While muttering to himself in a low voice, the explosion below also rang out.

Even if he was as calm as falling into a well, he was taken aback by this huge movement: ", what brand of explosives is in this mine (tube), it is so strong." ”

Picking out his ears, which were somewhat deaf, he walked forward slowly and looked down.

Thick white smoke filled the room, and even as he tried desperately to knead his eyes, he couldn't see anything clearly.

In desperation, I had to stand where I was, thinking that when the smoke and dust were almost gone, I would jump down and take a look.

And at this moment, the falling well formation, which had regained some of his hearing, suddenly felt a faint gunfire ringing out from the position above him.

Searching for the sound, it was speculated that the shooter should have been only two rooms away from him at this time.

Luojing drew a strong flashlight from his waist, and used the unique skills passed down from the Luo family to climb up the smooth wall little by little.

The so-called sticky hands are one of the skills that must be learned as a home.

It is mainly inspired by ants that we can usually see.

Everyone thinks that ants are the lowest existence in the insect world, but in the eyes of your ancestors, their shining points are numerous.

For example, teamwork and personal responsibility are one of the most important qualities that every Tufuzi is indispensable to when starting a museum.

On the other hand, ants are known to crawl freely on walls at any angle.

And it was from these ants that the ancestors of the Luo family found inspiration, and later through unremitting improvement and cultivation, they successfully created the top unique skill of sticky hands.

And this kind of mastery also laid an indelible foundation for the name of the first family to rob tombs.

It is said that after this sticky hand is repaired, it can ignore any terrain obstacles and achieve the effects of flying eaves and walls, Ling Bo micro-step, etc.

It is precisely because of this that the vast majority of those who inherit the bloodline of the family have had a tenacious physique and martial arts talent that ordinary people cannot match since the day they were born.

In terms of physical toughness, the Luo family can be said to have achieved it to the extreme.

Beneath their seemingly thin and thin bodies, there is actually an infinite amount of intimidating power.

The strength of a person depends on the overall area of his body and his altitude, and such a view is simply absurd and ridiculous in the eyes of the Luo family.

Imagine two warriors of comparable strength, one of whom holds a decapitating broadsword more than three meters wide, while the other chooses to use a sharp dagger to fight.

As a result, no matter how strong your broadsword is, it will need to fall on the opponent's body in order to exert its true power, otherwise it will be useless and will expose countless fatal flaws.

Daggers are different, the person who wields the dagger is much less stressed than the one who wields a broadsword, and this corresponds to the difference between the speed of the pace and the speed of dodging when attacking.

Taking advantage of this characteristic of flexibility, the never-ending entanglement with the other person is like a mosquito in your ear at night when you sleep, constantly draining your energy and stamina.

But in that dark environment, you have no choice but to let the other party constantly harass you, so as to completely disintegrate your psychological defense line in the end and complete the fatal blow.

Sometimes the strength of muscles is not in the big, but in the fine.

It is this special concept that the Luo family has adopted, so that they can have quite strong muscle content and excellent physical fitness while being as light as a swallow and walking as fast as a fly.

It was dark, and I didn't know how long I had been climbing up, and I vaguely smelled a very strong smell of burning.

Following the taste, I finally found an entrance to the other rooms near a corner of the cave.

It should be down there.

Thinking in his heart, no matter how high the falling well array was, he jumped into the hole in front of him.

Sliding down the narrow pipe, a glimmer of light loomed ahead.

Seeing this, the Luojing array also grabbed the two walls with both hands, and the two feet rose into the air, and they hovered directly in the center of the passage, and the whole person also adhered to the side wall of the passage like Spider-Man possessed.

Looking at the wisps of white smoke coming up from below, the falling well array also sighed incessantly.

In a room surrounded by green vines, a tall, stout middle-aged man was lying to the ground with a painful face, his face hideous, his hands clutching his neck.

That's right, this is the team member who unfortunately fell because he squatted down to pick up a flashlight before Jiang Zhiyuan found the passage.

His name is Wang Meng, and he is a Mongolian with purebred blood, and although his name doesn't sound like most Mongolians, he doesn't care about these things himself, but likes this unique feeling.

Wang Meng's innate physical advantage makes him enjoy a strong body and bones even more when he is an adult, although he has not done many exercises since he was a child, and his adult figure is even more staggering.

And he is also very proud of his strong muscles, and arrogantly claims to be the first brave man in the world.

