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Chapter 79

Rumble~!

The sculpture that went straight into the sky was like mud. It broke into countless pieces in an instant and fell to the ground at an unparalleled speed. This scene is very similar to the legendary forbidden magic meteorite falling from the sky, except that its

The power is even more astonishing, and the Forbidden Magic Meteor falling from the sky is less than one-tenth of its size. The countless stones have different shapes, but they all have sharp edges and corners. The sharp end can be easily inserted into the ground, as if the ground is made of paper.

Within a radius of three hundred meters, countless rubbles flew up from the ground, and bursts of smoke obscured the sight of Zhang Fan and the others.

"咻~", "咻~", "咻~"...

The stones fell one after another, like heavy rain. Rain only nourishes all things, but these stones destroy all things.

Although Zhang Fan had retreated far away, he was still shocked by this scene, and his heart couldn't help but tremble. He had been here in his previous life, but the Vulcan sculpture had already collapsed at that time, and he had no chance to witness the collapse of the Vulcan sculpture.

The sight, whether it was him, Bai Peng, or Zhao Bobo, all felt indescribably shocked.

It took about a minute for all the stones formed by the broken Vulcan sculpture to fall to the ground. At this time, the ground within a few hundred meters was completely changed. Most of the bluestone floors were smashed to pieces, and the best preserved ones were.

There are cracks all over, either bulges or depressions, and there is no smooth place to be found.

The three of them looked at each other, all shocked.

He slapped his palms in front of him a few times to blow away the dust and smoke. "Ahem..." Zhang Fan coughed a few times and then said: "Let's go."

The ground was already in a terrible state of decay, and it took Zhang Fan and the others a lot of effort to get over.

Returning to the place where the Vulcan sculpture originally stood, a cave entrance with an area of ​​about twenty square meters appeared in their sight. The stone stairs at the entrance of the cave extended down to the ground at a 45-degree angle. From the outside, the ground was pitch black.

It was so dark that nothing could be seen.

"Remember what I just said to you. If you encounter any monster, just stand still. Even if they attack you, you can't move a finger." Zhang Fan warned.

He repeatedly warned Bai Peng and Zhao Bobo that they would naturally realize the importance of the matter.

Then, the three of them slowly stepped onto the stone stairs and walked step by step towards the dark underground.

"Shared lighting effects." Zhang Fan muttered silently in his mind.

Immediately, the effect of the Purple Night Pearl came out. In the dark underground, Bai Peng and Zhao Bobo's sights were originally dark, but in an instant, they could see everything underground clearly. Everyone on both sides of the stone stairs could see clearly.

There is a monster sculpture with a ferocious face every one meter. The sculpture is not large, about half a meter square, and is fiery red. The deeper they go into the cave, the stone stairs gradually become dyed fiery red. In the end, almost everything in their sight

It's a flaming world.

They finally turned their attention to Zhang Fan, revealing a trace of confusion. Bai Peng said: "How come I can see clearly all of a sudden?"

Zhang Fan said: "None of this is important. We have to speed up now and reach the underground palace as soon as possible."

He looked up and looked behind him and said: "They are following closely, and the stone monsters may not be able to stop them for long."

So the three of them sped up, and it took them about ten minutes to arrive at the underground palace that Zhang Fan had mentioned.

Zhao Bobo was shocked and said: "It's so big!"

It is indeed very big. The underground palace almost hollows out the bottom of the entire ancient desert town. At a glance, with normal eyesight, you can only see the blurry edges of the palace, which are dots of light blue and fiery red light.

When they arrived at the stone wall, they could see it clearly even without Zhang Fan's purple night pearl, because there were so many fiery red light spots floating in the air or dotted on the building that they could not be counted.

The whole palace was illuminated brightly.

Zhang Fan reminded: "Don't be careless."

"Don't worry." Zhao Bobo nodded, he still knew this point.

As soon as he finished speaking, a harsh voice came from a distance. This voice was so penetrating that it seemed to be able to penetrate people's eardrums: "Wow!"

At this time, a pair of orangutan eyes appeared in their sight, and slowly walked out from a slightly dim place. The owner of these eyes opened its bloody mouth, and the same harsh sound as before came out of its mouth again: "Whoa!"

!”

Immediately dozens of harsh sounds followed.

"Wow!", "Wow!", "Wow!"...

In front of Zhang Fan and the others, to the left and right, about thirty or so large, dark-red-skinned crawling monsters crawled out from dimly lit areas and stared at the three of them. These monsters were about the same size as the green-maned lions.

It's a bit similar, but slightly smaller than the blue water-maned lion, and there is a row of gill hairs on the edge of their ears, a bit like the beard of a sea lion, but more densely packed.

"Wow——"

They surrounded Zhang Fan and the three of them, motionless, making sharp and piercing calls, and the gill hairs in their ears were shaking at high speed.

Zhao Bobo's feet were so frightened that his voice trembled: "This... what kind of monster is this?"

"Roar~!" However, as soon as he finished speaking, a group of monsters suddenly let out a majestic roar, no longer the sharp scream, and rushed over in an instant. Dozens of monsters with a height of two and a half meters and a length of five meters.

