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C190

The bright corridor was somewhat gloomy, and the white walls were covered in a little bit of blood. It was like a red ink painting, pressuring people's eyeballs and nerves.

"He's here!"

After a long while, a middle-aged man wearing a long robe and with a gloomy expression took a deep breath of the thick smell of blood and said in a heavy tone.

These three words might have some magical power behind them, but the moment they jumped into the fishy air, they all fell into silence and fear.

"They've already moved. We can't just sit and wait for death!"

"Yes!" Since we have already been exposed, we must take the opportunity to make the first move and gain the upper hand! "

"Worse comes to worse, let them accompany us in our decline!"

The group of black-robed, white-bearded old men all wore vicious expressions on their faces as they spoke out one ruthless sentence after another.

However, the air couldn't kill the experts, much less kill them. The more they spoke, the more useless the younger ones would be. Their legs trembled so much that they would freeze into sieve.

"You have no future. With your cowardly looks, it would be even better if you were to die!"

A tall, grumpy, white-bearded old man kicked those beside him, who had embarrassed him, hard, and knocked him to the ground, where he rolled to the side of the corpse.

The thick, partially congealed blood was a hallucinatory alcohol. Most of them were already wondering if they would look any worse in a few days, or even a few hours, at the unmoving, lifeless corpse.

"Ol 'Three, go and fight with Ol' Five with that blade!"

After a short period of silence, a glint shot out from the middle-aged man's eyes. He gritted his teeth and issued an order.

"Leave it to me. I've been looking down on that kid for a long time!" "See if I don't beat him up and make him kneel on the ground so that he can call me grandfather!"

The coarse voice of the old man was filled with fighting spirit as he took out a big axe. The old man's voice was so loud that it resonated in the passageway.

"Sigh!" Third Brother, don't look down on that blade too much, who knows how many experts have turned into bones from underestimating the enemy! "

The other old man seemed to be very cautious. At least he would not look down on the earth and persuade the old man who carried the giant axe to chop down the enemy.

"Ol 'Five, why are you the same as these cowards? You might as well go with this bunch of brats and hang around among the women! It would still depend on how manly he was if he was going to kill the enemy! You guys take your time and watch as I grab his head for you to see. Let this group of people not have the guts to see their courage increase along the way! "

With these words, the old man hefted his axe and gallantly strode over to the swordsman's head.

"Third brother …"

The fifth brother wanted to say something but hesitated. He could only watch as the stubborn old man carried the axe and disappeared into a corner. He could only sigh and follow.

After the two of them left, everyone fell into deep thought!

"Sect Master, did something happen to the two of them?"

The oldest old man said worriedly. There was not a trace of life in his cloudy eyes. He looked so sleepy that ordinary people did not dare to look him in the eye.

"There shouldn't be any big problems. After all, there are still those two things in the dungeon!"

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and analyzed the situation. His spirit was shaken, giving some hope to the dispirited crowd.

"That's true. It seems this old man has worried too much!"

The old man thought about it for a while, and when he thought about how powerful those two items were, his white brows gradually relaxed.

The scenery in front of him suddenly became much emptier. It seemed like he had arrived at his destination.

Chang Lou put down the map in her hands, pointed to the large stone door, and nodded.

BOOM! With a rumbling sound, the stone door was split in half!

Chang Lou didn't manage to see the color of the blade clearly, and the door fell before he even saw the swordsman strike.

"Just go in like that?"

After entering the prison, he hesitated for a moment. For such an important place, there wasn't even a guard napping at the entrance. This was completely unscientific!

"Sigh!" And you even want to find a small soldier to display outstanding sword techniques.

He suddenly blacked out and got used to it. Borrowing the weak light, Chang Lou glanced around the incomparably important dungeon.

This dungeon often appeared in the mouths of those little bums. If it wasn't for them chatting, Chang Lou wouldn't have known that there really was no dungeon underground.

According to them, the prisoners here were all important people, but when Chang Lou entered, he didn't find a single person, not even a blade of grass.

"Be careful!"

Chang Lou spread out her divine sense and found that there was a restriction on the area, so she could only detect a ten meter radius.

A beam of light shone over, and one could vaguely see the deep and narrow passageway in the distance. He touched the cold, hard wall with his arm.

"I can only go forward?"

Sensing the genuine lines on the wall, Chang Lou gazed at the distant tunnel, feeling that it wasn't as simple as it seemed.

The swordsman strode forward with big steps while Chang Lou followed behind. Soon, they saw the dark tunnel ahead of them.

"Formation?"

Chang Lou focused and his brain worked rapidly. With some deductions, they were almost certain that they had fallen into an unknown maze.

"Be careful!"

This time, it was the assassin who reminded Chang Lou. Before Chang Lou could adapt to the situation, a thunderous roar suddenly rang out.

A large hole appeared on the wall, but it soon disappeared.

"He's been charged!"

The assassin slowly said. His voice was still as cold as before, without a single trace of emotion. He was still the same as before, not flustered at all because he had fallen into an array formation.

"I'll leave it to you!"

Chang Lou slowly used her spiritual sense to sense the wall, attempting to use the wall to lift up a corner of the array formation to reveal its mystery. The assassin's sudden "I'll give it to you" really frightened him!

Leave it to me? I don't have any other way!

It was true that he was proficient in formations, but his current strength was too low and he didn't have much confidence in setting up formations with some experts.

"Hurry up, if you can't finish us off within fifteen minutes, we're dead for sure!"

His expression became extremely solemn and his voice became heavy. The assassin had already entered the state of preparation for battle.

"A quarter of an hour? "Isn't that a bit too …"

Before Chang Lou could ease the impact on him from a quarter of an hour later, a strong light came from the distance.

The golden light was just like the sun in the middle of the day. It was destructive and its boundless energy made people tremble in fear.

Chang Lou finally understood why the time was a quarter of an hour.

This was a vicious array, one that could trap and kill!

Crash, crack, crack. A long, thin sound of trees magnified in people's ears. It was even more annoying than flies buzzing around their ears.

"Don't worry about it, leave it to me!"

The saber Qi swept out and cut off the tree branches and roots that had grown out crazily from the wall. The swordsman's voice was still as calm as the saber in his hand.

"No problem!"

When the enemy's claws and fangs were revealed, it was naturally revealed! Perhaps Chang Lou had already guessed this formation.

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