Looking at these familiar figures in front of him, there was a guy sitting on the side eating a lollipop. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Wu Ming smiled happily, isn't it worth it!

The battle ended with a victory across the world, with the only downside being that some of the fishmen fled. The Elder of the Fishman was desperate for his own life to protect some of the Fishmen and escaped.

It's a little unwilling, but that's it. But I found another thing, when cleaning up the battlefield. The guild men found an entrance at the bottom of the lake.

The inside was pitch black, as I didn't know what was inside. Instead, someone was sent to investigate inside, and there was a dark corridor inside. But there seems to be something in there.

Several players in the pathfinder were killed by sneak attacks, due to the passage not being very wide. It can't accommodate too many people, and the situation inside is always clear.

Now that Wu Ming has woken up, the matter is almost resolved. It's time to solve this last question and see what lies deep at the bottom of the lake.

Thousands of people, surrounding the entrance. A dark entrance to the bottom of the lake, even with a large light source nearby. It's also that you can't see what's inside, and if you drop something, you will disappear immediately.

At the entrance of the cave, Wu Ming felt the breath of space magic, and this cave should be the entrance of a space. Letting the rest of the people guard by the entrance, Wu Ming jumped directly despite persuasion.

Behind it is a cold wall, and in front of you is an invisible corridor. The entrance to the entrance has disappeared without a trace, one-way spatial teleportation. Wu Ming smiled bitterly and walked towards the front.

Only the torch hanging from the edge of the corridor had a glimmer of light, but it was still too small.

As I walked, the fire flashed in front of me. It was as if something had passed, but nothing was to be seen. Ordinary people may think of it as an illusion, but Wu Ming doesn't think so.

A bloody light flashed in his hand, still the same pace, that expression. It's just that Wu Ming's fingers twisted slightly, and a cold light flashed inside.

Where Wu Ming had just walked over, a figure was slowly emerging. It popped up on the ground, but it was intact. There was no sound, it seemed to be a fantasy.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his fingertips flashed. A cold light passed through Wu Ming's neck and directly hit the creature behind Wu Ming. Bang, a figure of an object falling to the ground came out.

Falling behind Wu Ming was a guy covered in black, his face and body tightly wrapped in black cloth. They couldn't see their faces at all, they had a name in their previous lives.

That is, the shadow killer can kill the enemy through the shadow, and in the previous life, this kind of elusive guy made many people feel gray hair. Only the moment they attack are able to harm it.

Hard conditions, high-level shadow killers. In a flash, one person fell. Ordinary players have no possibility of facing them at all, and even some masters who are sneak attacked are basically dead goods.

Kicked the corpse of the Shadow Killer on the ground, it was indeed the corpse of the Shadow Killer. But Wu Ming was still very puzzled, how could these shadow killers appear here.

I'm afraid the answer lies inside, leaving the body of the shadow killer behind. Wu Ming walked towards the road ahead alone, after all, there was still a long road ahead.

There were many shadow killer attacks along the way, but there was only one way left in front of Wu Ming, who had already prepared. Stepping on the corpse of the shadow killer, the road in front of him has finally changed.

A door full of cracks blocked in front of Wu Ming, and the corridor disappeared when it reached this point. The dilapidated door seemed to crack at the slightest touch, but Wu Ming was trying to eat milk.

I didn't think about how heavy this dilapidated door was, even if Wu Ming used all his strength, he only moved slightly.

A blood-colored attack slammed directly into the door, looking at the small white mark. Let's honestly push the door! Tired and sweating profusely, the gate in front of him can finally accommodate one person to pass through.

Almost squeezed past, in front of it was a room. There was nothing inside, six walls of equal size. In the middle of the place, there was a magic array, and according to Wu Ming's observation, it was an abandoned teleportation array.

Fortunately, the damage is not very serious, and Wu Ming can still repair it. Plugging in the power stone, the light of the magic circle began to shine. Gritting his teeth and standing up, Wu Ming's figure disappeared directly in place.

As if nothing had happened, the dilapidated door was slowly closing. In the hallway, countless shadow killers began to emerge. Wandering around, or rather patrolling, it's more appropriate.

Swallowing his saliva, Wu Ming looked behind him with palpitations. The heels were already suspended for a small half, and Wu Ming's body took a step back and there was a bottomless abyss.

Here I feel like I can't fly at all, and my strength is suppressed, just like ordinary people. Slowly took a step forward, and finally got rid of the danger.

Wipe the cold sweat off your forehead and look back. There was nothing underneath, and when it came out, it was pitch black. But Wu Ming believed that if he fell, he would definitely die, and he didn't even have scum.

It is a huge square, hanging over the square in this unknown place. The white floor was full of cracks, and Wu Ming had tried. His most powerful attack is nothing more than leaving a white spot.

Then leave a question as to how powerful a person or creature is. How deep can you leave traces in this place, and who is the owner of this place?

Full of doubts, Wu Ming walked forward. Along the way, there are constantly fragments of various weapons, and broken swords and the like are also endless. They are all huge, without exception.

It was so huge that the tip of a sword that remained was larger than Wu Ming's body, and his hand touched it lightly. These things will turn into endless dust and fly in the air without a trace.

Along the way, there were countless ashes behind him. The pace under my feet is getting faster and faster, and the light in front of me is becoming more and more obvious.

A white throne had just been suspended in mid-air, but the golden blood on the white throne was so obvious.

Slowly retreating towards the back, he stopped. Running quickly towards the front, the steps under his feet are getting faster and faster.

Right now, with a hard stomp on the ground, his body flew into the air.