There is no window or anything in this place, and I don't know if it is a house on the ground or an underground palace, judging from the ceiling and walls made of all stones, Bai Lang tends to be an underground palace - without him, the customs of this world are the same as in ancient China, the houses that live on the ground are usually made of wood and bricks, and the one made of stone is the Yin House. Isn't that the case with the dungeon, and the Chinese people don't have the hobby of building labyrinths underground......

Everyone scattered in this atrium to find a way out, a total of twelve hours, and they could not afford to waste it—no one wanted to bet on whether the mysterious voice could "obliterate" them. Bai Lang touched the wall with his hand, and when he thought about it, he touched his double iron hammer, and smashed it against the wall when it was round. Among the people present, no one's weapon was heavier than him-to be honest, the little monk Ci'en didn't seem to have any weapons, and Ma Rulong and Mu Ronghua both had swords in their hands, or the slender literati swords, and the Murong Jiuxiu girl also had a short sword in her hand, as for Qin Lian'er in the Medicine Valley, she also had no weapons.

Bai Lang is the special one...... The diameter of the wrist-thick iron shovel is not ten centimeters, and the length is one meter two. Such a clumsy weapon was in the hands of the handsome-looking Bai Lang...... The big guy thinks that he should also wear bright silver bright light armor, a phoenix wing helmet on his head, and a black horse under his crotch, which is worthy of a complete painting style. If you want Bai Lang to say it himself, "Shan Wenkai is okay." ”

The twin hammers smashed and stabbed, and soon broke through the stones on the wall - yes, the back of the wall was empty. Bai Lang just wanted to laugh three times, "A certain formation has been broken!" But a big hole suddenly appeared under his feet, and Bai Lang shouted and disappeared...... Everyone looked at each other.

Bai Lang was still complacent at the last moment, and fell down the next second, this is not a straight but a turning slide, he just slid along the slide, turning around and making a little dizzy, naturally the iron wedge in his hand also flew, the short sword in his waist made him roll over a few times, if it weren't for the internal force of the golden bell jar, I am afraid that he would hit the wall and the slide and break the nose and face and broken tendons. "It's a good thing that the shovel didn't have a belt on my wrist, otherwise I would have fallen even harder. ”

I don't know how long it slid for a long time, but the white waves emitted by the cloak rolled out of a hole with a bang, fell down more than ten meters, and smashed into the water. "Grass!" Bai Lang crawled out of the water, wiped a handful of water on his face, and looked up at the sinkhole, it turned out that this was a pool under the sinkhole, and the depth had just been measured by Bai Lang with his body, and it was about five or six meters deep. However, this sinkhole is not about 30 meters deep, it should be said to be 100 zhang deep. The mouth is small and the bottom is big, like a pot. The mouth of the sinkhole is full of vines, but the sunlight can still cast down, so it's not dark at all.

"Let's climb out along this, it's only twelve hours on the dog's day, and I still have to kill that person, and I have to wipe out the ...... if I don't have enough time" While muttering, Bai Lang began to climb, but in the time of the three incense sticks, with the help of the strength and reaction speed brought by the golden bell jar and the thirty-two road long fist tiger-shaped true intent, he had already climbed out of the sinkhole. Standing on the edge of the sinkhole, looking at the continuous mountains in front of you, you don't know which direction the Shaolin Temple is in, and which direction the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is.

The double iron shovel is gone, and I don't know which bend of the slide I got stuck, "Damn, I lost it before I could cover the heat!" Bai Lang scolded again, and he didn't know the direction left and right, so he just chose a direction that seemed convenient to walk and stride. "I can only hope that those few people will help. "Actually, until now, Bai Lang hasn't figured out why this place treats him like this, could it be that smashing the wall will touch the mechanism?

You can't think about it, you can't think about it too much, now you need to think about how to get to the goal, first of all, you have to ask for directions.

Just when Bai Lang rushed through the vines and shrubs in the forest like chopping waves, and came to the main road, he was confronted by a group of guys with swords and swords, and the roe head rat was not a good person at first glance. Bai Lang is dignified and handsome, although his clothes are a little torn by those shrubs or something, and his hair is not combed because he has rolled all the way, but he looks like a decent gentleman. Therefore, as soon as the gang saw him, they immediately shouted, "There is a spy!

Before Bai Lang could understand, the gang was already waving weapons and shoulder-to-shoulder. "Hey, what about the morality of the rivers and lakes? Didn't you say that you should go it alone?" Bai Lang felt that the morality of the rivers and lakes of these people was really poor, just as bad as the tooth thugs under his leadership, they could fight in a group and never fight alone, and they would not meet hard ideas - of course, they had not met it yet, but once they met, they would definitely not hesitate to leave the leader and run away, and even kneel down to call grandparents.

The craftsmanship of the gang in front of him should be much stronger than the thugs he carried, Bai Lang didn't feel scared - it was too late to be afraid, but he felt quite enthusiastic. Cultivating into a golden bell jar, he hasn't really made a fight in this situation - attacking those soldiers is a must-kill sneak attack, "This is a real martial arts brawl, wow, yes, I'm here!" This white wave also roared, first raised his momentum, and then pulled out a short sword half long and rushed over.

It's best to have a shield on this sword, but it doesn't matter, this thing is quite thick, with polished blades on six sides, and the weight is heavy enough - it was not necessary, it was Bai Lang who specially asked the blacksmith to hit it like this, otherwise where would the blacksmith hit the sword body up to a few centimeters thick, this thing is not so much a sword as a sword-shaped axe...... Anyway, it's mainly a stab, and if you cut it, it's better to use it to cut trees because of the angle of the blade, but it's enough to kill people if you smash it.

The seven or eight people who rushed over on the other side had all the weapons in their hands being long swords, single knives and the like that were really suitable for martial arts fighting, and some of them used soft whips. Bai Lang held a sword in his right hand and a tiger claw in his left hand, and rushed in with a roar. I don't want to ask why the other party came to cut people, anyway, just fight. The other party all have internal force, and the internal force on this sword is hot and cold, and even poisonous - Bai Lang smelled a fishy smell, sweet and greasy. "Good man! Actually feed poison on weapons!"

Bai Lang is like a fierce tiger, the short sword is his teeth, and the internal force of the golden bell jar is directly stabbed everywhere - his current golden bell jar kung fu is afraid that it will not be able to block the opponent's sword, so it has to be used to attack. This short sword was like a meteor, and it stabbed through the guy in front of him who was blocking with a horizontal sword. The knife was stabbed, and the tip of the sword protruded directly from behind the man. The blacksmith also made a short sword from folding and forging, although it was only made of ordinary iron, but the thickness made it very durable.