After the bow, the three brothers calmed down and seriously discussed what to do next.

When Lan Yun mentioned whether to lure Luo Tianya and the others to come to the meeting, He Lang said: "Let's enter by ourselves, there are too many people, it will be more difficult to hide their whereabouts." ”

Thinking that the life and death of those female disciples were unpredictable, and they needed to be rescued as soon as possible, they didn't delay any longer.

Lan Yun suggested that the three of them should be divided into two groups and cooperate with each other to avoid the annihilation of the whole army.

He Lang disagreed, he thought that the odds of winning together were higher, and they could take care of each other.

In the end, the three of them reached an agreement to advance and retreat together.

He Lang's divine sense is currently the best means of probing the terrain.

At this time, he deliberately avoided the secret door mentioned by the previous head and walked to the other side.

He had just discovered that there was space under this piece of ground, so he tried not to get close to the place where there was a door, so as not to startle the snakes.

He leaned down to make a hole in the ground so he could peer in more clearly.

While he was pondering whether to dig with a tool or hit with exercises, a vial was handed over.

"Corrosive, very good to use. Lan Yun said in a low voice.

He Lang took it, unscrewed the cap of the bottle and smelled it, a pungent smell.

He took the bottle and poured a few drops on the ground, but he didn't expect it to work very well, and immediately a small pit melted into the ground.

After a short time, a hole as thick as a small thumb was opened from the small pit.

He Lang looked down with one eye against the small hole, and found that there was a stone staircase corridor below, and the thick black demonic aura below was permeated, and he could almost only see a distance of about ten meters.

He Lang probed his senses, but he could only observe a distance of twenty meters.

He shook his head and said, "I still can't see the situation inside, but there doesn't seem to be a demon guard around here." ”

"Okay, let's go in from here. Lan Yun said as he stood behind He Lang.

Together, they fused the small hole the size of their thumb into a large hole that could fit into the shape of a human figure.

He Lang drilled down first.

As soon as the three of them landed, their bodies pressed against the wall and walked forward.

He Lang Yungong covered the breath of the three of them as much as possible, so as not to be detected by the guarding demon cultivators.

They found that the space here is huge, the roads are overlapping, and there are many houses, it seems that there are not only a large number of demon defense forces stationed here, but also a huge underground city has been built under this ancient temple, and I don't know what spell the demons used, this space is not dim, and the sight is excellent.

After walking a few steps, he noticed a demon soldier in black armor, patrolling back and forth at both ends of the corridor.

Fortunately, they entered in a different direction, otherwise they would have been discovered at once.

"Hey, are we just going to touch it?" Zhan Zhaohua asked in a low voice.

"Is there any other way to do that?" Lan Yun asked.

"I think let's stop one first and ask about the situation, otherwise if you look for a needle in a haystack, where will you find someone. Zhan Zhaohua suggested.

So, a patrol soldier who walked at the end was hit by He Lang at the Baihui point, and then dragged the person into the shadows.

The little soldier quickly woke up, and when he saw three plague gods who were like fierce gods around him, he forced him to ask where he was holding the female disciple of the Jade Immortal Sect, and if he didn't answer the question, he was about to castrate, so he honestly told the three of them where he was being held.

Lan Yun slashed the soldier to death with one palm, then dragged off the armor on his body and put it on his body.

"This suits me very well, and you can also find clothes to make it easy to blend in. ”

Not long after, the three of them wore the armor of demon soldiers and appeared in the direction of the dungeon.

"You three stop, who asked you to come here, which part of you?" A small demon leader appeared in front of the three of them, and asked arrogantly at the three of them.

When they saw that there were four of them, they exchanged glances with each other, and then rushed away at a few people.

Before a word came out, He Lang and Zhan Zhaohua solved one by themselves, and Lan Yun solved the remaining two.

The three pulled the body into hiding and leaned forward.

As he was walking, thousands of demon soldiers in front of him came from the opposite side, the leader was a master of the separation period, the separation period of the demon clan was equivalent to the human cultivation period, although He Lang and the others could not see the level of cultivation of the other party, but from the rich demonic energy emanating from their bodies, they could still feel that the other party was by no means simple.

So, the three of them slipped away and hurriedly walked into a narrow passage beside them, and the other party seemed to be explaining something to his subordinates, and did not notice the three of them.

They wanted to turn back from the path and return to the previous path, but as they walked, a large hall with very old walls appeared in front of them.

Most of the exterior walls of this hall have fallen off, and the mottled color makes people know the length of time at a glance.

The three of them were just passing by, but He Lang paid more attention, glanced into the dilapidated hall, and saw that there were not many guards inside, so he didn't discuss with Lan Yun and Zhan Zhaohua, so he raised his feet and walked towards the left side door of the hall.

