Chapter eight hundred and fifty first ice and snow robbery
Turning around slowly, Zhuo Wen saw the five leaders in the stone hall, staring at him with unkind eyes, and couldn't help but laugh: "Sorry! I took the wrong path, I thought this corridor was the way out!
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With that said, Zhuo Wen returned to the stone hall, and the eyes of the five leaders headed by the sturdy man became much softer after hearing this.
When Zhuo Wen passed by the five people, a blood gun suddenly appeared in his palm, and then five streaks of blood pierced the air. Then the five leaders stood frozen in place, motionless.
The five of them covered their necks, their eyes narrowed, and they turned their heads with difficulty to stare at Zhuo Wen, who was holding a blood gun, and murmured: "Leader Huifeng! Why...why?"
Zhuo Wen lowered his brows and said calmly: "Because the real Huifeng is dead!"
"Then who are you?" The strong man asked with difficulty, his breath weak.
"Weren't you still discussing me just now?" Zhuo Wen slowly walked to the strong man and patted his shoulder gently.
The burly man's pupils shrank, his right hand pointed at Zhuo Wen, and said intermittently: "You...are you Zhuo Wen?"
"Congratulations! You got the answer right, but there is no reward!"
Zhuo Wen nodded, then stamped his foot, and a burst of sun fire instantly enveloped the five people, and in the blink of an eye, the five people were burned to ashes.
The five leaders were killed quietly. The prisoners who were imprisoned in the pits around the stone hall all showed hope in their eyes. They knew that this person was definitely not a dungeon guard, but was probably a strongman who came to force his way into the dungeon.
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"Brother! You have killed five leaders. If you are here to break into the dungeon, please let us people out!" In the nearest pothole, a slovenly man with sinister eyebrows and squinty eyes appeared.
Staring brightly at Zhuo Wendao.
As soon as this man spoke, the other prisoners in the pit all stared at Zhuo Wen with hopeful eyes. They had been locked in the dungeon for too long, and now they wished they could escape immediately.
Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "You are too weak. You are just cannon fodder when you come out now, and it is easy to scare others. I will let you out after I come out from the depths of the dungeon."
With that said, Zhuo Wen no longer paid attention to the prisoners in the surrounding potholes, but planned to go to the corridor ahead. However, just when he was about to step into the corridor, a sharp voice sounded.
"You must let us out, otherwise, I will shout loudly to attract the attention of other guards. I will see how you can go deep into the dungeon!"
Turning his head to look, Zhuo Wen suddenly realized that the person who said this was none other than the man with the sinister eyebrows just now.
Seeing that Zhuo Wen really stopped, the man with sinister eyebrows showed a hint of pride in his eyes, and continued: "If you want to continue deeper into the dungeon and don't want to scare the snake, it's best to listen to my words and let us out before talking."
"It seems that you really want to die, and you dare to threaten me!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and a streak of blood shot out. The man with sinister eyebrows and rat-like eyes exploded into a ball of blood mist without even making a sound.
"You all have the same thoughts as this person. Do you want me to let you out now?"
As soon as the man with the sly eyebrows died, Zhuo Wen stood proudly, looked around at the other prisoners in the pit, and asked word by word.
At this moment, these prisoners were too frightened to speak out. Instead, they hid deep in the pit and stared at Zhuo Wen with great fear.
It's too cruel. The man in front of them is too cruel. They don't want to die!
Looking at the prisoners who became quiet one by one, Zhuo Wen ignored them and stepped into the corridor with the sole of his foot, and soon disappeared.
Not long after entering the corridor, Xiao Hei's voice suddenly rang out from his mind.
"This dungeon actually contains an extremely pure dragon energy!"
Zhuo Wen paused slightly, standing on the corridor, his eyes showed surprise and said: "Dragon Qi? How could there be dragon Qi in this imperial city dungeon?"
"I don't know either. I can only vaguely feel the dragon aura. It should be in the deepest part of the dungeon! This dragon aura is much weaker than a real dragon. I think it should be a dragon soul warrior."
Hei was a little unsure.
"Dragon Soul Warrior?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a hint of thought, and he had some conjectures in his heart. He nodded and said: "Let's go to the bottom of the dungeon first. What is hidden at the bottom of the dungeon? When we reach the bottom, we will naturally know it clearly."
With that said, Zhuo Wen continued to go deeper along the corridor, and he became more alert and careful. He knew that as he went deeper into the dungeon, the guards he encountered would definitely become more and more powerful and terrifying.
Fortunately, Zhuo Wen possesses the Divine Magic of Variety, which can not only change his appearance and breath, but also has a certain breath-condensing effect, so he still has a certain degree of confidence in breaking into the depths of the dungeon.
"At the corner in front is the entrance to the second floor. There are two guards at the entrance! And there are also five or six warriors who are not weak in the second floor." Xiao Hei said calmly.
