The safety along the way was somewhat unexpected, but Feng Ren still didn't dare to let his guard down. Judging from the several traps that have been encountered in the house before, the defenses here are definitely not to be underestimated. In the dark aisle, there was no sound except for his own slight footsteps, and it was eerily quiet.

After running for a while, finally, a little light from a distance came into Feng Ren's eyes. He stopped abruptly, took a deep breath and exhaled immediately, the hand gripping the hilt of the sword increasing a few harder. The doubts that have existed in my heart for half a year, I am afraid that today I can get a glimpse of the truth. At the same time, the nerves of Feng Tough tightened even more. What awaits him in front of him must be an endless killing machine.

Passing through the hole, Feng Ren jumped into a much brighter underground palace, and on a platform in the center, a few inches above the ground, stood with a gun, the same person who had fled earlier.

"It's a bit unbelievable that I've been running for so long and still haven't rescued soldiers. Feng Ren sneered and stepped on the steps to the platform, pointing his sword at the ground.

The man snorted coldly, "The aisle is too narrow to be opened." This will be your burial place. I'm 'Shura Gun' Yang Lu does what he says!"

Feng Ren said with a grim look on his face: "Shura Spear Demon Yang Luo, this name sounds quite bluffing, but I don't know if I really have this ability!"

Yang Lu was furious, and replied that Feng Ren was the big gun he stabbed out.

Feng Tough's body was slightly to the right side, and the iron sword easily defused Yang Lu's attack with a flick of the iron sword, overcoming rigidity with softness.

However, Yang Lu's next move directly lifted the end of the gun handle close to his body and hit Feng Ren's lower abdomen. However, the blow at the end of the handle was halted, and it could not advance in the slightest. Feng Ren's left hand held the handle of the gun, and he suddenly sent it back.

Yang Lu couldn't have an advantage in hand-to-hand combat, and was pushed out by Feng Ren and took three steps back. And Feng Ren jumped up, used his sword as a knife, and slashed down with the momentum of ten thousand jun.

The big gun was raised, and Yang Lu held the handle of the gun with both hands and stabbed out obliquely. Competing head-on with strength, he doesn't think that he has always majored in ** strength, and he has the strength of the eightfold peak of the martial arts level, with these, why not have a thin body and tenacity. However, there are exceptions to everything.

The power of the Wind Tough Sword was far beyond Yang Lu's imagination, and the sword that slashed head-on shook him back with a shot that had the strength of hundreds of catties. Yang Lu took two more steps back, and his mouth was numb, and there was a tearing pain. The blade of the gun shook in mid-air with the handle of the front half of the gun, as if it could not withstand the previous collision and was about to break.

On the other hand, the wind is tough, but the face is as usual. But there was a wave of horror in his heart.

He knew the strength of the previous sword, and he had already used most of his strength in order to be able to achieve the goal of defeating the enemy with one move. After the Dragon Soul Origin Power was awakened through the first layer of the Flame Quenching Body, his ** strength had reached a level that could not be compared with an ordinary person, unilaterally comparable to the realm-level strength.

If an ordinary person takes this blow hard, he will definitely be shattered by all the meridians and die. And Yang Lu forcibly took it, which made Feng Ren's expression solemn again.

"It's not a lot of strength!" Yang Luo shook his numb hands.

"Of course, if you're afraid, just stop here, answer my next question well, and spare your life!" Feng Ren pointed his sword and issued an ultimatum.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Yang Lu snorted coldly, and the big gun slashed out again. He is only slightly inferior by three points in the strength that he is proud of, and then he has to use the "Shura Shadow Spear" that he has become famous for.

Feng Ren blocked a few shots from Yang Lu with three swords, and suddenly a light flashed in his eyes, and then a deep darkness appeared in his eyes, and a very strange feeling poured into all parts of his body.

Next, Yang Lu slashed a shot with all his strength and was close at hand, and Feng Ren did not dodge, nor did he block it with his sword. Looking at the blade of the spear that gradually enlarged in his eyes, the corners of Feng Ren's mouth curled up a little.

Without any energy protection, his left hand reached out and grabbed the handle of the gun as it was about to slash into his head. Feng Ren looked up at Yang Lu, whose body was still in the air, with a surprised expression, and sneered.

The next moment, Feng Ren grabbed the handle of the gun and threw Yang Lu out, smashing him to the ground.

Bang!

Rubble flew, Yang Lu's body sank into the floor, and a large mouthful of blood was spat out by him.

