Urban Hidden Dragon

Chapter 2346 The dog’s life is at stake

Wang Han looked at the hole above.

Shie and others have already left.

Buddha thought for a moment and then said, "If you go by what this handwriting says, the thing left here before can kill Shi'e, but now that thing has been taken away by that Wang Han, they probably trapped us here. If you delay for a while, you’ll have to find that thing!”

Biaozi put his hands on his hips. Because the light in this place was relatively dark, the dog basket adjusted the brightness of his fluorescent stick to the highest level. It was like a light shining in his crotch. It looked funny, not to mention a bit abstract. .

"Ah Han, think about it, where could that dog and the national master Wang Han appear?"

After Wang Han pondered for a long time, "I'm not sure where he appeared, but as far as I know there is a close relationship with the Imperial Master Wang Han. It's either the Xuan Daosi or Zhenlong Palace, but what I'm curious about is, If I am a Tuosheng, then he must also be a Tuosheng. What if he plays mitosis with me? "

"No matter what the split is, let's think about how we should get out now!"

Wang Han looked at the vent above.

He walked towards the cave wall and tried to insert the evil into the wall. The wall was still a bit hard. Although it was not as good as the door, it still had to be poked several times before it could be inserted.

Wang Han asked the others to wait below for a while while he went out to take a look first.

This dungeon is almost dozens of meters high from the ground to the ventilation hole above.

The cave wall is still a bit smooth, and it's still a bit difficult to find the focus point. Fortunately, Wang Han's body function is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

While climbing up, Wang Han looked back inadvertently.

Then he saw the bones pierced by the dry bodhi tree below. The skull was tilted up, and its empty eyes were staring at Wang Han.

Wang Han shook his head and continued to climb upward.

"Wang Han!"

A voice suddenly came from behind.

The sound came suddenly.

It's like being walked down the street at night and someone suddenly bumps into you from behind.

The gluteus maximus muscles solidified involuntarily.

The old people often say that there are two balls of fire on a person's shoulders. When walking at night and someone calls your name, don't look back, otherwise the fire on your shoulders will be blown away by something unclean when you turn your head.

Wang Han was also considered to be a bold hexagram, and he was made to mention it by the sound just now.

But then he thought, how could Lao Tzu's dignified socialist successor be afraid of such monsters and monsters? He couldn't help but hold the evil spirit in his hand and the Qi bottle in his sleeve. If there was anything wrong, he was ready to take action immediately. He glanced back with his peripheral vision.

The rear was empty. The two men below, Bazi and Foye, were obviously new to Wang Han, and they were checking their surroundings to see if they could find anything valuable.

Wang Han shook his head, thinking he was hallucinating, and continued climbing.

Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, a voice came from behind again.

"Wang Han!"

Wang Han suddenly turned around, holding the divine evil in one hand and hanging it on the cave wall, while holding the Qi bottle in the other hand, the two spirit generals were ready to move.

It seemed that he sensed something was wrong with Wang Han.

Fei Yi emerged from the abomination, tilting his head and looking at Wang Han in confusion.

Wang Han glanced at Fei Yi. From Fei Yi's human expression, it was not difficult to tell that only Wang Han could hear the voice just now.

I didn’t even hear the sixth grade below.

Wang Han held his breath and concentrated on climbing up.

Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, a voice came from behind again.

"Wang Han! Do you still remember me?"

Wang Han turned around suddenly, but he saw an evil aura rolling towards Wang Han on the dry bodhi tree below. It was vaguely visible that the evil aura was that of Master Maha. In an instant, he was in front of Wang Han, and he had no time to react. A wave of evil energy entered Wang Han's chest.

As the evil energy entered his body, Wang Han could clearly feel another force in his body that was eager to come out.

His mind was cloudy, Wang Han's body swayed back and forth, and finally he fell directly into the water below, causing a splash of water with a loud bang.

Chu Liu took the lead and rushed towards Wang Han.

Yao Zi and Fo Ye also rushed towards Wang Han quickly.

