There was silence.

The rotation speed of the scimitar on the top of the old knife wind slowed down, slowly, like a lazy full-fed poisonous python, slowly moving its huge body.

The sharp energy around them disappeared invisibly, and hundreds of small fireflies fell from the sky, circling and flying around everyone.

Far, far away, there was a dull explosion of thunder.

The slave cannon fodder of the Golden Undead attacked again.

Old Daofeng squinted at Doria, and after a while, he stretched out his hand, and a firefly stopped in his palm, and the fluorescent light on its tail flickered, illuminating a small piece of skin in his palm.

"My blood scimitar...... A few days ago, a group of elite manpower was lost. The old sword wind said in a deep voice: "Although we have received the reward we deserve, the few masters who have lost in the battle hall still damage our strength. ”

The old knife wind said in a deep voice: "Therefore, in the past few days, we have not broken out a full-scale conflict with the golden undead, but are rectifying the soldiers and horses, and at the same time recruiting manpower to restore the damaged strength." ”

Doria smiled and nodded, "I actually knew about your attack on the Golden Undead Sniper Team...... This is the best excuse for war and the best cover...... Who can believe that you have lost so many people and that you can join forces with the Golden Undead?"

Old Daofeng snorted: "That's the truth...... However, we still lost so many good players...... Let me see your sincerity, and use your sincerity in exchange for my trust. ”

Lao Daofeng, who had been sitting on the big chair, stood up, walked up to Doria step by step, and squinted at his handsome little white face: "The words of the little white face can't be believed, the little white faces in the world should be damned...... So, how do you gain my trust?"

Doria smiled, and he opened the gold-covered Hides.

Golden runes the size of thumbs jumped out of the book with difficulty, and gradually, these golden runes formed a golden phalanx more than three feet long and wide above Doria's head.

With a flash of golden light, all the golden runes exploded, turning into bits of golden light and falling down.

A three-foot-long and wide animal skin floated down from the top of Doria's head, and with a finger of his hand, a white light lifted the animal skin, allowing it to levitate in front of the old knife wind.

"This is an ancient relic that I found through the art of prophecy. It just so happens that the entrance is on the territory of your Blood Scimitar. Doria's eyes narrowed with laughter: "There is danger in this, but there are also great benefits......

Doria took a deep breath, and he said in a deep voice: "I vaguely feel that there is a treasure in it that allows you to break through the life pool realm and enter the next magical realm...... Does this represent my sincerity? Can it be exchanged for your trust?"

Old Dao Feng's body trembled slightly, and he stared at Doria with wide eyes in shock.

"My Blood Scimitar has been rooted here for hundreds of years...... Every inch of land here has been turned over by those rat cubs...... You say here, there is an entrance to the ancient ruins?" the old knife wind's tone became extremely sharp.

"Those rat cubs are not as useful as my prophecy technique. Doria looked at the old knife wind confidently: "Or, let's look for it?"

Old Dao Feng and Crane Weng glanced at each other quickly.

The two of them had a twinkle in their eyes, as if they were exchanging a lot of information with their centuries-old tacit understanding.

After a long while, Lao Daofeng nodded slowly: "You want to go with us...... Moreover, on the side of the golden undead, they are not allowed to take the opportunity to launch a full-scale attack...... If they make any moves, you're dead. ”

Doria nodded seriously: "I already told them when I came that they wouldn't be fully launched unless I went back...... Of course, the harassment and attacks of those slaves will not stop, after all, we have to show the surrounding neighbors the excitement. ”

The old knife wind smiled.

He pondered for a while, and at once named several people.

He Weng, Tang Qi, Niu Man and other high-level leaders of the Blood Scimitar were all left in the station by him, responsible for monitoring and guarding against the golden undead.

And Wu Tie, who had just joined, and several masters under the direct jurisdiction of the old sword wind, the old sword wind ordered them to light an elite group of men and horses, and follow the route on the animal skin paper to find the entrance to the ancient ruins.

A very thin voice sounded in Wu Tie's ears: "Master Gun, your task is to keep an eye on Doria at all times." ”

Wu Tie looked at the old knife wind.

The one who transmitted the voice to him was clearly an old knife style.

Let him, a newcomer who has just joined, be responsible for staring Doria to death?

And let him participate in the excavation of the primeval ruins, instead of the people who stay outside to spy on the golden undead?

