Chief don't slap in the face

It's not that Zhao Lianyu is ruthless, but that in this era, the jungle itself is prey to the strong, and people can't let their own guards explore the way.

"go!"

Xia Ye didn't blame Zhao Lianyu, if it was Bai Lianhua who didn't even have this kind of determination, there would be no scum left.

Just follow the route opened by Xia Jie's team and chase after them, and because they went first, they killed all the traps and enemies along the way, which saved everyone a lot of effort.

It's just that the more they walked forward, the more frightened everyone was, because the corpses were scattered all over and some places were severely damaged, which showed that Xia Jie's team had gone through an extremely fierce battle.

Looking at the corpses of giant beasts that hadn't completely cooled down, everyone knew how terrifying Xia Jie was about to meet.

"As expected of being the first genius of the Xia Clan!"

Zhongshan Yue looked at a 12-meter-high giant stone statue that was cut in half, and finally couldn't help it, gasped and praised.

"So what about genius? Luck is also a part of strength. If we rush over now, we can be a yellow bird!"

Gong Shuling gloated at his misfortune, feeling that he had gotten a good deal.

Xia Ye and his party were not so optimistic.

After marching for nearly an hour, everyone finally walked out of the palace complex and came to the altar area, where the ceiling is extremely high and there are towers more than 30 meters high all around.

Looking down from a high altitude, these spiers form a totem, which continuously absorbs the vitality of the earth veins and the air, and maintains the normal operation of the entire huge underground palace.

At the same time, this group of spiers is also the strongest defense of the underground palace, but it was cracked by Xia Jie. Otherwise, Zhao Lianyu and his party would almost be wiped out if they broke into here.

For this kind of buildings, you don't need to think about the direction at all, just go to the center.

No one spoke, the atmosphere was frozen and dull, only the slight sound of footsteps, Zhongshan couldn't bear this depression, and just about to speak, Zhao Pu stared at him sharply.

The field of vision is not affected. A huge vitality bead is placed on the top of each minaret. When the vitality gathers, because of the high concentration, it will flash light spots, just like countless fireflies fluttering, bringing some bright light.

In addition, there are many luminous pearls adorning the minaret, emitting warm light.

Suddenly, the footsteps of the female soldiers stopped.

"What's wrong? Keep going..."

Zhao Pu couldn't help shutting his mouth halfway through the yelling, because 30 meters ahead was a small square surrounded by minarets.

The square is empty, but in the center, there is a bronze round tower of more than 20 meters, covered with mysterious totems all over the body, and every line of the road emits a faint light.

"Who did I think it was? It turned out to be His Royal Highness Zhao Lianyu!"

A sassy voice came from the top of the tower.

When everyone looked up, they saw a burly man sitting on the edge of the top of the minaret. His left leg was drooping, his right leg was bent, and his right hand was holding a bronze jug on his right knee.

Because the distance was a little far away, everyone couldn't see the man's face, but everyone knew that he was laughing, and it was a mockery.

"Boldly Xia Jie, he actually called His Highness by his first name!"

Zhao Pu scolded.

Xia Jie ignored Zhao Pu at all, but raised his hand to take a sip of fine wine, and continued to look into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhao Pu, who was ignored, felt ashamed, so he yelled: "Bastard!"

"My ancestors, this guy is so handsome!"

Mo Zichu was startled: "If I were a woman, seeing this scene, I would probably fall in love with him!"

At this time, Xia Jie was really free and easy.

"I still think the Great Chief is handsome!"

"That's right, I don't like this kind of muscular man, it's better to be more delicate!"

"Bullshit, don't you always say that muscular men feel sensual to the touch?"

"Isn't it okay that my aesthetics have changed?"

The female soldiers made a lot of noise, finally relaxing the oppressive atmosphere.

"Shilian, are you here to join in the fun?"

Xia Jie looked over and teased with a chuckle: "However, this small number of people can't hurt me at all!"

Xia Shilian took a deep breath, unsheathed her long sword, and pointed at Xia Jie: "Stop talking nonsense, come down and die!"

Although I know I can't beat it, I can't lose the momentum.

"Haha, you are indeed the daughter of my Great Prophet of the Xia Clan. You are so courageous. Based on your words, I will give you the last right to die!"

Xia Jie praised.

"This guy is so good at pretending to be Boyi!"

Song Guo pouted.

"Mo Wuheng, do you want to form an alliance with me?"

Xia Jie grinned, he was arrogant by nature, this smile was his kindness, other than that, he never expressed politeness.

"Sorry, I already have allies!"

Mo Wuheng refused cleanly.

"Huh? Is it the one next to you?"

Xia Jie rolled his eyes.

Xia Ye immediately felt that he was stared at by a pair of sharp eyes, and his skin seemed to be prickled. This is a very oppressive man.

"Your words make me feel very honored!"

Xia Ye smiled, at a time like this, naturally he couldn't be cowardly.

"Miss!"

Mozi gave some advice at the beginning, for some reason, he always felt that his side's chances of winning were very small, so it's better to establish a good relationship.

"What's it called? I don't make friends because of their strength!"

Mo Wuheng frowned, the wayward Miss Morga only wanted to be like-minded.

"Hehe, actually what you said is in line with my aesthetics!"