A silence.

The scimitar above Lao Daofeng's head slowed down, slowly, like a lazy and full poisonous python, slowly moving its huge body.

The sharpness around disappeared invisible, and hundreds of tiny fireflies fell from the sky, hovering around the crowd.

A long and far away, there was a dull sound of thunder and explosions from the mountain.

The slave cannon fodders of the Golden Dead launched another attack.

Old Daofeng squinted his eyes at Doria. After a while, he stretched out his hand and a firefly stopped in his palm. The fluorescent light on his tail illuminated a small piece of skin in his palm.

"I'm a blood scimitar... a few days ago, I lost a group of elite men." Lao Daofeng said in a deep voice: "Although we received the reward we deserve, the masters we lost in Zhantang still damaged our strength."

Lao Daofeng said in a deep voice: "So, we have not had a full-scale conflict with the Jin Dead these days, but are rectifying the troops and recruiting people to restore their damaged strength."

Doria smiled and nodded: "I have actually predicted your attack on the Golden Undead sniper team... This is the best excuse to start a war and the best cover... Who can believe that you have lost so many people and can join forces with the Golden Undead?"

Lao Daofeng snorted: "That's the reason... But we still lost so many good players... Let me see your sincerity and exchange your sincerity for my trust."

Lao Daofeng, who had been sitting on the big chair, stood up and walked to Doria step by step, squinted his eyes and stared at his handsome little face: "If you have a little face, you can't believe it. All the little faces in the world should be damned... So, how do you gain my trust?"

Doria smiled, and he opened the beast leather book on the golden cover.

Thumb-sized golden runes jumped out of the animal skin book with difficulty. Gradually, these golden runes formed a golden square array of more than three feet long and wide on Doria's head.

A golden light flashed, and all the golden runes exploded, turning into golden lights and falling.

A three-foot-long animal skin floated down from Doria's head. With a finger, a white light lifted the animal skin and let it hang in front of the old sword wind.

"This is an ancient ruin I found through the art of prophecy. Just in time, the entrance is on the territory of your blood scimitar." Doria smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed: "There are dangers in this place, but there are also great benefits..."

Doria took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I vaguely feel that there is a treasure inside that allows you to break through the realm of the Life Pool and enter the next magical realm... Can this represent my sincerity? Can it be exchanged for your trust?"

Old Daofeng's body shivered slightly, and he stared at Doria in horror.

"My blood scimitar has been rooted here for hundreds of years... Every inch of land here has been flipped by those rats... Do you think there is an entrance to ancient ruins here?" Lao Daofeng's tone became particularly sharp.

"Those rat cubs are not as useful as my prophecy." Doria looked at Lao Daofeng confidently: "Why don't we look for it?"

Lao Daofeng and He Weng looked at each other quickly.

The two of them looked at each other, as if they were using their tacit understanding for hundreds of years to communicate a lot of information.

After a while, Lao Daofeng nodded slowly: "You have to go with us... and, the Golden Dead, you are not allowed to take the opportunity to launch a full-scale attack... If they have any abnormal movements, you will be dead."

Doria nodded seriously: "When I came, I had already agreed to them that they would not launch a full-scale operation unless I went back... Of course, the harassment attacks of those slaves will not be interrupted. After all, we should show the fun of the neighbors around us."

Lao Daofeng smiled.

He pondered for a while and immediately pointed out the names of several people.

He was left at the base of He Weng, Tang Qi, Niu Man and other senior officials of the Blood Scimitar, responsible for monitoring and preventing the Jin Dead.

Wu Tie, who had just joined, and several masters directly under Lao Daofeng, ordered them to activate an elite force and follow the route on the animal paper to find the entrance to the ancient ruins.

A very thin voice sounded from Wu Tie's ears: "Master Gun, your task is to keep a stare at Doria to death."

Wu Tie looked at Lao Daofeng.

The one who sent him a message was clearly the old sword wind.

Let him, the newcomer who just joined, be responsible for keeping a watchful eye on Doria?

And let him participate in the excavation of ancient ruins, rather than staying outside to monitor the Golden Dead?

