In the dark and cold tunnel.

Docile salamanders were carrying the knights forward quickly.

Under the ground, most of the climate is warm and humid, which is said to be from the heat of the mysterious earth-center furnace.

Even in the deepest cave, there will be a trace of faint warmth wandering around.

But since entering this tunnel, the dragon people have felt different degrees of coldness.

This cold is not only reflected in the climate, but also in the spiritual level.

People with strong perceptions are no strangers to this.

This is the alertness that only after entering the territory of some powerful underground creature, your own bloodline will trigger!

"Are you sure the direction is right?"

Lang Du coldly questioned the Zhuo who was rushing to the front.

Nazhall did not look back, but said firmly:

"That's right!"

After saying that, he jumped away from the obstacle, and then accelerated.

The salamanders also jumped and followed.

Looking at Zhuoer's back, Lang Du's brows frowned slightly and finally let go.

...

Dragons are qualified to use salamanders for transportation, but Drown does not.

This is Lang Du's rule. Even if they are all soldiers of the United Legion, as long as they are under his command, they cannot break this rule.

He knew very well that only in this way, only by maintaining the superiority and pride of the dragon people at any time and at any time can they work for themselves.

As for whether they will offend other races because of this.

It's not within Lang Du's consideration.

He only cares about this invincible Dragon Man Legion that he trained himself!

But at the beginning, he was a little worried about whether Zhuoer would drag him down because of his legs and feet.

But soon, he laughed at himself in his heart:

"I ran so fast, I was really thinking too much."

"Dark elves are all born dog legs."

"Especially these male zhaos, haha, but female zhaos are different..."

Thinking of this, a few pictures of children suddenly appeared in Lang Du's mind.

The powerful people in the dark area understand the wonders of female drown.

However, he did not think about this for too long, but observed the changes in the surrounding environment extremely carefully.

Including changes in temperature.

When Nazhall led them into this cold tunnel, he felt it immediately.

This is the territory of some powerful monster!

This discovery did not make him suspect Zhuoer who led the way, but instead made him feel that things became more credible!

The reason is also very simple.

The other party is Van Texas Hunter!

Although Lang Du doesn't like him very much, he still recognizes Fantson's own strength.

Since Fantson can find a way to escape from prison, he must have figured out a way to get rid of the pursuers.

Adventuring close to the territory of powerful monsters is the most dangerous but also the most effective way.

This move may make the pursuers retreat.

It's a pity.

"That damn werewolf probably didn't expect that I personally led the troops to chase him this time!"

"He probably didn't expect that this Zhuoer, who was ignored by him, would come back to inform him... Haha, this greedy Zhuoer dared to speak loudly, so he asked me for such a high official position and a lot of wealth."

"When I catch Fantson, I will get him what he wants..."

Lang Du thought in his mind.

At this moment, the situation ahead changed a little.

At the end of the tunnel is an open underground space.

What is even more surprising is that a vague silver-white moonlight appeared in the distance!

The moment the dragons saw the moonlight, everyone was stunned.

They had never seen this thing before, only in the depths of their bloodline, there was a moment of throbbing!

Under this underground of thousands or even tens of thousands of meters, a real ray of moonlight shines down!

What kind of miracle is this?

Lang Du did not hesitate for too long, but followed the direction of the moonlight. Not long after, he followed the footsteps of the jackals.

It seems that Nazheer does have some skills.

At least a tracking master.

"Report to the sir!"

"A spring was found under the unknown light source in front of me. There was a strong smell of monsters near the spring. We didn't dare to get close!"

A dragon man reported to Langdu.

"Is this your trick?"

"What kind of monsters do you want to lure them out against us and then make it easier for you to escape?"

Langdu sneered and observed around him.

Soon, he was a little surprised to find that this was a nearly enclosed underground space!

Apart from the entrance just now, there is only the pore with moonlight.

Isn’t it because the jackals actually escaped to such places?

Even if they can hide for a while, can they keep hiding?

Lang Du was full of doubts.

He looked at Na Zhuoer, and the other person's face was also puzzled, but there was no anxiety or nervousness.

“It should be no problem.”

Lang Du made a conclusion in his mind.

He began to shout into the empty underground space: "Don't waste your time."

"I know you're hiding there."

"Since you have decided to be a deserter, as your former superior, I will give you a happy relief."

"Come out, if you save me some kung fu, I will give you a chance to be defeated by me one-on-one..."

Before he finished speaking, a figure appeared from the dark corner.

It's indeed the werewolf Fantson!

And his confidants.

"Kill them!"

Lang Du smiled grimly.

But there was a dragon man next to him and couldn't help asking:

"You didn't mean to give him a one-on-one chance..."

"Fool!"

Lang Du angrily scolded: "I'm lying to them!"

The dragon people rushed forward.

The numbers of both sides are equal. Although the dragons are strong, the jackals are ready for a long time and are not at a disadvantage for a while.

Lang Du took action himself and blocked Fantson's way out, who was "trying to escape"!

"Look, this is actually one-to-one."

"The troops between us are very equal, but unfortunately, you werewolves are born with garbage race!"

Lang Du rushed towards Fantson with a grin.
To be continued...