"He Lang, what are you going to do? It's too late, let's go. Lan Yun said in a low voice.

At this time, He Lang seemed to be being dragged by something, and he didn't know why, so he stepped into the main hall on the left.

When the two saw each other, they had no choice but to follow.

Since they were wearing demon armor, the soldiers guarding here didn't notice anything unusual, so no one cared about the three of them.

In fact, this hall is one of the few remaining ancient buildings in this dungeon, built three thousand years ago, although it has also been repaired many times in the middle, but it is still seriously damaged, therefore, it is only preserved as an ancient building of the demon race, so only a few small soldiers are guarding here.

He Lang hurried through the main hall, he passed through several doorways, turned a few screens, and finally, stopped at the entrance of a bedroom, and looked in through the crack in the door.

What caught his eye was a man and a woman in very richly dressed clothes pushing and shoving on the couch, the room was very luxuriously furnished, and the faint scent of it filled the room.

The woman suddenly stopped pushing and shoved, and kissed the man with red lips, and the man seemed to be surprised and pushed the woman away again.

"Brother Jin, my father won't be back today, don't you know my intentions?" said and leaned forward again.

"Little sister, I have always treated you as my own sister, you don't want to be like this. The man spoke with a flustered voice, pushing and rejecting the other party as he spoke.

"Sister? Could it be that you have always been good to me, it is as simple as your sister? Is there only Wu Wanqing in your heart? But she is no longer here, can't I replace her?"

"Little sister, I've told you many times, emotional things can't be replaced, I will resurrect Wan'er, don't have this idea anymore, otherwise you won't be able to do it even as a brother and sister. The man spoke resolutely, and pushed the woman away, and stood up as if to leave.

The woman shook her head vigorously, tears were flowing down uncontrollably, and she was still whispering something in her mouth, but He Lang couldn't hear it clearly.

The man was about to persuade him, but the woman suddenly became furious, pushed the man away, stared at each other with both eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

There was a silence between the two.

Suddenly, the woman said fiercely: "Do you want to resurrect her? Hehe, you can try to see if you can do it, and tell you, what I can't get, no one can think of it." ”

The man looked at the other party in surprise, not understanding what the other party's words meant, and he asked coldly, "What do you want?"

"How am I going to be, how can you do it?" the woman smiled instead.

Then he said, "I want you to go and propose to my father, can you do it? If you can do it, I will immediately resurrect the woman." ”

The man was shocked when he heard this, he subconsciously supported the table on his side with both hands, and his body shook a few times before he relieved himself and said, "Could it be that Wan'er's death has something to do with you?"

The woman laughed: "You know, I told the woman a long time ago, ask her not to rob me, she doesn't listen, then there is no way to pull, I can only give her a ride." ”

The man spilled out a mouthful of blood, he smashed his fist on the table, and said ruthlessly: "Luo Manting, from now on, you and I are no longer brothers and sisters, you go, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

"Okay, for that woman, you treat me like this, okay, I'll make you pay for what you said and did today, haha. As he spoke, he pushed open the door and ran out without looking back.

The moment the woman ran out of the door, the hem of her clothes rubbed against He Lang's lower abdomen.

He Lang suddenly shuddered at this time, shook his head, and realized that everything in front of him was his imagination, and Zhan Zhaohua was standing beside him, shaking him.

"He Lang, what's wrong?

Lan Yun also walked over and said, "I've already packed up those little soldiers, what are you standing here for?"

Zhan Zhaohua told Lan Yun about He Lang's evil just now and he couldn't wake up no matter how he shouted, and Lan Yun was also very puzzled after hearing it, and said: "I think He Lang was shocked by the strange aura of this desolate ancient temple, let's go to the dungeon quickly, there is nothing to see here." ”

He Lang looked at the extremely luxurious bedroom just now, and a gray and dilapidated residence appeared in front of him.

He thought to himself, he was really evil, and patted his head vigorously with his palm, only to feel more sober.

He Lang briefly described the scene he had just seen to the two of them, and then said: "My feeling just now is very real, as if I am in the scene. ”

Zhan Zhaohua touched He Lang's head and said, "You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

He Lang slapped off the other party's palm and said unhappily: "What I said is true, there is really a man and a woman, who were crying and making trouble inside just now." ”

Lan Yun and Zhan Zhaohua looked at each other, the two glanced at each other, didn't say anything, and walked out of the ancient hall with He Lang.

So, the three of them left the ancient hall and went to the direction of the dungeon, but He Lang always felt in his heart that he really saw that scene, the woman's heartache and desolation expression, and the man's expression of categorical rejection, which he couldn't forget for a long time.

Along the way, they encountered more than a group of patrolling soldiers, who hid and killed without mercy.

The three of them hurried towards the dungeon.