Mystery: start a secret pavilion

Unlike Wang Liang's panic, Wu Feng seemed to have a plan in mind. He smiled and said, "What are you explaining? Don't worry, I have a way to solve this curse."

"what?"

Wang Liang glanced at Wu Feng nervously.

Then Wu Feng raised his voice and said: "I believe you can see that, senior, I am not only cursed, but also an extremely violent curse."

"If it was an ordinary person who received such a terrible curse, he would have died long ago!"

"Even those super strong people can only continue their lives, and their condition cannot be as good as mine."

There was silence in response to him, but the stone man in the distance did not continue to move.

Wu Feng breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party didn't intend to talk to him at all, he might have to rely on the system to make a move.

At that time, the secret value earned on this trip will not be enough for him to take it out.

"Although I haven't completely solved the power of the curse yet, you must believe me, I am here this time for this matter!"

Wu Feng deliberately pretended to be confident, and said solemnly: "If you want to know anything, you can ask me."

"I think because of these curses, you can only hide in the cursed place, and you are very unwilling?"

"..."

In the silence, there was a sudden rumbling sound.

Wu Feng's nerves tensed suddenly, he thought it was the stone man standing up again, but unexpectedly the fog in front of him completely dissipated.

What appeared in front of them was a stone door opened from the ground!
"Come in!" the old man said lightly.

"Hey……"

Following Wu Feng, Wang Liang and Jun Qingyu also climbed down the stairs tremblingly, looking around subconsciously.

This is a man-made tunnel, with mysterious murals on both sides, describing the battle between the Holy Kings who did not know how many years ago.

It was in this battle that both the holy king and a half-step holy king fell, and the descendants of that half-step holy king were also cursed.

Those who are now huddled in the ground are the descendants of the half-step holy king back then.

"It's exactly the same as the rumors, it seems that they are really the descendants of that powerful person back then..."

Looking at the murals on both sides, Jun Qingyu was both surprised and curious.

To her regret, although these murals recorded many unknown details, the cause of the war was still not recorded.

After walking through the deep tunnel, the surrounding environment became more and more humid, and they seemed to have come under the lake.

"Qingyu?"

"It's really you, Qingyu!"

After turning the corner, Jun Qingyu suddenly heard his friend's voice, and quickly looked up.

On the tunnel not far away, a cage was smashed out, covered with various runes.

Her good friend Shangguan Qiushui, the two sons who accompanied her, and their followers were all locked in a cage.

Sure enough, they were all caught...

Jun Qingyu's heart sank, although he didn't see the prince and the blind girl inside, but Jun Qingyu didn't take it seriously.

The third prince had an arrogant personality, so he might not be willing to come and save them, so it would be better to count on Wu Feng beside him than to count on the third prince!
"Don't be in a hurry."

Suppressing the anxiety in her heart, she in turn comforted the imprisoned friend, and introduced to Wu Feng and Wang Liang: "This is my friend, Shangguan Qiushui, this is Mr. Xie Yongning, this is Mr. Zhao Changan Young master, they are all my classmates."

"My lord, it seems that the offspring of sin blood are worthy of their reputation, even the two masters can't parry, we have to be careful."

"Ah."

Wu Feng nodded in agreement.

Among other things, the guards of these two young masters are all masters, and they can only catch them without fighting!
It seems that only the mysterious blind woman can contend with it.

"Oh, what a shame!"

"Miss Qingyu, it was our previous negligence that put you in danger."

The faces of the two guards showed shame, and the one-armed old man sighed and said, "Fortunately, you are fine!"

At this moment, two masked figures greeted them from the end of the corridor, one in front of the other, their voices were cold: "Come with us!"

This is the legendary offspring of sin blood?

Wu Feng glanced at the two of them curiously. They were no different from the outsiders, except that they were tightly wrapped.

From their necks, Wu Feng could see the looming dark lines, just like the ones on his own arms.

"The curse of these blood descendants is exactly the same as mine."

Wu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, his experience will be useful.

At this time, after passing through the dark corridor, the eyes suddenly opened up.

They came to an underground cavity, where the mountain walls were towering, and the murals that reached the sky looked even more magnificent, and it was like a square.

Right in front of the square, an old figure stood with his back facing him, looking at the relief in front of him.

On both sides of the road, countless bloody people stood one after another, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

It seems that the one who spoke before was this old woman who seemed to be highly respected...

A thought flashed in Wu Feng's mind, and he noticed that there was a young and beautiful girl beside the old woman.

Unlike the others, this girl didn't have any mask to cover her, and stood quietly beside the old woman.

The girl's Emei beautiful eyes, cool and outstanding temperament, all come into view without any concealment.

"What kind of blood offspring is this? This is clearly a fairy!"

Wang Liang stared blankly at the young girl. Even among the practitioners who are as beautiful as clouds, this young girl is absolutely stunning.

In her slender hands, she also held a green bamboo flute, and her whole body floated out of the dust.

"We have lived here for many years and never let outsiders in."

The old woman turned around at this moment, pointed her cane, and said indifferently: "Friend, you are the first guest of our clan in thousands of years."

Hearing the majestic words of the old man, Wu Feng also nodded politely, and said with a smile: "This junior is also deeply honored."

"Please rest assured, senior, since I dare to say this, I am absolutely sure!"

"Are you sure?"

The old woman frowned imperceptibly, then sighed, and said, "It's not that we are too wary. I want to know, what is your method?"

"It's simple."

Wu Feng smiled and said confidently: "Before I came here, I met an old man who told me that there are only two ways to break the curse."

"One is the cultivation of the holy king, who can forcibly break the curse."

"The other is to rely on that incomparably precious bloodline to forcibly exchange blood!"

"what?!"

Hearing this, there was a sudden commotion in the hall, and even the girl in Tsing Yi's eyes moved slightly.

The old woman also stared at him closely, and asked with burning eyes: "You mean...you have the help of a holy king's cultivation, or an extremely rare blood?"

"A strong man at the level of a holy king? Ancestor, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Is that a rare bloodline?"

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the hall.