If he could regret it, Huang Feng would never have stepped into that white teleportation array a few seconds ago.
After his vision became clear, Huang Feng couldn't help but show a look of helplessness in his eyes.
In front of him was a deep corridor.
The figures of Qingyu, Wang Wei and Mo Lu disappeared after entering.
"It seems like they were sent separately again."
Huang Feng was very calm about this. Even if he was alone, he was confident that he could face all dangers.
but……
"Okay, the passage is gone and turned into a corridor!"
It's no wonder that Huang Feng complained in his heart, this Dragon's Secret Realm is simply one layer after another, as if there is no end.
Already walking a long way in the corridor, Huang Feng found that the corridor seemed to have no end. At his speed, the ordinary corridor should have been completed long ago.
But realizing that the corridor in front was still far away, with no end visible at a glance, Huang Feng slowed down and prepared to take a closer look.
Burning torches hung on both sides of the corridor.
But the flame of the torch is not a normal color, but a disturbing green color.
It was reflected all around, turning the corridor into a living hell.
Although no ghost was found, in such an environment, Huang Feng immediately thought that if something strange happened, ghosts must be the best choice.
After slowing down, Huang Feng was more leisurely to observe the paintings on the walls on both sides of the corridor.
Very weird mural.
It's like the distant ancients painted on the wall with red paint. The painting style is so abstract that even Huang Feng, who has a master's appreciation ability, can hardly understand the content of the painting.
Fortunately, he wasn't covering it up, so he could still see a thing or two about the scenes displayed in the painting.
Each mural displays only one theme!
That's the fight!
There are people on both sides of the battle, and there are also weird ones.
The battle between man and man, the battle between the weird and the weird, the battle between man and the weird.
Under the green light, these murals reveal only one feeling!
That's weird!
Extremely weird!
Huang Feng withdrew his gaze and rubbed his eyes gently.
After looking at it for a while, his eyes felt sour.
But this feeling shouldn't happen. You must know that when he looks, he doesn't just look with his eyes, but when he looks, his eyes are already filled with spiritual power. Logically speaking, this kind of thing shouldn't happen.
A sour feeling.
"But it just happened to show up!"
Huang Feng murmured. While rubbing his eyes, he had switched to using his spiritual sense to see.
"This is!"
Looking at it in a different way, Huang Feng couldn't help but tremble at the first sight.
When he saw those murals with his spiritual consciousness, his spirit could not help but be incorporated into the content of the murals.
With the extension of spiritual consciousness, the content on the murals is also constantly changing.
What started as a single battle turned into a mixed battle.
[Ding, the mission is triggered, the host needs to win every battle and become the master of the arena...]
[Reward: A Zanpakutō, leaving the secret realm.]
[Punishment: Lost in the corridor forever.]
The voice of zero1.0 sounded in Huang Feng's consciousness, causing Huang Feng to subconsciously withdraw his spiritual consciousness.
"What the hell is this?"
After the system upgrade, no special situation occurred for a long time. Huang Feng couldn't believe that an inexplicable task suddenly occurred.
"It's such a simple and straightforward task."
After muttering, Huang Feng carefully read the information in his consciousness and couldn't help but have a look of helplessness in his eyes.
That’s fucked up!
Calming his mind, Huang Feng naturally knew that complaining would do no good at all.
Turning off the interface in front of him, Huang Feng began to recall all the murals he had just seen with his spiritual consciousness.
"From the murals just now, every one is a battle, but why are there only weird battles in the back, and no humans appear in the murals anymore?"
"Could it foreshadow something?"
Huang Feng held his chin up and secretly thought about the meaning.
At a certain moment, a flash of light flashed through Huang Feng's mind, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
"Could it be that……"
Thinking of this possibility, Huang Feng gently shook his head: "Impossible. If human beings are really extinct, then who are the human beings in this world now?"
"It can't be all weird!"
Thinking of the outrageous speculation, Huang Feng couldn't help but laugh to himself, secretly thinking that his imagination was really big enough to come up with such an answer.
"hehe!"
As soon as the laughter started, Huang Feng stopped it abruptly.
He looked forward, and at some point, black figures slowly walked toward him from the corridor in front.
Something weird!
Huang Feng's eyes froze. He had clearly confirmed with his spiritual sense not long ago that there was nothing moving within the range.
But how did these black shadows appear here and at such a slow speed?
It was too late to find answers to the doubts in my heart.
Because those black figures were already less than a hundred meters away from Huangfeng.
With Huang Feng's eyesight and the green firelight, he could see what was coming very clearly.
It was a human figure with no expression on his face, only a face that was numb and turned pale.
Corpse?
Huang Feng looked up and down at the human figure that was slowly walking towards him, and made some assumptions in his mind.
There were a lot of humanoids coming over, but they were very organized.
It’s not that people are crowding in this direction, but they are lining up step by step and walking stiffly.
Although his movements were stiff, Huang Feng's eyes flashed with surprise when he saw their hands.
In their hands, they hold a person.
It was indeed a human being, so it stands to reason that Huang Feng would have noticed it the first time.
But after he saw the human figures clearly, he noticed their hands.
This is extremely abnormal, and Huang Feng is also aware of this.
The person staring intently in their hands was still alive not long ago, and there was still residual heat on the corpse.
He was completely naked, but there was no wound and no trace of blood.
Just like the expression on the figure holding them with one hand!
"one two three……"
Silently counting the number of human figures, Huang Feng's eyes gradually became solemn.
The Eye of Truth has detected information about the human form.
"Weird corpse, fifth level of king level strength."
In Huang Feng's eyes, his strength is not considered top-notch combat power.
But in front of him, there were thirty zombies, each of them with King-level fifth-level strength.
And when it comes to the ability to detect, there are all question marks.
There is not much difference in strength like this, but there are a lot of question marks on key information. This is really the first time for Huang Feng.
Tap tap tap!
The zombies would make a lot of noise even if they didn't take a single step.
As they approached, Huang Feng felt the ground shaking slightly.
Huh!
About fifty meters away from Huangfeng, the corpse suddenly accelerated its speed.
They seemed to have discovered Huang Feng, their numb eyes on their numb faces locked on Huang Feng's body.
Just a glance.
Huang Feng felt his body stiffen, and a strange force had wrapped around his body, making it very difficult for him to move.
Of course, as Huang Feng's spiritual pressure unfolded, the stiffness in his body melted away in an instant, and his body returned to his control.
But Huang Feng was very shocked inside.
"You can freeze your body just by looking at it. This ability can be improved during battle."
Huang Feng can already see the consequences.
The halo of talent under his feet spread out, the spiritual power in Huang Feng's body surged, and the Hyōrin Pill in his hand was completely released.
The power of Daigurian Hyōrinmaru enveloped Huang Feng inside, and the frost on the ground extended forward with Huang Feng as the center.
Under the influence of the frost, the strange movements slowed down.
"Magic gun!"
With another movement of his hand, Huang Feng's divine spear was released in his hand, and the extended blade instantly penetrated the corpse.
In just two breaths of time, thirty corpses were strung together in a row.
"Swastika·Long Shajie!"
Huge icicles almost occupy the entire corridor.
At an extremely fast speed, he crashed towards the corpse.
Boom!
The next second, there was violent vibration in the corridor...