Inside the cave was a bottomless tunnel, tortuous and narrow, perhaps for this reason, the power of the demon wind was far away.

"No, this wind is not right!" I don't know how many times he hit his head, Feng Zhiping hugged his head and shouted, "The wind is not pouring in from the outside, it is sucking in from the inside! Damn, what the hell is this place!"

What the hell is this place?

Since he came in, Feng Zhiping has repeated this sentence countless times, but neither he nor Zhan Qianwu has a clue, and the deeper he goes, the more mysterious he feels here.

"Be careful, there's a hole in front!" Zhan Qianwu suddenly reminded urgently.

"Where?~!!"

Under the air, Feng Zhiping fell down, but fortunately, Zhan Qianwu reminded him in time, and he grabbed the edge of the cave with one hand, but his fingers were still slowly slipping outward.

"Come up!"

Zhan Qianwu arrived in time, grabbed Feng Zhiping's wrist and dragged him up while crossing the hole.

Feng Zhiping was in a big disaster, and in the tunnel, he let the wind turn over several times before he stabilized his posture, and said loudly with a pale face: "You go first, I can't see the road!"

"Don't look at it, there's no road ahead!"

Zhan Qianwu's expression was extremely solemn, calculating the amount of the gun in advance, and dragging the spear all the way against the stone wall, gradually embedding it in the stone from shallow to deep, and stopping before rushing out, Feng Zhiping also pounced after a while.

Feng Zhiping almost broke his breath, rubbed his chest and asked, "What's the situation ahead, can you see that there is still something to go?"

Zhan Qianwu stared silently, and said after a moment: "The front is the same as the place I came from just now, it is a vertical passage, and I don't find a way to go within the range covered by my spiritual sense. ”

"Then what should I do, go back?" Feng Zhiping remembered the hole above Fang Cai, and shuddered slightly, "Say okay first, if you go back, I can't get into the hole opposite, you have to help me!"

Zhan Qianwu didn't speak, and he didn't know whether he should or shouldn't, so he turned his head when Feng Zhiping was about to ask again, and replied non-sensitively: "The wind, it seems to be small." ”

Feng Zhiping felt it and nodded: "Well, it's really small." ”

"Did you hear anything?" Zhan Qianwu asked again.

Feng Zhiping listened to it and shook his head: "I didn't hear it, my ears are full of wind, what's the matter, what sound did you hear?"

"It's like... There is the sound of water. ”

Zhan Qianwu wasn't sure, or rather, he didn't want to be sure.

Feng Zhiping immediately thought of what she was thinking, and swallowed hard: "No... It's that thing coming up, isn't it? This low, is this low a pool of rotten liquid?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the wind stopped, and the roar of the river suddenly became clear.

"Run!"

Feng Zhiping's face turned green on the spot, and he turned his head and ran away with a shout, but Zhan Qianwu didn't stop it even if he wanted to.

"Don't!"

Bang!

"Ahh

With a muffled sound and a scream, Feng Zhiping covered his face and fell to the sky, tears flowing.

"Damn, where is the road, where is the road!!Why is it gone?!"

"I just closed it. Zhan Qianwu pulled him up sympathetically and said hesitantly, "This tunnel seems to be alive." ”

"Alive, alive?!"

Feng Zhiping was dumbfounded, and the next moment he exploded.

"Alive? You say alive? You mean this tunnel... No, here, this whole place, is alive, what monster have we been eaten?!"

Zhan Qianwu frowned and said, "No, it's just here, and it's just my feelings." If it was really a troll that ate us, you and I wouldn't have survived until now, compared to the monster, I feel that this place is more like a treasure pavilion arranged by someone or some people, didn't you notice that what we encountered along the way was very similar to a mechanism ban?"

"Hey, don't say it, it's like. ”

Feng Zhiping thought back to this road, first the demon wind, then the massive 10,000-year-old stalactites, then the mountains of stone knives and the rotten rain in the sky, and now the road that he had just finished was closed by itself, Zhan Qianwu's suspicions were very reasonable.

But none of that matters, the most important thing now is how to survive.

Poking his head out to listen to the voice, Feng Zhiping rolled up his sleeves: "There should be a while for the water to come up, no way, let's climb, just wait for death here!"

"Don't worry, I..."

"What are you?"

Zhan Qianwu hesitated, sighed, and took off a necklace from his neck, with a gold pendant on it, very similar to the Buddha of peace in the temple, but it was not a Buddha on it, but a Luan phoenix. 5599

Feng Zhiping tilted his head and said in astonishment: "What are you doing, cramming Buddha's feet temporarily? Say it earlier, I'm familiar with this, I'm better than you!"

Zhan Qianwu glanced at him angrily: "Idiot, this is the golden silk coat, a prefecture-level mid-grade treasure crafted after the legendary Nihuang feather coat!"

"Prefecture-level mid-grade?!" Feng Zhiping's saliva flowed down on the spot, licking his face and reaching out his hand, "Let me touch it, I've never touched a prefecture-level mid-grade baby!"

"Get out!"

