Chapter Forty-Eight: The Black Brick Secret Room

The formation was unstable, and Nie Fan avoided those terrifying sword qi with extreme speed, rushing forward like lightning.

"Huh?" While galloping, Nie Fan found that the two discs on the ground were still flowing with white mist, Nie Fan immediately remembered the scene he saw last night, and his heart moved, and he put the ancient disc into the ring in a flash.

Nie Fan galloped all the way, and all under his feet were piles of white bones, messy clothes, and some rusty weapons.

Along the way, Nie Fan could see some footprints, and after careful identification, Nie Fan found that four people had entered here in front of him.

Nie Fan's body is like the wind, and he didn't forget to do something on the road, if there is a descendant, he will know immediately.

Drink!

Ha!

Two loud roars came from the depths of the black brick passage, a domineering majesty surging and agitating, and a hoarse roar was piercing and rolling.

Nie Fan's expression was cold, this is not something that can be exuded by one person, but any of them is not something that he can compete with now.

Nie Fan's speed did not stop, dodging the sword qi that suddenly appeared from time to time around him. As he moved forward, the sense of crisis became heavier and heavier, pressing on his heart, and he felt a sword intent, full of killing aura.

The more Nie Fan moved forward, the more solemn his face became, he saw a lot of killing formations against mortals and monks, but none of them were launched, like a dead thing, letting him move forward.

This is not the destruction of people, but the depths of this black brick, where the owner of the secret land deliberately let go and lure them deeper.

"What the hell is he trying to do?" Nie Fan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his face was calm, and he continued to dodge the ubiquitous terrifying sword qi, and his body was like a black streamer, speeding along the black brick passage.

Nie Fan kept moving forward, and there were fewer and fewer corpses under his feet, and he couldn't even see one for a long time.

"I'll be afraid of you if you're not injured, but you're so badly injured, since you're here, stay here." As we got closer, the sound from the depths of the black bricks was faintly audible, but suddenly, a hoarse shrill sound like metal grinding came from the ubiquitous black bricks.

Nie Fan was suddenly shocked in his heart, he felt that the crisis that had always been with him in his heart came from here: the owner of the metal sound!

Nie Fan suppressed his heartbeat, and the speed under his feet suddenly accelerated.

The cold aura of the forest continued to worsen, making Nie Fan cold even if he operated the True Yuan outlet, and the sword qi became more and more dense, not like it was artificially urged, but like the sword emitted on its own.

Nie Fan thought in his heart, there was more and more light in front of the black bricks, and his speed unconsciously accelerated.

"Even if I'm injured, I can still kill you as a ghost!"

"Hmph, if it weren't for the need for food to wake up, I would be able to recover to the peak in another year and refine the immortal sword, at that time, none of you would be my enemies!"

The voice became clearer and clearer, but the pressure on Nie Fan became heavier and heavier.

The light in front of him increased suddenly, and a huge stone gate was pulled up high, and the terrifying sword qi crisscrossed in front of the door, and the incomparably clear traces impacted the surrounding black bricks beyond recognition.

Nie Fan's figure was not stopped, and he rushed into the door with a sword qi blank.

bang

Nie Fan landed with one foot, and at the same time, his divine sense swept out.

This is a strange black brick secret room, like an altar, with a sarcophagus in the middle, and above the sarcophagus there is a strange jade stone of five colors, exuding a multicolored light enveloping the sarcophagus, and mysterious power is constantly pouring in. Above the jade, three sharp swords that exuded a killing sword aura shimmered with a slight flush, reflecting the entire secret room.

Three swords, the left and right two are wide and heavy, the ancient killing breath wins, the middle one is silver and translucent, it is a normal size, it is surrounded by silver light, and the terrifying sword intent is emanating from it, the power is incomparable, obviously the three swords are dominated by it, and it is the eye of the array!

The chamber was surrounded by eight lifeless corpses in armor, armed with weapons, and even after being dead for a long time, they still had a strong smell of killing and blood.

The two middle-aged men fell to the ground, their faces pale, blood on the corners of their mouths, and their eyes looked coldly at the one man and one monster across the sarcophagus.

On both sides of the sarcophagus, one was Han Yuanzheng whom Nie Fan had seen, while the other, wearing strange black armor, was twice as tall as ordinary people, his whole body was wrapped, and he couldn't see his face clearly, only two blood-red, murderous eyes could look directly.

The aura of danger he felt came from him!

As soon as Nie Fan appeared, the four of them were immediately alert, and they all looked at him.

Nie Fan's expression did not move, and a solemnity flashed in his eyes.

That monster can't see cultivation, but at least it won't be weaker than Han Yuanzheng, Han Yuanzheng is a real elephant level, and the two people who fell to the ground and were seriously injured are also half-step elephant level, even if they are both injured, Nie Fan can't easily take off the three swords on his head.

What's more, when he came, he obviously counted four people, but now no matter whether he has divine sense or perception, he can't find the existence of the last person!

"Another one." The tall monster's blood-red eyes looked at Nie Fan, a different color flashed in his eyes, and a hoarse and sharp voice sounded as if it was excited.

None of the others knew Nie Fan, but they couldn't see through Nie Fan's cultivation, it was not ordinary to be able to come here, Han Yuanzheng did not despise Nie Fan, his face was pale and slightly flushed, and although his breath was suppressed, he still looked at Nie Fan in a slightly hurry, high up, majestic and cold.

Whether it is these three swords, or the five-colored jade on the sarcophagus, none of them are not exciting, not to mention, this monster has been hiding here for I don't know how long, there must be a big secret behind it, and no one wants others to take it away!

No one spoke, they were wary of each other, and the momentum on their bodies was almost raised to the extreme.

"Very good, the four of you are very strong, I swallowed you should be able to recover thirty percent of your cultivation, and you can leave this ghost place!" The tall monster's blood-red eyes shimmered with blood, as if staring at its prey, and swept over the four people in the secret room.

"Let's see if you have such a big appetite!" Han Yuanzheng's aura floated on his body, obviously suffering a heavy blow, and he looked at the monster through the sarcophagus with a gloomy face, his eyes cold and solemn.

Yang Zhiyong and Liu Tielong were both hit hard, lying on the ground motionless, the reason why Han Yuanzheng and the tall monster did not move a word was obviously because they were afraid of Nie Fan, who suddenly appeared, and they were worried that the two of them would lose both, so he took advantage of it.

"I just need the sword in the middle, give it to me and I'll turn around and leave immediately." Nie Fan naturally saw the situation in the secret room clearly, and looked at the tall monster and said.

As soon as his words fell, the eyes of everyone in the secret room looked at him again. The people present were all with extraordinary eyesight, except for the multicolored jade, which was not worth seeing, the sword in the entire secret room was the most coveted.

Yang Zhiyong and Liu Tielong were no longer qualified to speak, and when they heard this, they just looked at Nie Fan with flickering eyes, while Han Yuanzheng's eyes flashed with murderous intent but his expression did not move. The tall monster looked at Nie Fan, his blood-red eyes were surging with blood-colored light, and suddenly a sharp and heart-numbing laugh came out of his mouth: "Okay, here you go." ”

After speaking, he suddenly made a move, and the sword in the middle suddenly moved, flying towards Nie Fan from the top of Han Yuanzheng's head.

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