Shi Xiaohai made a move and turned around suddenly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info bent his knees and slammed into the disciple of the Corpse God Sect who was unable to move on the ground.

With the crisp sound of a broken bone, the black-clothed Corpse God Sect disciple was silent.

Before Gu Wu could come back to his senses, the disciple of the Corpse God Sect who tried to sneak attack was already killed on the spot.

Shi Xiaohai's face was solemn, and he secretly calculated in his heart.

The best option for him at this moment is to find a place to hide. At this time, shouts of killing were everywhere in the intricate tunnels, and the disciples of Izumo Kendo had already killed.

Since this is the important place of the Corpse God Sect, if you rush in, you may not encounter the invincible Corpse God Sect powerhouse.

"Whatever you lose, you can't throw yourself away!"

Shi Xiaohai's mind flashed the sentence that Old Master Xing gave him. The two life-saving graces of the dark path have not been repaid, and the second dark sword is entrusted with the six-winged silver hummingbird, if you dodge it this time, I am afraid that even this life will inevitably leave a knot.

In life, there are always some bottom lines that cannot be crossed. Even if you stand on the bottom line at this end of the bottom line, you will pay an unbearable price, but this step cannot be crossed!

With his mind already decided, Shi Xiaohai walked very quickly and ran towards the depths of the passage.

Gu Wu glanced back in embarrassment, and the dungeon behind him made bursts of fighting bombardment from time to time. Immediately, with a look of jealousy, he gritted his teeth and followed behind Shi Xiaohai.

The tunnel here is not as wide as the main road outside, and the walls on both sides of the long tunnel are full of red beads used for lighting. The light was dim, and the air was mixed with the pungent smell of blood, and there was a strong smell of decay.

Jumping from time to time, carefully hiding the figure in the dark. Shi Xiaohai's spiritual eyes that Shi Xiaohai had cultivated by drinking Qingmu Spirit Tea all year round were shining, and he carefully scanned the intricate tunnels around him.

At the intersection of several tunnels in front, from time to time, a black-clothed Corpse God Sect disciple controlled the zombies and hurriedly ran past.

The cat leaned forward with the help of the dim light, Shi Xiaohai's back was pressed against the mud wall, and the intersection of several tunnels was only an arm's length away from him.

As I listened intently, a sound of footsteps came closer and closer.

"Two people..."

Shi Xiaohai could clearly hear that there were two people coming towards this meeting point, and the light in his eyes flickered. glanced sideways at Gu Wu, who was squatting in a dimly lit corner, and secretly scolded this guy for being too helpful.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Shi Xiaohai's eyes flashed fiercely.

Holding his breath, he saw two Corpse God Sect disciples hurrying past him, and Shi Xiaohai suddenly got up!

Punching out of the thunder, with the sound of whining and breaking the wind, Shi Xiaohai punched the heart of the nearest person.

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, accompanied by the sound of bone cracking, and the disciple of the Corpse God Sect who was hit in the back by Shi Xiaohai's punch spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground without moving.

Another black-clothed Corpse God Sect disciple was shocked and was about to shout for help. But Shi Xiaohai has been waiting for an opportunity for a long time, how can he let him get his wish.

Seeing that he had a punch, he had already straightened one leg, picked up the whip leg and pulled up the big axe phantom, and kicked towards the disciple of the Corpse God Sect who was screaming for help.

The disciples of the Corpse God Sect were frightened by the whip leg that made a whining wind, and they swallowed the words of crying for help. In a hurry, he raised his right arm to try to protect his head.

"Click!"

Shi Xiaohai fought hand-to-hand combat, but whoever hit it was not a broken bone or tendon. This black-clothed disciple of the Corpse God Sect has a lowly cultivation, how can he withstand such a kick.

When he landed, his arm folded into a deformed amplitude and fell on his back.

Shi Xiaohai's eyes were full of fierceness, and he took advantage of the situation to bully him.

Five fingers formed claws and grabbed at the head of the disciple of the Corpse God Sect.