Zhan Qianwu dodged, holding the gold pendant in his palm and holding it to his chest: "This is my last hole card, life-saving baby, my cultivation is not enough, I can only reluctantly urge it to expand, and the rest depends on its own strength." The rotting liquid just now, I reckon it will last at least a stick of incense for a while, and then the strength will run out... Alas, it's up to you and me to get lucky. ”

Feng Zhiping was puzzled: "Aren't you a half-step god hidden, can you still listen to you with just a prefecture-level mid-grade treasure?"

"What do you know!" Zhan Qianwu glared at him and said in a deep voice, "The treasures above the prefecture level are not something you can use if you want to, whether the cultivation is enough, whether you are compatible with the spiritual power of the treasure, will affect the power of the treasure, and some special treasures also have requirements for state of mind cultivation, such as the blood knife and blood sword of the Blood Knife Gate, those who are not determined will be affected by the evil qi entering the body and going crazy." This golden silk robe was made by my father to ask a famous teacher for me, it was originally a body protection magic weapon prepared for me after the divine period, although the spiritual consciousness period can be used, it will consume its spirituality, and excessive use will make it lose its spirituality and become a waste, but now I can't take care of this much. ”

"But you're half a step..."

"I'm not!" Zhan Qianwu intercepted the conversation, "I said, I forcibly rebelled against the blood, not a half-step Shenzang! I only touched the threshold during the Shenzang period, and it will take time and chance to get in, besides, even if I am a quasi-Shenzang, it is useless to this treasure, you don't know how much the consumption of the prefecture-level mid-grade treasure is." Don't say I'm injured right now, even when I'm at my best, it only takes a cup of tea for it to drain!"

Blotting dry?

That's right!

Feng Zhiping finally remembered this question that he had always known but had always ignored.

In this world, except for him, the power of other people to release the treasure blade is urged by their own internal force, the biggest consumption is the internal force, the spiritual power of the treasure blade is lost very little, and it can be replenished by mutual warmth afterwards, only in extreme cases, excessive use of the treasure blade will cause permanent spiritual damage, the loss of spiritual power can not be made up by warm maintenance, it takes a lot of time, energy and financial resources to find suitable materials to repair it is possible to restore the original state.

Only him, what is used is a hammer deal, not only does not consume much internal force, but also gets fed back when releasing the power of the treasure blade, and the innate power he releases is stronger and purer than many genuine congenitals, but it is too expensive, and he does not dare to use it casually with his family background.

On this side, Zhan Qianwu was ready, silently reciting the mantra Zhou Tian turned darkly, and after the little Jin Pei was quiet for a while, it suddenly scattered like sand, and wisps of gold dust rose without wind, floating around Zhan Qianwu, and the golden glitter could vaguely see the appearance of the neon dress.

"Good looks are good looking, but... Don't be surprised, how do I feel that it is useless?" Feng Zhiping said, how do you not believe that the famous Nihuang feather coat in ancient books is this virtue.

Zhan Qianwu snorted and raised his chin proudly: "Try stabbing me with a sword." ”

"What did you say!"

I had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and Chao Lu Jian had already stabbed out when he said the first word, but he didn't even touch the corner of Zhan Qianwu's clothes.

He took a closer look, and saw that the tip of the sword was wrapped in a layer of golden glittering powder at some point, and it seemed to have no roots, as if it could be blown away with a breath, but it stopped Chaolu Sword, he tried to push it twice, but it didn't move.

It is true that he didn't exert any strength at all, only relying on the sharpness of the Chaolu Sword itself, but the golden silk clothes did not exert all his strength.

Zhan Qianwu knew what he was thinking, and said proudly: "If my cultivation is enough to use it, just now this blow will not only block it, you will be counterattacked." ”

Feng Zhiping withdrew his sword and pouted: "Fight back?

"Like this. ”

Zhan Qianwu directly explained with his actions, reached out and grabbed a ball of fire from the gun and threw it beside him, the golden silk clothes ignited instantly, the hot waves rose and fell, and the firelight could not hide the golden light, but became more and more shiny, looking dangerous and gorgeous.

"What do you think will happen if I wrap him around you? If I put one of them in your mouth, nose, ear, and ear, do you think you'll still live?"

Feng Zhiping shrunk his neck and didn't dare to say anything.

Zhan Qianwu didn't entangle, and Mo Yun Law opened a gap, his eyes were cold.

"Come in!"

"What?"

"I told you to come in!"

"Why? Uh, no, I mean, this thing can protect two people?"

"Don't talk nonsense, come in quickly!"

Zhan Qianwu was very impatient, and when Feng Zhiping walked up, his face became even colder, and he said softly in the tone of the ice ballast: "Go behind me, hold my shoulder, don't fall out later, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you dare to put your hand around, like just now, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"I know, I know, you are the one who I am Feng Zhiping, I am not a casual person!"

"What did you say?"

"I said that I would be honest and never touch places that should not be touched, so you can rest assured!"

"I wish you could!"

As soon as Zhan Qianwu's mind changed, the gap immediately closed.

After waiting bored for a while, the sound of the water became louder and louder, and Feng Zhiping wondered why he didn't leave at first, which would be somewhat understood.

"You don't want to...?!"

"That's right!" Zhan Qianwu nodded heavily, "There is interference here, my spiritual sense can't spread too far, but I believe that there must be a hole on it, maybe it's the way out!"