579. Chapter 579: The Deepest Underground Place
If you think of this ancient relic as a copy, it now contains the most counted elements of any hellish dungeon: a long history, dusty ruins, unknown creatures, and deceptive disguises. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½γγ
"One place away!"
Qin Hao stepped on the ground lightly, and what was returned was the hard anti-shock force of the porcelain, and he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, only to feel that he was now standing on top of the head of the dungeon boss, and he had a feeling of panic.
With Qin Hao's strength, he could completely smash the stone slabs on the ground one after another, and then see the true face of that thing, but Qin Hao had no intention of doing so.
The fingertips cut his palm fiercely, the blood oozed out, and it healed in an instant, Qin Hao cut his palm again, using this painful way to divert his attention and restrain the tyrannical and irritable emotions in his heart.
In such a dangerous place, he must not let Shouhe affect his sanity, that tanuki has no brains!
Qin Hao was silent, and a black phantom in his sight turned back and fled in the air, and coincidentally stepped on top of the huge statue, and then...
Rumble!
The statue collapsed, and the ground caved into a hole that was not big or small, bottomless, and allowed one person to pass through.
Feng Qiqi stiffened, his eyes showed a look of shock, and the whole person had already fallen down with a "whoosh" and disappeared from Qin Hao's field of vision.
A dodge!
Qin Hao appeared next to the pit in an instant, looking towards the west with a deep gaze, it must be at least a hundred meters long, the cold and humid air rushed up from below, and there was a faint aromatic smell, which was the strange smell of blood.
Raising his arm and stopping Du Yu, who was about to lose his mind, Qin Hao glanced at Du Yu coldly, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to die, you will go down!" β
"Sect Master!"
Facing Qin Hao's gaze, Du Yu gritted his teeth and did not chase any further, but his eyes were full of unwillingness, but he did not dare to question Qin Hao's decision.
"What's wrong?"
Hinata Ningji stared at the terrible scar on Tian Tian's face with a gloomy face, and his ten fingers were clenched and rattled.
Qin Hao turned his head to look at Tian Tian, and said lightly: "It's just a small injury, it's not a big problem." β
"Hmm!" Nodding every day.
Hinata Ningci and Xiao Li breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, the killing intent in their bodies converged, and they looked at Qin Hao again with a strong inquiry in their eyes.
"There's something dangerous down there!"
Qin Hao's tone was extremely solemn, he glanced at the depths of the ancient relics, and some sneaky figures in the distance were still rushing inside.
"Leave now!" Qin Hao commanded in a cold voice.
Hinata Ningji and the oil girl Shino's faces changed at the same time, and they said in unison: "Shikamaru is still inside!" β
Qin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Hinata Ningji and Oil Girl Shino, and after muttering for 5 seconds, he turned around and walked quickly towards the depths of the ancient relics.
"Let's go!"
In fact, according to Qin Hao's intentions, he didn't want to take this risk, the value of a Nara Shikamaru was not enough for him to take this risk, but if he decisively led everyone away, then...
Loyalty is a problem!
Qin Hao glanced at Hinata Ningci and the others covertly, and sure enough, the data showed that everyone's loyalty had increased on average, reaching a high value of nearly 70 on average.
This value is naturally still quite far from the level of Jun Malu 100 (diehard), but it is also a value that can make Qin Hao feel at ease, reaching the level where he can be trusted and trusted.
Qin Hao pinched his eyebrows, Hinata Ningji and Hinata Hinata walked in the front, and the search range of the white eyes expanded to the maximum, trying to search for the traces of Namiru Shikamaru.
"Does Shino have a sense?"
"Nope!" Shino Oilgirl helped her sunglasses, and a small black bug was whirling anxiously around the tips of her fingers, apparently losing her position in Shikamaru.
"If the worm attached to Shikamaru is either killed, it has entered the isolation of some kind of power." The oil girl Zhinai told Qin Hao her judgment.
"Hmm!" Qin Hao nodded, he also made the same judgment, and he was inclined to the second possibility, since this is the case, then the location of Nara Shikamaru can only be...
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At a depth of 400 meters, the sacred and dazzling scenery is beyond the boundary.
In the pitch-black rock formations above the head, there is a faint layer of crimson, indescribably weird and terrifying, but countless golden vines, dense and thick, like an impermeable golden wall, blocking peeps from the darkness and blood, as if hiding some terrible secret.
In other words, under the golden light of holiness, where can there be filthy soil?
Countless vines, stretching deeper into the ground, one with a black hole in the wall, then blocked by some branches and leaves.
A cloud of phantom shadows passed by, and Feng Seventeen showed a look of surprise on his face, looking at this boundless glorious scene, his mind was a little dazed.
"There is even a cave under this ancient relic, could it be... Feng Seventeen's breath suddenly became thicker: "This is where the ancient relics really are!" β
Feng Qiqi stood in place in a daze for a while, his face changed, as if he was trying his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, his eyes were full of greed, and his expression became a little distorted.
"The air is so fragrant!"
Feng Seventeen took a deep breath, intoxicated, and a hoarse, low laugh came out of his throat.
"Didn't you chase it down, hehe, so maybe I'm the only one here." Feng Seventeen took a step forward, resolutely moving forward, and hurriedly walked along the golden vines towards the depths.
He walked fast and was in a hurry!
The golden light in the distance became more and more intense, and the fragrance in the air became more and more intense, but Feng Seventeen was unconscious, and there was wind under his feet.
At some point, there was a layer of golden grass on the ground, these grasses grew extremely tall, half a meter long, and the leaves were like blades, reflecting the red light transmitted from the overhead, faintly looking like a scarlet knife array, with an ominous aura.
Feng Seventeen turned a blind eye, just frowned slightly, and then carefully passed through the grass as quickly as possible, occasionally sharp blades cut his skin, and a few drops of crimson blood fell on the leaves, gradually submerging into the leaves.
"Something is wrong!"
Feng Seventeen suddenly stopped, his pupils contracted, his face changed drastically, and he stood fixedly, looking at a huge tree that gradually fell into his field of vision.
The tree is nearly two hundred meters high, the whole body is golden and exudes a holy light, the thick trunk that needs to be surrounded by dozens of people, full of ugly tree nodules, and the golden vines twist and circle, like a terrifying giant python wrapped around the trunk, overlooking the ground, one by oneγγγγγ