Chapter Seventy-Four: The Depths of the Cave
Green Scale City, there are no people here, there are walking corpses everywhere, and Wan Zhuo's eyes have become particularly cold, you must find the culprit, and then kill him fiercely!
Wan Zhuo didn't stop in the Blue Scale City for the slightest, and after coming to the hillside, he stopped, because it was the first time to come to the mountain range here, and he had searched for a long time from memory before he saw the entrance to the cave. It's just that near the entrance of the cave at this time, there are still dozens of vicious-looking corpse mutaters patrolling back and forth, and it can be seen that these things want to enter, but they don't dare.
At this time, Wan Zhuo was thinking about what was hidden in the depths of the cave, so he walked forward with a big grin, and the flames on his hands were already burning.
When those corpse transformers saw that someone dared to come here, they also grinned at Wan Zhuo and made strange noises, and some disgusting saliva flowed from their mouths.
"Lianbu!" Wan Zhuo waved his fists, and he killed the corpse who dared to attack, but if he was hit by his left fist, he would leave a compass mark on the surface of the fist print, and a big hole in the back. The person who is hit by the right fist is completely smashed into pieces from the front. This is also Wan Zhuo's own unique boxing style.
Wan Zhuo punched again, and threw a punch into the air, and a mark of Lei Fa was sent to the sky, and Wan Zhuo sneered at the corpse transformer who rushed over.
"Leifa!" More than a dozen bolts of lightning steadily struck these rushing zombies, completely cutting off their vitality. Walking to the entrance of the cave and looking at the corpses all over the ground, Wan Zhuo still frowned.
"Dragon's breath!" Wan Zhuo opened his mouth and spat out a pillar of fire, before burning all the corpses of the mountain pimples on the ground, and then walked into the cave.
After walking a short distance, Wan Zhuo felt that the things in front of him were a little blurry, Wan Zhuo shook his head, and found that he felt fine, not that he was hallucinating, and wondered what this feeling was......
Suddenly, a bright spot moved towards Wan Zhuo unfast and unslow, Wan Zhuo just wanted to wave his hand to brush away this point of light, but Wan Zhuo instinctively retracted his hand, but stepped aside, making Wan Zhuo's pupils shrink infinitely, whether it was a branch or a boulder blocking the way, where this point of light passed, all turned into nothingness and disappeared. The fracture is as smooth as it has never been. Until that point of light disappears of its own accord. Wan Zhuo heard his heart beat faster and faster. Pack up your mood and continue walking towards the depths of the cave.
I found that there were more and more points of light, some brighter, some darker, but the power was the same, so I didn't dare to be careless, my eyes widened, especially to avoid those gray points of light, and continued to move forward step by step with extreme caution. In this tense mood, Wan Zhuo must always be prepared to use consecutive steps in order to urgently avoid the points of light that may suddenly appear in front of him.
In this way, Wan Zhuo's continuous use of steps became more and more proficient, and the beads of sweat on Wan Zhuo's head also increased, and finally, after a difficult march of a stick of incense, Wan Yi finally passed through the dangerous area, the dizziness in front of him disappeared, and Wan Zhuo had a feeling of returning to the ground.
However, the cave here is still deep, but faintly, you can see a trace of golden light emitting the light, Wan Zhuo pursued the light, continued to move forward, sure enough, around the corner, Wan Zhuo finally saw the source of the light.
That was a huge person, Wan Zhuo couldn't imagine how an ordinary person could be so huge, of course, Wan Zhuo himself didn't know that when he transformed into a huge ape demon because of anger, he was not much shorter than the person in front of him.
The man pinched a trick in his hand, Wan Zhuo knew, this is a Taoist trick, and what attracted Wan Zhuo more was that the cloth bag in front of the trick with his head down, the cloth bag was spinning drippingly, the bag seemed to be somewhat damaged, and some gas leaked out of the broken part of the cloth bag.
Wan Zhuo was taken aback, hurriedly expelled the evil aura, and then clicked on the protective shield of his body, holding a spirit stone in his left hand, keeping the aura shield stable at all times.
Wan Zhuo could feel that the gas in that cloth bag was the root cause of the great plague, if he hadn't reached the middle stage of foundation building just now, under the erosion of such a rich gas, I was afraid that he would have turned into a corpse in minutes.
Wan Zhuo wanted to put away the cloth bag and prevent the anger from continuing to emanate. It's just that, under the illumination of that person's Dharma body, Wan Zhuo found that the closer he got to the cloth bag, the more difficult it was to move.
"Ah!!h
Slowly, Wan Zhuo, who had fallen back to the ground, felt a slight vibration sound, and when he looked up again, he found that the head of the huge law body was slowly raised, and then his eyes suddenly opened. Two rays of golden light shone out, and Wan Zhuo was so oppressed that he could only gasp for breath.
"Huh, is that you?" the huge Dharma Body suddenly spoke.
Feeling that the power of oppression had weakened a lot, Wan Zhuo looked at the huge Dharma Body, his scattered hair still covering a lot of the head of the Dharma Body, but from the rest of his appearance, Wan Zhuo still had some rare impressions.
"Are you...... Xuankong Zhenjun?"
"Well, it's a certain Xuankong. Unexpectedly, you have built a foundation. That's pretty good. ”
However, Wan Zhuo did not have the joy of reuniting after a long absence, but scolded loudly: "I know that your current sense of oppression is the Dharma Body of the Great Monk, but have you seen the scene outside? The entire Xue Kingdom is about to be killed by your magic weapon, as a Great Monk, don't you know your sin?" Wan Zhuo's eyes were full of tears, I don't know if it was because of fear or sadness. After all, the great monk who scolded Yuanying with a monk who built a foundation, Wan Zhuo was still the first person.
Xuankong was silent for a while, then laughed, and finally restrained his smile and said in a muffled voice: "I'm sorry!"
"But, little brother, you have also seen that this magic weapon is called Plague Sun, and it is extremely powerful, after being shattered by the turbulence of time and space, I have been suppressing it, otherwise once this magic weapon explodes, there will be no living people in a radius of thousands of miles and more than ten countries centered on Xue Kingdom. ”
Xuankong looked at Wan Zhuo fixedly, and said, "I'm already trying to make amends for my mistakes. ”
Wan Zhuo wiped away his tears, looked at this abominable treasure, and said loudly: "Then tell me how to put away this treasure." ”
At this moment, a hand suddenly appeared and appeared directly above the cloth bag.