Chapter 35: The Fall

The passage of the underground palace quietly disappeared, and even the cultivator who was devoured in an instant did not have time to let out a miserable howl. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

In front of everyone's eyes, a near-silent tragedy suddenly happened. And the miraculous thing is that before everyone could fully digest the scene in front of them, a new intact underground palace passage reappeared, and it appeared where the previous passage collapsed.

The new passages, the long stone steps, the darkness that cannot be seen as far as the eye can see, it seems that everything is back to the original point.

What's even more amazing is that the stone steps and the range of three to five meters around the stone steps have once again collapsed silently.

Seeing that the stone steps of the tunnel were on the verge of disappearing completely, although they knew that it might still be a trap, but the cultivators who were even more afraid of the complete disappearance of the tunnel and the tomb would disappear into nothing, still rushed forward one after another.

stepped on it, and the next second was a silent fall, so fast that people didn't have time to scream or rescue.

Time had passed in the blink of an eye, and the brand-new dungeon passage had reappeared, and this time, some clever cultivators had changed their steps to fly, thinking that if they flew above the stone steps without making direct contact with the stone steps, there would be no accidents again.

But the accident still happened, the stone steps collapsed again, and all the cultivators who were close to the stone steps within three or five meters of each other, regardless of whether they were in direct contact with the stone steps, all followed the fall, and never saw the sun tomorrow again.

When the brand-new stone steps appeared in front of them again, everyone only felt their scalps tingle.

It seems that there is no end to everything, it seems that the Heavenly Dao plays with reincarnation endlessly, the difference is that every time a new underground palace passage appears, it is a choice of life and death, choose to step on it, what awaits you is the next second, choose to stop, what you give is safe and sound, and there are also those who return without success, and most of the cultivators with ordinary qualifications continue to do nothing according to the established track.

Do they wait all the time to see others succeed before they lift their feet? Do they put layers of impermeable protective formations on their bodies and step on them? But no matter which choice they make, it seems that what awaits them is endless tricks of heaven. Heaven is fraternal and equal, and sometimes he is willing to sprinkle the opportunity, but the opportunity is there, but not everyone has the courage to swallow it in one bite.

Some people couldn't stand it anymore and let out crazy roars, some people cried and laughed, and suddenly they squatted down with their heads in their hands, crying silently, as if they had gone mad.

Every cultivator who goes crazy is driven crazy by himself, wanting to become stronger and moving forward, but he is afraid of failure and death.

Lu Zheng took a step forward, he made a choice, and handed the umbrella handle in his hand like a treasure back to Dugu Ant's hand again. He decided to take the lead himself, rather than dragging the lone ant dress on the adventure.

The monster in the cloud twitched and found that he was once again gorgeously ignored by his own apprentice.

Lu Zheng staggered over the monster in the clouds, the flowing fire sword in one hand was already out of the sheath, clenched in his hand, and threw out several low-level wind talismans out of thin air with his left hand.

The rune paper fell, and in an instant, it turned into a Gangfeng formation that adapted to this world, covering the soles of Lu Zheng's feet. Lu Zheng stepped up, as if relying on the void to resist the wind, one step at a time, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the underground palace passage that began to collapse again.

He stood within the danger range of three or five meters, and someone sneered, as if his death had been foreseen.

Dugu Ant and the Monster in the Cloud didn't move, but the eyes that looked at Lu Zheng were firm and trusting.

The other cultivators didn't move inexplicably, and the heaven and earth seemed to have become a stage for Lu Zheng alone in an instant.

Lu Zheng himself was stunned and crazy by this idea, and secretly thought that he was indeed the protagonist of this world.

couldn't help but pull out a wanton smile at the corner of his mouth, thinking about the countless bloody battles of life and death in the past when he slashed ghosts and eliminated filth, Lu Zheng's face, which had always been indifferent, sprinkled a piece of perseverance and perseverance, and as soon as he raised his hand, he waved a sword, and he actually took the initiative to fight against the long dragon of stone steps that collapsed in front of him.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

In an instant, the bombardment led to a combo, and no one could see Lu Zheng's expression in the dust and smoke flying, but the sound of the explosion was different from the past. Something seems to break the cycle that makes people's scalps tingle.

Ecstasy flashed in Zhang Yunqing's eyes, as if he had foreseen Lu Zheng's death, but in an instant, he was choked by his father-in-law, who had a cold face but was secretly excited.

When the dust and smoke cleared, the collapsed stone steps disappeared again, and Lu Zheng's arbitrary figure with his sword disappeared together.

"I can't help myself. Someone had a flash of mockery in his eyes and secretly commented on himself.

Some people also secretly regret that with Lu Zheng's death, the spiritual martial arts he has may not have a chance to be revealed.

As the minutes ticked by, the people who were quietly waiting for the next Heavenly Dao trick with mixed feelings finally discovered to their horror that the new stone steps that had reappeared every few blinks had not appeared since.

The crowd began to panic and look around anxiously, only to realize that before they knew it, the number of people left in the clearing was less than half of the original. Those cultivators who didn't rush forward at all actually disappeared completely, just like Lu Zheng. What is even more unacceptable is that almost all the major forces have disappeared.

And the passage to the underground palace leading to the ancient tomb never appeared again.

"Bang!"

The people who previously sarcastically mocked Lu Zheng were unwilling to pound the ground.

Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. And these people have been eliminated.

Lu Zheng suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness, his body fell sharply, and there was darkness under his feet.

I tried a few runes and swung my sword, but it didn't work. Lu Zheng simply went with the flow, his sword hung above his head, his arms around his chest, and he fell rapidly.

Gradually, bright light appeared on the soles of the feet, faint green flashing, cluster after cluster, but it did not illuminate the surrounding environment, it looked eerie and terrifying, like a ghost fire.

Others may be shocked, but Lu Zheng, who has been a heavenly master for more than ten or twenty years, feels very kind.

The speed of the fall suddenly accelerated, and Lu Zheng even felt the oppression of the storm slapping his face. It seemed like his feet touched the ground in an instant.

There was a muffled thud, and at the same time, a dark green light flew rapidly. Lu Zheng's eyes were suddenly illuminated by the starfires in the sky, his vision was white, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He simply closed his eyes, and at the same time turned around and waved his arm, swung his sword, and between the lightning and flint, the dark green starlight in front of him fell as fast as possible.

"Ahh

At this time, there were screams in the distance, as well as the sound of crushing bones, and vaguely, there was also the sound of down-to-earth muffled collisions.

Lu Zheng frowned, and was immediately relieved. No one has stipulated that these perceptive Dao cultivators and demon cultivators are sniffing out the opportunity and swarming to keep up. It's just that I don't know what happened to the master and the eldest lady.

As soon as Lu Zheng thought about it, he felt two figures fall beside him. When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was not the lonely ant and the monster in the clouds.

The two of them walked calmly, their expressions were waveless, and their eyes only added a little care when they looked over.