Zhang Luochao looked around, except for the coffin, there was only a coffin left, and there seemed to be no exit.

"Why don't we walk up there, there's a long stone staircase up there" Although Han Blade was injured, it didn't hinder his reconnaissance ability.

Zhang Luo looked at Qing'er, Qing'er snorted lightly, and said, "I'll believe you for the time being, if it's not the Demon Palace inside, you don't want to come out alive."

Zhang Luo walked in front with Han Blade, and Qing'er followed behind, and the more he walked up, the more uneasy Zhang Luo felt.

At the end of the staircase, there is a flat square area, surrounded by some strange stone statues, and there is an entrance in the middle.

"You guys go in first!" Qing'er was not afraid of danger ahead, but afraid that they would flee if they walked behind.

Zhang Luo's eyes suddenly turned blood-red for a moment, but it was only for a moment that Zhang Luo recovered.

However, at this moment, Cold Blade still realized that as a professional mercenary, Cold Blade has been trained by non-humans since he was a child, and his reconnaissance ability is also the best in the world.

Han Blade patted Zhang Luo's shoulder and said, "Hold back, don't be impulsive, this will hurt yourself."

Zhang Luo was fed up with the days of being threatened, and the other one in his body was already ready to move, and Zhang Luo almost gave him a chance to take advantage of it.

"I know" Zhang Luo's eyes were full of helplessness, and he sighed: "After I get that thing, I will let everyone know me again."

Han Blade smiled and didn't speak, he knew that Zhang Luo would never say big things, but once he said it, he would do it desperately.

The three of them entered the tomb, which was pitch black, and they couldn't see their fingers.

"Can this be an exit?" Han Blade lowered his voice, afraid that Qing'er would hear: "If not, what should we do?" ”

"What else can I do, leave it to fate, gamble" Zhang Luo shook his head.

Fortunately, there was no danger along the way, and I walked safely to the exit.

Qing'er stood in place, inhaling something, and suddenly laughed: "I feel his breath, although it is far away, but I am sure it is him."

"Demon Monarch Night Wind?" Zhang Luo asked suspiciously.

In front of them was a long stone staircase that led into the fog below.

"Go down?" A trace of fear passed through Han Blade's heart: "Zhang Luo, I'm afraid this is more dangerous than the previous place."

Zhang Luo paused and asked, "How can you see it?" ”

Qing'er on the side stared at Zhang Luo, with a smile on her face, but it always made people look a little uncomfortable.

"Presumably this is the first gate of the Demon Palace," Qing'er finished speaking, and walked down alone.

"Zhang Luo, should we follow?" It's not that Han Blade wants to retreat, he just doesn't want to be with this female demon.

"Since we are going to the Demon Palace, this gate will have to pass sooner or later, let's go" Zhang Luo came here to save his life for that kind of thing, but he couldn't give up halfway.

Han Blade didn't say anything, and followed Zhang Luo down, Han Blade felt that his physical strength was getting worse and worse, probably because of the corpse poison spreading all over his body.

Zhang Luo held Han Blade, looked at his pale face, and sighed in his heart: "It's me who dragged you down."

Han Blade laughed and said, "We can be regarded as brothers who have experienced life and death together, and we have seen this outside."

Zhang Luo secretly clenched his fists tightly, and the blood-red color appeared in his eyes again, and then disappeared.

"Don't worry, we'll get out safely, I promise" Zhang Luo patted his chest and swore a swear.

Zhang Luo is forbearing, waiting for the Yin soldiers to reach the cultivation of Xuan Qi, to see who can still stop him.

Qing'er walked in front with a leisurely look, and she didn't seem to care about these dangers.

Under the thick fog, Zhang Luo and Han Blade stood aside, and Qing'er walked into the thick fog.

Zhang Luo looked up at the stone statues on this, and couldn't help but be in awe, this fog was full of huge stone statues, but the head of each stone statue was not a human head, but an animal.

The ancients often said: things are too fine, they are demons; People are too lustful, for demons!

Could it be that these stone statues were once the subordinates of the demon lord Yefeng, and in order to commemorate them after their deaths, stone statues were carved for them, so that they could protect the demon palace forever.

"It seems that the Demon Palace is here, I will take the first step, whether I can come out alive or not depends on your creation" Qing'er smiled at Zhang Luo and Han Blade, and disappeared into the thick fog.

It seems that after this Qing'er knew that this was the Demon Palace, she felt that it was a burden to take Zhang Luo and Han Blade, so it was better to let them die in the palace guarding array.

"It's okay to go, this female devil" Han Blade couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Let's go" Zhang Luo learned that he hadn't even entered the door of the Demon Palace now, and he couldn't help but get anxious: "We have to leave quickly, we don't know how many people are in front of us, can you still stand up to your injuries?" ”

"It's okay, this bit of corpse poison can't kill me, I can hold it" Cold Blade came here to help Zhang Luo, he didn't want to be Zhang Luo's oil bottle.

The two cautiously walked into the dense fog, the light visibility of the flashlight was only about five meters, Zhang Luo did not dare to relax in the slightest, and he didn't know what would be in the thick fog.

The cold blade suddenly tripped over something, and Zhang Luo shone it on the ground with a flashlight, it was actually a torch, and it hadn't burned for long.

"It seems that someone has come" Zhang Luo picked up the torch on the ground and lit it: "They shouldn't have stayed too long, they left in a hurry, and even lost the torch."

The firelight illuminated a small area around him, probably because of the fire, which made Zhang Luo's heart feel a little more comfortable.

The light of the torch suddenly trembled, and Zhang Luo instantly tensed, there is wind here?

"Zhang Luo, think about it, why did they throw this torch that only burned a little bit here" Han Blade's expression became very serious, the person who threw the torch must have some skills as a tomb robber who can come here, and ordinary tomb robbers would not lose something as important as a torch.

"You mean that they were hunted down by something, lost in a hurry?" Zhang Luo asked.

Cold Blade nodded, only in this way did it seem reasonable.

"Then according to your analysis, then there is something in this thick fog," said this, and both of them watched around vigilantly.

The light of the torch trembled, and a black shadow rushed towards Zhang Luo, Zhang Luo stabbed it with a sword, but it didn't stab, but he was scratched his clothes.

"There's something, be careful" Zhang Luo threw the torch aside, holding the sword in both hands, waiting for the next attack of the black shadow.

The black shadow rushed over again, this time it was no longer one black shadow, but more than a dozen, but they did not pounce on Zhang Luo, but the torch.

Zhang Luo saw the black shadow rushing towards the torch, and instantly understood why those people threw the torch away.

"Hurry up" Zhang Luo shouted, and the cold blade came back to his senses and immediately ran to the back, while Zhang Luo broke behind.

After the black shadow extinguished the torch, he immediately rushed towards Zhang Luo, this time Zhang Luo was prepared, and slashed down the four black shadows with a sword.

Zhang Luo looked on the ground, and the black shadow had turned into a pool of black blood!