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The black stone walls surround the belly of the mountain and form an imposing underground city.

In the sky above the entire city, there was actually a magnet that was bigger than all the geocentric magnets that Chen Jin had ever seen, no, it should be said that it was a magnetic mountain. From time to time, flocks of golden crow birds flew above, and the dazzling light illuminated the entire city.

There is a constant stream of pedestrians, but strangely enough, most of the people on the street are women.

"Look, it's a man, it looks like he's from the Outer World. ”

"It's good-looking, is it the adult's confination?"

"Tsk, the best goods, it must cost a lot of money. ”

"Didn't you notice, the huntress must be his master. What a long weapon, strange hunter, how come I've never seen her before?"

Chen Jin, who was strolling on the avenue one after the other, had bursts of discussion ringing in his ears from time to time. People on both sides of the street kept stopping and looking at the two of them with strange eyes.

When he heard something about himself, Chen Jin thought he didn't have ears that were more sensitive than wild wolves.

Covering his forehead, Chen Jin had a black line on the back of his head.

"Is this the place of Shenma? Daughter Country? You seem to be familiar with this place, maybe you are from here. No, these guys aren't human at all!"

Although Bastur couldn't kill them, Chen Jin also couldn't help the hellfire, and he didn't mean to continue to fight with that difficult guy, and a few teleported out of the swamp where the Flame Lord was entrenched.

After leaving the swamp, Demon Dao Ji couldn't help but drag Chen Jin and not let go. Trying to ask for the lion drunken song in Chen Jin's hand, maybe after a big battle, she knew that it could not be solved by force, this demon girl changed her attitude, grinded hard and took a roundabout strategy.

Coupled with Chen Jin, a bastard, he eats soft and not hard. It's not that when it's fighting, it's even more indifferent to women, especially beautiful women. Although it is not that his legs are weak when he sees a woman, it is really a little difficult for him to be rough with a woman with a smiling face.

In the end, the two reached a peace agreement, and Demon Dao Ji gave up possession of the Demon Sword in exchange for Chen Jin's help, and was to stay by her side until her matter was resolved.

Although this was unfair to Chen Jin, Chen Jin thought about it, since he had come to the underground world, he would have a good trip with the demon sword Ji, the head snake.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Sword Ji actually brought him to such a strange city, which was like the daughter country in the mythological novel Journey to the West, from the city gate to the current location, Chen Jin did not see a male creature other than him.

Forget it, but it was a little embarrassing for him to be watched by a group of women like a gorilla visiting a zoo.

Especially the discussions he heard later, Chen Jin felt like he was Spartan in an instant.

What the hell is this?!

Now Chen Jin noticed that he was very upright, and these females were judging him as a piece of goods.

"This is Brasorida, the city where the Night Elves gather, and the only city they have. ”

Because the birth of night elves is extremely rare males, almost all the work is done by female elves, which belongs to a typical matriarchal social structure. In their group, the task of reproducing the race is not to rely on male elves who are basically in the single digits, but to rely on their unique magical wells of life, the water in which a mature female elf can successfully give birth to the next generation.

Hearing the explanation of the demon sword Ji, Chen Jin suddenly realized.

Touching his nose, he remembered why those women were so familiar.

With pointed ears, handsome faces, and beautiful long purple hair, they turned out to be elves.

If you think about Mestelyn again, I don't know where this old man has gotten now. Ye Cheng, Wenhang should be fine.

Hehe, follow that old ghost and you have to suffer.

In the endless starry sky, in a dim nebula, a small spaceship that looked terrible on the outside staggered through.

"Ahh It must be Zhuo Wenhang's bastard, who has long seen that this goods are wilted. ”

Wiping his nose, Ye Cheng looked carefully at the operation display screen as usual, and then pressed a few buttons on the side.

"Drip, drip, drip! The automatic search function has been activated, and the automatic search area is suitable for the landing of the planet. ”

A mechanical sound sounded without the slightest emotion, this was the only voice sound that Ye Cheng could hear in a year other than himself, although it was made by a machine.

It's been more than half a year, no, to be exact, it's a whole year in ten days.

Soaring in this universe, the flight trajectory originally designated by the navigation system has long been lost. After encountering several waves of meteorite belts and encountering a cosmic storm, what was even more unfortunate was that in order to avoid a super black hole with a diameter of an unknown number of thousands of light-years, the small spaceship piloted by Ye Cheng did not know how many times it jumped into space. It's good now, his current location can't be found in the star chart. In other words, he is lost in this vast universe......

Not to mention the sad Ye Cheng, Zhuo Wenhang, who was thrown into the unknown world by the old elf, is also facing a rare danger in his life.

"Nima's, Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Zhuo Wenhang, who seemed to be lame on one leg, bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the somewhat dull sword.

"Heaven and earth are infinite!

Boom! Boom!

The originally dim sword suddenly rose in brilliance after being stained with Zhuo Wenhang's mouthful of essence blood.

With a sword trick, the sword in Zhuo Wenhang's hand exuded a sword aura of brilliant light, aiming at the black clouds in the air and rushing into the sky.

At the same time, a pitch-black hand covering the sky stretched out from the black cloud overhead, and countless ghosts and ghosts wept through it. This big hand is shaped like a demon's claw, as if it came from the underworld of hell. Grabbed it with one hand, the ghost cried and howled, and the wind was blowing, and even the clear sun seemed to have become much darker.

Seeing that the heaven-covering demon hand was pressed fiercely, Zhuo Wenhang beat his chest again, forced all his blood out and spilled it in front of him to form a blood mist, and pointed into a knife, and quickly drew several mysterious characters in the air.

Then, Zhuo Wenhang twisted his wrist and held the drawn characters in his hands.

"The spirit is like a dragon, and the sword is in the sky. ”

There is a way that one person is desperate, and he can't open it.

At this critical juncture, Zhuo Wenhang urged all the decades of cultivation in the Sumeru realm to be cultivated.

The seven-star sword, which was suppressed by the black cloud ghost hand and could not move, finally broke free from its grip, and its sword qi was unmatched.

"Wen Hang, let's go, this demon is not something ordinary people can fight against. ”

The boundless sword qi came into contact with the Heaven Covering Demon Hand, and it had already dissipated. Zhuo Wenhang wanted to urge the mana again, but an old man with white hair behind him stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

"Master, I'm ....."

Seeing the old man slap his forehead and shoot a crystal jade sword from Tianling, Zhuo Wenhang's face changed greatly.

Before he could finish speaking, he found himself unable to move.

The old man took out a long sword hanging from his waist and threw it up, and with a light surprise, the long sword was long in the wind, and soon the sword body was several feet thick and short.

"Go up. ”

Speaking of Zhuo Wenhang, the old man gently threw the flying sword, and a trace of ingenuity made Zhuo Wenhang fall lightly on the flying sword.

"Hurry!"

Then, the old man pointed to the east, and the flying sword took Zhuo Wenhang and quickly flew into the distant sky.

"Where to go!!"

The sound of the urn sounded, and the angry shouts of the man and the woman sounded, and the giant hand that easily broke Zhuo Wenhang's swordsmanship flipped over and grabbed the flying sword that fled with Zhuo Wenhang again.

"Evil beasts! Hugh is rampant! Dao is infinite! Qi turns yin and yang!"

The old man, who was called by Zhuo Wenhang to be the master, glared angrily, shouted, and the jade sword above his head rose with a bright blue light, and when the jade sword rose to a certain height

After the degree, it turned into a hundred-foot optimus jade pillar, and the old man pulled the sword trick, and the sword fell, breaking the huge claw stretched out by the black cloud into two.