The large chamber is large enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

A group of black-clothed men casually crossed their knees on the ground, led by a hunchbacked old man with black beard and black hair and a wrinkled face.

Next to the old man, there was a tall and thin middle-aged man with a gloomy face.

The rest of the two hundred people sat in front of them, each with a very unpleasant face.

Every member of the Soul Refining Sect shouted and beat them like rats crossing the street outside, and every branch of the Soul Refining Sect was like a rat hole, not allowing others to find out.

Now if nothing else, it is a sin in itself to be discovered, not to mention that someone has already entered the underground secret passage.

Beside the old man, the middle-aged man with a gloomy face said softly: "Don't worry, Hei Lao, there are so many traps, that kid shouldn't be able to break through." ”

As soon as the words of the gloomy middle-aged man fell, a ghost entered everyone's room through the wall, and then said to the old man: "Lord Steward, it's not good. ”

The old man's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?" ”

As soon as the words "that kid ....." were spoken, the iron door of the room where everyone was was kicked out by Lan Wen, and the walls where the iron doors hung collapsed.

The gate flew towards the old man, and the middle-aged man in the haze stepped forward and slapped the gate away with one palm.

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the door, and a young figure carrying a blue long sword leisurely walked into the room, looked at everyone and smiled: "You guys are hiding so well, but let me find it." ”

"You were able to find it. The old man was shocked.

Yechen smiled: "If I were you, I would leave my last words while there is still some time." ”

"Hubris. The old man snorted coldly, "Do you really think that you can do whatever you want here?" boy, the old man just wanted to spend less effort to clean you up, but it made your self-confidence swell. ”

Yechen walked into the room and glanced around at everyone, fortunately, there were only two martial spirits, and the rest were either martial artists or samurai.

Yechen carried the long sword and smiled at everyone: "Who will come up first to send death." ”

These martial artists and samurai subconsciously took a step back, and Yechen chopped melons and vegetables to kill martial arts-level ghosts and zombies, and they all saw it.

The old man had a gloomy face and said in a deep voice: "Han Qiu, let's go up together and kill him." ”

"Yes!" the middle-aged man replied.

Behind the old man and the middle-aged man, a martial spirit-level ghost appeared in each.

The old man is a third-order martial spirit, and the middle-aged man is just a first-order martial spirit.

And the two ghosts were both in the same realm as their masters, and Yechen found that their ghosts were full of violence and resentment, and it seemed that they were the products of the Refining Sect itself.

Originally, Yechen thought that the strength of the Refining Sect branch of a county country would be very strong, but seeing these two people, Yechen was a lot more relieved.

"Kill!" cried the old man.

Nightshade shone brightly on the ring, and the Death Knight emerged from the ring, spear in hand and charged at the old man.

The two sides are too close, although the room is wide, but not high, there is less room to move, and the old man and the middle-aged man are already moving forward, and it is difficult to change direction.

"Soul Seal, come back to me. "The wraith tried to attack the Death Knight and rescue the old man, but was held back by Yechen with the Soul Drawing Seal, preventing them from advancing.

And this kind of harassment, a moment is enough. The fighter was fleeting.

The charge of the death knight made the old man unavoidable, so he could only use all his strength to bless his long sword and slash towards the death knight.

There was no character of the same level who could resist the charging Death Knight, and the old man was swept away by the Death Knight's spear, smashing far away on the ground and sliding a long distance.

The next moment, the zombie centaur stood up, the flames on his body were burning, and the entire spear burned with black flames, smashing towards the middle-aged man in the haze.

King-level martial arts, Purgatory Fire Dance.

Although the middle-aged man in the haze reacted when the death knight attacked the old man, he stopped abruptly, but his strength was much worse than the old man, not to mention, the death knight had already displayed a king-level martial art.

The black hellfire smashed on the long sword of the haze middle-aged man, and the flames broke out like a long whip, and wrapped around the haze middle-aged man like a flexible python, burning his talisman in an instant.

"Chirp!"

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, how could the skeleton archer waste such a good opportunity, a red crystal arrow pierced the sky, and the middle-aged man in the gloom watched this red crystal arrow quickly approach in his sight, but unfortunately his body was imprisoned, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

The red crystal arrow submerged from the middle-aged man's chest in the haze and shot out from his back, and the next moment, the middle-aged man looked down at his chest with a frightened expression, where there was a fist-sized hole.

"Ahh

On the other side, Yechen used a long sword to draw a complex pattern on his hand, one person singled out two ghosts without falling behind, of course, this secret method is very bloody, every time you exert your power, it will consume blood, and it can't last long.

But the secret method is the secret method, the secret method that can be chosen by the Death Monarch is not comparable to the idle martial arts, Yechen with the strength of one person, stubbornly dragged the attack of the two ghosts.

Lan Wen and the little skeleton pounced viciously at everyone, fighting fiercely with the members of the Soul Refining Sect in the room.

People are not zombies, they will cooperate with each other, and it is much more difficult for Lan Wen and Little Skeleton to kill people than to kill zombies and ghosts.

However, none of these people released dead creatures, and Yechen estimated that the large number of dead creatures killed in the theater were the companions of these people.

After killing the middle-aged man in the haze, the Death Knight charged again, pointing the finger at the old man.

The old man's dry face was full of anger, and he said viciously: "Boy, our adults will come back soon, and you will not escape death." ”

"Sure enough, there are big fish. Yechen sneered, but he didn't care at all.

The Death Knight rushed in front of the old man, and the zombie horse stood up again, and watched the old man step down fiercely with his flaming hooves.

Martial arts: Horses treading mountains and rivers.

"Chirp!" the skeleton archer's bow and arrow came again, and the old man could only continue to dodge.

After three or two moves, the Death Knight and the Skeleton Archer forced the old man into a corner, and as the best of the zombies, the Death Knight's favorite thing is the face-to-face confrontation, the corner makes the old man extremely forced, and he can only resist the Death Knight.

The black flames continued to burn fiercely on the death knight's body, and the spear in his hand burned with billowing black flames, sweeping the old man's waist from left to right.

In the distance, the skeletal archer's arrows glowing with cold light were facing the old man in the distance, bringing a chill to the old man.

(Ten changes, from 0:00 last night to 12 noon today, and then it took more than an hour to revise.) The little tree went to sleep, so far for today, and updated normally tomorrow...... ）

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