Chapter 5119 Underground ruins, broken arm of stone tablet
"Brother Canopy, shall we go down?"
Looking at the scenery below with some fear, Yang Jian hesitated for a moment.
It's not that he is greedy for life and afraid of death, but the aura in it gives people a very bad feeling, and there is even a vague feeling of repulsion filling his heart, as if he is trying to persuade him not to enter it.
"Must go in!"
Zhu Tianpeng nodded and looked solemn.
He also felt the same as Yang Jian, but now that things had reached this point, there was no possibility of them giving up again.
Almost the entire burial ground has been penetrated. Under such circumstances, the information about Xiao Jin and others cannot be obtained except by entering.
Therefore, in such a situation, even if you know the danger, you still have to go down.
Having made up their minds, the two of them did not hesitate. After placing a barrier around them, they jumped and flew towards the ground.
call out--
call out--
The sound of breaking through the air resounded, and Zhu Tianpeng's figure moved rapidly, and the two figures instantly plunged into the black mist.
As they continued to deepen, the power placed around them was corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The power of the black mist came from darkness and possessed extremely powerful corrosive abilities.
Fortunately, both of them are at the level of Hongmeng Realm. Although such corrosive power is powerful, it cannot harm the root.
Under such circumstances, the two people sank rapidly, and soon they successfully entered the underground space.
Looking at it, this underground area is a huge underground palace, but at this moment the palace is full of holes, and countless buildings have been destroyed.
Countless rubbles were scattered again, leaving traces of swords, guns, swords and halberds, which was obviously a fierce battle that had taken place before.
"Damn, it's too late!"
Seeing this scene, Zhu Tianpeng and Yang Jian's expressions became extremely sad.
Judging from the current situation, the third-level Hongmeng warriors under Li Zha must have entered this place and fought against Xiao Jin and others who were among them.
But judging from the current situation, this matter is definitely not simple. It is unclear who will win and who will lose on the scarred battlefield.
"Brother Canopy, look over there!"
Suddenly, Yang Jian seemed to notice something, pointing to an area in the distance and shouting, with a look of horror on his face.
"Um?"
With a raised brow, Zhu Tianpeng subconsciously looked towards what Yang Jian was counting on.
The next second, his expression also changed.
It can be seen that in the far area there is a huge cross sword stuck on the stone tablet, with blood stains on it. However, because time has passed, the blood has turned black, and the smell of blood in the air has also dissipated.
Almost exhausted.
"There are people injured!"
With his pupils shrinking, Zhu Tianpeng immediately ignored everything else and swung his body quickly towards the area where the stone tablet was.
Seeing this situation, Yang Jian on the side did not hesitate, and immediately followed him.
When the two arrived at the stone monument, they could see that the stone monument had been pierced by a giant cross sword, and a severed arm was nailed there. The clothing pattern on it clearly belonged to Xiao Jin and his group.
"Restore me!"
With a low drink from his mouth, Zhu Tianpeng directly injected a ball of creation energy into his arm.
Along with a strong surge of breath, you can clearly see that the withered arm is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After his arm returned to its original state, Zhu Tianpeng waved his hand and pulled out the giant cross sword and threw it out. He picked up the severed arm and looked at it, frowning at it.
About a quarter of an hour later, Zhu Tianpeng said: "If it's not Xiao Jin, it's not Zhu Zu, it's not Mo Shang, then who does this belong to?"
Although this arm has withered, after being restored by Zhu Tianpeng, the aura exuding from it is not something Zhu Tianpeng knows, at least not what he cares about now.
But no matter who this broken arm belongs to, it can be seen from this incident that the battle between them has completely started, and even Xiao Jin and others may be at a disadvantage, or even...
"Brother Canopy, there are more over there!"
At this time, Yang Jian stared at an area in the distance and said: "There seems to be a broken arm there!"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng suddenly came back to his senses and subconsciously looked towards the area pointed by Yang Jian. He could see that there was a stone tablet in the distant area, and a withered arm was staring at it.
Not only that, as he opened the Emperor's Eye, he could see that there were many stone tablets in this area, all of which were pierced by the giant cross sword and stained with traces of blood.
"Damn it!"
His face turned pale, and Zhu Tianpeng's inner worry suddenly became more intense.
The first broken arm did not belong to Xiaojin and others, so what about the next ones?
If these severed arms come from Xiao Jin and others, wouldn't it mean that they are already in danger?
When he thought of this, Zhu Tianpeng's inner mood suddenly became irritable. After he put away the severed arm, he said, "Brother Yang Jian, you and I will work separately to remove the stumps and severed arms that were nailed to the stone monument."
Collect them all for me!"
"good!"
After agreeing, Yang Jian also knew the worry in Zhu Tianpeng's heart at this moment.
Similarly, he was also very worried that once the defeat of Xiao Jin and others was confirmed, it would be impossible to counter Li Zha's existence with the strength of him and Zhu Tianpeng alone.
Immediately, the two of them did not hesitate, jumped up and flew out to the left and right, quickly heading towards the area where the stone monuments were located.
Bang——
Bang——
A series of shattering sounds resounded, and the stone tablets were shattered. The giant cross sword was thrown to the ground, and the remaining limbs and arms were collected by Zhu Tianpeng and Yang Jian.
After about half an hour, Zhu Tianpeng and Yang Jian successfully collected all the broken limbs within their range.
After the two met on the roof of a ruined palace, Yang Jian directly threw the broken limbs he collected to Zhu Tianpeng and said: "Brother Tianpeng, try to see if there is anything familiar!"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng's face darkened.
There were more than twenty severed limbs and arms in his hands, and the number of severed arms Yang Jian took out exceeded twenty. Doesn't it mean that at least twenty people have died among them?
So among the at least twenty people who died, do you know any of them? Are there any that you are familiar with? Are there any...
"give it to me!"
After agreeing, Zhu Tianpeng immediately got busy.
He then injected masses of the energy of creation into the withered stumps and broken arms. As the arms recovered, the aura belonging to the owner of the arms filled the air.
"This is……"
Suddenly, Zhu Tianpeng's expression changed, he stared at a severed arm and grabbed it in his hand, and said with a horrified expression: "How is it possible, it actually belongs to him, this..." (To be continued)