Seventy-two Follow all the way
"Huh?"
Tianci and the others followed the demon team from a distance, but they walked all the way, and they felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't say a reason for a while, and they were buried deep in their hearts, until they entered the darkness, Tianci patted his head and was surprised.
"What's wrong?" The dull atmosphere made Zijian feel depressed, and his hands scratched a few handfuls of messy hair.
"Do you think there's a sense of déjà vu here?"
The crowd was silent for a moment and then nodded.
"This is obviously the way to the mysterious palace!" Seeing everyone's demeanor, Tianci's heart was a little affirmed, and then he spoke.
"Yes, yes, yes, I said, how can it be so familiar!" Murong Linzhi's furrowed brows stretched out and he agreed.
The dark world, the mysterious black shadow, and the mysterious palace, all indicate that this is not a simple place to hide treasures, thinking of this, Tianci ordered everyone to start speeding up, wanting to see what the demon disciples wanted to come here.
Forced by the intimidation of the man in black, the Demon Dao disciples moved forward in fear.
"Plop—"
"Plop-" The sound of falling down one after another, like a nightmarish existence, chaos among the Demon Dao disciples again, after the man in black killed a few disciples who turned around and fled, he still couldn't stop the chaos among the Demon Dao disciples, and the scene was out of control.
"Xiao Nuomi, it's gloomy here, why don't we run too?" Lu Lu's face was no longer bloody, and his teeth creaked. The unknown danger tormented him all the time, and Lu Lu, who had long had the idea of escaping, couldn't hold back any longer.
Xiao Nuomi forcibly calmed down, turned around and hugged Lu Lu, who was already trembling, and after a while, Lu Lu's face slowly improved. Taking advantage of the time when the man in black was dealing with the riot, Xiao Nuomi leaned in Lu Lu's ear and lowered his voice and said: "Lu Lu, it's okay, judging from the state of the deceased, this place should be related to psychological quality, as long as you are strong in your heart, you will be fine! Besides, don't you want to know what he is doing here?"
The little witch Lu Lu has always been lively, if it weren't for the weirdness here, she really wanted to see what medicine was sold in the black-clothed man's gourd. Lu Lu, who had calmed down, was running rapidly, and the corpses he met along the way and the state of the Demon Dao disciples when they died were not scarred, and they were definitely not caused by external forces, but could really be psychological. Thinking of this, Lu Lu took a deep breath and forced himself to quickly adjust his state, and after a while, he felt that this place was not so terrifying.
Seeing the Demon Dao disciples who were still fleeing in the wilderness, the man in black shot out angrily, and in an instant, warm blood gushed out, and soon the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and some of them couldn't bear it anymore, and became crazy, crying, laughing, and running. The man in black sighed, and simply didn't care about it anymore, in his opinion, those disciples were all a bunch of waste, just let them fend for themselves!
"Let's go!" the man in black didn't want to say anything, he just wanted to find the treasure quickly, and then leave this damn place quickly.
Seeking wealth and danger, a very small number of demon cultivators gritted their teeth, and followed the man in black......
"What a heavy smell of blood!" The smell of blood in the air was still strong, and Tianci couldn't help but sniffle and said with some doubts.
Everyone's nose began to stir, seeing the corpse on the ground that was cut off from the head, and began to regurgitate, and finally Daewoo finally couldn't help but vomit out with a "wow-", everyone was nauseated, and they had been enduring the discomfort in their hearts, Daewoo's voice shattered the last shred of reason, and everyone began to lie on the ground, until tears and snot came out together, and in the end, even bile was spit out.
After a long time, the vomiting began to stop, and everyone ran forward one by one, which suppressed the urge to revolt.
"Little junior brother, could it be that the man in black did it?" Zijian said as he made a throat-slitting motion on his neck with his hand.
"Well, I think it should be, if nothing else, most of the demon monks who died here were killed by the man in black during the escape!"
Relying on their familiarity with this place, everyone increased their speed, and only when they could see the man in black in front of them did they begin to follow lightly.