In another part of the castle, An Zimo and Zhan Qing came to the living room, and as soon as they sat down on the chairs, there were four sturdy red-clothed warriors who surrounded them from somewhere.

The four samurai were silent, walked quickly to the two of them, each held one of their arms, and set up the two of them as if they were prisoners, "Hey! What do you guys do here? Zhan Qing said angrily, "We are the guests of your Royal Highness King Nara!" He roared and struggled hard, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape the restraints of the two samurai.

An Zimo looked calm, he didn't resist, he was held by two warriors, he shook his head at Zhanqing, and Zhanqing stopped, but his face was full of questions.

The four samurai carried the two of them to the back hall, along the way was a relatively dark corridor, the corridor was quiet and silent, full of the breath of death, An Zimo still remained calm, carefully observing every place he walked through, but Zhan Qing couldn't hold back his anger, although he was escorted by two powerful samurai, but his legs kept kicking the samurai's body, but the two samurai didn't seem to take his attack to heart at all, and walked forward on their own.

"This is actually a labyrinth," An Zimo secretly pondered in his heart, "What is the intention of King Naluo to ask them to escort us here?" Isn't Mu Yun very dangerous now? The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and he couldn't help but start to get nervous, he wasn't afraid of death, but afraid that Mu Yun would be hurt.

An Zimo just wanted to accumulate strength, but found that two extremely strong forces suddenly came from his two arms, restricting his meridians, and the spiritual power up and down his body could not be used.

"Boom!" With a bang, a stone wall at the end of the corridor suddenly opened up, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen, but a faint terrible howl came from within, the same sound as the wraiths in the lava sea.

The four samurai walked forward with the two of them, their steps speeding up, and at the same time, the strength transmitted into the two of them also increased a lot, as if they were afraid that the two of them would break free.

An Zimo's eyes were cold, and he secretly made a decision in his heart, only to see that an egg-sized white light suddenly overflowed from his chest, and a trace of blood slowly surged in the center of the light group, and after he sneered, the light group suddenly burst open, and a dazzling white light suddenly filled the entire dark corridor.

"Ahh After the four warriors were irradiated by this sudden light, they suddenly felt their eyes tingle, and one of them let go of An Zimo and Zhan Qing carelessly.

"Kill them!" An Zimo shouted at Zhan Qing, and when he spoke, it seemed that there was some liquid squirting sound in his mouth.

Zhan Qing felt the pressure on his body loosen, and when he looked back, he slammed at the two samurai beside him, "Boom! There were two explosions, and the two warriors were hit in the face by the battle engine, and they were immediately beaten to the ground covered in blood.

"I'm getting better!" Zhan Qing stood in place, looking at his fist with delight.

"Quick! And two more! An Zimo's voice began to become weak.

Zhan Qing was stunned, and attacked the two warriors beside An Zimo, but at this time, the two warriors had already recovered their strength, they opened their arms at the same time, and a powerful momentum suddenly surged towards Zhan Qing, and Zhan Qing immediately collapsed like a deflated ball.

"I can't do it!" One of the samurai shouted angrily, "Dare to go wild when you are dying!" As he spoke, he picked up An Zimo, who was already dying, and another warrior stepped forward and grabbed the paralyzed battle engine in his hand, An Zimo smiled bitterly and closed his eyes helplessly.

"Bang bang!" At this moment, two muffled sounds suddenly came from the bodies of the two warriors, and then they saw the two of them standing motionless in place, Zhan Qing's eyes flashed, and a girl in red appeared in shape, her eyes scanned An Zimo's face, and there was a trace of worry on her pretty face.