The veins on Wang Han's forehead popped out, frantically suppressing another extremely violent force in his body.

Voices calling Wang Han's name kept popping up in his mind.

Wang Han directly ran the Purana Sutra and entered a state of suspended animation.

The Buddha, Chu Liu Niang and others looked at each other.

He carefully lifted Wang Han to the stage outside.

Wang Han closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, as if he had entered a dream again. In the dream, the sky was gray and the whole world was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

A figure stood imposingly on a high place with a condescending attitude, overlooking all living beings. Those who surrendered knelt down and became slaves, and those who resisted were killed. Wang Han watched the figures around him fall down one by one, starting from the Ten Guys Association. From the emperor to the Northeast guys, Dao guys, and Fat guys, the older generation of Shilaohui seniors, after that, brothers and sisters of the same generation died one after another, all in front of Wang Han's eyes, and eventually his wife and children also died. In his arms.

Wang Han tried his best to save everyone, but there was no way at all. A feeling of despair enveloped his heart. His relatives died one by one, and his friends and subordinates also fell into a pool of blood one after another. Jian Tuo, Liu Haizhu, Xiang Feng, Luo Changge, Ying Luo, Yan Susu, Hei Yi, Zhu Ma, Lu Jian, Yu Taiyi, Wu Fa, Shangguan Jie, Feng Rengui, Qiao Fengchun, Li Gouchen, Jie Zhaodi, Yue Hongzhuo , Meng Bizhi, Fengmanlou...

People he once knew died in front of him one after another. Wang Han wanted to save but was unable to save him. Even though he was struggling with life and death and broke his attachments, he was not ruthless and heartless, and he would still feel sad in his heart.

This dream is like walking into a maze, a maze with no way out. Everyone is calling Wang Han's name before they die. Some people shout in pain, some murmur in a low voice, some smile calmly, and some are full of pride. Some people are sad and angry, while others are choked with despair.

The gray sky shrouds the vast earth, blood and mutilated bodies smear the world into a picture of purgatory, the balance of good and evil tilts to one side, good thoughts are like candles in the storm, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, while evil thoughts start a prairie fire. This force burned away all the benevolence, justice, morality, and rational beliefs in everyone's chest.

Night falls, and there is never daylight. The Bodhisattva hangs upside down in the sky. The ancient and sad tone is hovering in the sky along with the crows that have eaten the corpses, adding a bit of sadness and desolation to this world where one cannot see any fingers. The obscure and difficult murmurs seem to be... A call from Abi Hell.

Wang Han carried the evil spirit and walked through the long night, constantly swinging his sword in an attempt to split the night.

I do not know how long it has been.

A ray of light pierced the darkness.

There seems to be a dawn of victory.

"Ahan! Ahan! Don't fall asleep!"

Sounds swirled in the sky, and the howling wind hurt like knives.

"Ahan! Wake up! Wake up!"

The light that pierced the darkness became brighter and brighter, and the scene in front of me gradually became clearer.

Wang Han saw the anxious faces of Mao Zi, Fo Ye and Chu Liu Niang.

Wang Han, who slowly came to his senses, sat up.

Looking around, I found the small courtyard where I was resting.

"Are we coming out?"

"Come out, damn you, what the hell happened to you and you were in a coma for three days!" Daozi rubbed his wrist.

Wang Han waved, and Chu Liu Niang immediately handed over the water glass. After taking a sip of water, Wang Han rubbed his cheek, "Why does my face hurt so much?"

Dongzi scratched his wrist and said, "As long as your butt doesn't hurt, why do you care about your face? You don't want that thing."

Wang Han took a sip of water and thought about the dream just now.

It seems that he remembered something.

Wang Han jumped out of bed.

"What are you doing?" Biaozi asked quickly.

Wang Han muttered in his mouth.

“Linden tree, a dream of despair!

I was so shocked! It’s closer to the north!

That Lao Deng figured it all out before!

Prepare a car! Get me a car quickly!

I am going to Dayan Sect! "

Wang Han kept mumbling and shouted at the top of his voice.