The firelight danced in the darkness, like the most lively spirit.

Wu Feng is very sure that this firelight appeared after taking off the scroll, and this firelight is a hint? Or is it a warning of danger?

With some curiosity, I stepped over the wall broken by the mourners, and found that I entered a corridor, the floor and walls made of bluestone bricks, as if it were the main road to the treasure, and the beating fire in front of the corridor was as dazzling as a treasure.

Step forward, move forward, don't worry about any trap traps, after all, if there are trap traps in this corridor, then those ordinary zombies with bombs hidden in their bodies will not be able to reach the stone chamber at all.

There is no need for Wu Feng to say anything, everyone after the disguise quickly followed, here, it is the land of holy weapons, the unknown represents not only danger, but also opportunity, but also represents a treasure.

It's just that something surprising happened to everyone, when the last big man walked into the Yongdao, there was a loud bang, and a boulder fell from the Yongdao entrance, directly sealing the entrance of the Yongdao.

"Broken Dragon Stone!"

Han Qi, who was disguised as the son of Xun Shijia, exclaimed as soon as he saw the smooth and flat appearance of the boulder, and when he heard it, Wu Feng was surprised, Broken Dragon Stone, I have never eaten pork, I have always seen a pig run, Broken Dragon Stone, it is said to be the wall of the tomb of the ancient emperor's tomb, once the tomb owner is properly buried, the broken dragon stone will be put down to close the tomb, and each broken dragon stone weighs a thousand catties, put down, it is Yin and Yang forever.

At this moment, looking at the broken dragon stone that sealed the Yongdao entrance, Wu Feng frowned slightly, the broken knife pulled out a batch of void, and the blood-red knife "bang" hit the broken dragon stone, and suddenly the lime splashed, but when the dust fell, with the help of the light of the torch, Wu Feng gasped, and the knife gang that could break the stone and divide the gold only left a shallow trace on the broken dragon stone.

"What a hard stone, so fond of playing with other people's guardians."

Wu Feng looked at this smooth corridor and didn't find any monitors, but for sure, someone must be watching them somewhere, otherwise this Broken Dragon Stone would not fall until the last person entered the Yongdao, and Han Qi also frowned slightly, the Broken Dragon Stone was manipulated by someone, so was there a mechanism in this corridor that was manipulated?

Looking at each green brick, she didn't want anyone to be swallowed up by this mechanism, so she stepped forward and walked to Wu Feng, she wanted to see the weight of this mechanism, because she had a map of the mechanism in her head.

Wu Feng Han Qi expected it to be good, the organ, someone is manipulating, and some people are observing them, according to a big mountain more than ten kilometers away, from the outside, this mountain is not peculiar, green trees, and occasionally small animals can be seen running through the mountain forest, but in this big mountain, one by one metal gears are "clicking" running.

Metal teeth are small, the huge diameter is more than 20 meters, the small diameter is only two or three centimeters, next to these constantly rotating gears, some personnel wearing work clothes are carefully checking the operation of the gears, only to see, a gear has just been stuck, a staff member toe a little, the body jumped high, accurately came to the gear, quickly let the gear continue to resume operation.

These gears connect the mechanisms of the Holy Land, one of the four central hubs of the Holy Land.

Above the gears, a gray-haired fat old man held on to the metal railing, staring at the gears, his cloudy eyes revealed worship, as if he saw not the cold gears, but the wisdom left by the ancestors, you know, the power of these gears is not manpower, not firepower, wind power, but the stream driven, yes, the power of these huge gears, from an inconspicuous stream, this, is the wisdom of the ancients, but also unbelievable wisdom.

The insignificant power has made this central hub operate for thousands of years, the gears have changed batch after batch, and people have changed generation after generation, but this central hub has never stopped running, and has always brought power to the core hub to protect this pure land.

"Master Venerable, there are already trialists who have entered the Wandering Underground Palace!"

While the old man was looking at the gears, a young man with glasses came over and bowed to the old man's back.

"Oh? So fast! "The old man is a little dumbfounded, the wandering underground palace is one of the nine earth palaces of the Holy Martial Land, the internal organs are extremely dangerous, it is the attack mechanism designed by the public loser, it can be said that the trialists who enter the wandering underground palace are nine deaths. What made the old man a little dumbfounded was that the Holy Martial Land had not been open for long before someone entered this wandering underground palace.

"Suddenly, the zombie broke through the entrance of a free dungeon, allowing the trialists to discover the ...... in advance"

The man with glasses helped his glasses, and he didn't expect that the zombies he wanted to increase the difficulty of leaving the dungeon were actually uncontrollable.

It's just that the fat old man didn't care about this, looked at the running gears and asked, "Ahem, what is the strength of the trialist?" ”

"Master, more than ten trialists have not reached the day after tomorrow, but ......" The man with glasses did not find out Xiao Jiang's identity, and his current appearance was a little hesitant.

"But what?" The obese old man was a little displeased, and turned his head to look at the man with glasses, "When you go out to study, you become swallowed?" ”

The man with glasses smiled bitterly and slandered: "You forced me to go at the beginning, but now I ......"

"Huh?"

"But there are a few masters among the trialists, and this group of trialists is the first to break through the door of death and enter the Holy Martial Arts." The eyed man hurriedly changed the topic and continued, he was going to be tortured to death by this fat old man, you must know not to look at this old man's fat, he is one of the four guardians of the Holy Martial Arts, Xuanwu, the master of the machine technique of the Mo family.

"Oh? It seems that this group of young men is very powerful, and they have opened all the mechanisms of the free dungeon! Xuanwu's eyes flashed with excitement, the person who can break through the door of death must not be a weak person, and he wants to see what kind of effect the controller and the ancient martial artist can have when they fall to the ground.

"Master, the mechanism is fully open, this ......"

The man with glasses hesitated, causing Xuanwu to frown, "What's the problem?" ”

"Master, the person who enters the free dungeon is Qilin's best friend, if all the mechanisms are opened, then ......"

"Kirin!?" The fat old man tilted his head and said with a smile: "That kid is finally willing to come back, ha, the old Qilin can finally be freed, but, boy, if the Qilin knows that you dare to underestimate his friend, then ......"

"Apprentice understands, all the mechanisms are open!" As soon as the man with glasses thought of the arrogant Qilin, if he released water at this moment, he would not only underestimate the Qilin's friend, but also the guardian of the Holy Martial Arts.

The fat old man smiled and nodded, "Let's go, follow me to see what Qilin's best friend is capable of!" ”

"Yes, Master!" The man with glasses was also excited, he had added a lot of unique mechanisms to the dungeon, and he also wanted to see if his friend could successfully break through the free dungeon......