Chapter Eighty-Three: The Stone Cave in the Mountain

Seeing the long knife slashing at him, Ning Lin turned around and ran. The black knife behind him laughed, and stabbed straight at Ning Lin's heart.

Ning Lin felt the blade behind him, flashed to the side, and the long knife stabbed into the air. The black knife is not in a hurry, he didn't use his real skills in the first place, at most he exerts thirty percent of his strength. The Black Knife Immortal is famous for his murder on the Killing Plains, especially for those whose strength is lower than his, often tortured and killed for days and nights, and he likes to listen to the desperate screams of the enemy the most!

Ning Lin in front of him was unsteady under his feet because of dodging, staggered a few steps, almost fell, flashed around a corner, and continued to run forward.

"Black Knife, time is running out, fight quickly!" Leng Jian whispered from behind.

"Coming soon!" the black knife quickened his pace and chased after Ning Lin.

But just as he went around the corner, he suddenly felt a pain in his throat, and Ning Lin, who was running away in embarrassment just now, was standing at the corner, holding a short dagger more than a foot long in his hand, looking at himself with a playful face!

"You, you......" The black knife pressed his throat tightly with one hand, but the blood still kept gushing out.

He never thought that his dignified immortal cultivation period would capsize in the gutter and die here!

"This short dagger can kill an immortal for the first time, so let's call you Shadow in the future!" The short dagger in Ning Lin's hand was the seventh-level weapon that he had personally created in the Glacier Empire that day. In this dark cave, this shadowless short dagger is more practical than a broken soldier, and when it is wielded, the enemy can't see it clearly, and before you know it, you have been killed on the spot!

The cold sword in the cave couldn't hear the sound of the black knife, and asked loudly, "Black knife, how is it?"

But at this time, the blood that kept gushing out had blocked the throat of the black knife, and he couldn't speak at all.

Leng Jian paused for a moment, still didn't hear the black knife's answer, and walked over: "Black knife, where are you?"

Ning Lin dragged the black knife that was already exhausted to the side, and stood around the corner waiting for another sneak attack.

Listening to the sound of Leng Jian's footsteps getting closer and closer, Ning Lin gently raised the shadow in his hand, just waiting for the last blow.

With the crisp sound of "dang ......", a black shadow pounced, and Ning Lin raised a dagger in his hand, but who would have thought that what flew was just a boulder!

"Grandma's, it's a coward!" Ning Lin flashed out, only to see Leng Jian's back disappear into the cave, and it was too late to chase after him.

The cold sword can survive in the killing plain for hundreds of years, and he has long been old and refined, the black knife is equal to his own strength, but he lost his life silently, and he rushed over to die, how could he take risks for the black knife? Everything was just to make Ning Lin relax his vigilance, but after the last moment, he threw out a stone and turned around to flee for his life.

Seeing that Leng Jian had escaped, Ning Lin lowered his head and took all the treasures on the black knife's body for himself, especially the two storage rings on the black knife's hand made Ning Lin overjoyed.

This is the first time that Ning Lin has gotten the storage ring with his own hands, although he has not reached the cultivation period and cannot open it, but all this is not a problem for Yao'er. Putting the ring into the Zhihai space and handing it over to Yao'er to practice, Ning Lin replaced it with a broken soldier, and continued to go deeper into the cave with Xian'er and foodies.

When Leng Jian fled, he was afraid that the enemy would follow him, so he deliberately extinguished all the torches along the way. Ning Lin didn't dare to light the torch again, so as not to expose his whereabouts, so he could only rely on Yao'er's divine sense to explore the way, and stumbled all the way forward.

After walking for nearly half an hour again, according to Yao'er's calculations, this road was all downhill, and at this time Ning Lin had already gone deep into the belly of the mountain, but there was no one beast on the way. Could it be that those immortals and holy beasts who came in first disappeared out of thin air!

