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The cave is long, narrow, dark, and cold.

Two figures, running non-stop.

Turn left and right, and continue on.

The cave gets lower and narrower. The sound of water gradually came out of his feet, and water droplets splashed overhead from time to time. The heavy chill is suffocating. The sound of footsteps still echoing in the silence, and there was the sound of chopping and crumbling.

No blame was forced to stop, looking back and forth.

When I got here, the entrance to the cave was only seven or eight feet high and more than three feet wide, and it was only for one person to walk through. His own house was still relaxed, but the stout grandson was blocked, and he punched and kicked, swung his sword and slashed, like a posture of opening up mountains and opening roads.

"Gongsun, don't be busy, come with me-"

It's like talking to a friend, and the connection between each other is all based on one thought. However, there are a few nagging words on the way, and there is less loneliness and loneliness.

Without blame, he raised his hand and made a move, and the grandson who was still tossing had disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, the tall figure appeared in the corner of the Kui Bone God Ring, holding the Xuantie Sword, quietly pestle like an iron tower.

Blameless accepted the ghost puppet grandson and continued to move forward.

I don't dare to delay, I'm still afraid that Liang Qiuzi and Huang Yuanzi will chase after me. Previously, although it was said that with the help of geographical advantages, or close fighting, he took advantage of a little, and then ran away. And the two old guys, after all, are both masters of the earth immortals, if they continue to fight, it will be a hard fight for cultivation. Once the mana of Gongsun is exhausted, it is difficult for him to support himself alone, and under the disparity between the outnumbered, he is bound to be more than lucky.

It's still the same sentence, if you can't beat it, you can run.

The taste of drilling a hole is not comfortable. Especially in an unpredictable place, spells are useless, but there are accidents, and all that can be relied on is luck. It's just that luck is good and bad, elusive, just right here and now.

After 100 zhang, the place is slightly spacious.

But he stopped again and couldn't stop crying bitterly.

The cave ends, a cave of more than ten zhang size appears in front of you, and the low-lying water, the cold is pervasive, like a muddy puddle that has been silent for thousands of years without the slightest vitality.

Out of the way?

Unlucky, with all his might, he got into a desperate situation, isn't this a trick!

Without blame, he had the intention to turn back, but he was afraid of hitting Liang Qiuzi, so he raised his feet and stepped into the quagmire, "bang, bang" back and forth. Regardless of whether you can survive or not, you have to look for it.

Fortunately, the water in the pool is not deep, and it is waist-high. The four walls of the cave are all solid stones, and it is difficult for the divine sense to penetrate. Reaching out and knocking, it seems to be invulnerable. Touch it carefully, and the hand may be dry or wet. In a damp place, there are water droplets faintly oozing out.

Wu Yi raised his hand and grabbed the wolf sword, urging the mana. The sword suddenly shrouded the entire cave in a strange purple.

It is difficult to exert mana cultivation here, and as long as the flying sword is in hand, with a little blessing, it can also show some power.

Blameless swung his sword and slashed at the most damp stone wall, and in an instant, there was a "clang" sound, and stone chips burst out. In a few moments, he carved a stone pit out of the stone wall. Then the dampness intensifies, and the dripping water collects. He perked up, grabbed the nine-star dry sword with his left hand, and immediately the blue light flashed and the purple light reflected each other, and the two swords went down together......

"Boom-"

After the gate, he was born as a rich son, but he also has an identity, the miscellaneous servant of Yujing Peak in Lingxia Mountain, and he is best at digging pits and holes. And he was about to show off his skills when the seemingly hard rock suddenly collapsed. In an instant, the rubble poured down with the torrent. He was caught off guard, and with nowhere to hide, he was immediately drowned in the cold muddy water, along with the entire cavern. And spiritual power to protect the body, it doesn't hurt. But I saw a hole appear in the chaos, and it seemed that there was another way. He hurriedly put away the two divine swords, went against the current, and kicked his hands and feet, and slowly moved forward. But when I saw the torrent rushing to my face, the gravel was craggy, and the chill was gusting, and my whereabouts were unknown for a while......

A full hour of incense passed, the torrent gradually slowed down, the rocks gradually disappeared, and the cold gradually disappeared.

Wu Yi was still pulling his limbs, not knowing where to go, and suddenly saw the light above his head bright and hazy, and he went up. Suddenly, several black shadows rushed in, quickly abnormal. He was startled and looked intently. It was a couple of two or three feet long, rampage through the water. He was surprised and reached out to grab it.

Where there are fish to grow, it means life. Could it be that he had passed through the ground and come to sea? If so, he had finally escaped from Poseidon Island. I have made an agreement with Ban Huazi and Jiang Xuan, so I might as well find him and go.

At this moment, the light above me dimmed.

Blameless grabbed the big fish, and was guessing to himself, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and it was too late to dodge. I saw that the water flow around me changed suddenly, and then the slightest strand of restraint shrouded me. But in an instant, he and the fish in his hand were all tied together, and then suddenly floated upward. Then there was a "bang" of water, breaking out of the water, and "plopping" and falling to the ground.

In an instant, there was a commotion, some people laughed, and some people "gurgled" and said strange things.

Wu Yi hurriedly struggled, and the fish in his arms were also fluttering desperately, but they were both wrapped around a layer of silk net, and there was no way to break free.

