Finally defeated the strong enemy, and the four of them left here in a hurry.

Now that they were getting closer to their destination, they were soon seeing a magnificent building.

Magnificent and magnificent, it is clear that this is already located in the heart of the palace.

The gate alone is more than ten feet high, and looking up at this building, it can even bring people an inexplicable pressure.

"Brother Chu, the treasure you said is here?"

"Not bad. ”

The eyes of the brocade-clothed man also showed a hint of surprise.

Even the door-to-door messenger was a little shocked by the building in front of him, so imposing, even in the upper interface, it is rare.

Does this portend anything?

He felt a little inexplicably uneasy in his heart, but soon he suppressed his hesitation, and there was no way out for him to retreat from this trip.

Either find the treasures that were lost before, so that there is still a glimmer of life, or you can only accept your fate to stay in this small world, the innate martial artist, but he has not broken free from the confinement of Shouyuan, and after a hundred years, he will still turn into a handful of loess......

Thinking of this, his face became distorted, how could it be, if it wasn't for the mistake in the last mission, he would have half a chance to become a Jindan Ancestor, and his longevity would be as long as five hundred years, and if he was lucky, he would have a chance to go further.

How can you be willing to bury your bones in this small world silently after a hundred years?

Never!

Even if there is little hope, even if there are many difficulties and obstacles, he will never give up the path of cultivating immortals.

Thinking of this, he regained his courage, and without saying a word, he walked over like the building first.

Squeak......

It was as if the sound of an ancient bell had reached the ears, and the sound of the door being pushed open was thick and ancient.

A dark tunnel came into view, deep darkness, like a beast that wanted to choose a man to devour.

Ling Xian followed into the main hall.

Although he also felt that this place was dangerous.

But if you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger, and after a lot of hardships, you have come to this point, with Ling Xian's character, naturally she will not give up easily.

Fight!

However, as soon as he stepped in, Ling Xian suddenly found that his divine sense had no effect.

Your biggest advantage is weakened!

This made Ling Xian, who had always been calm, show a trace of panic on his face, but fortunately, in the dark, no one noticed his panic and inappropriateness, and with his tenacious character, he quickly calmed down again.

Ling Xian didn't retreat, and the rest of the martial artists obviously let go, and everyone didn't say a word, exploring along the front.

One foot deeper, one foot shallow, fortunately, there were no dangers in the process, and apparently there were no skeleton warriors patrolling this place.

But even then, no one let their guard down.

In the blink of an eye, the time of a cup of tea passed, and there was no sign at all, and the sound of "buzzing" came into the ears, and then "poof", and the sound of wings flapping came one after another.

In the dark, the vision was very blurry, and I could only vaguely see a group of black shadows flying down above the cave wall, and I didn't know what it was.

Even with Ling Xian's city, he couldn't help but feel a little panicked, the unknown brought fear, and the darkness in front of him obviously raised this horror a lot unconsciously.

Ling Xian's palms were already soaked with beads of sweat, and he didn't know what to do when a ball of fire suddenly appeared from the front.

Fireball!

Ling Xian was stunned, but quickly reacted, the other party was using a spirit rune.

I don't know why a martial artist can also drive such an immortal thing, but thinking about the picture of the tiger descending the mountain, the fireball technique is naturally nothing.

By the bright light of the fire, Ling Xian could see clearly what was falling from the roof.

Bat!

Of course, it is not an ordinary bat, there are hundreds or thousands, each of which exudes a faint demonic aura, although it is not yet the innate level, but the strength is about comparable to that of a martial artist of the eighth layer of body refining.

Ling Xian's face was difficult to see.

How can there be so many demon bats?

The strength of one head may not be nothing, but with a large number, ants can bite and kill elephants.

What's more, there is also the cover of darkness, the bats rely on ultrasound, and the darkness does not have any barrier to them.

In this closed house, the time and place are favorable, and these people do not occupy any of them.

With a "whew" sound in his ears, the brocade-clothed man released another orb talisman, although it was as easy as before, killing a dozen bats, but compared to their astonishing numbers, it was of no use at all.

Such an attack is just an itch in the boots!

Unable to hurt the muscles and bones, in the blink of an eye, there were already bats that pounced on the closer, but when they heard a shout, the knife flashed out, the fat warrior looked bloated, but his movements were very flexible, and he made a move "ambush on all sides", and in an instant, he killed several demon bats.

But it's still that sentence, it's useless.

Such an attack is only a drop in the bucket compared to the staggering amount.

Those demon bats didn't know what the spiritual intelligence was, all in all, they were not afraid of death, like a flood bursting the embankment, like a few people rushing over, Ling Xian didn't know what to do for a while, even if he exposed his strength, he couldn't deal with this situation.

So Ling Xian decided to wait and see what happened, anyway, he was not the only one who was unlucky, and the door-to-door messenger would definitely find a way.

Fortunately, his "Rainstorm Sword Technique" can stab out as many as a hundred swords in an instant, and although it is not enough to get out of trouble, there is no problem in self-protection in a short period of time.

For a while, the sword qi was horizontal, the sword light flashed wildly, and the crackling sound continued, and the four of them persevered for a quarter of an hour, and the bats they killed together were hundreds.

However, it is not useful at all, they kill quickly, and the speed at which they can be replenished is even more outrageous, and the number of bats is not only not decreasing, but rapidly expanding.

Do you really want to be trapped here?

The faces of the four couldn't help but be extremely ugly, and the man in brocade sighed, reached into his arms, and took out a talisman.

However, unlike ordinary talismans, the talisman paper is actually made of animal skin, and the aura emitted is much more abundant than ordinary talismans.

There's even spiritual pressure transmission!

Is this an intermediate-level symbol?

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Xian's eyes.

The so-called middle-level talisman was made by the foundation building period, and even the Jindan Ancestor, and the spells sealed in it were extremely powerful, far from being comparable to ordinary five-element spells.

Amazing lethality!

Ling Xian had seen some introductions in the jade pupil slip left by the ancestor, but he had only heard that he had never seen a real middle-level talisman at all.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes, only to see the brocade-clothed man raise his head, his eyes were full of regret, but as soon as he gritted his teeth, he still sacrificed this spirit rune.

Suddenly, a cloud of spiritual light appeared in the air, dazzling, and then the sound of a dragon's groan came into his ears.

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