Wu Tie sneered secretly. It seemed that Lao Daofeng had limited trust in "Gun Master". After all,... the time he joined the Blood Scimitar was too coincidental. He appeared at this critical moment.

Lao Daofeng did not let him stay outside, but placed him under his own eyes, which was the right choice.

Especially when he was asked to monitor Doria... To put it bluntly, this meant that "Gun Master" and Doria were caught in everyone's surveillance at the same time.

If the "Gun Master" sincerely added the Blood Scimitar, he could naturally curb Doria's abnormal movements.

If he colluded with Doria, if he and Doria had any abnormal movement, Lao Daofeng would have brought so many people.

The most elite group of blood scimitars were mobilized, and they opened various castles and mechanisms in the stone pillar forest, opened various warning color settings, and even some huge formations were activated.

The entire core area of ​​the Blood Scimitar turned into a huge killing trap, while Lao Daofeng took Wu Tie and others to the small lake beside the stone pillar forest.

This small lake with a radius of more than ten miles is ordinary, with a river estuary connected to several Yin rivers below, so the lake water is often full and there are a large number of aquatic products that can be caught all year round. It is the most important water source for the Blood Scimitar and an important source of food.

Lao Daofeng, with a group of old brothers, destroyed the forces that originally occupied the place hundreds of years ago after a bloody killing. After creating the Blood Scimitar, he placed his headquarters here.

For hundreds of years, Lao Daofeng has organized people to sneak into the bottom of the lake, but except for some aquatic plants and a large number of fish, shrimps, turtles and crabs, and occasionally some water snakes and aquatic pythons that roam along the Yin River, there is no other abnormality in this small lake.

Even the estuaries of the Yin River are only about meter in diameter. Even if there are terrifying giant creatures in the Yin River, it is impossible to enter the small lake through such a small estuary.

So gradually, Lao Daofeng and the others also lost interest in this small lake.

But according to the veil paper, the entrance and exit of an ancient ruin is deep in the middle of the lake.

He carefully selected hundreds of elite warriors, and the weakest ones all had the cultivation level of the mysterious realm. The group stepped on the water surface to the center of the lake. Then the old sword Feng pointed his hand and a sharp air spurted out, breaking a waterless passage with dozens of meters in diameter on the small lake and reaching the bottom of the 100-meter-long lake.

"Below?" Lao Daofeng asked Doria in a deep voice.

"Below... I have to dig up sand and rock layers thousands of meters deep, and then, there are some barriers that I can't see clearly." Doria smiled and said, "But my prophecy will definitely not be wrong, just below."

Lao Daofeng nodded.

He pointed to a mouse man standing behind him. The fur was mottled, and there were many places with grayish-white and covered with old-skinned spots nodded, slowly falling for nearly a hundred meters, standing directly on the sand and gravel at the bottom of the lake.

This rat man's aura has declined to the extreme, and his lifespan is obviously not long.

However, his magic power fluctuations are still strong, which is clearly at the level of the first and second level of Chonglou Realm. For a vulnerable group like the Rat Man, it is already a very great and very contributing thing to be able to reach the Chonglou Realm.

The mouse man recited a spell, and a gray-yellow sandy smell spurted out behind him. As the sand and gravel rolled, a clever little mouse phantom suddenly rushed out and then rushed to the ground.

With a 'sweep' sound, there was an additional circular pit with a diameter of more than ten meters and a mirror-like wall on the sand and stone floor at the bottom of the lake.

Accompanied by the 'hisper' sound, the pit extended straight downwards. In just a dozen breaths, more than 6,000 meters of sand, gravel, soil and rock formations had been penetrated.

With a "ding" sound, the little mouse shadow jumped out from behind the mouse man grabbed a smooth black stone with one claw.

A thin piece of Mars splashed on the surface of the big rock, and then the seemingly extremely hard black stone suddenly squirmed like water waves. The little mouse phantom accidentally fell into the black stone.

The rat man squirted out a mouthful of blood, and the rat hair, which was already bare, fell off in large areas, and it was about to become naked and nothing left.

"Boss... there is indeed a ghost below." The mouse man widened his eyes and shouted loudly.

"Go down and take a look." Old Daofeng's eyes were shiny. With a wave of his hand, the large group of people stepped on the void and fell down quickly.

