Martial arts become gods

Chapter 288
"How to deal with these guys?" Yan Zhilie looked at the people of Flying Eagle Fort arrogantly, with a rather pretentious posture.

"Hmm!" Mo Xian pondered for a moment, and said, "All stripped off, then let us go over there."

"okay!"

Yan Zhilie responded, and then yelled at everyone to search for those people from Feiying Castle.

But it's a pity that these guys are poor ghosts, there is nothing good at all, but it is better than nothing.

Not long after, the people in Flying Eagle Fort only had a pair of underpants left on them, and they were deported to the opposite side.

And Mo Xian, together with the others, quickly took the ladder back.

It has to be said that these guys in Flying Eagle Fort are not strong except for Hawkeye, but this ladder is very ingenious, it can be retracted and retracted freely, and can be used in various places.

After leaving those people in Flying Eagle Fort shivering in the cold wind, Mo Xian and his party continued to march inside.

At this time, they were considered to have truly entered the interior of the Ghost Palace, and the dangers around them gradually increased.

They all obviously noticed that there are many residual energy turbulence around them, if they are involved, they may lose their skin even if they are not dead.

These energies are all left over from the great war many years ago, but after so many years, they still haven't dissipated. From this, we can see how terrible the battle was.

A group of people cautiously shuttled through the ruins, and occasionally saw one or two spirit treasures, but they were all broken and unusable.

But they are not discouraged, this ghost palace is so powerful, there must be something left behind.

……

At the same time, in another direction of the Ghost Palace, a group of people were fighting fiercely with a huge skeleton puppet.

Among them, the most powerful one has a certain similarity between the eyebrows of Yan Zhilie, and it is Yan Zhilie's elder brother, Yan Zhiyu.

This skeleton puppet is extremely powerful. Although most of its power has already passed away, it is still not weaker than the seven-star great martial artist.

However, Yan Zhiyu entangled the skeleton puppet with his own strength, and the others only attacked from the side.

Not long after, Yan Zhiyu suddenly jumped up high, and then with a knife in his hand, he slashed at the head of the puppet of the Drum Tower.

"call out!"

Amidst the sharp whistling sound, a flaming blade about tens of lengths shot out from his palm, and directly chopped off the skull puppet's head.

"boom!"

The skeleton puppet collapsed suddenly, turning into a pile of dead bones, and on the ground, there were countless sparkling low-grade spirit stones.

"Wow..."

Everyone was in an uproar, and a greedy light burst out from their eyes.

This was the first enemy they encountered after entering the ghost palace. They didn't expect that there would be such great benefits. They began to look forward to the next trip.

"Put things away. If anyone dares to hide them privately, it will not be as simple as death."

Yan Zhiyu's icy voice was as if he was drinking heavily, and everyone immediately became more sober and packed up quickly.

Not long after, the number was counted, and there were a thousand low-grade Yunling stones.

Such gains are not insignificant.

"Big brother!"

And at this moment, Yan Zhijie also brought people over.

"Hmph, why is the speed so slow, have you solved it?" Yan Zhiyu snorted coldly, and immediately he saw the scars on Yan Zhijie's body, "What did you do, you got hurt when you dealt with that trash?"

"Brother, I failed!" Yan Zhijie said with a serious expression.

"Failed? Haha... Are you telling me that you were defeated by that guy who would go into convulsions when he used his energy?" Yan Zhiyu was stunned, and then burst out laughing.

However, amidst the loud laughter, there was a touch of anger that gradually spread.

Yan Zhijie couldn't help shivering, he knew how terrible Yan Zhiyu was when he got angry, and immediately explained: "It wasn't him, that kid found a helper somewhere, he was very powerful, I just fell on him hands."

"Oh? Interesting!" Yan Zhiyu snorted lightly, and immediately a icy cold gradually spread on his face, and then he slammed Yan Zhijie with his palm.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, Yan Zhijie vomited blood and flew away, breaking countless ruins along the way, and finally fell into the ruins.

"After you go back, go to the discipline hall and be punished!" Yan Zhiyu said lightly, he didn't care if there were any special circumstances, he only knew that if someone failed to complete his task, he would be punished.

Hearing the word Discipline Hall, Yan Zhijie, who staggered to his feet, couldn't help shivering. He knew very well how terrifying the Discipline Hall controlled by Yan Zhiyu was.

However, he didn't dare to contradict Yan Zhiyu, he just attached all his hatred to Mo Xian.

"Damn it, I'm going to make it impossible for you to live or die!" Yan Zhijie's complexion twisted for a while, and he quickly followed Yan Zhiyu and others who had gone away.

……

Here, Mo Xian and his team carefully stalked among the ruins. They seemed to be lucky. They didn't encounter any real danger, and of course they didn't have any real gains.

"Master, this ghostly place is so mysterious, but it's really nothing, it's like an outing." Yan Zhilie looked around as if nothing had happened, although the residual energy was said to be turbulent and dangerous, as long as he wasn't stupid enough to walk in That's it.

But before his words fell, the ground suddenly shook slightly.

Then they saw that among the ruins in front of them, there seemed to be some big guy about to get up.

"You really have a crow's mouth!" The corner of Mo Xian's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Soon, a huge bone beast slowly got up. Although it hadn't fully appeared, it could still be seen that its warning was very huge, about tens of meters long.

With this size, Mo Xian and the others looked like ants standing in front of it.

"Wow, what a big guy!" Yan Zhilie exclaimed suddenly, jumping behind Mo Xian like a frightened rabbit, "God, you have to protect us, our fighting power is scum !"

"..." Mo Xian couldn't help being a little speechless, he didn't find a group of companions, he obviously found a group of absolute moles, and he procrastinated very confidently.

"Shouldn't you guys do something?" Mo Xian said angrily.

"Do something?" Yan Zhilie was startled, then his eyes lit up, he snapped his fingers and said, "I understand, everyone, come with me."

As he spoke, he cleared his throat, waved his arms, and commanded: "God, come on!"

The others were also very cooperative, shouting loudly: "Great God, come on!"

"Fuck!" Mo Xian was stunned for a moment.

"Great God, don't worry, you are not fighting alone, come on! We will cheer for you from the sidelines." Yan Zhilie said.

"Can't you do something substantive?" Mo Xian said with an unnatural twitch of his mouth.

"This is the substantive thing. In the legendary novels I read, the daily life of the people around the protagonist is to stand aside to cheer for the protagonist during fights, and then show surprise at the right time. Now you are the protagonist. Don't worry. , wait a minute, my cheers will definitely satisfy you." Yan Zhilie said solemnly.

(End of this chapter)