Wu Tie sneered secretly, it seems that Lao Daofeng's trust in the 'gun master' is also limited, after all, ...... The timing of his addition to the Blood Scimitar was too fortuitous, and it was at this critical juncture that he appeared.

Lao Daofeng didn't let him stay outside, but put him under his eyelids, which was the right choice.

Especially to let him spy on Doria...... To put it bluntly, this also makes the 'gun master' and Doria fall into everyone's surveillance at the same time.

If the 'Gun Master' really joined the Blood Scimitar, he would naturally be able to curb Doria's abnormal movements.

If he and Doria colluded, if there was any change between him and Doria, Lao Daofeng would still bring so many people.

The most elite part of the Blood Scimitar was mobilized, and they opened all kinds of dark castles and machines in the Stone Pillar Forest, opened various early warning color settings, and even some formations that consumed a lot of money were also opened.

The entire core area of the Blood Scimitar turned into a huge killing trap, and Old Dao Feng took Wu Tie and the others all the way to the small lake on the edge of the stone pillar forest.

This small lake with a radius of more than ten miles is ordinary, and there are estuaries below that are connected to several Yin rivers, so the lake is always full all year round, and there are a large number of aquatic products in it that can be fished all year round, which is the most important water source for the blood scimitar and an important source of food.

Lao Daofeng took a vote of old brothers, after a bloody slaughter hundreds of years ago, he destroyed the forces that originally occupied this place, and after creating the Blood Scimitar, he put his headquarters here.

For hundreds of years, Lao Daofeng has also organized people to dive into the bottom of the lake, but except for some aquatic plants and a large number of fish, shrimp, turtles and crabs, and occasionally some water snakes and anacondas swinging along the waves of the Yin River, there is nothing else unusual in this small lake.

Even the estuaries of the Yin River were only the size of a meter in diameter, and even if there were terrifying giant creatures in the Yin River, it was impossible for them to enter the small lake through such a small estuary.

So gradually, the old knife wind also lost interest in this small lake.

But according to the vellum paper, the entrance and exit of an ancient ruin is deep in the middle of the lake.

Hundreds of elite warriors were carefully selected, and the weakest ones all had the cultivation of the Xuan Realm, and the group stepped on the water surface to the center of the lake, and then the old knife pointed at the wind, and a sharp breath spewed out, and broke a waterless channel with a diameter of tens of meters on the small lake and a direct to the bottom of the lake of 100 meters.

"Down there?" asked Doria in a deep voice.

"Below...... There were thousands of meters of sand and rock to dig through, and then there were barriers that I couldn't see. Doria laughed, "But my prophecy will never be wrong, right down here." ”

The old knife wind nodded.

He pointed to a rat-man standing behind him, the motled motton, with gray-white and old-age spots in many places, nodded, and slowly fell down nearly a hundred meters, standing directly on the sand and gravel at the bottom of the lake.

This rat man, his breath has decayed to the extreme, and it is obvious that his lifespan is not long.

However, his mana fluctuations are still vigorous, and it is clearly at the level of the first and second heavens of the Chonglou Realm, for a vulnerable group like the rat people, it is already a very remarkable and very creative thing to be able to reach the Chonglou Realm.

The rat-man chanted a spell, and a round of gray-yellow sand breath erupted behind him, and in the rolling of the sand, a dexterous little mouse phantom suddenly sprang out, and then slid into the ground.

With a sound of 'snort', on the sand and gravel ground at the bottom of the lake, there was a circular pit with a diameter of more than ten meters and a smooth cave wall like a mirror.

With the sound of 'snort', the pit stretched straight downward, and in just a dozen breaths, it had penetrated more than 6,000 meters of sand, gravel, soil and rock formations.

There was a 'ding' sound, and the little mouse phantom that sprang out from behind the rat man grabbed a smooth black boulder with one paw.

A thin spark splashed on the surface of the boulder, and then the seemingly extremely hard black boulder suddenly wriggled like a water wave, and the little mouse phantom fell into the black boulder by accident.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the rat man's 'wow', and the already bald rat hair on his body fell off in large patches, and he was about to become slippery and there was not a single hair left.

"Boss...... Sure enough, there are ghosts down there. The rat-man shouted with wide eyes.

"Go down and have a look. The old knife's eyes were shining, and as soon as he waved his hand, a large group of people stepped on the void one after another, and quickly fell downward.

Doria stepped on a white light and followed closely by the old knife wind.