At this time, a trace of cold killing intent suddenly flashed in Feng Ren's eyes, and he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Yang Lu's arm and dragged him off the ground and threw him out. Then he jumped up by himself, and his figure overtook Yang Lu. And in mid-air that fell to the ground, Feng Ren raised his right leg and hit Yang Lu's back with his knee.

Almost being pressed by the wind and hitting the ground, Yang Lu spurted out a large mouthful of dirty blood. He only felt a sharp pain all over his body, and he couldn't move. And Feng Ren was not ready to let him go, the tip of the long sword in his hand pointed downward, and he stabbed out with all his might.

The extremely sharp blade pierced Yang Lu's left shoulder as if it were nothing, and Feng Ren was expressionless at it. Then, the long sword raised and stabbed again, this time piercing Yang Lu's right shoulder and pinning it to the ground.

Stepping on Yang Lu's broad back, Feng Ren bent down and grabbed Yang Lu's hair and pulled his head up, asking, "It's time to talk about it, right?"

And at this moment, the inexplicable irritability and murderous intent in his chest just now had indeed faded, making Feng Ren feel that something was wrong. Now, however, this is not the first thing he wants to focus on.

"Good means, but your life has come to an end here, hahaha...... Give me a funeral!" Yang Lu suddenly showed a hideous smile on his face.

Feng Ren's body retreated almost immediately, but a sudden appearance of a pale red translucent barrier shook his figure back, and a paralyzing feeling entered his body. He looked around and saw that the huge barrier was clasped upside down like a large bowl on top of the platform, and there were no gaps at all.

"Break it for me!" Feng Ren was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly made a move, the longer he stayed here, the more dangerous it would be.

However, the several fire dragons that came out of the Huang Dragon Palm immediately turned into a little flame after hitting the barrier, completely dissipating, and could not hurt it at all. Feng Ren's face was even more gloomy. Obviously, the platform itself was a huge mechanism, and Yang Lu had already saved this back hand when he was ready to fight him.

"There's no need to waste your efforts, once this array is activated, it will be impossible to stop unless all the life in the array withers. Moreover, if you want to break it from the inside, even if you are a realm-level master, it is impossible!, you just wait quietly to die!" Yang Lu's unbridled laughter made Feng Ren feel harsh.

Feng Ren was furious in his heart, and simply stabbed out with a sword, piercing Yang Lu's chest. Obviously, it is impossible to talk to the other party, and even if it is possible, there is not enough time. Feng Ren already felt that the true qi in his body was beginning to be faintly disordered, and the air around him seemed to be much thicker, and the movement of his limbs was obviously sluggish.

The vibration under his feet was accompanied by the sound of gears turning, and Feng Ren found that the floor at the edge of the platform had been turned open, and an extreme stench came to his nose, mixed with a strong smell of blood. After seeing the scene below the floor, Feng Ren's face changed, and he almost felt the urge to vomit.

When the floor was opened, a real pool of blood was revealed, a pool filled with dark red blood. On the surface, it is clear that this blood has been in the water for a long time, and there are still a large number of severed arms and stumps exposed to the water, and there are some hideous, half-rotten human heads.

According to a rough estimate, Feng Tenacity can be vaguely calculated, and it may take hundreds of lives to form such a blood pool. He finally understood why he had an inexplicable sense of violence before, which was probably infected by the resentment emanating from these unjustly killed souls. Moreover, one of the driving forces of this evil array is probably this resentment that has been condensed for a long time. And in such a dark place, the power of this resentment has been greatly enhanced over time.

A bubbling sound followed, and it was clear that there was something to float up in the pool of blood. Wind Toughness Sword crossed in front of him, ready to be on guard. Although he knew that what appeared should not be a living thing, if it was, it would be too shocking.

Sure enough, just as he had guessed, all that emerged from the water were four white pillars. Judging from the strange forest white, Feng Ren had a terrifying thought in his heart...... These are all made of white bones......

However, no matter what else was terrible about this formation, Feng Ren didn't have much time to study it in detail. Now, he must find a way to break through. Otherwise, Yang Lu would really have to be buried.

"Brother Wudao, what do you think?"

In the current situation, Feng Ren can only ask for help from Brother Wudao.

"It's hard, but it's not impossible...... Just ......"

Brother Wudao's tone was a little hesitant.

"Say, could there be a situation that could not have happened earlier than now?" Feng Ren was ready to break the kettle.

"Do you remember the Heavenly Demon Sealing Seal you were in at the beginning? That thing is nothing compared to this formation. But fortunately, this formation is only a prototype......"

Brother Wudao sighed, now he could think of only one way, but if he did that......

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