God Killer

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With resentment, Zheng Xian strode forward. This distance is not short, almost hundreds of meters away, there is a faint light in front of him, which makes Zheng Xian puzzled. At this time, the flame on Zheng Xian has been extinguished , the appearance of Zheng Xian's reproductive armor looks scarred at this time, full of debris left after burning oil, like a rotting corpse.

Weirdly bright.

Zheng Xian glanced at Nightingale behind her, but Nightingale was indifferent.

Zheng Xian bit the bullet and continued on.

After a ninety-degree right-angle turn, the light became even brighter.

At a distance of tens of meters, Zheng Xian narrowed his eyes slightly after walking out facing the light, and then he was a little surprised by what appeared in front of him. <The three characters of "Shuiyuan" are full of rosy clouds and have a fairy-like atmosphere.

But these are not what surprised Zheng Xian. What surprised Zheng Xian was that the place was lush and lush, and the plants were full of vitality. ,.

Looking up, there are 38 circular holes on the top of the head, and the skylight leaks down through these holes, maintaining this vibrant scene for thousands of years.

Zheng Xian even felt a strong vitality emanating from this small lake, and every drop of water contained extraordinary vitality.

It seems that there is some treasure under this lake.

This piece of pavilions and waterside pavilions covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters. Although it is not too large, it is really not easy to have such a scenery in this underground world.

Even if you have come to the end here, there are rock walls all around, and there is no road to pass.

Next to the pond, there are two thatched huts, which seem to have been inhabited by people. Zheng Xian wanted to take a look, but he stepped on the small bridge lightly, and the small bridge decayed.

Zheng Xian still wanted to continue to watch and ponder what was exuding vitality under the water. Nightingale seemed to understand what was going on and waved to Zheng Xian, motioning Zheng Xian to return the same way.

Zheng Xian had no choice but to turn back.

Zheng Xian and Nightingale returned to the main hall, and chose another path at this time, and Zheng Xian walked in.

The road got darker and wider, and after more than ten minutes of walking, a dark hole appeared above the head, dripping water dripped from the hole, and dense footprints appeared on the ground. , is just left over recently.

Seeing these footprints, Nightingale seemed to be more certain of the road, and waved to Zheng Xian to speed up.

Zheng Xian was also very surprised, he didn't know anything about what happened in King Cao's palace, he could only speculate from the footprints that someone came here and walked towards the depths of the corridor.

There is nothing special along the way, and the footprints on the ground are consistent.

Finally, bloodstains appeared in front, and corpses appeared one after another. Zheng Xian knew at a glance that these were all the corpses of immortal cultivators. There were more than 20 corpses, men and women, Taoist monks, and their death conditions were horrific. corpse, obviously a fierce battle took place here.

Nightingale seemed to be much more serious. She took a closer look at the ground, taking a look at every drop of blood. Afterwards, she seemed to be certain of something and continued on her way.

There is a huge throne like a hill in front, and behind the throne is a huge hole.

Walking around the throne, the huge hole looked quite regular. There should have been two stone gates here, and the ground was full of stone powder, apparently broken by someone with great force.

Zheng Xian and Nightingale walked into the huge passage.

There was a faint sound of running water in front, and the water flow was not small, and the sound was surging.

There is a gust of wind.

There should be a way of life here.

Zheng Xian became more cautious at this time. So many monks died before, and he didn't know what was killing them.

After walking for about a few minutes, several forks appeared in front of him. These forks point to different directions. Zheng Xian chose the road with footprints, and it was this road that heard the sound of water. At the same time, there is wind gushing out from the cave.

Zheng Xian walked forward for a short time, but found that there was a huge deep pit in front of him. Under the deep pit, there was a torrent. Looking at the section of the deep pit, it was obviously formed recently.Seeing that the cross-section is extremely neat, I don't know what kind of supernatural power has achieved such a level.

This was a way out, but Nightingale obviously had no plans to leave here, so she escorted Zheng Xian back the same way.

At this time, Zheng Xian began to wonder why this Nightingale took him all the way. It stands to reason that Nightingale would have a chance to kill him in the future. There is no need to take him with Zheng Xian all the time. But Zheng Xian thought about it, this woman is really fierce Of course, her mind is not comparable to other women, so she is relieved. Zheng Xian has never felt that women's minds can't be fathomed, especially the woman who was sweet-talking just now, turned around and poached her heart. It is an existence in another world.

In fact, after walking for so long, Zheng Xian didn't feel that Nightingale would kill him. Maybe Nightingale hated him, and maybe she really wanted to tear him into pieces before, but at least for now, Zheng Xian has noticed this feeling. Not anymore, of course, it is also possible that Zheng Xian is already familiar with the murderous aura on Nightingale.