And the reason why Jiang Zhiyuan recruited him into the team was mainly because he took a fancy to his terrifying deterrence as a normal human being.

When Jiang Zhiyuan saw him for the first time, he was taken aback by the strong man from the Mongolian nationality in front of him.

With a thick beard on his chin, a fierce appearance like Zhang Fei, a thick waist and a huge plump buttocks, everyone who has not touched it mistakenly thinks that he has encountered an adult bear.

With such a big and three rough appearance, coupled with his unruly and wild personality, he is like a three-dimensional version of the Lord of Hades.

When he first joined the team, Wang Meng was like a Tibetan mastiff who had just come out of the cage, and even Jiang Zhiyuan, who has always had strong leadership skills, would feel a lot of headaches when managing such roles.

This also put Wang Meng in an extreme state of being isolated by everyone for a long time, until the appearance of the Luojing Formation completely changed all this.

Wang Meng, who has respected force all his life, would never have thought that in this small expedition, there would really be an existence that could defeat him, and it would be a complete victory without suspense.

Whether in terms of strength or skill, the opponent has shown unparalleled talent and talent, which is simply a one-sided crush.

Wang Meng, who never thought that he would be beaten by a thin man in front of him, was powerless, and after that, he completely lost his innate unique arrogance and became like a prisoner.

In the thick smoke, Wang struggled to his feet, and then desperately tapped the thick cage-like vines in front of him.

But obviously, Wang Meng, who has inhaled carbon dioxide excessively, has long lost any ability to resist, and he can't even maintain normal breathing, how can he escape by force alone.

Gradually, Wang Meng fell to his knees, his face was already a little blue, and his huge body was trembling uncontrollably at this moment.

"It's strange to light a fire in a closed space, don't smoke yourself into a roast pig!"

Under the extremely blurred vision, Wang Meng seemed to see a masked man jump in, and he didn't remember anything after that.

I just knew that when he was awake, there were several familiar faces lying neatly next to him.

Scratching his ears and cheeks in confusion, he tried to pinch his thighs again, and found that it was not in a dream.

Turning his head to look around, the scene in front of him almost didn't startle his jaw.

At this time, the place where they were was still a room wrapped in vines, it was simply a huge hall with bright lights and golden splendor.

And directly above the place where he was lying just now, a very irregularly shaped hole appeared in front of him.

"Look at this hole, it looks like it was blown out."

There was a ghostly voice behind him, but it was more like a Meng Po on Huangquan Road.

Wang Meng hadn't recovered from his nervousness yet, and this ghost-like voice directly scared him back more than twenty steps.

Lao Liu, who had already stood up, saw that Wang Meng reacted so much, and he also smiled at him.

Seeing this, Wang Meng also patted his heart while shouting in his deep voice: "! Lao Liu! Can't you give a damn hint before you speak, how can you be suspicious! “

When Lao Liu heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Tell me how old you are, why are you still so shocked, it's thanks to what I said, if I pat you, wouldn't you want to punch me to death." “

was a little embarrassed by Lao Liu's words, Wang Meng coughed twice, and then said nonchalantly: "Hey! Okay, okay! You're right all the time, I'm big-minded and don't care about you! “

was so opposed by Wang Meng, Lao Liu Tou was also a little nervous all of a sudden, and he seemed to feel that he couldn't reply to the two sentences, and the face on his face was a little unbearable.

But before he could think about what to say, a violent muffled sound suddenly came from the depths of the hall.

It was as if something huge had broken through the ground.

"Hey! I said Lao Liu, I really didn't expect you to be able to release two kicks in your ass, so fucking loud! “

Seeing that Wang Meng was still unrelenting, Lao Liu was also a little anxious, and his legs were trembling with anger.

"Your grandmother's only two kicks, your fucking family is two kickers!"

As if feeling that what he said was a little too much, Wang Meng also pouted noncommittally, and at the same time wondered the source of the muffled sound just now.

The two of them just stood in place, neither of them daring to move a single step, and the various encounters after coming here had obviously made them let go of each other's playfulness.

In this place, if you don't raise two hundred percent guard, the end will definitely not be much better than those companions who were eaten alive by the bats swarm before.

Thinking of this, Lao Liu and Wang Meng both had bursts of hair standing on end, and their hearts were cold.

The mystery of what kind of creatures they were hiding in the darkness and why they had been able to survive in this enclosed underground for so long haunted everyone present.