God Killer

() Seeing Mr. Zheng being dragged away, like a little sheep caught by a big bad wolf, all struggles were in vain.

No. [-] couldn't feel any pity in his heart, it was too pitiful.

At this time, there was a sudden noise above the head, which seemed to be the sound of footsteps. No. [-]'s scalp exploded slightly, and then he picked up No. [-] and chased after Zheng Xian and the others in the direction where they disappeared.

Zheng Xian was dragged by Nightingale all the way forward, he really lost face, but fortunately Zheng Xian struggled desperately and caused a lot of trouble for Nightingale, after Nightingale threw him out casually, he no longer dragged him.

But Zheng Xian still couldn't turn his head back, Nightingale followed behind Zheng Xian like a ghost, and escorted Zheng Xian to go.

Zheng Xian knew that at least for now, he could only go on this way, so he began to focus his attention on this dark cave. The colony armor can image images at night, but the pictures presented by the night vision device have not yet What Zheng Xian saw clearly with both eyes, wasting a little vitality is not a big problem for Zheng Xian now.

Zheng Xian didn't know where he was in the underground palace. This place was like a rectangular pipe, six meters wide and ten meters high. Extending all the way, there would be more than a dozen wide downward steps. These steps A group will appear every ten meters, making the whole space keep going down and down.

There are still traces of knives, axes and chisels on the surrounding stone walls. Obviously, this was built with the strength of ordinary people. Such an underground palace cost a lot of manpower and material resources thousands of years ago, but King Cao did not leave it in history. It is really strange to leave a trace.

However, the catastrophe a few decades ago burned a large number of books on cultivating immortals, and at the same time destroyed many documents that should not exist. It is estimated that the records about King Cao were also burned along with the monstrous fire.

Walking in this wide and empty corridor, every step you take, there will be echoes rolling, it sounds like thousands of troops walking, it is frightening at first, but after getting used to it, it is not bad.

Although Zheng Xian knew that Nightingale would not answer his question, he still opened his mouth and said, "Didn't Deputy Director Dog say that once we enter the underground palace, we'd better find a place to hide immediately, there is absolutely no need to go deep into the underground palace. .”

If Zheng Xian hadn't known that Nightingale was following him, he would have thought he was the only one here.

"Last time..." Zheng Xian was about to talk about what happened last time, but the cold mecha claws were already on Zheng Xian's neck.

It was obvious that Nightingale didn't like what happened to Zheng Xianji last time. It was not a good memory for Nightingale to have her upper body seen.

Zheng Xian had no choice but to shut up. At this time, a long step appeared in front of him. Under the step, it was dark and deep. Zheng Xian frowned slightly, "If I were you, I would stop here and never go down!" Zheng Xian felt it. Something was wrong, and his intuition told him that there was an unpredictable danger below.

Nightingale behind her still didn't say a word, Zheng Xian turned to look at Nightingale, but Nightingale was indifferent.Obviously determined to continue down.

"You want to go to Cao Wang? Cao Wang may have escaped to the top. He has even escaped."

Nightingale didn't speak, Zheng Xian asked doubtfully, "Is there any treasure in this underground palace? Are you trying to find something in this underground palace?"

Nightingale remained silent.

Zheng Xian was not very talkative, so he put all his attention on the steps below.

Zheng Xian went all the way down. There are more than 100 steps in this step, and each step is twice the width and height of the normal steps. Extending downwards, it is close to a depth of 50 meters.

When he reached the steps, the steps under Zheng Xian's feet suddenly softened, as if stepping on the keys of a piano.

Immediately the long steps suddenly overturned, the original steps turned into a long slide, Zheng Xian was caught off guard and rolled down in embarrassment.

Rolling on the ground for more than half a circle, Zheng Xian slapped the bluestone ground with both palms, jumped up from the slide-like bluestone slope, turned around in the air, and then fell steadily. He suffered a small loss first, but he still couldn't hurt Zheng Xian.

However, when Zheng Xian's feet were about to touch the ground, a pungent oily smell suddenly overflowed from his feet.

Zheng Xian narrowed his eyes and pupils, and when he looked down, he saw strands of black grease overflowing from the cracks of every fallen step.

Zheng Xian's feet just landed on this layer of oil at this moment. Although the lines under Zheng Xian's feet are made of bionic technology and have a strong grip, there is no way to deal with this thick oil layer, because the soles of his shoes can't touch it. On the ground, no point of support could be found.

Immediately, Zheng Xian slipped suddenly, and this time, Zheng Xian slammed down on the long slope with a 360-degree rotation.