Hey, it's like a fishing net, how can it stop the divine sense? Could it be that someone caught a fish and caught himself in a net?

"Hey, I'm not a fish......"

Without a blame shout, he wanted to break out of the net. Unexpectedly, the restraint suddenly loosened, and he took the opportunity to turn over and sit up. The fish was still fluttering, but he was dumbfounded.

Another big lake?

Dozens of miles of lake, with no end in sight. The surrounding area of the distance is a high mountain wall, and the clouds cover the fog, and it is difficult to distinguish the clues. A few feet away, on the shore of the lake, there are green and yellow meadows and uneven rocks. On the grass, there were more than a dozen big men, or carrying fishing nets, or holding sticks, or holding iron forks, or carrying woven baskets, all of them strong and stout, but their eyes were the same, and their mouths were grunting, and they were all very surprised.

Tsk, the real big man! Those men are all about the same size as the ghost puppet grandson. Who are they, how can they be so tall and stout, especially the strange accent, why is it so different from Feiluhai?

He was stunned and stunned.

The big men actually waved sticks and iron forks, and rushed around, screaming excitedly, and it was a murderous formation.

What are you going to do?

Wu Yi hurriedly jumped up, waved his hand and said, "I said you ......"

And before he could finish speaking, two sticks smashed down with a "whining" wind sound.

It's barbaric, bullying!

Blameless turned around and wanted to run, but there were figures in front and back, left and right. Although the big men were stout, they were swift and agile, and they surrounded him in an instant. Unable to dodge, he raised his hand to summon the wolf sword.

These guys, relying on the strength of the crowd, are tall and strong, and they are unreasonable. And one by one did not show the slightest cultivation power, after all, they were just ordinary people. And I am a master of the Immortal Dao, and I cannot be provoked!

In a flash, the stick came to the front.

If you wield your sword left and right, you have to return the color. "Bang bang" muffled, and the stick with the thickness of the calf was really invincible to the sharp wolf sword, and it broke off one after another. And the huge force came back, which made his arms numb and he couldn't help but retreat.

What a lot of effort!

When he was shocked, there was a "woo" sound behind him. He no longer fought hard, his body twisted, and he suddenly jumped up several feet high, swinging his sword and slashing at the two men who were sneaking up on him.

When encountering a group of barbarians, there is no reason to talk about it. If there is no blood, it is not enough to demonstrate the means of deterrence. Anyway, Hugh blamed himself for turning his face and being ruthless.

And only jumping up five or six feet high is pure helplessness. It is difficult to leave the body for cultivation mana, and the body is extremely heavy, and it is not easy to be able to jump freely.

No blame only wants to hit one or two people hard, forcing the other party to retreat. But I saw a big man soaring two or three feet into the air, swept and flew towards him, and picked up an iron fork in his hand, and smashed it on his head viciously.

No, how could that reckless man jump so high?

There is no blame and self-consternation, and one person and one fork fall from the sky. He hurriedly held the sword in both hands, urging the mana. A purple sword rayed up, counterattacking.

Hmph, that's a harpoon, in my eyes, it's no different from a stick!

"Qiang—"

An explosion was deafening, and the force rushed down.

Wu Yi couldn't resist it, and suddenly fell down, "banging" on a stone, and suddenly his buttocks hurt and his arms ached unbearably. And the sharp blade of the harpoon, which only broke off one side, was still powerful. He hurriedly swung his sword to parry, not forgetting to roll and dodge. There were two iron forks and more than a dozen sticks whistling at the head, all of which were fierce and abnormal. He couldn't dodge, he couldn't parry, and he simply urged the Kun Yuanjia on his chest, and then a layer of protective spiritual power enveloped his whole body. In an instant, a storm-like blow struck at the same time. He just put away the wolf sword and held his head in both hands, and let out a sad sigh in his heart-

"Alas, I am a master of the Immortal Dao, and I have also been in the limelight, smiling proudly, but now I can only be so embarrassed, shouldn't I ......"

It wasn't until the hour of tea had passed that the crazy men finally stopped.

And on the stones on the shore, a stone pit was smashed out. In the stone pit, someone curled up, holding his head in his hands, not moving, and his miserable and embarrassed appearance was unbearable. However, if you look through the gap, you can see that his eyes are blinking slightly, and he is sulking out.

Guys, have you had enough?

If you fight alone, it is not known who will lose and who will win. And it's a shame to pretend to be dead like this!

No blame just wants to suffer a loss in front of you, or you can escape it.

Rather than thinking about it, people have been smashed into stone pits, and it is no different from death, it is tragic enough. And the big men have vented, so why not forget about it. I have an extraordinary bearing and do not hold grudges......

No blame was a fluke, and several men came over again. He secretly screamed that he had miscalculated, and he wanted to get up and struggle. And the limbs were immediately caught, like iron hoops. Then the rope was entangled, and his hands and feet were already firmly bound, and another club passed through his legs, and he was lifted by the two of them and carried it on his shoulders. Then there was a murmur, and everyone laughed and left.

"Guys, wait—"

Hanging on the stick without blame, swaying back and forth, it was difficult to break free for a while, and the indescribable embarrassment was embarrassed. But he was unwilling, and hurriedly opened his voice and shouted. The big men stopped, not knowing why. He took the opportunity to shake his head again and again......