Xiao Zheng didn't go with him, but walked to the main hall.

It was empty, and there was nothing but fog, which was fog.

Wherever there is fog, it can be seen as having no heaven above and no earth below, and you must never venture into it.

When I swept my eyes, I saw that there was a normal-tall soldier on the side of the door, kneeling on one leg in an archery posture, holding a bow and crossbow in his hand, and holding an eight-foot long crossbow arrow.

Sabre-rattling, touch-and-go!

Xiao Zheng's figure, as if floating, flew to the bow and crossbow, and his body fell down, and his toes touched the eight-foot-long crossbow arrow, and took a step forward.

As soon as his mind moved, the crossbow arrow carried Xiao Zheng and circled in the air.

This crossbow arrow was obviously bound by the power of some kind of law, or it was manipulated, and it did not fly according to Xiao Zheng's wishes, but flew out of the main hall with a "whoosh", towards the back of the main hall, thousands of meters away, the huge figurine flew away.

The soldier's huge right arm is stretched out to the side of the shoulder, palm facing up.

The crossbow bolt rushed upward, circling the head of the figurine soldier as steep as a cliff, speeding up, and suddenly, the crossbow arrow lost control and crashed headlong into the huge figurine.

Xiao Zheng's heart froze, and at the last crisis, he shouted, flipped up, and landed on the head of the soldier.

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At this moment, an eagle's cry sounded, and at the end of the field of vision, a giant eagle pierced through the void, waving its sharp claws like barbs, and roared.

Between the stone, fire, and light, Xiao Zheng turned on his back.

The body lost its balance, staggered back a few steps, lay flat, and fell from the soldier's head.

At the moment of life and death, Xiao Zheng's right hand turned into an afterimage and grabbed the handle of the knife behind his back.

"Bang".

With a piercing sonorous sound and dazzling sparks, the big knife behind the back broke out of its sheath, turned into a cold light, and pierced into the body of the warrior.

At this moment, his tiger's mouth has been torn apart by shock, and blood is flowing out.

But the figure of the extreme fall was momentarily before touching an iron plate covered with steel nails on the ground, and with the elastic force of the blade, it catapulted upward.

At this moment, Yun Tianyi stood on the edge of the top of the warrior's head, leaned out most of his body, and looked down.

But at this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw that Xiao Zheng's figure was like a cannonball, with a whistling sound, rushing upside down.

"Smack".

Xiao Zheng turned his feet to the sky, against Yun Tianyi's chin, and both rushed up......