They all jumped over, and the ground shook unsatisfactorily, as if they were frightened.

And Zhao Bobo was so frightened that he wanted to run away. He had never thought about such a scene, let alone experienced it personally.

However, the moment he was about to lift his legs and turn around to escape, he suddenly remembered Zhang Fan's repeated instructions: never move when encountering any monsters, even if they attack him.

His attempt to escape was immediately strangled in the cradle.

"Xiaofan, brother, go first and see you in the next life!" Zhao Bobo never admitted that he was timid, but the fact would not change just because he refused to admit it.

Of course, even some brave people may not be able to remain calm after witnessing this scene.

Bai Peng resisted the urge to take action, gritted his teeth tightly, and stared at the nameless monster in front of him. He didn't know why Zhang Fan warned them several times, but he knew that Zhang Fan would definitely not harm them, so Zhang Fan asked them not to

There must be some deep meaning in moving. Since Zhang Fan said so, he must be fully confident.

"Roar-" The monster's roar sounded in their ears again.

Close!

Three meters...two meters...one meter.

"Bang!"

They couldn't help but close their eyes. This was a human instinctive action when encountering danger, and it had nothing to do with courage and determination.

They dared to stand still and still be attacked by dozens of huge monsters, which proved their courage! Of course, Zhao Bobo's courage was forced out by Zhang Fan. After all, if he moved, it would mean he did not trust Zhang Fan.

Although Zhang Fan wouldn't say anything, he himself wouldn't forgive himself.

The pain I imagined did not appear, and I didn't even feel it at all.

The two of them opened their eyes. At some point, dozens of huge monsters had disappeared without a trace. They couldn't help but look at Zhang Fan with confusion in their eyes, meaning: "What happened? Where were those monsters just now?"

Zhang Fan was very satisfied with their performance and explained: "Actually, these monsters are illusions between truth and reality. If you think they are real, they will turn into nothingness in the end. If you think they are fake, they will

It can kill you easily. I didn't tell you in advance because this thing is too mysterious and difficult to explain. If you haven't experienced it personally, you can't understand the reason. And once I tell you, it will be difficult for you to understand them.

Treat it as a real monster, and I'm afraid you will only be attacked in real terms when the time comes."

After Zhang Fan said this, Zhao Bobo and Bai Peng seemed to understand, but they did not dwell on this point and said: "If we encounter a monster next, should we not move?"

Zhang Fan stared at the two of them for a few seconds and then said something: "If you want to die, just stand still and don't move."

After a while.

The three of them walked through this huge square and passed through a corridor that was more than 500 meters long. Zhao Bobo was trembling with fear along the way, but at last he did not encounter any danger during the process, which was a waste of expression.

Just as he reached the end of the corridor, Zhang Fan stopped and said, "Be careful. Next, we will have a tough battle. The strength of the monster should be similar to that of the elite living dead in the demon army. Even if it is stronger than the elite living dead, it will still be weak."

It won't be too strong, but there are exactly five hundred of them. Only by killing them all can we move forward."

Zhao Bobo grimaced: "Are you going to be so cruel? Can't you just let us walk to the destination safely and get the treasure easily?"

"With so many dangers along the way, what's the use of our treasure map?" he complained.

Zhang Fan glared at him angrily: "Do you think the Vulcan treasure can be obtained so easily?"

"What, Vulcan treasure?" Bai Peng and Zhao Bobo were shocked.

Nodding, Zhang Fan confessed: "Now, I won't hide it from you two. In fact, the ancient desert town is the Vulcan Cemetery, and the treasures in the ancient desert town are the Vulcan treasures." He babbled towards the palace in the distance that seemed to be burning with flames.

, "Did you see that, that is the burial place of the God of Fire. The function of the treasure map is not to avoid danger, but to open the key to that palace."

The two of them stared blankly at the huge palace, somewhat absentmindedly.

Zhang Fan said: "Let's go. After killing this wave of monsters and going through another test, we can reach the palace."

Zhao Bobo was about to drool from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were shining: "Yeah! I didn't expect that this is the Vulcan Cemetery. We have experienced all these dangers in vain."

"Add blue and prepare to fight." Zhang Fan said solemnly: "The last level is very time-consuming. We must save as much time as possible in the previous levels, otherwise we are likely to be overtaken by others."

Although he did not follow the World Channel, he could guess that the ancient desert town had become the focus of players and forces in China.

PS: I’ve been feeling a little powerless these days. I’m very dissatisfied with what I write, and I still can’t find the reason. However, after reading a reminder from a book friend on Qidian.com, I discovered that the reason is actually very simple.

The things that should be written in detail are passed over, and the things that should not be written in detail are piled up with a lot of words, so there is no feeling at all. This situation is commonly known as watering down, and the number of words is made up! But I really don’t want to water him down.

, I just fell into this weird rhythm unknowingly. I would like to apologize to everyone here. Now that the reason has been found, I have also made clear the direction of my next writing and will avoid this situation from happening. Finally, thank you 'Shuangshang'

ˉYingfei Yeyu's reminder.

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