, glowing with a faint blue light under the light of the cold starlight.

At this time, the Mad God Punishment Knife was inserted upright on a circular stone platform.

"Back to ......"

Before the dragon could summon it, the circular stone platform slowly descended, and disappeared on the ground with the mad god sword of the holy sword.

"Boom ......"

At the same time, the entire altar shook, and the platform at the top slowly recessed.

The sudden mutation made the dragon mad frightened, and hurriedly jumped up in the air with the green dragon, standing in mid-air and looking vigilantly.

Half an hour later, the platform was gone.

A winding underground passage suddenly appeared, dark and gloomy, and it was impossible to know where it led.

"Let's go, follow me, be careful." The dragon hesitated for a moment, recalling the Sky Breaker Bead that was playing on the side, and then slowly landed on the underground passage.

"Hmm."

Qinglong nodded, and also fell, holding the keel twin knives tightly, and walked backwards with great vigilance.

The underground passage was pitch black, and there was some sort of prohibition in place.

Even if the dragon madness exudes the power of the primordial gods, the places that can be explored are only within three feet of the body.

Not only that, but he tried it and found that he couldn't fly in the air.

Therefore, he faintly felt that there was a pair of invisible hands secretly controlling all this, using the Mad God Punishment Knife as a bait to lure himself step by step towards a desperate situation.

But knowing this, he still had no choice.

Because, the Mad God Punishment Knife is his greatest reliance, and there is no room for failure.

In the infinite darkness, time passes quietly.

I don't know how long it took, but the two still didn't make it to the end of the underground passage.

Moreover, an invisible huge pressure continued to hit from all directions, making the two of them tired.

"Whew... Whew..."

The sound of Qinglong's rapid breathing was extremely abrupt in the dead space.

"Take a break and recuperate."

The dragon madness was also exhausted, so he slowly stopped, took out the Nine Turns Returning Yang Pill, and handed one of them to Qinglong.

Knowing what danger they would encounter, the duo had to keep their bodies and minds in tip-top condition.

Otherwise, the situation will be even more difficult.

"Whew...... Good. Qinglong took the pill, then raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his face, meditated cross-legged, and recovered as soon as possible.

Fortunately, the aura in the underground passage is quite pure and rich.

However, it wasn't long before there was a faint sound of rock cracking from above.

The dragon madness was awakened by the crisp sound, and as soon as he opened his eyes, a puff of dust the size of a grain of sand rushed to his face.

"Oh no, run, the underpass is going to collapse." He was startled, jumped up suddenly, and hurriedly woke up Qinglong.

Before the words fell, the sound of the rock shattering was close at hand.

Hearing the exclamation, the green dragon suddenly woke up, and together with the dragon madness, galloped down like an arrow from the string.

"Puff ......"

However, the underpass was collapsing faster and faster, and as soon as the toes of the hind feet left the ground, the stone steps behind them were shattered.

In the face of danger, the potential of the two was fully stimulated, and the underground passage winded like lightning.

For a while, the sound of footsteps and rock cracking came and went.

After galloping wildly for a long time, the dragon madness became more and more anxious.

This underground passage seems to have no end, and once the two of them lose their physical strength, they will sooner or later fall into the endless darkness.

After a few more moments, a faint light appeared not far away.

"There's an exit over there, jump over there." The dragon frenzied his gaze and found that the light was a square exit.

In a desperate situation, he couldn't help but smile.

Qinglong raised his eyes to look, then gritted his teeth and leaped forward, and after landing on the ground, he suddenly bent his knees and catapulted towards the light.

However, he ran all the way, his physical strength was exhausted, and he lacked the strength to reach the exit.

At this moment, the dragon leaped wildly, gently pressed his right hand against his lower back, slightly bent his elbow, and then thrust him into the light.

However, due to the force of the recoil, the dragon's body stagnated, and the momentum of the forward rush became slower and slower.

In addition, there is no way to fly in the underground passage, and there is no way to use the strength under your feet.

In the blink of an eye, he had fallen backwards.

When he was about to enter the exit, Qinglong looked back, but found that there was no dragon madness, and he was immediately grief-stricken, and shouted heartbreakingly: "Childe......"