Walking into the cave, the eye is a path made of brown rocks, except that Qin Keyan can't see any connection to the cave here.

It can almost be called a small underground world, and the red magma flows slowly, and a pungent smell comes to the nose.

It's a bit like the smell of blood decay after a long time and the smell of sulfur from the magma steaming together, straight into the brain, and even makes Qin Keyan a little dizzy.

The source of the smell is obvious, and it is soaked in blood, even deep into the inner structure of the rock. After turning into magma, the smell lingers here.

As for how many people died here, Qin Keyan didn't want to, and he didn't want to know.

What happens when you know? Isn't it simply a surprise at the numbers? Sad? Wrath? Sadness? Really?

Qin Keyan knew that he wouldn't, he didn't empathize, he didn't witness the demon slaughtering humans, the numbers were just simple numbers.

Oh? No, there may be a feeling of sadness for the dead rabbit and the fox, but that's all.

Walking on the path of the cave without hurry, I kept taking deep breaths, looking at the cave that looked beautiful under the red magma. From time to time, it can be found outside the rocks, and the crystals that glow with a pale blue glow add to the beauty.

However, the significance of Qin Keyan's slowing down is not to enjoy the beautiful scenery. From the first step into this cave, Qin Keyan could feel that something was watching him.

What is it? You can tell what it is by thinking about it on your toes.

The environment is a very important part of the battle, and even a small factor can make the difference between winning and losing a battle, let alone fighting in an uncomfortable environment.

I have been forcing myself to take deep breaths, just to get used to the stimulating smell in this cave as soon as possible, so that it can't do anything, at least not to affect its combat effectiveness.

To be honest, if the other party had attacked Qin Keyan as soon as he stepped into the cave, he would probably have been lying there a long time ago.

Because of the power of the god of war, the other party obviously did not attack at the first time.

As for the rest? Qin Keyan would not expect the God of War to make a move, and he was also unwilling to let the God of War make a move.

Suddenly, Qin Keyan shook his right arm violently, and the pale green flames left conspicuous traces in midair.

The flames gushing out of the sin fire swept across an area like a short whip, and under the reflection of the green flames, the guy who had been watching Qin Keyan, the lurker, was also completely exposed to his sight.

Dashing instantly, his right hand bent into a tiger's claw, reaching out towards the lurker's tail.

Such a straightforward gesture seems to make the lurker feel insulted. Waving his sharp claws, he forced forward, and the sharp tail with a sharp thorn behind him also attacked Qin Keyan's face.

"Thankfully, your bestiality far outweighs your sanity, which makes me a lot easier."

Tilting his head slightly, Qin Keyan showed a smile and said with a little teasing. A deep wound appeared on the left side of his face, and bright red blood dripped down his face.

But at the same time, Qin Keyan's right hand tightly grasped the tail of the lurker. With his left hand, he lifted upwards with all his might, and the lurker's claws splattered sparks on the rock wall.

Crossing an arc, as the lurker rises to the top of the sky, and when the sensation of sliding in his right hand comes from the sensation of sliding, both hands exert force at the same time, and he presses down violently!

"Bang!"

It's like a troll pounding the ground, but it's the result of the body of the lurker. Directly below, the rock cracked into fine lines.

Letting go of his hand, Qin Keyan did not deepen the results of the battle, but pressed out a horse step, and the whole person was like a taut bow.

His right shoulder leaned back, his legs suddenly exerted force, and Qin Keyan was like a cannonball out of the chamber.

The feeling of hitting a physical object, and the pain of being torn apart. Two, or even more lurkers.

Blindly killing does not make Qin Keyan safer, on the contrary, sometimes he can live well by keeping his hands.

"One, two, three, four, four? It's dangerous. Fortunately, there was no rush. ”

He glanced around, counting the two that had just been knocked off and thrown to the ground, and the two who continued to get close to him.

"The current situation really needs to be done like this. But I don't want to! I really don't want to! ”

His eyes were completely angry, and he kept thinking back to seeing Samael, the way he played with himself.

Once again, the flames of rage burned wildly, more vigorously and terrifyingly than they had fought against the trolls.

"Hehehe! You guys! All to die! ”

After using the fire of anger several times to varying degrees, Qin Keyan also had a little experience.

Anger cannot be controlled, it can only be suppressed, and the suppressed anger is even more terrifying. And to use anger, all you have to do is avoid the source.

Leaving the source of anger, no matter how intense, you will subconsciously protect yourself.

Anger at Samael can be directed at demons like him, maintaining most of his power without causing too much damage to himself.

Qin Keyan was like a humanoid torch, and the extreme heat even left red footprints wherever he walked.

The burning flames seemed to remind the lurkers of something, and they began to be a little frightened, frightened, and even began to retreat.

"Want to run? No, I'm short on time, so I'm going to have to get you out of here. This is? Good way. ”

Watching the fire of sin condense the fire of anger on the two horns, and the effect? It is an external release.

"How do you evaluate it? It's not very easy to use. ”

The palm of his hand was aimed at the lurker who was about to leave, and the flames instantly separated into a small cloud and hit it like a bullet. The power is not great, and most of the effect is to block the enemy's movements.

"Sure enough, it's the coolest to hit with your fists!"

Running quickly to the lurker trapped in the flames, wielding the fire of sin and striking its head. The refreshment of a fist hitting a real object eases the anger.

"Poof"

Like the sound of a watermelon shattering, this time, Qin Keyan directly smashed its head.

"And you! Everyone is going to die! ”

looked at his bloody back, pulled out a trace of ugly Dan hideous smile, and began to attack again.

……………………

The flames gradually turned back to their original green, except for a small cluster of angry flames burning at the horns of the sin flames.

His body was covered with paw prints and burn marks, and he looked down at his pants like a beggar's outfit, and had the idea of snatching a set of armor.

As they sank into the body, the wounds on the body were also healing rapidly.

But? The happiest thing is that the god of war seems to have identified with himself a little?

Looking at the god of war who had been waiting behind him for a while, he seemed to be even more motivated.

Thinking about it, his footsteps had already stepped out, and he continued to walk down the path in the cave.