In the halls of the underground palace.

Three days have passed, and there is still no result.

Halfway through, some people couldn't resist the temptation and walked into the whirlpool. But it was all the same, first there were shouts of killing, and then there were their screams.

Who made the legend of the treasure of the mainland too tempting, it is a treasure that has been rumored for more than 10,000 years.

Not to mention anything else, just look at the vicinity of this underground palace now, there are so many big and small demon monsters that you know that there must be something good behind the whirlpool. Otherwise, how could such an ordinary mountain range give birth to so many great demons.

Moreover, the rest of them didn't think much about it before, because they had been dealing with those demonic beasts. Now, after staying here for a long time, they have discovered that there is a lot of aura here, and cultivation can get twice the result with half the effort.

Everyone was reluctant to leave, but there was nothing they could do.

"Hehe, okay, you guys keep waiting, let's go out first. ”

After discussing with the people behind him, it was fruitless to wait any longer, so they decided to go out and talk about it.

"Hey... Let's go too..."

Everyone looked at each other, and they all saw helplessness in each other's eyes, but then some people echoed each other.

There is no way for them to stay, and besides, the Rat Demon King has been here before, and if they don't follow the masters of the Dou Sect, what if the Rat Demon King comes to sneak attack.

"Fight, I'll go in and break in. ”

There were also people with a blank face, said, and walked in directly.

"I'll go too. ”

Someone else made the same decision.

"Bang Bang..."

"Die..."

"Ahh

Soon, the sound of frantic battle and the clashing of weapons still came from behind the whirlpool. Next. There was still no sound.

"Hey... Let's go..."

The rest of the crowd sighed one after another. The decadent walked out.

"I'll go..."

At this time, Rory said coldly, and wanted to walk in directly.

"Young Lord..."

The masters behind him shouted one after another.

"Rory, come back. ”

Rudolph frowned and drank softly.

"Second grandfather, I..."

Rory said that he was obsessed with fighting, and when he heard the battle that followed, his heart had already itched.

"Come back. Let's go out first. ”

Rudolph said.

Rory still didn't dare to disobey his second grandfather, and walked out unhappily.

Seeing that the Bonn Empire and Feng Ang had gone out, the rest of the people also walked out.

......

After Fang Yunchu entered the whirlpool, he reappeared in a quiet white mist space.

Fang Yunchu was also a little used to it, and walked out directly.

Walked all the way, and this time there was nothing.

Soon, Fang Yunchu walked in front of a small pool, and the small pool blocked Fang Yunchu's way.

The small pond is like a hot spring, tumbling and emitting white smoke.

There was some strange liquid in the pool. The liquid is pale cyan and slightly viscous.

The cyan liquid also exudes a faint fragrance. People unconsciously want to jump in and take a dip.

"Not after the previous battle. Now treat yourself to a hot spring. ”

Fang Yunchu thought casually.

Fang Yunchu looked behind him, and there was still no way to retreat behind him.

In front, there was only this small pool, blocking the way.

Fang Yunchu didn't stay too long, and walked in directly. Fang Yunchu was very worried about Fang Di's situation, and he still hadn't seen them so far, Fang Yunchu was even more anxious. If they had gone through the same situation as themselves, they would definitely not have been able to get over it.

And now there is no way back.

Fang Yunchu gently stepped into the small pool.

The liquid in the small pool is nothing unusual, just like water, the temperature is not high, it is indeed very comfortable, really like a hot spring.

Fang Yunchu slowly walked into the small pit, although it was very comfortable, Fang Yunchu still did not take it lightly.

However, Fang Yunchu felt a familiar feeling, and even Fang Yunchu felt very sad, as if his most haode friend and relatives had died in his arms.

That's how it felt when Sister Yu'er died.

Fang Yunchu felt that this feeling was very bad, Fang Yunchu wanted to cut it off, but he couldn't.

It's really such a feeling, such a mood.

Fang Yunchu walked forward slowly, and gradually, Fang Yunchu's eyes were a little moist.

“haha......”

"Kill......"

"Hey......

