Li Ling took a few steps to check the body of the deceased, and she was secretly surprised.

All those who died under the ancient pagoda were masters of the Three Dynasties, and many of them were even famous, such as the Black Crow, the old iron man of Xishan, and the eldest son of Guangyuan. Liaoyuan's son Li Ling knows a lot.

"Clean up the battlefield first, hurry up!"

Hong Yuan quietly ordered, sitting cross-legged and healing his wounds.

Of the three main points of the large slaughterhouse, Butta is located on the last level. Although there is nothing on the surface, no one knows what kind of world is inside. As the leaders of this front, we must not only be vigilant and vigilant at all times, but also maintain vigorous energy and maintain the best condition.

Li Ling and the others were busy with Hongmen's apprentices, cleaning up the battlefield as soon as possible, and only Yu Wenxiu stayed by Hong Yuan's side. The latter did not speak, and sat quietly next to Hong Yuan with a haggard face.

When Hong Yuan left the village where her ancestors lived, she was surrounded by a large family, but now she was the only one left. Grandpa died on the glacier, and the tribal warriors died one by one. Now, even the entire lost land has been turned upside down into a new cycle. For her, the only person she knows today is Hongyuan. When she arrives in Bhutata, perhaps Hong Yuan will leave her soon.

"Once upon a time, a penguin went to the neighbor's house every day. One day, he suddenly didn't go. Neighbors asked him why. He said his pants were torn and he was embarrassed to go out. Hong Yuan suddenly turned his head and glanced at Yu Wenxiu's plump, high-pitched majority. He laughed evilly. "Ah Xiu, your robe is broken. Expose what should be exposed, and expose what shouldn't. ”

Yu Wen blushed, subconsciously looked at his robe, but found that he had been deceived by Hong Yuan. There were a few holes in the robes, but they were just big mouths. What holes are there in the big stocks? His face turned pale with anger, but his heart was warm, and he forgot his troubles and sorrows. Just seeing the ancient Putuo Pagoda not far away, I couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Ah Xiu, don't worry, we'll be fine. We can climb to the top of the button tower and get out of here smoothly. "Hongyuan is comfortable.

Yu Wenxiu shook his head. "Hongyuan, I'm not worried about danger, I'm ......"

Yu Wenxiu wanted to say that she didn't want to be separated from Hong Yuan, but when she came to her mouth, she swallowed it again, and love was unspeakable in her heart.

"After the First Good War, I will return to Dingtian Da Alu, where my closest aunt and grandfather are trapped in the blue sea, waiting for me to rescue them. But one day, I'm going to go to the outside world too, Ah Xiu. I'll definitely go see you then!" Hong Yuan knew what Yu Wenxiu wanted to say.

"Really?" Yu Wenxiu suddenly raised his head and looked at Hong Yuan, his eyes shining.

Hongyuan nodded. "Really, as long as I don't die, I'll go!"

"Hongyuan, I'll wait for you!"

Yu Wenxiu looked directly at Hong Yuan, and suddenly hid his face and ran out. He wasn't worried that Hong Yuan would see his tears, but if he was with Hong Yuan, he wouldn't leave.

Thanks to the joint efforts of everyone, the people quickly cleared the battlefield, collected many weapons, armor and Danyao, and even many pamphlets and jade artifacts to record their unique skills.

According to statistics, a total of about 100 bodies were found around Pututa, including several of the bodies of the Hongmen master. To Hong Yuan's comfort, he didn't find the bodies of Wubaili, Chu Xiyue, and Hong Wu. It could be that he was trapped in Aokikou and the Lost Place, but it could also be that he followed Feng Yun's battle team into the Button Tower.

After half an hour of recuperation and weak body, Hong Yuan led everyone to the button building, pushed open the heavy stone door, and appeared in front of the vast wilderness. Less than a hundred meters, the stone gate closed automatically behind him, and as he walked, the stone gate disappeared, looking at the vast desert around him.

After waiting for 6 hours in the wind and sand, Hongyuan finally saw a vague undulation.

"Close your eyes and follow me hand in hand!"

Hong Yuan stood up, grabbed Yu Wenxiu's right hand, and walked out step by step. Behind him, people did not hesitate to follow hand in hand.

In ancient apparitions, not only could the eye not see slippage, but it could also be blind. Only by feeling it with your heart can you capture the subtle movements of the wind and grass.

Hongyuan closed his eyes and swept away with the vague undulations in the distance. Sometimes it accelerates and flies forward. Sometimes it suddenly changes direction, even a few steps backwards, three steps, one step. It seemed strange and ridiculous, but it didn't take long for people to feel the light and a scream came out of their ears. Open your eyes and see that you've walked out of the ancient ghost lake.

The lake is very strange, about 1000 meters wide, and the fog on the surface of the lake does not show how long it is. At first glance, it looks like a lake, and on second, it looks more like an endless river. On the opposite side of the lake there is an arch with a curved black stone staircase inside. On the surface of the water stood two huge stone-carved warriors, each armed with a huge scythe, fiercely guarding the arch.

On the opposite side of the lake is a stone staircase leading to the Pudu Tower. On this side of the lake is the outlet of the ancient ghosts.

When Hong Yuan and his party arrived, many people had already gathered around the lake, wearing robes of various colors, and the masters of the three dynasties were guarding each other with majestic faces. An old man who had just come out of the ghost walked slowly to the lake, folded up a piece of grass and threw it down. He immediately sank into the water and disappeared. The dark and secluded lake doesn't even bubble up with a shocking bubble. Hong Yuan was also shocked by the decline in the number of students.

The old man's face sank like water, and he was dressed in a plain blue robe. The fluctuations of power within him are unpredictable. He seems to be an absolute master who has lived in seclusion for many years. At least he had reached the peak of the Seven Days of Lingwu. Just now, Hong Yuan was vaguely aware of his breathing, and followed him out of the terrifying ancient ghost. Even such a powerful master was so cautious that the waters of the lake were more dangerous than the ghosts of antiquity.

"Young man, I really have knowledge, I hope to see you at the top of the Bhutto Tower!"

The old man in the green robe seemed to sense Hong Yuan's gaze and suddenly turned around. Although he looks like the master of an Aoki dynasty, he has no hostility towards him.

The old man looked at Hong Yuan's faint smile, suddenly turned around, and jumped a hundred meters away in a few steps. In the eyes of everyone, the corpse began to fall, but when it was only three inches from the surface of the lake, the corpse suddenly jumped up again, as if it had an invisible pair of shoes under its feet to walk on the water. In the blink of an eye, the stone staircase crossed the lake, stepped on the arch and disappeared.

"Great, in fact, this old man of the Ming and Qing dynasties is extraordinary!"

"Without alarming the two gods of war, crossing a thousand meters, only an old man who is about to break through the half-step realm has this ability!"

The warriors gathered around the lake and wept bitterly.

All the fighters who can rush are outstanding masters, and each of them has great power. All the people came out of the ghost and came here, without turning around, without going out, and watching the old man walk by like this, many people's eyes became more and more fanatical. Soon, someone couldn't help but run towards the lake.

A black-faced man more than two meters tall has the fastest speed and the greatest strength to jump. He can walk more than 400 meters in one step. But power alone is not enough. When the body sinks, there is no old man's ability. His feet touched the water. The two stone sculptures suddenly moved. Hu Long screamed, walked up to the black-faced man, and with a flash of his knife, he cut them into four pieces. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Ling Blood Battle Soul Claw Book House" for free for the first time.