Super Golden Eye

A wry smile appeared on the fat elder's face: "Because this may be the closest to death! I won't say a few more words, I'm afraid I will have no chance to say it in the future."

"Well, listen to you."

The thin elder turned his head and asked Fang Yang, "Now let's go in?"

"If you don't go in now, do you still want to live here?"

Fang Yang guessed what they were talking about, but didn't care: "Find someone to walk in front with a torch, don't I need to explain the reason?"

The thin elder nodded: "I understand, I'm afraid that the inside will be sealed for too long, and there will be insufficient air, right? Who, you find a torch, go in and take a look."

"Yes, elder." The demon spirit disciple who was spotted by the skinny elder gave a bitter expression, and made a simple torch slowly, moved it three steps at a time, and carefully entered the entrance of the cave.

The other disciples of the Demon Spirit Clan let out a sigh of relief, with a surviving expression on their faces. Although there is no explicit statement, everyone knows that the first one to enter is to die!

The fat elder suddenly said: "Say a word every minute, tell us your situation!"

"I know." The demon spirit disciple who was forced to enter the cave agreed weakly. He was too lazy to deal with the least scenes, and he must have predicted his own ending.

Anqi Li asked softly: "Are we going in too?"

Fang Yang shook his head: "Don't worry, wait a minute, at least make sure that the person who goes first is OK, let's follow up."

"What if that person dies?" As soon as she said the words, Anqi Li shut her mouth very wittily.

Since the Demon Spirit Shuangbao can let a disciple go in and die, there will be second and third place! As long as they are not dead, what are they to worry about?

Obviously the remaining Demon Spirit Clan disciples also had this kind of consciousness, their faces were a little unnatural, and some people even quietly moved outside.

Of course the thin elder saw everything in his eyes, his face was heavy, and he hummed heavily: "Hmph, if anyone dares to take another half step, the old man will send him on the road now!"

In a word, all the disciples of the Demon Spirit Race stood there honestly and dared not move. After all, it's better to die than to live, and no one can settle this account.

A minute later, the thin elder asked loudly into the cave: "How is the situation ahead?"

The previous demon spirit disciple's voice came from the cave: "It's safe now." There were not many words, and the voice seemed weak, but at least it showed that he was still alive.

I asked several times in a row, the distance was getting farther and the voice was getting smaller and smaller, but at least it still sounded very safe.

The thin elder discussed with Fang Yang: "Brother Fang, listen to his voice. Although he is walking slowly, he is at least 200 meters away now? Are we still waiting?"

Fang Yang felt a little strange: "It shouldn't? How could there be nothing?"

The thin elder was a little dissatisfied: "What is this? Do my people have to die? Don't you have other intentions?"

"You know I didn't mean that."

Fang Yang always felt that there was something wrong with this, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. But since the road ahead has gone so far, there is really no reason to wait no longer.

"Since the front is safe, let's go in together. Everyone pay more attention to yourself and don't mess around! The safety of the people in front does not mean that we will be safe too!"

After all the explanations were made, the thin elder divided the remaining 30 or so disciples into two parts, half in the front and half in the back, and the demon spirit Shuangbao followed Fang Yang's back.

A group of people entered the cave magnanimously. There was not much space inside, so they could barely walk side by side.

Now that someone has explored the way, at least for the time being, everyone's mentality is relatively relaxed.

The stone walls in the cave have obvious traces of artificial chiseling, square, and even the gaps between the stones can not be seen clearly, and the craftsmanship is excellent.

On such a smooth stone wall, it is natural that it cannot be wasted. It is painted with many inexplicable pictures, with a strong western cultural style.

The people of the Demon Spirit Race may not know much about these, but Fang Yang hasn't dealt with Western forces much. Seeing in the eyes, shocked in my heart.

The picture on this stone wall is very similar to the mural that I saw in the palace of the gods! It's just not as detailed and slightly rough as there.

If this is a cave dug by the survivors after the Battle of the Gods, why does the map scroll appear in the hands of the Dark Council? Why is it hidden among the hundred thousand mountains in the east?

I thought I had thought about things thoroughly, but now it seems that there are more puzzles left unsolved!

Just like that, walking in while thinking about things. But just after walking less than fifty meters, there was a sudden violent vibration around, and the stone walls on both sides moved slowly, squeezing toward the middle!

Demon Ling Shuangbao's expression also changed drastically: "How could this be?!"

Fang Yang held Li Anqi's hand tightly and shouted angrily: "What's the use of asking these now! Don't hurry forward!"

The thin elder asked blankly: "The back is close to the exit, shouldn't it be necessary to step back?"

Before he finished speaking, a panicked demon spirit disciple retreated to the entrance of the cave. Before he took two steps, he heard "Boom~" A huge rock fell, smashing the few people who were running backwards. Meaty!

The faces of the other people who were watching were pale, and there was no need to hurry up at all, and they ran forward as if playing their lives. There are more than a dozen disciples of the Demon Spirit Race in front of Fang Yang, but the speed is too slow, why are you waiting!

Fang Yang's face flashed with suffocation, one hand held Li Anqi, and the other slashed with all his strength. All the demon spirit disciples who stood in front of him were directly knocked down!

He rushed out nearly fifty meters in one breath, and finally passed the activity area of ​​the stone wall, Fang Yang stopped then, looking behind him solemnly.

Soon, the Demon Spirit Shuangbao also rushed out, and behind them, the stone wall was almost closed completely.

In the end, only five disciples of the Demon Spirit Race ran out, and the others were completely swallowed by the stone wall!

Among the demon spirit tribe, the most calm is the fat elder. Just glanced at the closed passage, and said to Fang Yang politely:

"Brother Fang, whether our brother can escape, we all rely on you. If there is anything to do, just speak!"

This fat guy really has a scheming! Knowing the current situation, if you don't have a good relationship with yourself, there is definitely no way to survive!

Although Fang Yang didn't have a good impression of the entire Demon Spirit Clan, he treated them very much during the extraordinary period. Now only if they unite with each other, there will be more hope.

Thinking of this, Fang Yang also responded politely: "The fat elder is serious. We are all grasshoppers on the same rope now, and we can be regarded as friends of life and death.

As long as you believe it, then I will definitely try my best to fight for a way out for everyone. But the ugly words are in front. Although I know some things about Xianlufeng, it is not all!

If there are any mistakes or losses during the journey, please don't blame me at that time. "

"That's natural." The fat elder settled, and glanced at the completely disappeared passage behind him:

"It's really weird, why did the people before come over and it's okay, so we touched the organs when we came over?"

Fang Yang simply replied: "It's normal. Many of the organs are designed very cleverly. Obviously, the owner here is also an expert, and he has long understood people's psychology."