"Okay, everyone, are you done? We are still in a hurry!" Cao Qianhe held his right elbow with his left hand and stroked the long hair on his forehead with his right index finger, looking cool.
"Damn, if you wait a little longer, you'll die!" Jack rubbed his body, which was a little painful from being torn apart by the wild boar just now, and glanced impatiently at Chizuru Kusanagi.
Cao Qianhe shrugged, "That's up to you. As an ally, I want to remind you that the blood here is so thick. I believe many beasts will come after smelling it. When the time comes... haha!"
"Let's go! Everyone, please stop being so sad. Ain is dead and we still have a mission!" Adam said in a deep voice, taking the lead and moving towards Cao Qianhe and others.
"Damn mission!" Mike spat and followed.
"Where the hell is this place?" The strong spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed towards his face. As soon as Chen Jinyuan came out of the cave, he saw such an underground world and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Chen Jinyuan chased and killed various people along the way. He didn't know how many people he killed. Anyway, he killed everyone he saw. Everyone in the imperial mausoleum should die. The Qingfeng long sword in his hand was faintly red because he drank so much blood.
However, there was not a drop of blood on Chen Jinyuan's body. In order to clear the way for Xia Yutian and others, he had to dismantle the mechanisms on the road. It was precisely because of this that Chen Jinyuan's speed slowed down, so that he could not catch up with the person he wanted to kill most.
Japanese people.
Looking up, I saw the high platform in the distance that was half-hidden in the clouds and mist. I knew without even thinking about it that it must be the destination of my trip, because in this world, apart from the forest at my feet, there was only such a building.
things.
Chen Jinyuan curled his lips, and was about to use his unique lightness skills to fly towards the high platform, but he unconsciously discovered that in the forest below, a group of people were fighting with a group of rats as big as calves.
With a strange smile on Chen Jinyuan's face, he used Qinggong and flew towards the group of besieged people like an immortal in the sky.
After Chen Jinyuan broke through again, his spiritual consciousness could reach a radius of two thousand meters. In his spiritual consciousness, the group fighting hundreds of rats was a group of Korean stickmen, about forty people in number, and there were two more lying on the ground.
More than a dozen corpses.
"Captain, what should we do? There are so many rats, we can't handle them!" A team member yelled, and then a rat grabbed his chest and immediately disemboweled him.
The captain's name is Jin Ershun. He practices Taekwondo, a Korean physical art. He is also very strong. Every kick he kicks has a force of at least five thousand kilograms. He kicks away any rat that comes close to him. But these
Rats have very strong vitality and defense. Jin Ershun kicked them so hard that his legs almost broke, but he didn't kill many of them.
Speaking of which, we can only blame Jin Ershun and the others for their misery. They are already considered to be the last few people to enter this world. As soon as they got here, they encountered a huge wild boar carcass lying on the ground. A group of huge rats were
Eating, this frightened Jin Ershun half to death, and he wanted to sneak away quietly with the people. Unexpectedly, these things were rats. Rats in the jungle have a sensitive sense of smell. Once they smell the smell of strangers, it's okay.
, immediately dropped the food in his mouth and rushed towards Jin Dashun and others. So Jin Ershun and other sticks had to fight sadly.
Just when Jin Ershun and others were at a loss, Chen Jinyuan instantly dodged into the group of rats. The Qingfeng sword in his hand was like chopping melons and vegetables. He stabbed a sword here, inserted a sword somewhere, and the crazy big rat's head fell off.
One place.
"Tsk!" A sword without any fancy thrust into the body of a big rat. Chen Jinyuan suddenly felt something cold flow into his body through the blade of Qingfeng Sword.
Chen Jinyuan was horrified and quickly pulled out the sword. The mouse immediately fell to the ground. Chen Jinyuan's spiritual consciousness explored his body, but found no trace of the thing flowing into his body. But he clearly felt it.
The feeling is unmistakable, this thing is not like internal force, not like aura, and it is not like the power of will, but it gives me a feeling of refreshing and comfortable all over.
Chen Jinyuan was puzzled in his heart. He swung his long sword and inserted it into the body of another big mouse again. This time, there was no feeling. Chen Jinyuan was even more confused. While killing monsters, he pondered. Could it be that he had accidentally transported the North Rat just now?
The reason for the underworld magic?
Chen Jinyuan frowned, deliberately used the Beiming Magic Skill, and swung his long sword to stab the big rats around him. Now he finally experienced the refreshing feeling of cool things flowing into his body through the sword blade. Chen Jinyuan was surprised.
When this thing flows into the body, I only feel an incomparable coolness all over my body, but my internal energy and will power do not increase even half.
What on earth is this? Chen Jinyuan is a little confused. Not only does this thing make him feel extremely comfortable, but he has not slept in the two days since entering the imperial mausoleum. The fatigue in his body has been wiped away.
His strength was constantly recovering, so he thought it wasn't a bad thing. Chen Jinyuan simply killed the mouse while using the Qingfeng Sword to perform the Beiming Divine Art.
One by one, the big rats died under Chen Jinyuan's sword, and streams of coldness flowed into Chen Jinyuan's body. Chen Jinyuan's expression was as if he was taking drugs, and he was addicted to killing. It didn't take long for hundreds of big rats to die cleanly. Only then did Chen Jinyuan
He stopped with his thoughts still unfinished.
"Thank you brother for saving me. My name is Jin Ershun. Your kung fu is so good. You must be from our country of Goryeo, right?" After Jin Ershun spent the rest of his life, seeing Chen Jinyuan, a man with such great strength, he couldn't help but look up with a shy face.
Friendship.
Kim Er-soon? I wonder what his relationship is with Kim Sam-soon?
Chen Jinyuan smiled evilly, "Haha, your Bangzi country is really invincible. All good things are yours! Sir, I am a pure Chinese, and I didn't save you just now..." He mentioned the Qingfeng Sword and left his left hand.
He stroked the sword with two fingers, "I want to kill you with my own hands!"
"Ah!?" Jin Ershun saw the murderous glint in Chen Jinyuan's eyes and turned around and ran away without any hesitation.
Chen Jinyuan reached out with his left hand and used Beiming's magical power. Jin Ershun was sucked into the sky with a whoosh sound. The Qingfeng sword stabbed into Jin Ershun's chest with a piercing sound. Another cold current flowed from Jin Ershun's body.
came out and flowed into his body along the blade of the sword. As the cold current flowed out, Jin Ershun's skin quickly wrinkled, and his black hair turned into white hair in a short period of time. His whole body seemed to have changed from
A man in his prime suddenly turned into a grey-haired old man.
"How could this happen?" Seeing this strange scene, Chen Jinyuan felt a hairy feeling in his heart. Then he thought about it, could it be that the cold thing was the legendary life force? Can the Beiming Divine Art actually absorb the life force?