Wanjie praise group

Chapter 311
It's just that it was too late for Xu Ming to recover his sanity. When he realized the crisis around him, there were two team members on the left and one on the right who were originally regarded as brothers by him and had a life-threatening friendship.

Unexpectedly, they stabbed a sharp knife into his defenseless body.

Needless to say, the material of the knife is exactly the same thing as the bird monster.

Therefore, the sharp point of the knife pierced through Xu Ming's body effortlessly. The blood that burst from the edge of the knife and the coldness from the knife made Xu Ming's killing intent, which had already subsided, come back again. .

The long knife containing the origin of water and fire was already covered with the blood of those strange beasts before, and it turned into a stream of light at this moment, and cut off the heads of the two people around him in a blink of an eye.

But that was just as Xu Ming expected, the surprisingly smooth period and the feeling from the knife made Xu Ming understand that the two old friends he met beside him were nothing more than puppets.

It's just that Xu Ming had hallucinations because of the venomous poison on the claws of the bird-man monster.

If it wasn't for the timely outbreak of fire energy in his body, he might be the one whose head was cut off right now.

Although I have truly experienced what it means to have a knife at both ends, the thing that threatens my life right now is far from this wound that can be healed in the blink of an eye.

The terrifying energy coming from the bronze coffin in front of him undoubtedly made Xu Ming more amazed.

And the Zhao Chonglou he mentioned somehow reminded him of the sloppy old man's face on the platform just now.

No matter what, Xu Ming was glad that he made the right choice.

From the current point of view, I am afraid that once I enter that pyramid-shaped palace, let alone being able to get here, I am afraid that even struggling will become an extravagant hope.

Although the wounds on his ribs have healed at this moment, the real crisis has just begun.

The fierce poison in his body was swept away by the scorching fire, and Xu Ming, who broke free from the illusion, realized that Xiao Gang and Xue Feng, whose heads had been cut off by him before, had turned into two broken clay figurines.

While he was looking around, the giant bronze tree immediately caught Xu Ming's attention.

After all, this giant tree was obviously more eye-catching than the bronze coffin, Xu Ming could no longer turn his head and could only bite the bullet and walk forward.

But suddenly, a scene appeared that made all the hair on his body stand up.

A hand suddenly rested on the edge of the coffin, but what Xu Ming had expected before was that this hand was unprecedentedly white.

From a distance, it looks even better than the skin of a living person.

Xu Ming didn't dare to be careless, the aura in his body circulated to the extreme, and bursts of sharp and round aura spread towards the surroundings.

"You really didn't disappoint me. Zhao Chonglou finally found someone he can tolerate."

From the inside of the bronze coffin came a voice that made Xu Ming feel puzzled. It was obviously the second time he heard the words Zhao Chonglou, and he was almost sure that this was the real name of that slovenly old man.

Xu Ming didn't say much, but slowly approached the bronze coffin, and his empty left hand was constantly brewing with scorching fire.

This comes from the fire energy of Qinglian's heart fire, which is his greatest reliance at the moment.

Humph.
A sudden cold hum resounded in Xu Ming's ears.

A white-clothed man with long hair slowly sat up from the bronze coffin.

His pair of narrow and eerie red phoenix eyes looked up and down at Xu Ming who was on guard all over his body at the moment.

The flash of sharpness in his eyes made Xu Ming's heart tighten, because the result of his investigation with his divine sense was that he couldn't feel the breath of a living person in his body, and what was even more terrible was that this real aura The coercion is real.

It's just that before the strange man in white could speak, his body suddenly felt a sudden burst of sitting and lying down.

The surrounding area of ​​the bronze coffin was instantly enveloped by interlaced tiny rays of light, but the strange man in white had disdain in his eyes when he saw this, and slapped his palm on the large web of interlaced rays of light with his pair of white hands that were not like ordinary people, While extending both palms.

A yellow paper talisman suddenly emerged from the soil in front of him. On the talisman, there was a pattern written in cinnabar that Xu Ming could not understand.

But no one can deny the shocking oppressive aura on this yellow paper talisman.

Xu Ming also had some knowledge of the lineage of formation, so he had some guesses about the patterns depicted on the yellow paper talisman.

The long-haired, white-clothed weirdo obviously had a sullen face on his face, but the yellow paper talisman left behind by someone didn't give him face.

Whistling, it moved towards the center of his eyebrows, obviously trying to suppress it into the bronze coffin again.

But the one who set up this suppressive formation back then didn't expect that the long-haired white-clothed monster had already absorbed endless blood energy.

Even if its strength is not one in ten, it is not difficult to break free from the shackles of this formation.

I saw his curled hands forming claws, crushing the yellow paper talisman that was about to be pasted on the upper door, crushing it together with the big net formed by the surrounding light.

With this momentum, he jumped out of the bronze coffin.

For a time, the wind and thunder roared, ghosts cried and gods howled.

And Xu Ming finally saw clearly that the white robe he was wearing was engraved with countless faint bloody lines.

On his extremely pale face, there was an evil smile befitting his identity.

In the middle of the eyebrows is a complicated and incomprehensible talisman, which is also faintly visible in blood.

Before Xu Ming could say anything, his feet moved, and his movement was as silent as a ghost.

Xu Ming has activated his six senses to the extreme, so at the moment of his body moving.The long knife in Xu Ming's hand, which contained the origin of water and fire, had already moved, and the light of the knife that appeared here turned into a cold and ruthless knife shadow, and passed in front of him silently.

slow!too slow!
I saw a silent black shadow unhesitatingly facing the cold blade, and the soaring blade shadows bombarded the long-haired white-clothed strange man.

The soaring energy and the sharp knife energy did not succeed in tearing the thin body of the strange man, Xu Ming's knife could only slightly bulge the white robe he was wearing.

At this moment, on that extremely pale face, the corners of his mouth curled up in a palpitating arc.

The exposed cold teeth made Xu Ming's heart suddenly tighten. At this moment, those white palms were tightly grasped on the blade. It was difficult to break away, let alone the sword.

The eyes of the two met for an instant, and the long-haired, white-clothed weirdo slowly spit out a few words.

"Welcome to Huangquan Jiuyou."

As soon as the sound fell, the huge bronze tree behind him began to vibrate suddenly, and the bronze leaves rattled along with the vibration, making a sound that seemed clear but was actually like the howling of a female ghost. At this moment, Xu Ming held the knife tightly. On the handle's hand, the same bloody pattern as on the robe of the white-clothed monster began to appear.

Change starts now!
(End of this chapter)