In the dark, people's minds will also feel depressed, especially the murderous aura around them, even Ning Lin has signs of going berserk, Xian'er is even more white hair, and cat's eyes are flashing green in the dark. Only the foodie didn't seem to feel anything wrong at all, and followed Ning Lin leisurely, and even had the mind to shake his head and look left and right, hoping to find the corpse of the fierce beast!

"There is a stone gate less than 100 meters ahead!" Yao'er suddenly warned.

"It's finally here!" Ning Lin glared at a pair of red eyes and gritted his teeth and shouted. If he continued to walk in this cave, Ning Lin didn't dare to guarantee how long he could hold out. Once the murderous aura invades the sea of his own consciousness, he is also in danger of falling into the devil.

Ning Lin stretched out his hand and took out a torch to light it, and walked more than ten meters by the light of the fire, and the cave suddenly became wider, only to see that there was a huge stone gate about two feet high on the stone wall at the end of the cave!

The stone door was densely covered with dents, revealing a trace of mystery, so that Ning Lin did not dare to act rashly. It's just that the gate has been closed, and there is no gap, Ning Lin and Xian'er stood in front of the stone gate and pondered for a long time, but they didn't come up with a way to open the stone gate.

The foodie also pretended to turn around in front of the door for a long time, felt a little itchy on the back buttocks, and leaned on the stone door and rubbed it a few times.

Who knew that the road was just a few times, and the foodie didn't use any force, and the stone door was opened!

Ning Lin and Xian'er were stunned for a long time, looking at each other and smiling bitterly, they didn't expect it to be so simple, they really thought too much!

As soon as the foodie saw that the door was opened by himself, he hurriedly approached Ning Lin with a shy horse face to ask for a reward.

Ning Lin gently patted the foodie's head and said with a smile: "Zhilu Dao is just you!

Approaching the stone gate, through the crack in the door, Ning Lin only felt that his eyes were bright, and the inside of the stone gate was as bright as day!

Just as Ning Lin was about to push open the stone door, a cold wind blew behind him, and Yao'er in the sea also shouted: "Be careful of sneak attacks!"

Ning Lin didn't even have time to dodge, so he could only push open the stone door and rush into the door, Fang dodged the sword light behind him.

However, as soon as he entered the stone gate, everything in front of him couldn't help but make Ning Lin stunned, and the cold sword that attacked Ning Lin behind him was also stunned!

I saw that inside the door was a huge hall with a height of more than ten years and a length and width of nearly 100 meters!

Hundreds of fist-sized night pearls are inlaid on the surrounding stone walls and ceilings, illuminating the hall as if it were day.

Throughout the hall, every part of the hall exudes luxury. A one-meter-square meditation jade is priceless in the world, but it can only be used to pave the ground here!

The main hall is surrounded by hundreds of cabinets made of tens of thousands of years of cold wood, on which countless treasures are placed. Although Ning Lin couldn't recognize what these things were, it was only the treasure that came out of these treasures, and it was not difficult to imagine the preciousness of these things.

At the end of the main hall was a huge dragon chair, although it was a hundred meters apart, Ning Lin still clearly saw a middle-aged man in a golden dragon robe sitting on the dragon chair! A five-clawed golden dragon is carved on the back of the dragon chair, and two brilliant red gems on the dragon head shine in the light of the night pearl.

At the same time, there were more than a dozen people and beasts in the main hall who were divided into three groups to confront each other. Maybe it was because the meditation jade on the ground worked, and everyone's eyes were clear and there was no killing intent.

Among them, the human race is the most, with nine people, there are six strong beasts, and there are two fierce beasts in shape. These people are all like a tide, at least they are also immortals and holy beasts in the cultivation period. It's just that they are all covered in blood, and there are even a few people who only have one arm left, which shows that they have all experienced a life and death catastrophe to get here!

Seeing the two figures that suddenly rushed in, the people and beasts who were facing each other were all shocked. The Orcs and the Shapeshifting Beasts have reached a temporary alliance before they have the strength to confront the Terran powerhouses. But no matter whether it is a man or a beast that comes in, this balance will be broken, and no one knows what the outcome of the Dao will be.