Chapter 33: The Night Attack (10)
When the blade was about to touch Ning Chen, Ning Chen suddenly lifted his demon form, instantly launched a low-level transformation technique, turned into a mosquito, and the Ten Thousand Demon Spear fell to the ground, and the "Click" bone knife slashed into the barrel of the Ten Thousand Demon Spear with great force, and sparks burst out like lightning. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Behind Ning Chen's flying knife bone demon, he lifted the transformation technique, and returned to his human form, he once again had infinite momentum, and slapped the bone demon's head, the fire flickered in the skull, rolling out on the ground, standing on the ground, the two dark blue fires were not extinguished, and the bone demon's body standing in front of Ning Chen instantly collapsed and turned into fragments, but the head knocked and jumped on the ground, and the bone fragments all over the ground began to buzz and vibrate again, Ning Chen's eyes quickly grabbed the ten thousand demon spear on the ground, and threw it over, The Ten Thousand Demon Spear pierced through the skull and nailed it to the ground with unmistakable accuracy, and the two beating flames slowly extinguished.
Ning Chen once again incarnated into a demon form, put away the Ten Thousand Demon Spear, and breathed a long sigh of relief, although this battle lasted for a short time, but he used a low-level hypnotic technique, two times of infinite strength and the last low-level transformation technique, now he only had a low-level hypnotic technique left in addition to the combat power of the demon form.
"Solved?" Xia Jiayi's position couldn't see Ning Chen's battle situation, she only heard the sound of "Qiang Qiang", every sound would make her heart lift, she was a little worried about the demon who saved her, because she had never seen such a handsome demon.
Ning Chen nodded, leaned down and picked up Xia Jiayi again.
As he walked through the corridor, Xia Jiayi's chin rested on Ning Chen's shoulder and asked, "My name is Xia Jiayi, what's your name?" ”
Ning Chen was silent for a moment and said, "Why do you need to know your name when you meet in Pingshui?" ”
"But, but I told you the name?" There was a trace of great grievance in Xia Jiayi's tone, and Ning Chen could almost think of Xia Jiayi pouting, tears flashing in his eyes.
Her tender hand clenched into a fist and gently hit Ning Chen's shoulder, and she said with a sigh of relief: "This is not fair. ”
Ning Chen suddenly remembered the giant painting hanging in the old man's house, signed by William Macbeth, and he said, "William Macbeth." ”
"William Macbeth?" Xia Jiayi said softly.
Ning Chen nodded.
"William Macbeth?"
Ning Chen nodded again.
"William Macbeth? Why do you ignore me? ”
Ning Chen took a deep breath, pushed open the black stone door, and said in a deep voice, "Miss Xia Jiayi, I nodded just now. ”
"But I can't see it on your back." Xia Jiayi said as a matter of course.
Ning Chen ignored her, walked up the steps, and when he passed the first cell, the white-bearded old man inside was still sitting motionless on the edge of the bed like a sculpture, even if Ning Chen passed by again, he didn't turn his head to take another look.
Ning Chen climbed to the next step, and Miko Chigoshi sat on the bed with her knees crossed, seeing Ning Chen's eyes cold.
"Miko!" Xia Jiayi raised her head and shouted in surprise.
Chigoshi Miko jumped off the bed violently, the chains rattled, she grabbed the railing, her pale face turned red with excitement, and she shouted, "Jiayi! ”
Ning Chen put Xia Jiayi down and said, "I sent you to your friend's side, you can stay with her." ”
After speaking, Ning Chen wanted to turn around and leave. The place before was dark, Xia Jiayi could only vaguely see Ning Chen's outline, but here there was a lot of light, Xia Jiayi's gaze moved down, covered his eyes, and said, "Why are you not wearing clothes?" ”
"My clothes shredded during the fight." Ning Chen touched his nose in embarrassment, turned around, and pointed his butt against Xia Jiayi.
"William Macbeth, can you get my friend out too?" Xia Jiayi asked softly.
"I don't like vampires, so let her stay inside."
Chiseshi Miko hurriedly said: "I know the way out, you let me out first, and we will leave together." ”
Ning Chen hated Chiseki Miko in his heart, and replied coldly: "I'm sorry, I can find a way out by myself." ”
As soon as the words fell, he strode away, regardless of Xia Jiayi's shouts, as soon as he walked to the last cell, he saw the white-bearded old man standing in front of the railing, he looked at Ning Chen with blazing eyes, and asked, "Are you William Macbeth?" ”
Ning Chen didn't answer him, he continued to ask, "Do you have a Ten Thousand Demon Spear?" ”
"How do you know?" Ning Chen was startled, and had a strange feeling.
"Hahaha!" The white-bearded old man let out a long laugh, his originally thin body gradually burst into muscles, and the chains on his hands and feet were all broken, and in a blink of an eye, he became a strong man with a height of two meters and a muscular body, but his head was still the same as before.
"Get out of the way." The white-bearded old man shouted, and Ning Chen was so frightened that he ran down and hid on the steps.
The white-bearded old man shouted, pushed flat with both palms, and the railing shattered to the ground, he stood on the platform, glanced at Ning Chen, and jumped down from the platform, like a gray lightning, shattering the stone door, and disappearing like the wind.
The old man must know something, and he may be able to find a way out with him. Ning Chen hurried down at the maximum speed and reached the fork in the road again.
I don't know if he walks to the left or right, there is a weird cold pool on the left, maybe there is another mystery, anyway, the road on the left is not dangerous, Ning Chen still decided to go over and take a look first.
But when I got to the cold pool, I found that the water in the cold pool was completely dry, and the bottom was a black hole that I couldn't see.
"Jump from here?" Ning Chen shook his head and denied his thoughts, he returned to the cave just now, and chose the right road.
The road on the right is a zigzag passage, the unknown red crystals inlaid on the walls on both sides emit a soft red light, Ning Chen took a few steps and suddenly opened up, the passage was open, three meters wide, but the ground along the way were scattered severed limbs and black blood that was still steaming.
Is it the demons in the steel helmets? It's just that the steel helmet shattered into pieces, and the demons became a mess of miserable flesh.
That old man is so domineering? Ning Chen gasped, the scene in front of him was too shocking, the closed passage three meters wide and four meters high was full of blood and minced meat, and it was simply a slaughterhouse.
Ning Chen forcibly endured his churning stomach and walked forward, he tried to carefully avoid the meat puree with his bare script, but the meat paste was spread all over the ground, like a carpet, until the end.
He summoned the Ten Thousand Demon Spear and continued to walk forward, and when he walked out a long way, he saw a person standing in the middle of the road, it was the red-haired Mo Ying.
"There are even helpers, and the altar was also destroyed by you?" Mo Ying's throat was like a stone, hoarse, and like a corpse crawling out of a cemetery, making Ning Chen creepy in a pile of corpses and a sea of blood.