This disciple of the Corpse God Sect also has some ability, and in the middle of leaning back, the fingers of his left hand are intact, and he pinches the magic technique to control a zombie on his side to pounce towards Shi Xiaohai.

But Shi Xiaohai's speed was even faster, and before this person's body landed, he had already been clawed by his head and fixed in mid-air.

With the force of five fingers, the disciple of the Corpse God Sect who was grabbed by his head was stunned in his head, and he almost fainted directly. His mind was confused, and the zombie figure he controlled shook.

Shi Xiaohai looked fierce, the five fingers of his left hand were flattened, and he suddenly shoveled towards the zombie's forehead.

"Whew!"

The zombie's forehead was directly pierced by Shi Xiaohai's flat palm.

The palm embedded in the zombie's forehead lifted up, and the zombie's head made a 'pop' sound, and his iron palm lifted the skull.

The zombie's head was full of pitch-black viscous liquid, and the disciples of the Corpse God Sect looked at Shi Xiaohai's left hand with black slime pulling up the filament, holding the iron palm that held his head with both hands, and his feet kicked and struggled.

The person in front of him was not honest, Shi Xiaohai's five fingers of his right hand like iron tongs were used again, and the head of the disciple of the Corpse God Sect suddenly appeared, and his eyes were a little white.

There was a slight sound of footsteps in the passages behind him again, and Shi Xiaohai frowned deeply and looked at the disciple of the Corpse God Sect who was holding the top of his head and said, "Answer me a question, spare you from dying." ”

The disciples of the Corpse God Sect were clasped by Shi Xiaohai's iron claws, and they were about to faint to death in pain, and when they heard what Shi Xiaohai said, they knew that they had a way to live, and their eyes were full of begging for mercy.

The footsteps behind him became clearer, and Shi Xiaohai was anxious. The five fingers increased their strength again, and the eyes of the disciples of the Corpse God Sect who were clasped above their heads were squeezed and bulged out.

"Where's the corpse grass?"

Shi Xiaohai's surface sank like water, and with that pair of fierce eyes, it was really a little scary.

The head of the Corpse God Sect disciple was buzzing, blood was flowing from his nose, and his hand was fingered towards a passage in fright.

Shi Xiaohai slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of this person's finger, the hole that was obviously larger than the surrounding tunnel, and the smell of blood coming from it was heavier.

There shouldn't be anything wrong with the dark passage here.

"Bang!"

Shi Xiaohai's five fingers clasped the disciple of the Corpse God Sect, and his head suddenly shattered, and the white flowers splashed in all directions.

Looking at the white flowers that splashed all over his chest with some depression, Shi Xiaohai shook his hand and secretly scolded the head of the disciple of the Corpse God Sect for being too careless, so he was ready to spare his life.

"Vomiting..."

Gu Wu, who had been hiding in the shadows and had been paying attention, saw this scene, and he vomited. When a pair of eyes looked at Shi Xiaohai, it was like seeing a ghost in the daytime.

Shi Xiaohai didn't bother to pay attention to him, and he didn't know how much rune paper he had stuffed into his body, and the person who wanted to kill him probably wouldn't be so easy to get hold of.

Standing at the entrance of this dark cave, the strong smell of dead corpses mixed with the pungent smell of blood, he frowned.

The footsteps in the depths of several passages were getting louder and louder, thinking that someone was coming, and the distance was getting closer.

He didn't think much about it at the moment, and rushed forward and disappeared into the dark tunnel.

The tunnel here was even darker, and after the True Yuan condensed the spiritual eye, Shi Xiaohai could barely see the surrounding situation clearly.

One step further down the ground is a staircase that extends deep into the ground. There was a bright pearl far below, and it was too dim to see how long the stairs were.

Shi Xiaohai took out the Sky Shelterer Toad that had been hidden for many days from the cloth bag on his waist, put an orange Sky Shelterer on his shoulder, and walked down slowly.

The throat of the toad rose and fell, and the starry eyes stared at the darkness ahead.