This is a fucking child's prank.

But then Zheng Xian couldn't be happier, a burst of dust fell from the top of his head, opening small holes one after another, and the inside suddenly flickered with light, it looked like a sky full of stars, or like countless lamps on the ceiling .

But those were not stars, let alone lamps for lighting, but fire bombs one after another. These fire bombs crashed down, and then the black oil on the ground burned rapidly. These black oil roots are oil!

Zheng Xian rolled on the ground until his body was covered with oil, at this moment it was like falling into a sea of ​​fire.

A pyro rushing down a slope like a slide, the flame burning is not a big problem for Zheng Xian's colony armor, the layer of alien life forms between the colony armor and the skin has a very strong heat insulation ability.

Zheng Xian waved his hands, wanting to smack the blue flames on his body, but then Zheng Xian gave up, because the flames burned the oil sticking to his body, and Zheng Xian couldn't beat the oil off, so he had to let him burn by himself , burned up the oil, and the flame naturally went out.

Zheng Xian was in a state of distress, but Nightingale standing below didn't even have a spark on her body, watching Zheng Xian roll all the way down from the flames, she was really terribly cold-blooded.

Zheng Xian even felt that Nightingale was very happy to see her Mo Yan, although she showed no emotion at all on her chin and red lips.

But emotions are sometimes volatile, and people around can feel them even without any expression.

Behind it is a raging flame, and in front of it is a huge palace.

Zheng Xian is now like a torch, lighting up wherever he goes.

This palace is extraordinarily gorgeous, with gold, silver and jade articles everywhere, the cloth is black and red, and the patterns are exquisite and atmospheric.

There are also many porcelain and bronze wares.

It's almost like a museum, if it wasn't covered with a thick layer of dust to cover up the color of their visit, it must be full of gold and jade.

This Cao Wang seems to be a luxurious guy.

This palace looks like a conference hall. There are several dusty long tables on the ground. There are many ivory and jade objects on the long tables. There are futons behind the long tables. It is still popular to sit on knees at this time.

In the middle, there is a huge throne, surrounded by nine dragons, which looks like a human emperor. Behind this throne, there is a huge sapphire dragon wall. majesty.

These have been placed thousands of years ago, and there has been no change in the entire 1000 years of time.

At this time, the blazing slope was like a fireplace in the hall, gradually higher than the temperature and humidity of the hall, which had a constant temperature and humidity for thousands of years without any air flow.

The exquisite and gorgeous porcelain began to gradually crack and shatter, and the long table placed on the ground rattled, as if there was a mouse hidden underneath, and then collapsed as if it could not bear the weight, turning into dust all over the ground.

The various decorative cloths displayed on both sides of the hall also began to fluff, and then fell to the ground and turned into countless pieces, which could never be picked up again.

The exquisitely woven and gorgeous wool carpet that Zheng Xian stepped on was like mud, leaving a row of footprints, and then along the edges of these footprints, it began to turn into dust, and the wind brought up by light steps could blow them away .

Everything in the entire hall is mottled.

Only those gold and silver utensils remained intact, but layers of rust began to appear on them, the gold turned into a brass color, and the silver gradually turned black.

Watching all this is like witnessing a piece of the past disappearing with the wind, watching thousands of years passing by in front of your eyes, making people feel a little bit sad.

Looking at all this, I understand the preciousness of words. In the world, only words are eternal, and they will not rot for a thousand years or ten thousand years. Of course, words can be tampered with and burned by flames, but that has nothing to do with the words themselves.

Zheng Xian was very interested in these ancient relics, but Nightingale hesitated in front of the two passages behind the main hall.

No one knows where these two passages lead.

Zheng Xian frowned slightly, and saw Nightingale pointing her finger at the two caves, as if she was casting some spell. When Zheng Xian walked over, Nightingale's finger must have pointed to a dark passage.

Then Nightingale turned her head and glanced at Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian understood that this meant telling him to go in, Zheng Xian hurriedly took a step back, Nightingale lowered her head slightly, Zheng Xian noticed that Nightingale's gaze fell on his ankle.

Obviously, Zheng must go in first, or Nightingale will drag him in.

For Zheng Xian, this choice was not difficult to make.

Zheng Xian walked in with his head held high.

At least it looks more dignified that way.

Zheng Xian's heart is filled with all kinds of evil thoughts at this time. He is weak now, and when his strength becomes stronger, he must make sure that Ye Ying knows what kind of consequences the humiliation given to him today will bring!dire consequences!