Xiang Yan sat quietly in the bronze hall, his thin and angular face was full of tenacity, and his self-satisfied adventure transformed his physique, decay and decadence were swept away, and his face was a little more handsome and awe-inspiring. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As he pondered, realizing that it was not difficult to escape from the mines, and that it was even more difficult to keep the secrets of the tunnel, he couldn't help but scratch his messy and sloppy hair desperately.

"Not good!"

Suddenly, a keen sense detected movement, and a person was rapidly striding through the mine, it was the Blood Tiger guard with a scar on his face.

"Can't let him discover the Yongdao maze!" Xiang Yan stood up suddenly, picked up the broken iron sword and returned immediately.

The other party is a Solid Origin Realm cultivator, who has the essence condensation in his body, and in terms of strength and speed, he is enough to crush those who purely rely on qi and blood to exert force.

Although the earth cracking god has completely baptized the physical body, the body has become unusual, and the strength is much stronger than before, but the gap in the realm is a chasm, and it is not easy to cross.

"Gotta find a way to kill him in the mines!"

He had a calm face, his heart was ruthless, and he had no bottom in his heart, but he must not let this guy go back and report the news after seeing the changes in the mine.

If the news leaks, regardless of whether the Blood Tiger Guards will be wiped out or not, the first person to die will definitely be Xiang Yan anyway.

Ignoring the danger, he resolutely crossed the tunnel again.

Interestingly, as soon as he stepped into the maze, his mind moved, the imprint on his eyebrows flickered, the halo of disillusionment, and the walls of the corridor moved because of his thoughts, changing and moving at will.

As soon as I thought about it, a stone wall in front of me was like a void mirror, silently moving away, flashing a new passage, which was extremely magical.

With his sensitive sense, Xiang Yan locked his mine, shuttled in a straight line, and returned to the gap first.

"Lure him into the maze, and then wait for the opportunity to attack and kill ......"

Originally, the gap in strength still gave him a headache, but now that he can control this lost ancient maze at will, the problem will be solved.

At the junction of the Yongdao Ancient Array and the mine, he first covered the gap slightly with gravel to ensure that as long as he knocked lightly, the gap could be immediately revealed.

When everything was ready, he turned his back to the direction of the comer, wielding his iron pickaxe at will, pretending to mine ore, and calmly waiting for the arrival of the Blood Tiger Guard.

"Cheap slave, you're still alive!"

Not long after, a thunderclap sounded, and a hundred meters away behind him, the scar-faced tiger guard jumped like thunder, and the pace under his feet became faster and faster.

Xiang Yan was careless, digging by himself, and the iron pickaxe fell cracklingly, splashing the slightest spark, but he never mined a single spare.

"Let Lao Tzu blow a cool breeze outside, and Lao Tzu will let you drink the northwest wind for three days in a row!"

The Blood Tiger Warrior's face trembled, and he gritted his teeth and roared as he walked, he had been outside the mine for two hours, and he was already impatient.

The life of a mine slave is miserable, whether they can eat, whether they can eat enough, and even whether they can sleep well is the final word of the mine guard.

"Let's eat a whip first, and there's a big meal later!"

Scarface laughed fiercely, and the leather whip in his hand was whipped, echoing and trembling, but Xiang Yan was used to it, and he couldn't remember how many beatings he had received in the past three years.

With his back to the comer, Xiang Yan was cold, he wanted to turn back, face this blood tiger guard, and heartily hustle and bustle the hatred in his heart, but he still held back, the lack of strength is one thing, and he can't spoil the big thing because of impulsiveness.

"Bang!"

As the Scarface Warrior approached, he slammed down his pickaxe, revealing the hidden gap and the maze of the Path came into view.

Then, without looking back, he slowly walked into the maze with an iron pickaxe in one hand and a remnant sword in the other.

The scar-faced warrior who followed was slightly stunned, stood at the entrance of the Yongdao, carefully observed, and saw the nine bends and eighteen winds in front of him, hesitated, and did not rush in recklessly.

Xiang Yan found him pause, Huo Ran turned around, grinned, and stopped waiting in place, and the two confronted each other like this.

Scarface was originally retreating, but was nakedly provoked by a mining slave, and suddenly became angry, rushed forward with a leather whip, and roared, "Lao Tzu must peel your skin!"

The corridor is low and narrow, and for tall and strong people, they have to bow their heads slightly, and bumps and bumps cannot move smoothly and quickly, and if they fight here, they will not be able to use their hands and feet at all.

Before he took two steps, the top of Scarface's head had already hit the wall several times, looking embarrassed, Xiang Yan deliberately laughed loudly, which made him even more angry.

In comparison, Xiang Yan is very thin, and he still retains the height of a teenager three years ago, and he shuttles freely in the corridor.

Moreover, since he was reborn in the hall, the mark in the center of his eyebrows seemed to be a pass, and he knew the changes of the Yongdao maze well.

He ran smoothly, deliberately twisting and turning, pausing at each intersection and turning his head to make sure the people behind him could follow before turning into another lane.

"Don't let me catch you, or I'll make you miserable!"

Scarface is getting more and more anxious, and the speed of running under his feet is getting faster and faster, he doesn't want to be attacked by the flame poison for a long time, which will cause the loss of vitality and the loss of sanity.

The more this was the case, the more Xiang Yan sneered in his heart, and he had already regarded him as a dead corpse.

In fact, he didn't need to spend too much effort at all, as long as he relied on this maze, he could besiege him, let him starve to death and die of thirst, and the stench was rotten in the depths of the ancient mine.

The mine guards were inhumane, bullying and oppressing the miners, without the slightest mercy or morality.