A cloud of smoke rolled under Wu Tie's feet, and he stuck to Doria's side almost without leaving an inch, squinting his eyes and looking Doria up and down.

Maybe it was because Wu Tie's gaze was too fiery, Doria had always been very calm and indifferent, but after being stared at by Wu Tie for a long time, he finally couldn't stand Wu Tie's gaze, turned his head and smiled at Wu Tie: "I have no ill will towards the Blood Scimitar...... I didn't deceive you......"

"Yellow hair, it's quite rare. Also, blue eyeballs are quite rare. Where are you?" Wu Tie held the white tiger crack in both hands, staring directly at Doria's handsome face.

Doria pursed her lips, and Wu Tie vividly interpreted the performance of a straightforward, rude, and unreasonable half-dragon half-dragon man.

Doria, who knew the characteristics of the dragonman race, knew in her heart that she had nothing to say about this group of savages.

Sighing, Doria said softly, "Where am I from, so heavy?"

"If you don't say it, I'll beat you. Wu Tie grinned: "The gun master hates the person who hides the most...... It's a man, so say it frankly......"

The old knife wind, who was leading the way in front and fell down quickly, squinted and laughed.

He could hear the conversation between Wu Tie and Doria clearly, and he couldn't help but shout hello to Wu Tie's words in his heart. For Doria's flowery little white face, pure violence is king!

If it weren't for his identity, Lao Daofeng would definitely have asked Wu Tie to beat Doria.

beat him half to death first, and then Lao Daofeng came forward to apologize, scolded Wu Tie a few words without being salty, and gave the little white face a few gold coins to make soup and medicine...... Oh also, everything was so perfect!

All the little white faces should be beaten to death!

Of course, as the leader of the Blood Scimitar, the old knife wind must not be able to directly ask Wu Tie to do this.

The old knife had a straight face, and led a group of people to quickly fall into the pit dug by the rat man. Several Blood Scimitar Heavy Building Realm masters stayed at the mouth of the tunnel, and they used their magical powers to condense a thick layer of ice on the mouth of the tunnel.

The lake channel that the old knife wind split with his sharp qi collapsed, and after the lake rolled for a while, it returned to normal.

The 100-meter-thick lake covers the mouth of the tunnel, and there is no light in the tunnel.

Wu Tie snorted, his left hand flicked, and there was a loud 'boom', and a large fireball with a diameter of meters appeared above his head, illuminating the surroundings.

Several masters of the Destiny Pool Realm around Lao Dao Feng also shot almost at the same time, and they released one after another strangely shaped objects, including lamps, torches, candlesticks, and braziers, all of which emitted strong light, illuminating the entire tunnel thousands of meters deep.

Many people glanced at the large fireball above Wu Tie's head.

Doria also nodded in amazement: "I heard that the dragonman clan is born with a strong ability to manipulate flames and magma, which is really good." ”

Wu Tie sneered proudly and stopped talking.

Doria is talking about the fire dragonmen of the dragonman clan, and their ability to manipulate fire and magma is innate. But the true dragonmen are divided into many races, and they are good at more than just manipulating fire and magma.

But this has nothing to do with Wu Tie, he is not a real dragonman.

Everyone made their way to the bottom of the tunnel, above the mirror-smooth black rock formation.

The old knife wind snorted lightly, and a werewolf who sensed the mysterious realm swung a mace, and a stick smashed on the rock formation.

After a loud bang, a large spark splashed, the teeth of the mace forged from stainless steel shattered, and then the rock formation squirmed again like water waves, and the mace in the werewolf's hand was suddenly sucked into the rock formation, and a huge force came, the werewolf's body was pulled down and fell a few feet, he hurriedly let go of his hand, and watched the mace be swallowed by the rock layer in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

"It seems that there is something really weird here. There was a hint of fanaticism in the voice of the old knife wind.

"Here, there is a high probability that it is an ancient ruin. Lao Daofeng was so excited that his face was a little red.

Ancient ruins mean wealth, they mean inheritance, they mean great power, and in this chaotic world, they mean power and status.

Of course, the primeval ruins are also full of dangers and all kinds of unbelievable existences.

To explore the ancient ruins, you must be mentally prepared for death.

"Doria, this is the entrance to the ruins...... Tell me, what should we do?" the old knife wind flew up a few meters, came to the same height as Doria, and asked Doria very seriously and enthusiastically.