Walking in the small pool, gradually, Fang Yunchu seemed to see a picture, a picture of a domineering man fighting. I saw countless masters flying overwhelmingly, and they all sent out world-destroying attacks, but the man swung his sword, and in an instant, a large number of those people were wiped out.

But then there was still an endless sea of people killing, and the man was daxiao, fighting frantically. zuihou, a few masters like demon gods came, and the man still knocked one person away with one sword, but then several people besieged it. Under the siege of several people, the man was finally injured, and then, those people joined forces to launch an even more powerful attack, but the man still tore through the space and escaped. But the man was also covered in blood, and he was going to die......

Before he died, the man was still drinking freely and daxiao......

Somehow, seeing this, Fang Yunchu felt very sad. As if the man was his brother, Fang Yunchu really wanted to fight with the man and kill the enemy together......

Looking at those masters who were besieging men, Fang Yunchu actually wanted to kill them immediately.

Fang Yunchu was immersed in it, not noticing at all that the cyan liquid around him was rapidly flowing towards his body, being absorbed by his body, and the color of the liquid in the small pit was also slowly fading, although it was very slow, but it could still be seen if you looked closely.

The scene changed again in an instant.

Fang Yunchu seemed to see that in a calm mountain village, a little boy was born.

It's an ordinary small mountain village, I don't know what it is.

The people in the small mountain village don't know martial arts, they are ordinary villagers, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, a very harmonious picture.

The little boy was able to walk quickly, crawling around and playing, and the villagers loved him.

Then, the little boy was five or six years old, and he was very naughty, but the villagers still doted on him.

One day, bad luck struck.

After the little boy stole and ate the neighbor's old hen, his father found out, and his father was about to beat him with the sole of his shoe, so the boy went to the back mountain to hide.

However, at this moment, a group of heinous robbers came to the village.

They killed people on sight, and soon the villagers were slaughtered, and the robbers, after looting their belongings, set fire to the village.

In the evening, when the little boy returned from filming his hands and feet, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Then the boy ran into the village as fast as he could, crying out for the familiar people and for his parents.

After that, the little boy left stubbornly alone.

He was too young to be used, and the little boy began to live a life of a hungry beggar.

Being abused and beaten is commonplace. But the little boy never gave up.

Later, the little boy heard that a nearby sect was going to recruit disciples, and the little boy tried his best to get in.

However, when he entered, he was only a lowly disciple, working as a helper in a small branch pharmacy, and was often abused and punished by the master, and he did not have enough to eat.

But the little boy still endured it, and even after learning those lowest-level martial arts, the little boy still quickly cultivated to the realm of a first-class master.

This immediately alarmed the sect and promoted him to an official disciple.

However, just when the little boy was proud of the spring breeze, he thought that his bad luck had come to an end, but the little boy was framed by the youngest son of the owner. Because the little boy is better than him.

Next, the little boy was chased and killed by the masters of the sect, his martial arts were abolished, and he fell off the cliff.

The little boy who fell off the cliff did not die, but woke up after sleeping for three days and three nights.

Then, the little boy's face was full of excitement.

After that, the little boy was just like Fang Yunchu at the beginning, and suddenly he seemed to have a very haode technique, and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.

In the blink of an eye, three times passed, and the little boy also grew into a teenager. He returned to the same sect and killed all their masters. Then the boy inquired about the robbers who had destroyed his village and killed them.

Then, the boy wandered around, playing the world.

I have made a lot of friends and offended a lot of masters.

zuihou, the boy has become the number one master in his continent and is respected.

The young man's personality is somewhat similar to Fangdi, shamelessly erecting his own statues in various places, making people worship, and fooling people around, a typical god stick appearance. Maybe the boy used this to numb the pain in his heart.

After that, the boy went somewhere, and there were more masters in that place. The number one master in the Youth Continent, it's just an average there.

But the boy is still the same game in the world, do whatever he wants. After continuous conquest and killing, the boy once again stood at the top of the place and became the number one master.

After that, the man didn't know where he went, and there were many masters who wanted to hunt him down, so the man kept fighting, constantly fighting, killing a batch, and another batch, killing the small, and then the old......

The man finally couldn't finish killing, and Zuihou fled in defeat......

(To be continued......)