Doria followed Lao Daofeng in a white light.

A cloud of smoke rolled under Wu Tie's feet, and he almost stood beside Doria without hesitation, squinting his eyes and looking up and down.

Perhaps Wu Tie's eyes were too fierce, Doria had always been very calm and calm, but after being stared by Wu Tie for a long time, he could not stand Wu Tie's gaze, and turned his head to smile at Wu Tie, "I have no malice towards the blood scimitar... I didn't deceive you..."

"Yellow-haired is quite rare. Also, blue eyes are quite rare. Where are you?" Wu Tie carried the White Tiger Slit in both hands and stared at Doria's handsome face.

Doria pursed her lips, and Wu Tie fully interpreted the performance that a straightforward, rude and unreasonable mixed-race half-dragon man should have.

Doria, who knew the characteristics of the dragon people, knew in her heart that there was nothing to say about this group of savage people.

Sighing, Doria whispered: "Where am I from? Is it so important?"

"If you don't say it, I'll beat you up." Wu Tie grinned: "The Gun Master hates the most people who hide it... He is a man, so he can speak it openly..."

Lao Daofeng, who was leading the way forward, was falling down quickly, squinted his eyes and smiled.

He could hear the conversation between Wu Tie and Doria clearly, and he couldn't help but shout "Oh," saying "Wu Tie" in his heart. For a scented little face like Doria, pure violence is the king!

If it weren't for the identity, Lao Daofeng would definitely have asked Wu Tie to beat Doria.

He beat him half to death first, and then Lao Daofeng came forward to apologize, scolded Wu Tie a few words, and gave the little white face a few gold coins to make the medicine fee... Oh, everything is so perfect!

All the young faces should be beaten to death!

Of course, as the leader of the Blood Scimitar, Lao Daofeng must not speak directly and let Wu Tie do this.

The old sword Feng, with a stern face, quickly landed in the pit dug by the mouse man. Several masters of the Chonglou Realm of Blood Scimitar stayed at the entrance of the tunnel. They used their magical powers to condense a thick layer of ice at the entrance of the tunnel.

The lake water channel that Lao Daofeng split with his sharp energy collapsed. After the lake water rolled for a while, it returned to normal.

The lake water is 100 meters thick covering the entrance of the tunnel, and there is no light in the tunnel.

Wu Tie groaned, and his left hand bounced, and a loud bang appeared on top of his head, which was about a meter in diameter, making the surroundings clear.

Several masters from the Mingchi Realm around Lao Daofeng also took action almost at the same time. They released objects of strange shapes, including lamps, torches, candlesticks, and braziers. These objects emitted strong light, illuminating the entire tunnel that was thousands of meters deep.

Many people looked at the big fireball above Wu Tie's head.

Doria also nodded in surprise: "I heard that the Dragon Man clan is born with extremely strong ability to control flames and magma, which is indeed good."

Wu Tie sneered arrogantly and stopped talking.

What Doria said was the fire dragon people in the dragon clan. They were born with their ability to control flames and magma. However, the real dragon tribe was divided into many races, and the ability they were good at was not just to control flames and magma.

But this has nothing to do with Wu Tie, he is not a real dragon man.

Everyone came to the bottom of the tunnel and above the mirror-smooth black rock formation.

Old Daofeng shouted lightly, and a werewolf from the mysterious realm waved a mace and hit the rock layer with a stick.

After a loud bang, a large area of ​​Mars splashed, and the sharp teeth of the steel-forged wolf teeth broke. Then the rock layer squirmed like water waves again. The werewolf's mace was suddenly sucked into the rock layer. A huge force came, and the werewolf's body was pulled down and fell several feet. He hurriedly let go of his hand and watched the mace being swallowed by the rock layer in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

"It seems that there is really something strange here." Old Daofeng's voice was filled with a hint of fanaticism.

"There is a high probability that this place will be an ancient ruin." Lao Daofeng's face turned a little red with excitement.

Ancient ruins mean wealth, inheritance, and powerful power. In this chaotic world, it means power and status.

Of course, ancient ruins are also full of dangers and all kinds of incredible existences.

To explore ancient ruins, you must be mentally prepared for death.
Chapter completed!