The surrounding walls fell off, and stones struck them. Wen Yuan felt that his face was a little wet, and his fingers touched, and there was blood on his hand.

"What's going on?" Duan Qianxiao coughed while spitting out the stones in his mouth, the explosion around him was so loud that his voice was a little unrealistic.

"Let's get out of here first." Wen Yuan put away the Cloud Blood Sword.

Time suddenly became long, and something incomparably heavy pressed down on them with a tremendous momentum. Wen Yuan had just taken a few steps, and when he turned around, he saw Alec standing still in place, his eyes contemplative, and his body paused slightly.

"Alec!?" Wen Yuan looked back in confusion.

"Why do you know my name?" Alec asked, his eyes probing.

"There's no time to talk about that now, let's leave first." Wen Yuan looked into his eyes and said seriously. In fact, he didn't quite understand how this person seemed to be quite calm, how to do such a time-wasting act at a critical moment.

Alec understood the truth, but the question was too important for him. After all, he was a subordinate of the Sage before, and he knew that the other party had no descendants left. But if it didn't matter, how could the Bow accept him?

Could it be that the Sage hid even his cronies for the safety of his descendants?

Alec carefully examined Wen Yuan's face and thought to himself, this appearance didn't look very similar. The Sage did not have such an eye-catching appearance, and what convinced him was his own ability and charisma.

"What are you talking about there, do you want to stay here!?"

Duan Qianxiao couldn't understand what they were saying in ancient language, so he saw that the two of them were still muttering there, and yelled at them.

"You come with me." Alec put aside the doubts in his heart and said calmly: "I know another exit. ”

There was a loud and loud sound echoing in the darkness, although in this environment, ordinary people would definitely be buried here. But all three of them were very human, and although they had some flesh wounds, they were all fine.

Several people quickly leaped forward, and just a moment later, the place behind them had collapsed and turned into a ruin.

They followed Alec to a slightly more open place, and Duan Qianxiao found that Wen Yuan's face was too pale. He looked over him and saw a large wound in his abdomen, which he had only covered with his inky robe.

"Are you alright?" Duan Qianxiao's brows furrowed.

Wen Yuan nodded, waving his hand to show that he didn't have to worry, but his slightly thin lips didn't have the slightest blood.

"Which way to go now?"

Duan Qianxiao looked at the swarthy surroundings and fell into confusion.

"There."

Alec pointed to an exit in the distance, which seemed to be as structured as it had been when he was awake, a blessing in misfortune.

"Is that the highlight?"

Although Duan Qianxiao couldn't understand what he was saying, he could understand it from his gestures.

There was a faint flash of light in the darkness ahead, and people in the darkness had the instinct to approach the light, and he was just about to go there, but Wen Yuan grabbed him.

"What's wrong?"

"Something is wrong."

Suddenly, a low beast roar sounded, Wen Yuan raised the cloud blood sword and leaned forward, and with the light, Duan Qianxiao saw the scene in front of him clearly.

It wasn't an exit light source, it was a monster's eye! It was covered in blue-black scales, and its teeth were long and pointed. It walked slowly towards them, with a hideous expression, half an arm in its mouth, and I don't know whose it was.

"The exit is right behind it." Alek Road.

"Go ahead." Wen Yuan picked up the bow that he had just arrived, and he happened to be unskilled in using it, so he could practice it.

"-Huh."

An ink sword quickly took shape, turning into a streamer that shot into the center of the monster's eyebrows. A shrill cry rang out, and the monster crashed to the ground.

It happened in a matter of moments.

Duan Qianxun was slightly surprised when he saw him use the Dark Bow for the first time, and he spoke, "Brother Wen Yuan, when did you change your new weapon?" "Why haven't you seen him use it?

"Someone else sent it." Wen Yuan was concise and to the point, he was telling the truth.

Duan Qianxiao didn't ask too much, he sighed: "Fortunately, there is only one monster." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, countless points of light suddenly lit up in the darkness, staring at them faintly. Then, the sound of breaking wind sounded, and several monsters moved forward at high speed underground, and the small low roar echoed—

Duan Qianxiao: "......" How many monsters are there here?

"Don't be in a daze, let's fight." Wen Yuan patted Duan Qianxun's shoulder and pulled out the Cloud Blood Sword.

"Bang bang!"

The sound of swords rang out, and the cloud blood sword slashed through the air, lighting up with a line of crimson light. If it's melee, Wen Yuan still thinks it's more comfortable.

Duan Qianxiao's cyan robe flew up, and the whole person became a wandering shadow. Although Alec on the side was bare-handed, each punch was extremely powerful, and although he had been asleep for too long, his speed and strength had always been beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Everyone was a little tired physically and mentally from the fight, but no one relaxed or stopped. No one wants to die in this dark place.

As Alec made a move, he also had a strange feeling in his heart.

Maybe he'd been asleep for too long, and his experiments were many times more powerful than they were then. If this plan continues to progress, the consequences will be dire.

Even the former transformers, the kind he saw as inhuman, could barely compete with him.

Perhaps smelling blood, the monsters in front of them became even more excited, looking for every opportunity to nill at their flesh like hungry wild dogs.

Wen Yuan approached the exit as he killed the monster, and he found that it was a recessed place, and there was a sculpture standing still in the dark.

It was a man, his robe swept back, his gaze was one of touching determination, and he held up a torch in his hand and leaned forward, as if to light up the endless darkness.

"Who is this man?" Duan Qianxun also came here, his robe was already covered with blood, and on it was his own blood and monster blood.

"That's my lord......" Alec's voice was hoarse.

Years later, when he saw him again, he could only touch the cold sculpture, which had been buried in the loess with his own beliefs.

Alec, who had never been iron-blooded, suddenly felt his eyes moisten.

"I can understand your feelings, but how are we going to leave now?" Wen Yuan pulled the Cloud Blood Sword out of a monster, and a large amount of blood splattered into the dirt.

"The blood of the Sage will do, and perhaps his descendants will do the same. There's a groove inside the torch where you put your blood. Alec's gaze turned to Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan: "...... No, I'm not. ”

Duan Qianxun was puzzled when he heard it: "What are you talking about?" ”

At Duan Qianxun's strong request, Wen Yuan had no choice but to relay Alec's words.

"Okay, Brother Wenyuan, I didn't expect you to have an unknown identity." Although Duan Qianxiao didn't know who the sage was, he knew that the other party was not simple when he heard this title.

"There should be a misunderstanding here." Wen Yuan was a little weak.

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