Yechen held Lan Wen's hand and cut it several times in a row, leaving not even a trace, let alone cutting it.

Lan Wen saw Yechen's embarrassment, retracted her hand, then put it in her mouth, and bit it lightly with her teeth, and immediately, a wound appeared on Lan Wen's finger.

Because it was a zombie, there was no blood on the wound.

Yechen put his severed finger on top of Lan Wen's wound, and the wounds of the two people touched together, and Yechen crossed a drop of his own essence blood into Lan Wen's wound.

The essence blood flowed into her fingers along Lan Wen's wounds, and between the fingers that Yechen and Lan Wen touched, a blue flame slowly pulsed. Blue flames wrapped around Yechen and Lan Wen's fingers.

Yechen and Lan Wen's fingers slowly separated, and the blue flame was also split in half, and the tips of Yechen and Lan Wen's fingers were each beating with flames.

The next moment, the blue flame on Yechen's hand retracted into his fingers, and on Lan Wen's right hand, the blue flame burned more and more, and immediately, the rising blue flame wrapped Lan Wen's palm.

The little fat man and Chang Baihui subconsciously began to retreat, and they felt that the flames in Lan Wen's hands emitted an increasingly terrifying aura.

The power of supernatural powers is linked to strength, and the stronger the strength, the greater the power of supernatural powers.

The cold ghost fire in Lan Wen's hand, exuding a far more terrifying power than Yechen, Lan Wen put the palm in front of her eyes, watching it burn fiercely, the next moment, Lan Wen raised her hand, and the blue flame suddenly burst out, rising above her head more than ten meters high flames, and the powerful force made the little fat man and Chang Baihui flee away.

"Ha!" Lan Wen shouted, the flame in her right hand slammed into the ruins in front of her, the blue flames swept forward like ocean waves, and although the one in front of her disappeared silently, the blue waves rolled into the black rocks in the distance before disappearing.

Where the blue flames swept through, all the rubble disappeared, and even the ground, as if it had been plowed, appeared a long, deep pit that had sunk into it.

The little fat man and Chang Baihui watched Lan Wen wreak havoc in horror inexplicably, a thick horror flashed in their eyes, the move just now was too terrifying.

After a while, Chang Baihui said to the little fat man in a trembling voice: "Brother Dou, can you take that move?"

"What a joke. The little fat man said, "Ten of me will also be killed in seconds." ”

"But, but you're also a martial king. Chang Baihui said softly.

The little fat man exhaled a long breath, slowly recovered from the shock, glanced at Chang Baihui, and said angrily: "Why don't you say that you are a martial spirit like Yechen." ”

"Ugh!" Chang Baihui was speechless.

Yechen's eyes also flashed with deep excitement.

Lan Wen, finally broke through, Yechen felt that Lan Wen's thoughts and feelings were even richer, reaching the wisdom of a five or six-year-old girl, as her strength became higher and higher, her wisdom in the future would also be higher and higher, until she surpassed the ordinary human race.

After Lan Wen broke through, Yechen was even more confident in capturing that red giant beast, her combat power had reached the stage of a Martial Emperor, and it was far beyond the average early stage Martial Emperor.

Lan Wen's promotion is so perverted.

The group walked along the edge of the square and found a staircase that went down.

The stairs were empty as well as under them, until the crowd saw another door.

It was a closed red gate, only five meters high, and from the outside, it was supposed to be a huge hall inside.

"The door is closed, will the red beast still close the door?" muttered the little fat man.

Yechen said softly, "It is very likely that the wisdom of that red giant beast is definitely not low. But..."

Standing outside the red gate, Yechen didn't move, but his face slowly became solemn: "This should be our final destination, standing outside the door, I feel the yin power that makes me frightened, that yin power is extremely terrifying, either a peerless treasure, or a peerless zombie, have you thought about it? If you don't go, you will face us either heaven or hell, you don't cultivate the power of death, if it is a negative treasure, I won't give it to you, there is no need to follow me to adventure." ”

"Needless to say, it's so straightforward. The little fat man said.

Chang Baihui said: "Hearing you say this, I want to retreat, but people are very curious, what to do." ”

The little fat man said with a serious face: "I think we can stand farther away, if we really encounter something that cannot be opposed, we just need to run faster than Yechen." ”

"Wow, why didn't I think of that. That's it, it's good to run faster than Yechen. Chang Baihui nodded.

Yechen glanced at the two of them angrily, and then said, "I hope you can continue to live." ”

Then, Yechen pressed his hand against the red door and pressed hard.

The door was not pushed open.

"Yechen, it won't be the same as the bronze door, it can't be opened. By the way, we should also go to the bronze gate. The little fat man said.

Yechen shook his head and didn't speak, and then Lan Wen stepped forward, pressed her hand on the red gate, and pushed the gate hard, and the red gate finally came with a "squeak" sound.

"It's on. The little fat man exclaimed.

Inside the crack of the door, there was a cold breath revealed, which made the little fat man subconsciously run his strength to resist, and Chang Baihui's body was shrouded in red light, borrowing the power of fire to warm his body.

The little fat man and Chang Baihui at the back of the night looked at each other, their expressions were very solemn, and then silently retreated to the rear.

"It's horrible. Chang Baihui exclaimed.

After pushing open a crack, Lan Wen stopped her movements and looked at Yechen, she felt the hesitation in Yechen's heart.

"Push it. Yechen said in a deep voice, his divine thoughts went deep into the storage ring, and once there was a change, he would first block the Flying Cloud Treasure Boat at the door, and then immediately run away himself.

The door was slowly pushed open, and the cold wind blew on Yechen's body, as if every cell of Yechen let out a comfortable moan, such a pure death power was comparable to the cultivation secret room of Yechen's former imperial palace.

The door was opened to accommodate a person to enter, Lan Wen also stopped moving, and the three of them hurriedly leaned on the crack of the door and looked inside.

A red carpet leads from the gate to the depths, a huge rectangular hall ten meters high, above which hangs a crystal chandelier with a red flame that spontaneously combusts.

In the deepest part of the hall, a statue of a man with four pairs of wings is carved, and the man is looking into the distance with a long sword in his hand.

The red beast, which resembles a fox, lies next to the stone statue.

The eyes of the three of them, ignoring everything in the hall, gathered together and cast their eyes on the very middle of the hall.

There, a three-meter-long sarcophagus was quietly placed, made of ordinary rock, the sarcophagus was half-open, exuding the power of pure yin that made Yechen's scalp tingle.

(End of chapter)