Xiang Yan deeply hated this group of inhumane guys, and he didn't want Scarface to die comfortably at all, he wanted to see blood, release the long-suppressed hatred in his heart, and pour out the rising anger.

At the intersection again, this time he did not stop and wait, but turned and disappeared.

In fact, the Blood Tiger Guard who followed closely was already unhappy, and found that the mine slave in front of him was very unusual, not as dull as other mine slaves, and was deliberately teasing him to go deeper.

However, it was too late, and he stopped and looked back, only to find that there was only a cold stone wall behind him, and the road had already changed silently.

This is shocking, the mountain is moving, but it is as silent as the Dead Sea, there are no waves, people can't detect it at all, and by the time they find out that something is not good, they have already fallen into the formation and are at a loss.

"What the fuck is this place!"

The Scarface guard swallowed hard, threw off the leather whip in his hand, pulled out his blade sharply, and shouted into the air, "Cheap slave, Lao Tzu will break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

He was angry and scared, not afraid of being killed by Xiang Yan, but afraid of being trapped to death by the maze, afraid that under the invasion of the flames, like many mining slaves, he would become sluggish and godless.

In front of him, Xiang Yan had disappeared, and Scarface was standing at the intersection, looking around, every passage leading to a deep and unknown place, making him dazed and at a loss.

"Originally, I was still worried, how to escape, thank you for taking the initiative to send it to the door, so that my escape plan is promising!"

"Today, with your blood, I will sacrifice the flag for the road to the rise of Benshao. Remember, the person who killed you is called Xiang Yan, and he is the land of Bachen, the Han Chu War Palace, and the son of Uncle Xiang!"

The voice flickered left and right, fluctuating, in a strange situation, and the Blood Tiger Guard turned around and began to feel uneasy.

"Children of the princely family, you are not the only one who has become a mining slave, aren't you all victims of power struggles, and you are a strong family and an abandoned child?

Scarface roared loudly, dispelling the fear in his heart.

"I'm the only one who can survive for three years and finally escape!"

"Hahaha...... Little thief, you haven't gone out yet, let's pass Lao Tzu's level first and then brag!"

The blood tiger couldn't stop laughing, but it was difficult to hide the throbbing in his heart.

He followed the source of the sound and shuttled, vowing to find Xiang Yan, while roaring with a hideous face, "The mine slaves who died in the hands of Lao Tzu are as many as a hundred and ten, what about your status, asking for your life is like pinching a reptile to death!"

The words were intense, and his heart was panicked, he couldn't be sure where Xiang Yan was at all, like a gust of wind, he felt it really and couldn't grasp it.

"Poof!"

A wall opened, Xiang Yan's body was like a ghost, and suddenly appeared behind Scarface, the cold light flashed, leaving a deep scar on his back, and the scarlet blood instantly oozed out and flowed down.

The stone wall was like a void realm, Xiang Yan turned around and disappeared into it.

At the same time, the Scar-Faced Blood Tiger guard turned around suddenly, but only saw a cold stone wall, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

"In this ancient formation, you are just one of my prey, how to die, when to die, I have the final say!" Xiang Yan's voice was cold, with mockery, with a ruthlessness.

The stone walls change silently, ghostly figures drift from side to side, leaving a wound on Scarface's body with each appearance, and Scarface is like a headless fly, shuttling back and forth, unable to find an opponent or turn back.

Xiang Yan attacked and killed one by one, venting his anger in his heart, he is the master of this world.

"What if you kill me, it's not a dead end when you get out of the mine!" Scarface was terrified, roaring angrily into the sky, cold sweat dripping.

At this moment, it was as if he had rolled out of a pool of blood, the flesh below his skull was blurred, the scarlet blood was flowing, and the stone slab under his feet had become a puddle.

"There is no need for this mine to exist, and it won't be long before Major Ben razes this place to the ground, and you are just one step ahead of the others. Xiang Yan's tone was flat.

"Don't be ashamed!" Scarface gasped.

"You are the first, your partners outside are the second, wait for their arrival in the underworld with peace of mind, it won't be very long!" Xiang Yan spoke leisurely again.

"All the children of the strong clan in the mine have people who offer high prices behind their backs, even if you escape, the Jiang Yu and Bai clans will never let you go!"

"Like this mine, the three clans of Jiang Yu and Bai will also cease to exist!"

After saying that, a stone wall opened, and the remnant sword stabbed out, piercing from the back of the chest to the heart, and the corners of the Blood Tiger Guard's mouth squirmed twice, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound, and he knelt down and fell in a pool of blood.

Xiang Yan sat on the ground, and he was also shocked into a cold sweat, he didn't expect things to be so easy, after all, the Blood Tiger Guards were all martial arts cultivators, and their strength was not bad.

"gurgling, gurgling!"

Suddenly, a strange sucking sound sounded, and Xiang Yan's heart burst out.

The voice was very close, very frequent and urgent, full of strength, coming from the body of the Blood Tiger Guard, Xiang Yan thought that the guy was not dead at first glance, and when he looked again, he found that the body on the ground was shrinking rapidly.

Soon, the corpse turned into a dry skeleton.

"It's a bloodthirsty sword!"

Xiang Yan was shocked, the remnant sword inserted in the corpse fell to the ground, and there were still blood stains on the sword body that had not dried, it was it that drank blood in Ruru and absorbed the essence of the blood tiger guard.

The broken edge was slowly repairing, very slowly, but a few small gaps had been filled, and the original swarthy was now a little shiny.

"Strange things!"

Xiang Yan was surprised, if the Bronze Hall was also a place of ancient inheritance, hidden under the ancient mine for many years, secretly looking for the descendants of the disciples, and this sword might be a token of the sect.

But now was not the time to scrutinize, and he knew that there was still a lot to do to get out of the mine.