When you get acquainted with a person, all perceptions of this person begin to dull, which is a very dangerous feeling.Many times, you think you are familiar with each other, but in fact the result is just the opposite. Each du li individual should always be treated as a mystery to another individual, unless you have the magical means to enter people's hearts.

Zheng Xian and the others retreated to the countless branch roads, and Nightingale began to stretch out her mecha fingers again, moving in each hole.

Zheng Xian frowned slightly, not knowing exactly what kind of ceremony Nightingale was doing.

Finally, Nightingale's mecha finger pointed to a branch.

Then Zheng Xian and Nightingale walked into this branch.

All the way forward, the road became narrower and narrower, and finally proved that this is a dead end.

They went back the same way again.

Nightingale began to point her finger at the caves again.

Zheng Xian suddenly understood, and immediately burst out laughing uncontrollably, almost bending over laughing.

This is not a ritual at all, nor is it a mysterious means of guiding the way. It is clearly similar to one, two, three, four, five, going up the mountain to fight a tiger. If the tiger is not at home, you are the one who farts.

That fierce and domineering Nightingale relied on this thing to choose the path to take, it really made Zheng Xian laugh so hard that his belly would burst.

Nightingale's murderous intent suddenly exploded, which made Zheng Xian restrain himself a little, but then he couldn't help laughing again, Zheng Xian even forgot how long he hadn't laughed like this.

Smiling, worried about Nightingale's strength and ferocity, Zheng Xian coughed a few times to suppress his smile, and then said, "You can't do this, let me help you choose!"

Speaking of which, Zheng Xian stood in front of five forked roads, two of which had been eliminated, and Zheng Xian had to choose one of the remaining three.

Zheng Xian took a deep breath, his slender eyes flickered slightly, and then walked straight into the cave on the far left. Intuition, Zheng Xian most believed in his beast-like intuition.

Nightingale hesitated for a moment, then followed in.

This corridor extends forward for a hundred meters, and a wide room suddenly appears in front of it.

It doesn’t look like it’s underground in a stone cave at all. The surrounding walls are all made of solid wood, and a thick floor is laid on the ground. I don’t know what kind of wood the floor is made of. Neither rot nor bad.

There are all kinds of exquisite utensils around this room, the most special thing is that this room actually has a window, light shines in from outside the window, looking out from the window, it turns out to be that green pavilion.

Zheng Xian was also a little dazed in the underground, completely lost his way, not knowing how the room turned around and connected with the tens of thousands of square meters of water pavilions carved out of the rocks.

There is also a big white jade bed in this room.

This bed looks like a huge room, with many figures and beasts carved on it, and a divine mansion that surpasses everything.

As long as you get close to this jade bed, you will feel that time seems to be frozen on this jade bed. Zheng Xian felt that if you sleep on this jade bed, you will never grow old.

As soon as Nightingale saw the big bed, she immediately walked over and lifted the curtain of the big bed, but there was nothing in the big bed.

Zheng Xian walked over and looked into the big bed. The brocade embroidered couch on the bed was completely different from the dusty surroundings. Zheng Xian could even smell a woman's fragrance. It was obvious that he had lived here before. People, and just left not long ago.

Nightingale seemed a little disappointed, and then exited the room.

Going back to the five entrances, there were only two of the five entrances that hadn't been entered yet, and there was no need to choose any more. Nightingale seemed dissatisfied with Zheng Xian's previous choice, and pushed Zheng Xian into one of them.

Zheng Xian thought it was an exit all the way up the hole, but when he got to the end, he realized that it was actually a prison.

Here is a high platform more than ten meters high. Under the high platform is a dense miasma. In the miasma, there are hundreds of iron cages indistinctly. In each cage, there are one or two dried corpses. corpse.

These iron cages are obviously not just simple cages, each iron pillar is as thick as an arm, and there are faint streams of extremely faint streamers wandering on the cages, exuding the power of vitality.

Dozens of them even exude black aura.

Obviously, these cages are treasures. Thousands of years ago, these cages must have been full of brilliance, but after a thousand years, there was no vitality and energy continuously poured into them, and the vitality and energy on these cages had been exhausted. , It's about to turn into iron.

Nightingale suddenly moved and jumped into the hundreds of cages shrouded in miasma.

The ghostly figure quickly walked among those coffins.

Zheng Xian hesitated and didn't move, but he looked in the direction of Nightingale's movement and saw something special.

A cage in the distance shrouded in dense miasma is different from the other cages that are about to fail. The streamer on that cage moves like electricity and is quite powerful.

More importantly, there are three people imprisoned in this cage, two of whom Zheng Xian knows, Deputy Director Lin and Sweet Potato.

It was really a surprise to Zheng Xian to see these two people here.