With his eyes flickering, Zhuo Wen nodded and slowly walked out of the corner. Sure enough, he saw an iron fence in front of him. At the door of the iron fence were two warriors wearing armor.
The aura of these two warriors is not weak, and they should have the cultivation level of Emperor Ji Realm. At this moment, the two of them also noticed Zhuo Wen who came in. They immediately pointed their spears at Zhuo Wen and said: "Which team are you the leader of? You are not qualified to enter."
It’s on the second floor!”
Zhuo Wen quickly showed a flattering smile, took out two high-grade spiritual stones from the spiritual ring, and said: "Two brothers! This is a little thought of mine! This is Huifeng. A friend of mine made a big mistake and was detained in
In this dungeon, because I miss him so much, I want to come down and visit him."
Looking at the high-grade spirit stone that Zhuo Wen pushed over, the two guards raised their mouths, and the vigilance on their faces gradually faded, and said: "It turns out to be the leader of Huifeng! I didn't expect that your friend would be detained in this dungeon.
I know that once you are imprisoned in a dungeon, it is impossible to get out."
"But since we are friends of Leader Huifeng, we are not unreasonable people. If you are interested, we will let you in, Leader Huifeng."
The two guards took the high-grade spiritual stone into their arms very politely, stared at Zhuo Wen, and spread their right hands. The meaning was extremely obvious. One high-grade spiritual stone was simply not enough.
Zhuo Wen deliberately showed shock and pain, and reluctantly took out two high-grade spiritual stones from the spiritual ring, handed them to the guards and said: "Two brothers, you also know that the reward of our patrol commander is not high.
These are the last two high-grade spiritual stones."
Seeing Zhuo Wen's expression of pain, the two guards nodded, accepted the spirit stones, and then opened the iron fence. One of them said: "I'll take you to the cell! But I want to warn you, don't move.
No bad thoughts, this is the Imperial City dungeon, if you have any bad thoughts, you will definitely have no way in or out."
"Yes, yes! Of course, I don't think my life is long enough yet." Zhuo Wen laughed quickly.
One of the guards nodded, said hello to the other guard, and led Zhuo Wen towards the second floor of the dungeon.
The structure of the second floor is very different from the first floor. Because it is on the underground floor, the buildings inside are much simpler than those on the first floor.
"Leader Huifeng, don't you know your friend is in the cage on the second floor?"
Walking in front, the guard's attitude was much better than before. After all, he took other people's spiritual stones and got a lot of benefits. Naturally, the guard would not show off to others.
"My friend should be in the dungeon on the seventeenth floor!" Zhuo Wen said suddenly.
"What? On the seventeenth floor?"
The guard who originally had a smile on his face froze in place after hearing this, and then slowly turned his head, and immediately saw Zhuo Wen with a strange smile.
Whoosh!
A bloody light passed by, and the guard clutched his neck and stared at Zhuo Wen, completely lifeless. He would not know until his death why leader Huifeng wanted to kill him.
After burning the guard's body to ashes, Zhuo Wen transformed into the guard's appearance again, walked out of the second level of the dungeon majestically, and headed towards the third level of the dungeon...
Zhuo Wen's speed was neither fast nor slow. He used the ever-changing magic technique along the way, and Zhuo Wen's appearance changed more than ten times, and he gradually went deep into the dungeon quietly.
He knew very well that in the upper floors of the dungeon, someone would soon notice that something was wrong. If time was delayed because of this, it would be even more difficult for Zhuowen to move.
While Zhuo Wen continued to go deep into the dungeon, there was deathly silence in the seventeenth floor of the dungeon.
The space of the dungeon on the seventeenth floor is not large, only about 500 square meters, but this space is actually filled with a bone-chilling cold air.
Wisps of cold air, like clouds and mist, spread in the space, and the surface of this space is covered with extremely deep ice. This is basically a world of ice and snow, and this cold air is even worse than the ordinary earth-level cold air.
fear.
At the same time, within this ice and snow space, there are a total of four cages made of solid ice, and these four cages are suspended in mid-air.
Within these four suspended cages, four figures were sitting cross-legged. If Zhuo Wen were in this ice and snow space, he would definitely be able to recognize a sloppy figure in one of the cages.
And this slovenly figure is none other than Lu Hantian, whose cultivation was sealed by Qing Emperor and imprisoned in the dungeon.
At this moment, Lu Hantian slowly opened his eyes, with a glimmer of light in his eyes. Turning his head, Lu Hantian stared at the bottom of the ice and snow space. In the center of the ice and snow space, there was an extremely deep abyss.
"Senior! Thank you for your teachings these days! If I, Lu Hantian, can break through the realm, I will definitely rescue you, and together we will turn this imperial city upside down."
As if mumbling to himself, Lu Hantian closed his eyes again after saying such an inexplicable word.
And at the bottom of the abyss in the center of the ice and snow space, a pair of dark pupils glowed faintly, looking up at the abyss...