Chapter 391

Mingming has intruded into nearly a thousand people, but the voice is very fuzzy, and you have to listen carefully to hear the subtle sound.

"How big is the hole under here?"

Zhao Xin with puzzled, also rushed into the cave, Zhao Xin with a three-layer foundation of the ordinary loose self-cultivation after rushed in.

Entering the cave, the road is rugged, winding and intricate. The ground is full of gravel, with several large stones blocking it. It looks like a temporary entrance formed by collapse.

All the way down the cave, the more you go in, the colder it is, but you can hear the noise, as if thousands of people were fighting in the depths of the cave.

The faint smell of blood irritated Zhao Xin's nose.

Feng Mei frowned tightly and sped up his pace to rush to the deep of the cave. Qingfeng and Chuxiong had already come in. Although Zhao Xin's IQ was not high, he still had a little IQ.

Judging from what Chu Xiong said just now, he must know what treasure is more precious than the Xuanshi vein. Otherwise, who would give away the Xuanshi vein foolishly.

Perhaps the purpose of Chu bear and Qingfeng is for the scroll of Daqingshan's treasure.

"Get out of here, get out of here."

"You guys cover me and stay behind."

All of a sudden, a wounded monk rushed up to the bottom of the cave, holding a big basketball stone in his arms, emitting a light gray fluorescent light, roaring hysterically, with a very ferocious expression.

Xuanshi!

Zhao Xin was surprised to see that the monk was holding the big basketball Xuanshi in his arms.

The monk also saw Zhao Xin standing in the way and roared, "don't rob me. There are still many below."

Judging from Zhao Xin's appearance, he is a cruel man. He probably thinks that he is not an opponent, so he asks for mercy directly.

Zhao Xin stepped aside and asked him to leave. Immediately after the monk, a group of mercenaries rushed out. Each of them was in high spirits and rushed out with the Xuanshi in his arms.

Xuanshi is a good thing to change money.

But this time Zhao Xin didn't run for the Xuanshi. Thinking that Qingfeng and Chuxiong had gone deep into the cave, Zhao Xin was inexplicably impatient and rushed down.

Soon.

At the end of the cave, there is a huge underground cave. The broken and collapsed stalactites are inlaid with crystal clear basaltic rocks.

The snatch of all practitioners with red eyes is a complete scuffle.

More than a hundred dead and wounded, blood all over the floor.

Many practitioners are fighting hard.

Zhao Xin calmly hides to one side, does not participate in the scuffle, the vision searches everywhere in the crowd, looks for the Chu bear and the green maple trace.

"Chu bear!"

Suddenly, the corner of Zhao Xin's eye coagulates, and he sees a figure drilling into a stone crack and disappearing.

Zhao Xin immediately followed up, through the stone side of the cave.

It is an independent small karst cave. There is a stone platform directly opposite the entrance. There is an empty groove in the middle of the stone platform. The trace is still fresh, which indicates that the above things have just been taken away.

Maybe it's the big green hill treasure scroll!

When thinking.

Whew——

A sudden piercing sound came.

Zhao Xin instantly recovered, the eye of blood ring opened, and the mysterious Qi burst.

Two palms suddenly burst out.

"Nine Yang heaven and earth palm!"

Xuanqi is surging, and the two palms collide with the blade.

Bang!

At the same time, Zhao Xin retreated a few steps, his arms were numb, several blood marks were listed in his mouth, and his breath was a little disordered.

"Green maple?"

"Where's Chu bear?"

Zhao Xin looked at the sword and asked in a cold voice.

Green maple face expressionless, cold drink: "who are you? Under the sword of Qing, the unknown ghost will not die. "

"It's arrogant to practice magic skill and look like a man of integrity."

Zhao Xin answered coldly. After that, Qingfeng's face suddenly changed, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

From the feeling of the sword just now, it has the same breath as brother Fenglei.

With the eye of writing wheel in hand, there is a chance even for the upper gongxuan realm.

"Hum, I'm full of nonsense. I see your eyes are strange. Let's start with digging your eyes first."

The breeze came with a cold hum and a sword.

Whew——

The edge of the three chi sword is as flexible as a snake. Suddenly, a long solid sword appears in the shadow of a hundred swords.

The eye of blood ring turns wildly, observing in detail.

At the moment when the long sword came, a single stroke of shock called out the silver dragon war.

Bang!

The big round shooting technique is extremely swift and violent, directly provokes the attack sword.

But, the moment to open the sword.

Zhao Xin's face suddenly changed. The secret is not good!

There was a strong wind coming from behind, and the thick sword Qi came with a trace of magic skills.

Zhao Xin tilted back, leaped 180 degrees, stood upside down on the wall of the cave, and the silver gun came out to the front door of Qingfeng.

"Hum, I dare to be presumptuous if I just build a five storey foundation."

"Strike with a sword!"

Green maple burst drink at the same time, a sharp sword rippling.

The sword blade waved in the air, leaving a shadow of the road. It seems that the speed is very slow, but in fact, the meaning of the sword has crossed Zhao Xin's throat.

"Chop!"

A sharp drink, a hundred residual shadow into one, instant break empty stab.

Zhao Xin stood up in the cold and roared at the bottom of his throat: "Silver Dragon dominates the sky!"

Hum!

The power of the silver dragon spreads rapidly, and its speed and power are instantly enhanced.

When the long sword came, Zhao Xin sidestepped away from the sword in a millionth of a second.

"Damn it. It's so scary. I almost died."

Zhao Xin stepped back a few steps, half a second of Yinlong batian directly pumped his fifty thousand Xuanqi, almost half of it!

The consumption of Dragon King Minbo is even more frightening. He dares not to use it, mainly because he can't afford it.

"It's pretty hiding, but that's it."

After that, the sword came again.

"Stop, stop, stop"

Zhao Xinlian stepped back a few steps to get close to the cave wall, and quickly cheered.

"We all come here for the secret volume of treasure. Why kill them all?"

Hum!

As soon as the words fell, the sharp blade stopped a few millimeters from Zhao Xin's throat. Zhao Xin could almost feel the cold of the blade.

Green maple eyes slightly a ferocious, low drink way: "how can you know treasure secret volume?"? How do you know? "

"The two questions you asked are meaningless. Since everyone is here for treasure, one more person is one more helper. I'm afraid the only people who know about this are you, me and Chu Xiong."

"What does that mean?"

"I mean I can help you. I have the internal map of the treasure, but I don't know where to go."

"Hand in the map and I'll spare you." Green maple cold hum way, wrist a turn, the blade gently stabbed into Zhao Xin's skin.

A drop of red blood trickled down the blade.

Zhao Xin was angry in an instant.

I'm furious, damn hypocrite.

But his face was still calm: "who will take important things with him? I have burned the map, but I remember it in my mind."

Green maple smell speech, look moved, immediately put down the sword.

"Nine Yang heaven and earth palm!"

The moment Qingfeng put down his sword, Zhao Xin suddenly burst up, and the mysterious air in his body gushed out like a tide.

The two palms burst out with thunder.

Qingfeng's face suddenly changed, and he quickly waved his sword to block it.

Bang!

The dark air collides and the cave shakes.

The white sword Qi and the light yellow war Qi are like two floods. They collide wildly, and the air is whistling constantly.

"Hold on!"

Zhao Xin clenched his teeth and drank hard. Xuanqi kept rushing out of his body.