"Little one, you've chosen the wrong target!"

In the dark underground dark river, Song Yifei, who was standing in the shield of true qi, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at the big hand that was transformed by true qi and a huge white snake firmly grasped.

Thundered!

The white snake's eyes were terrified, and he kept struggling, and the huge snake's tail whipped everywhere, stirring the water like a storm.

Although the palm of the hand was only made of true qi, the hardness was steel in the distance, and no matter how the white snake struggled, it did not move at all.

Regarding this white snake, when Song Yifei came down from the frostless pool, he had already noticed it.

I just didn't think there was any danger, so I didn't care too much. After all, he is also a frequent visitor to the underground river, and he has suffered a big loss in the endless forest sea, how could he be carelessly plotted by a water snake.

"The strength of this white snake is close to the innate perfection, and if it is underwater, even the innate perfection may not be its opponent. ”

"Born with four pupils, it looks like it's still an ancient xenomorph!"

Song Yifei didn't plan to kill the White Snake, otherwise he would have been slapped to death just now. Not to kill it is not because of soft-heartedness, but because I feel that it is too wasteful.

Being able to reach the level of innate greatness, this big white snake can be said to be a treasure all over its body. If he were to kill him now, he wouldn't even have a place to store it, so he would have to waste it in vain.

"If you need it in the future, kill it again!

Song Yifei dispersed his true qi palm, and the white snake that was freed had already been frightened. The massive, sinuous body twisted suddenly, and shot away into the distance in an instant.

Shaking his head with a smile, Song Yifei was about to turn around and leave.

The voice of the system in his head made Song Yifei, who was about to leave, stop.

Of course, he knew that there must be treasures underground, but he didn't have a lot of thoughts on treasure hunting. But now when the system prompts, it's like a little hand scratching the heart, and it's very itchy.

"Let's go and see!

In the end, Song Yifei still couldn't hold back, turned his head and chased in the direction where the white snake left.

The true qi of the Northern Darkness around his body formed a streamlined shape like a big fish, and Song Yifei was as fast as a bolt of lightning, and the white snake, which had escaped a long distance, was quickly caught up.

In order to avoid disturbing the other party, Song Yifei restrained his breath and hung behind the white snake at a sufficient distance.

At this time, the white snake was panicked, as an underground tyrant, it had almost no natural enemies here.

Today, as usual, it rests in its nest and sleeps after it has eaten its fill. In its sleep, it felt a rich breath, filled with mouth-watering scents.

Beasts, unlike humans, still have a strong thirst for flesh and blood, even when they reach a high level.

And human beings with strong physiques are superior tonics in their eyes.

As for Song Yifei, it is simply a divine product among supplements.

The white snake, which was awakened, followed the smell and chased after it.

The first time it didn't go well, he ran away, and the unwilling white snake lurked around the food to see if it would come down.

In its eyes, Song Yifei is just a food, just like humans look at pheasants and ducks!

A very unexpected surprise, the food actually came down. And it also brought a lot of snacks that it had eaten unintentionally.

The white snake, which had been waiting below for a long time, pounced as soon as the food had dived deep enough.

Bad luck!

The food that looked as small as an ant was terrifyingly powerful.

Before it could get close, it was slapped by a slap from an unknown place, and then it was grabbed by a strange big hand, which reminded it of the fear of being crushed under a stone and on the verge of death when it was a child.

What's even more terrifying is that the eyes of the food, which are obviously as small as peanuts, fall on it like a big mountain. It felt like if it squinted its eyes at that food, and it would just die.

It's horrible!

It's more like a monster than this monster!

The food didn't know what it was thinking, so it let it go.

It didn't have any thoughts of fighting, it just thought of running away.

Leave the monster, return to your lair, and bury your head deep in your body.

It's a strange interlayered cavity, half water, half rocky.

The body of the white snake is coiled in a circle, and the head is buried in the center. Near the huge snake body, an ice-blue stone the size of a millstone, emitting a faint blue light, illuminated the entire space. The white snake, which was as white as frost, also turned into a brilliant blue.

On the ice-blue stone, there was a long knife as white as a silver moon, exuding a cold chill to the bone. Around the blade, a faint ice blue mist lingered, and it was extraordinary.

Crash!

Just as the White Snake felt safe, a slight sound of water ripples sounded around it.

What is it?

Could it be that some guy who doesn't have long eyes has run to my house?

The white snake opened a pale golden vertical pupil and looked at the place where the sound came from.

A human covered in blue light was standing quietly above the water waves, looking around.

Monster?

It's that monster!

After the white snake saw the figure of the person who came, the snake trembled, and immediately wanted to dive and escape, even the hometown where he had lived for hundreds of years was gone.

Airplanes!

A bluestone sacred mountain suddenly appeared in its mind, and then its spirit was torn apart, and then its consciousness fell into darkness.

"You'd better get some sleep first!"

After easily eliminating the white snake, Song Yifei did not first check the ice-blue stone and the miraculous long knife on it, but walked to the rock without water on the other side.

"Already dead?"

In the corner where the blue light could not shine, Song Yifei used his spirit to feel a strange silhouette of a figure.

When he got closer, he realized that it was a dead human, but there was not a single bit of decay on his body.

With long hair and a shawl, his face is like a knife and axe, and his body exudes a faint coercion.

Although this coercion was very light, its essence was extremely pure, and even Song Yifei felt a trace of palpitations.

"This momentum! It can't be done by the White Snake!"

has died, and can still exude this momentum, the strength of this person before his life must be earth-shattering.

With Song Yifei's current strength, even if Gu Canglan made a full shot, it would be impossible for him to bring him this feeling of heart palpitations, at most it would make him feel a little pressure.

"This person can't be the Great Zhou Taizu, right?"

Gu Canglan is already the ultimate grandmaster, stronger than Gu Canglan, the only thing Song Yifei can think of is above the grandmaster.

And among all the legends known, only the founding ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty five hundred years ago once reached this realm.

"Could this be the Emperor's Tomb?"

It doesn't look like a mausoleum here, and this person's situation doesn't look like Emperor Shenwu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But it's hard to explain this momentum!

Could it be that in addition to the Shenwu Emperor, there are other grandmasters?

Song Yifei found a huge knife mark extending from the shoulder to the tail vertebrae behind the mysterious master, and it seemed that this knife wound was the fatal wound of the mysterious master.

The injuries in the back are most likely caused by a sneak attack.

The wound was surrounded by a charred black, the muscles turned outward, and the vertebrae were broken extensively, and the blackened internal organs could be seen through the gaps between the black muscles.

"How did he get here with such a serious injury? ”

Song Yifei felt that if he suffered the same injury, he would probably have to lie on the ground and wait for death.

This knife wound not only broke his spine, but also eroded his internal organs, which was equivalent to hollowing out his entire body, which was much heavier than Yan Qingyi at the beginning.

Song Yifei did not touch the corpse of this mysterious master, on the one hand, out of respect, and on the other hand, out of caution.

No one knows what kind of majesty the realm above the grandmaster has.

He still remembers the lesson of the black knife last time.

"It's a pity for this dress!"

With some regretful pouts, Song Yifei began to look at other places.

First of all, there is the stone wall behind the mysterious master, on which there are many things faintly carved.

Song Yifei waved his sleeves and fanned off the water vapor on the surface like a white mist.

Recorded above are two types of martial arts.

One is a mind method of only a few hundred words!

One is a knife technique with only six styles!

"Sure enough, before people die, always