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This light does not come from the overhead, 400 meters underground, the sunlight does not shine, this light comes from.

"30 degrees to the left!"

Qin Hao's right eye opened, his eyes looked to the left, the yellow sand and mud were like waterfalls, still washing downward.

Exhaling deeply, a cold color flashed in Qin Hao's eyes.

Holding the beheading knife in his right hand, he grabbed the handle of the knife with his left hand, turned the blade sharply to the left, and plunged more than a meter into the sand waterfall in front of him.

The two-meter-long blade was half inserted, and half was exposed, blocking the top of Qin Hao's head, and the still yellow sand waterfall in front of him immediately surged towards the narrow open space behind Qin Hao.

Qin Hao's speed towards it was slow, and his left hand grabbed forward fiercely, like a plow, each blow with a strong force, strong mud and stone in front of him, pulled behind him.

Within two or three breaths, a one-meter-long tunnel appeared in front of him, which could accommodate one person, on both sides of the tunnel were loess waterfalls that washed downward, Qin Hao stepped in, the blade of the knife moved inward again, and quickly pulled out another tunnel as concocted, and behind him, the tunnel just now turned into a sand waterfall again.

The knife is on top, the person is below, the left hand is in front, and a tunnel with only the front and no back road eerily stretches all the way underground at 400 meters.

What Qin Hao didn't know was that at this moment, just above his head, a team in red robes happened to pass by, and the direction of progress was almost the same as the direction of the underground tunnel opened by Qin Hao.

The procession, snaking like a red centipede, was slowly crawling over a loess hill towards a storm in the distance.

In the red team, everyone is armed with a standard scimitar, carrying a bow and arrow and a burden behind their backs, and they are draped in bright red robes, which are engraved with a crying grimace, exuding an extremely strange atmosphere, and the 10 meters of sand and dust around everyone seem to be restrained by an invisible force, and they are not close at all.

The whole team of about 20 people, with their heads bowed and silently covering their heads, hurried away, only at the front of the procession, there was a faint sound of whispering.

"Li Mu's courage is really getting bigger and bigger, he dares to swallow such an ancient relic as the Yellow Silk Panyun Palace, so he is not afraid that His Majesty will know about it and will skin him alive."

Director Wang said with a smile, just a yellow silk Panyun Palace, the remains of the sect that are not visible on the ancient road, but you can't move the general of Zhenbei, then you can't even think of touching Li Mu. You must know that the character of General Duan's calf protector is exactly the same as that of King Beiliang, and the world knows it! ”

A young man with clear eyebrows and extremely handsome eyes sneered.

"Zhao Hongze, you are indeed quite talented in cultivation, but in other aspects you are not as good as this company, this Yellow Silk Panyun Cave is indeed not famous, even compared to the current three-grade sect, but do you know what sect he relies on?"

"Do you really think that the relics that can't even be called three grades, he Li Mu will be afraid that others will know, and my military prison department will take great pains to run thousands of miles to this place where birds don't, not to mention that there is a huge risk that it may offend the king of Beiliang. You know, that one is not a master to mess with. ”

Director Wang was a lean man, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of eyes flashing with a shrewd look, and said to Zhao Hongze meaningfully.

Zhao Hongze frowned, as if he felt that what Director Wang said was reasonable, he lowered his head, his eyes were slightly cold, but this cold color did not let Director Wang notice.

"Then I don't know what is behind this Yellow Silk Panyun Palace?"

Director Wang laughed, but he didn't answer what he asked, but he talked about other things, "Our current majesty, who has no ability, can be called eloquent; And the ambition is also unprecedented, but unfortunately, this ambition is too terrifying, not to mention the entire cultivation world, even His Majesty's nine sons can't tolerate it. ”

Speaking of this, his tone paused, evoking a worried smile: "I have been in power for 3000 years, there are wise lords, and there are faint lords, but like Your Majesty today, the nine sons under this knee are all dragons and phoenixes among people, all talents, and wrists are heroic heroes, but really. Fortune and misfortune are unpredictable! ”

Zhao Hongze nodded, and deeply agreed, whether it is His Majesty or the nine princes, they are all masters with great prestige and can overwhelm 9% of the world's talents.

"That's what it means, but what does it have to do with the moment?" Zhao Hongze still didn't understand the deep meaning of Director Wang's words.

"Some time ago, His Majesty went out on patrol and accompanied 30 worshippers, and stayed in one place for one night, and then, 30 worshippers stayed there, do you know?"

"I've heard a little about it, I heard that His Majesty is going to build an altar there, it doesn't seem to be a big deal."

"Yes, just an altar, like the Yellow Silk Panyun Cave, is not a big deal, but do you know where that place was in ancient times? Where was it before the ancient road? ”

Director Wang didn't wait for Zhao Hongze to ask, so he stopped in a daze, stared at the other party's eyes, with some fanaticism, some coldness, some excitement, some coldness, and said hoarsely: "The top of the ancient road!" Mt. Hyaknobi! ”

"The top of the ancient road! Mt. Hyaknobi! ”

Zhao Hongze subconsciously repeated it twice in his mouth, raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of horror, and a bone-chilling cool air rushed from the soles of his feet to his head.

"It can't be."

This speculation is too scary, if it is really true, then the entire cultivation world, will be shocked by a monstrous tsunami, I don't know, how many people will die, one is not good, the 3000-year foundation of the Yu Dynasty may be overturned, but if it is successful.

Swallowing his saliva vigorously, Zhao Hongze still had a hint of luck and asked with a trembling voice: "Then what is behind this yellow silk cloud cave?" ”

"Under His Royal Highness the Demon King, above Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang View!"

Grunt!

Quiet!

It's so quiet!

Zhao Hongze's expression froze completely on his face, and Director Wang's words completely extinguished the last trace of luck in his heart.

His face was pale, and his eyes stared blankly at a storm that opened into the sky in the distance, and suddenly exploded from the middle, and countless cracks broke out of the thick clouds, and the huge sun in the sky shot down countless pillars of light, scorching the loess earth.

Behind him, Director Wang stared coldly at Zhao Hongze's heart, and a murderous flash disappeared on his face.

The team regained its silence and hurried forward with a solemn aura, 400 meters under their feet, Qin Hao was still struggling, digging the tunnel without a moment's pause.