Chapter 167: Beijin Rongxiu
This tragic scene happened so suddenly, who would have thought that in an instant, the huge temple gate square collapsed, and tens of thousands of warriors died in this way and were buried forever underneath.
Sensibility has always been the characteristic of girls, Li Wenqin, who lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, looked sad and sighed, "Tens of thousands of people, the work for a while is gone." ”
"It was so dangerous just now. ”
The rest of the people also looked like they had palpitations.
Zhao Laosan wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead, smiled all over his face, and patted his ass at the right time, "Fortunately, the captain is wise and martial, otherwise we people are probably hanging." ”
The others all looked very impressed with his ass this time. Thanks to Fang Yang, he sensed that something was wrong in advance and ran back with them, otherwise they would definitely be buried in it.
Tens of thousands of warriors, even Tianjiao, who finally incarnated into more than a dozen sky-piercing gods, only escaped one, and he was still seriously injured. They think that they are no better than those Tianjiao, and even if they were replaced, the end might be even more miserable.
"Huh?"
The young woman in the fiery red trench coat glanced at the fleeing crowd, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.
In the huge square, there were tens of thousands of warriors, and only three groups of people survived, the first group was the Linsu warriors led by Fang Yang, and the second group was the young man with the bone flute, and some of the people who followed him also successfully escaped.
However, the third group was more tragic, and the third group escaped after the disaster at the last moment, and only the young man who paid the price of an arm with his stand-in technique survived.
"It seems that these people are not all idiots, and there are some smart people. ”
The woman looked at Fang Yang and his party on the other side of the mountain stream with great interest, and couldn't help but be curious.
The boy had discovered something wrong at about the same time as her, knowing that she had done her homework before coming to the ruins, so she was so alert.
"Could it be that this young man is also here to snatch that mountain treasure?"
For a moment, the young woman thought secretly, and began to think of various countermeasures in her mind.
Fang Yang and his party stepped on their feet step by step, and looked down cautiously, the huge temple gate was gone, as dark and cold as a bottomless moat, and the depth of the mountain stream was much deeper.
"What the hell is this place?"
Fang Yang's face was a little solemn, he wanted to go down, but he couldn't see the bottom, and then looked at the mountain stream on the top that seemed to be a thousand ravines, and a thought suddenly flashed, and he was extremely frightened to think about it.
"Could it be that this mountain stream was formed by countless collapses, and where is it going to collapse in the end?
Fang Yang thought in his heart, and couldn't help but shudder for a while.
"What happened to that huge and boundless shadow of the sky dome before?
For a moment, Fang Yang couldn't help but think of the previous scene and was shocked.
"It shouldn't be, the terrifying blow of that mountain just now overturned tens of thousands of people, and I didn't see that shadow projected. ”
Fang Yang pursed his chin and looked thoughtful, "Could it be that there is a mountain treasure to be born, which attracted a vision of heaven and earth, and then many martial artists came to hear the wind and alarmed this mountain kui?"
After a while, Fang Yang sorted out what happened before and after, and figured out what was going on.
Seeing that everyone looked sad and had no master, Zhao Laosan couldn't sit still, and he hurriedly asked, "Captain, what should we do now, continue to walk or go back." ”
If you go back, you will have to go back the way you came, and you won't get anything out of it for a long time, and you may encounter some trouble.
But if they continue to walk, the ground of the ancient temple square will collapse, and if they want to continue walking, they will have to go deep into the deepest ruins of the ground, and they don't know how long they will go down.
Fang Yang glanced around, there were still huge rockfalls like hills rolling down from time to time, and it was not safe to walk back at this time.
Fang Yang pursed his chin, pondered for a moment, and pondered, "Let's see the situation first." ”
After speaking, he turned around and explained to everyone with a straight face: "Be careful, pay attention to the surroundings under your feet, and report anything wrong immediately." ”
Everyone nodded solemnly.
Not long afterward, one after another, many warriors came down from the mountain streams with thousands of ravines, and as before, these people were all fiery and did not take the danger and disaster that happened just now seriously.
On the other side of the mountain stream, 10,000 meters away, behind the young woman in a fiery red trench coat, several warriors in black martial arts uniforms ran over with cautious steps.
The materials of these people's martial arts uniforms are carefully selected, like satin, designed with collars and buttons, extremely simple and slim, and the word "Rongxiu" is engraved on the chest.
It is not difficult to see from their costumes and hairstyles that these are all warriors of the new martial forces.
One of them, a young man with a slender head and a spirit look, came to the young woman's side and whispered: "Senior sister, I just took someone to take a look, and the ancient temple no longer knows where it has collapsed, and it is dark and dark to see the end if you continue to go deeper. ”
The young woman raised her eyebrows and asked, "Look at them, why haven't they come yet?"
For a while, the flat-headed young man looked embarrassed, and hesitated: "Vice President, they have dealt with the people of the inheritance forces of Pillow Lai Mountain, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to get out in a short time." ”
The vice president of this man's mouth is a martial artist from Rongxiu Martial Arts University in Dongjin Province, Zhang Wang.
And this young woman in a fiery red trench coat is its president, Sheng Minglan, the nuclear factor level A+ level, the unborn female Tianjiao. The trench coat she wore was the treasure of Rongxiu Martial Arts University, and this time the interstellar battlefield was opened, and it was specially approved to be brought in.
Sheng Minglan took a few steps forward, stroked her forehead and looked at the sky ten thousand miles high, only to see that the huge and boundless shadow clouds were still there, but the roar like a mountain torrent was weaker, as if the momentum was beginning to weaken.
Seeing this, Sheng Minglan's beautiful face flashed a trace of melancholy, her brows couldn't help frowning, and she muttered, "There's no time." ”
After thinking about it, he said resolutely: "Forget it, don't wait, they can't catch up, don't blame us." ”
"Senior sister, I'm afraid that we people have more than enough heart and not enough power. ”
Hearing this, the young man with a flat head suddenly became a little anxious, and the aunt in front of him was planning to go deep alone.
Sheng Minglan glanced at him and said lightly: "Whoever told you will go down by ourselves, wait, there will be a group of people." ”
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Fang Yang was looking at the situation under the mountain stream, thinking about countermeasures, and wanted to go back to his home and return the same way.
Suddenly, at the end of the sky, two red flame fire lotuses fell, constantly blooming and rotating, and in the flickering veins, divine flames gushed out, hulala, burning everything, and the momentum was violent, straight towards Fang Yang and the others!
This sudden change made everyone stunned and a little caught off guard.