I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 255 Chapter 259
Wujue Palace.

The vast hall, the expanded high platform, five huge desks, or sit reclined, or sit upright, or lie on the side. Five old men who look not young are sitting on the iron stone seat.

Wujue old man, known as the five people have the same status.

But the people in the Wujuedi Palace, no one knows that the one sitting in the center is the well-deserved principal among the Wujue old people.

His beard and hair are all white, but the skin on his face is extremely smooth. He doesn't look like an old man at all. He leans forward with a majestic momentum, overlooking the many disciples below.

"that's it?

You guys are really giving us a face, you actually killed someone into the underground palace, and you still don’t know the specific situation of the enemy, so what use do I need you for, tell me. "

The scolding sound sounded, and the disciples below were all startled and knelt down on the ground.

"Master (Uncle Master, Uncle Master), this disciple knows his mistake."

Shout out in unison.

The disciples present said there were not many, and there were about 30 disciples, all of whom were direct descendants of the old man Wujue.

The intrusion was due to the division of the enemy. Before knowing the specific situation of the enemy, the old man Wujue did not blindly send people to stop him, but removed the necessary people who blocked him, and planned to recruit all his subordinates to break the surface.

Suddenly, a tall and thick man shivered, and his cold eyes focused on him, making him shiver from the cold.

"Boss, don't worry about cursing people, first find out where the enemies in the underground palace came from, and get through this danger first."

The old man in the second seat on the left sensed the murderous intent of his boss, rolled his eyes and said.

In their perception, this is a crisis.

I haven't figured out the whole situation of the incoming enemy, but according to the information I have, there are five masters who are attacking on the surface, but no one knows how many masters are in the dark, and the old man Wujue is also feeling very headache.

They wanted to escape, but they were reluctant to give up all kinds of treasures collected by the underground palace for hundreds of years. They were not reconciled.

If you don't escape, the problem is that the enemy's situation is unknown. If you have the ability and courage to enter the Five Jedi Palace, this is no joke.

But if the five masters who came in just because of killing escaped like this, wouldn't the prestige of the old man Wujue be discredited.

"Come with me."

With an order, there is no one in the iron stone seat in the center, and the shadows flying past and the wind in the tunnel are the medium of guidance.

Everyone followed.

A corridor to the west.

Click.

The slightly dark stone wall pavement is uneven.

When someone stepped on an inconspicuous pebble, the mechanisms arranged in the tunnel started to work, and the mechanisms and gears were interlocked.

Collision, the stone wall protruded from the arrow hole.

Shhhhhh.

The thin needles glowing red are very fast, like fairy flowers flying all over the sky. They look very beautiful, but they are also extremely dangerous. The faint stench quenches the poison.

"It's a broken needle, be careful."

As soon as the sword was in motion, the streams of energy moved in the air like streams of light, and walked around the body with extremely fast speed, blocking part of the piercing needles.

Ding ding ding.

The palm wind blows, Daodao's palm becomes larger, as if inflated, with a faint metallic luster.

The sword wind rolled, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and Pu went all out as soon as he made a move, extremely powerful and terrifying.

When faced with a crisis, the master who hides in the crowd no longer hides anything.

The Gang-Breaking Needle is specially aimed at non-grandmaster powerhouses, and the martial master's zhenqi body protection can't stop the Gang-Breaking Needle at all. It's not unusual for the Five Jedi Palace to have such a mechanism.

"what!"

A scream.

Someone held the arm, and his face turned red in an instant, as if he was drunk, showing an extremely uncomfortable expression, and his cheeks twitched.

The red mist rose from his body, and everyone was startled. They used lightness kung fu again and again, not daring to get close to that unfortunate person.

"help me."

His body seemed to have lost its bones, slowly slipped down, and finally turned into a puddle of flesh, oozing blood.

"Be careful, everyone. This is the Five Jedi Palace, the lair of other people. Any means are possible. This is already a third-level underground palace. If we go to meet other people, we will easily be defeated by each of us if we split up."

Said the man with the knife.

"Okay." Lingji agreed.

Although it was a little earlier than planned, but when they came to the third level of the underground palace, the group encountered an attack from a vicious mechanism like the Pogang Needle, and then they may encounter even more dangerous mechanisms next.

The three walked ahead.

As soon as they reached a corner, they heard the sound of falling rocks rolling.

The tunnel in front of him was even darker, and the visible range was even less than ten meters. This was the vision of the three of their grandmasters. In the outside world, the grandmaster was at least a hundred meters away in the dark environment.

However, this corridor exudes a strange mist and a strange smell, which comes from the strange outline above the wall.

"You guys back away first, this is the black miasma in southern Xinjiang, this tunnel is probably even more dangerous."

As soon as the words fell, the strong wind brought by the rolling stones in the corridor came oncoming.

Make quick eye contact.

One person stepped forward, his body swelled a few inches, he was originally a burly man, but now he became more robust, his face remained unchanged, he stomped his feet suddenly, the ground cracked, and dozens of stones of different sizes flew up.

True energy wrapped around the hand, and the strong wind rolled up the stones, like a fairy scattering flowers. The incomparably fast speed rubbed against the stone wall, bursting out fireworks.

The faint light of the fire allowed Lingji and the others to see the situation in the tunnel. There were many candlestick-like items on the wall, and the black smoke that affected people's vision rose from there.

This is nothing.

clang.

Among the noises, there was a more special sound, the falling rocks were already very close.

The breath rises in front.

The strong man gathers the pure innate qi that has been practiced for hundreds of years on his palm, making his palm even more astonishing.

Less than ten steps forward.

Bang.

There was a muffled sound, and the strong man's true energy roared out like a torrent of river water, as if trying to break away from all obstacles in front of him.

The facts were as he wished, but what he couldn't imagine was that the rolling stone shattered, exposing a more dangerous artifact, three red marbles, so red that they seemed to be on fire.

fire.

The intense flames transformed into a sea of ​​flames in the blink of an eye, engulfing the strong man.

The fire light and the lingering black mist in the air subtly changed. The black mist became darker and darker. At the same time, a purple line flickered, and the density changed, as if liquid was attracted by the true energy in the center of the fire.

sizzle.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword seemed to weave a large net to extinguish the fire, and quickly cleared the flames.

The flames scattered.

The burly man looked miserable, his hair was completely burned, and he seemed to be protecting the hidden parts of his lower body. His lower body turned into weird shorts, and his whole body had burn marks.

But the flame didn't break through his body-protecting true qi, but the black and purple miasma qi liquid caused the strong man a big loss.

"Do it."

Some hoarse voice, revealing the charm of suffering.

Ling Ji felt sorry for the strong man's injury, but she was also very decisive. The sword wind breathed out, and the sharp sword light removed the necrotic and pus-oozing muscles from all over the strong man's body.

Muscle pieces fell to the ground, turning into balls of corrosive liquid.

Fortunately, the strong man's external skills are not bad, and his strong body plays a great protective role.

There was no bleeding from his body. After taking the elixir, he stood up and circulated his true energy to digest the elixir and recover the injuries in his body.

"Can it still be done?"

Lingji asked.

After getting a signal from the strong man, she waved and walked in front with another person.

"Keep going."

(End of this chapter)