"Father never told me that there is a cave of ten thousand ghosts under the imperial mausoleum." Nangong Yun frowned and looked up at the deep darkness above, with no end in sight. The front, back, left, and right were the same black, boundless.
"Let's find a way to get out first." Long Qingyue supported him, and the Nine Netherworld Fire formed a circle of fire, surrounding the two of them. Fire Yu opened the way in front, spitting out flames, scaring the ghosts and ghosts into screaming.
After walking forward for a while, there were fewer and fewer ghosts surrounding them, until finally only Long Qingyue and Nangong Yun, plus Huo Yu, were left.
There was a faint sound of water waves in front of me, with a hint of cold air blowing along with the cool breeze.
When the flames shone, I discovered that there was actually a pool in front of me.
There was silence between the whole world, only the sound of each other's breathing, and a suppressed breath permeated the entire space. It was invisible and formless, but it made people feel trembling, as if there was an ancient demon coiled in the darkness.
There was a slight sound of footsteps coming from behind, like the sound of stepping on the sand. Long Qingyue turned around and saw a slender red figure slowly walking out of the darkness, with an evil and handsome face like a poppy blooming in a dark prison.
, full of deadly temptations and toxins.
"The third prince is really lucky. He can still be so healthy despite having a broken arm. I'm really surprised." Shen Ce said with a leisurely smile.
When Nangong Yun saw Shen Ce, his eyes turned red. He turned to look at his empty right arm and gritted his teeth, "Shen Ce! I'm going to kill you!"
As he spoke, he rushed forward. With a seemingly casual wave of Shen Ce's sleeve, Nangong Yun's body immediately flew out and fell at Long Qingyue's feet. Normally Nangong Yun was not Shen Ce's opponent, let alone
He was seriously injured and broke his arm.
"For the sake of opening your eyes for me, I will spare your life." Shen Ce smiled evilly and seemed to be in a very good mood.
Without saying a word, Long Qingyue directly summoned the Nine Nether Fire and squeezed it with his fingers. The white ghost flame transformed into a white flying dragon in his hand, hovering in the air and roaring continuously.
The white fire dragon roared angrily and bit at Shen Ce.
Shen Ce flicked the hem of his elastic coat with his slender fingers, not panicking, but there was a flash of surprise in his narrow eyes, which disappeared in an instant. He raised his wrist, the crescent sword flashed, and he rushed towards the white fire dragon.
A knife and a dragon collided in mid-air, the fire dragon dissipated, white flames flew everywhere, and the crescent moon knife flew back to Shen Ce's hand.
For the first time, the two launched a real showdown of strength, breaking out and colliding without reservation.
Explosions continued to sound in the darkness, white flames and red spiritual power, the cold sword light or the sword light collided with countless bright fires, and the gorgeous light and shadow shone in all directions, illuminating the entire darkness as bright as day.
"Ouch!" Just as the two were fighting inseparably, a shocking roar suddenly sounded from the pool, as if it was an ancient beast that was dissatisfied with being disturbed and slowly awakened from its dark slumber.
Long Qingyue and Shen Ce stopped at the same time, turned around and saw a pair of big red lanterns slowly emerging in the darkness, looking cold and strange.
Then a huge head jumped up from the pool and hung in front of the three people, like a hill.
When Long Qingyue and the others saw what the big red lantern in front of them was, they couldn't help but gasped. It was not a big red lantern at all, but a pair of red eyes full of dissatisfaction and anger!
