The luster of the magic lamp sways quietly in the flowing breath of the underground temple, accompanied by the swaying of the magic flames in the lamp.

This underground temple is magnificent and very quiet, as if it has been silent for tens of millions of years. Even if a little sound is made, it seems abrupt.

At this time, there were still fourteen awakened people standing in the hall. They looked solemn, gathered together in groups of three or five, and distanced themselves from each other, as if they were guarding against something.

Among this group of people, there are also people who stand out. They are one person in one position, and they are a separate small group, which makes them feel like they should not enter the newborn.

"Wu Niang, look, these idiots have gathered together. If they are targeted at us, the situation will be quite bad." A man with a golden stone pillar alone, wearing a black robe, a steady figure and handsome face suddenly spoke.

This man had short black hair, erect and a black sky was spinning behind him, like an emperor with a strong look of dignity and a high-ranking smell.

And the woman he called Wu Niang, compared to her, was simply born with jade bones and was so outrageous.

She was wearing a witch suit with white on top and red on the bottom, and a simple bow and arrow carved with countless magic arrays hung behind her. Her long black hair was like a waterfall, and was gently tied by a clean white hairband. Her black eyes were clear and deep, full of spiritual energy.

In addition, she also has a white and soft melon-shaped face that makes all women feel jealous, delicate and beautiful facial features. It embellishes this flawless jade face, showing a classical, holy and inviolable temperament. Especially when the faint cherry lips are smiling, it is like an ancient fairy who is not as good as the world, gentle and light, close and separate.

At this time, Wu Niang, whose water eyes were like black jade, could not see any emotional fluctuations without looking carefully; but if she looked carefully, she would find that those soul-catching eyes clearly contained countless complex emotions that were unknown.

Unfortunately, in such a narrow environment, no one dared to look closely at Wu Niang's eyes. Because her temperament, which is like a banished immortal in the Nine Heavens, is enough to make anyone feel ashamed of himself, as if as long as he has any evil thoughts, it is a great sin.

However, no matter what, women are always women. For men, the love of beauty is always something that everyone has.

"Just! Shi Feiyun, do you think the little Wu Niang doesn't know the little bit in your heart? I advise you to give up as soon as possible. A beautiful woman like Wu Niang is not something you can get involved in." Another man leaning against the stone pillar was also very heroic and got involved in the fun. However, his intentions were more restrained and he seemed to have a more gentle temperament.

But Wu Niang ignored these two people at all. She just looked at the entrance of the underground temple silently, as if she was waiting for something.

"Go!" The man who was just interested just now saw Wu Niang's cold reaction. His gentle face suddenly changed slightly, and he turned his face to the side and showed a vicious and tyrannical look when others could not see it.

"A few minutes left, according to the corrosion speed of the magic ball, the seal of the underground temple will be completely opened in a few minutes, and we will enter the place where the saints buried their bones... Now there is still time for someone to withdraw." The last man, who was one by one, was different from the first two, had a cold face, as if he was born with a temperament that would keep people from thousands of miles away. He did not place his eyes greedily on Wu Niang, but glanced at the entire hall lightly, as if he was the leader who had to obey, giving orders.

"Wait, and I." The closed door was opened again, and a man with red hair and a purple top slowly walked into the hall.

The man's aura was very strange. He had just entered the Fiery Sun stairs, but he had a temperament that made people tremble. There was a long sword with only a small arc hanging around his waist, and a crossed sword mark on his face. He walked on the gray stone slab of the hall, like a magic sword that had been unsheathed, stinging people's eyes and hearts.

"Haha, I thought someone was here? It turned out to be you! A sword madman!" A burly man suddenly walked out of the crowd. He held a heavy vortex thunder hammer in both hands, and his face was filled with endless cruelty and ferocity.

"I didn't expect that I would enter the Fiery Sun level first and reach the middle stage!" The burly man stroked his blind right eye, and the terrifying sword mark on his face that had been cut from the center of his eyebrows to his jaw was shocking.

"Mr. Zhongli, congratulations." The new man bowed to the burly man for some etiquette and expressed his congratulations.

Unexpectedly, the burly man opposite, when he heard the man with swordsman's words, he was immediately angry and pushed up and waved the huge thunder hammer in his hand, and smashed the man who seemed to be "very reasonable".

"Fei Jianxin! I'll go! I don't want your congratulations, I will take your life and give my eyes back!"

However, the burly man jumped up, with the mighty like a mountain pressing down on the top of the mountain, and before he could land; the man with the sword suddenly disappeared on the spot, with his red hair like a madman floating, like a heroic spirit passing by. He drew out the long sword at his waist when he passed by the man.

A silver sword light suddenly shone in the silent underground temple. The dazzling light was like a dragon flashing by the clouds, carrying scarlet blood, and sprinkled with the gray-white floor like ink dots.

Boom! The vortex thunder hammer, which was infinitely close to the secondary artifact, was released from the big man's hand. It fell on the gray-white floor, causing a terrifying white lightning to dance, and cracked a circular pit with a diameter of more than one meter.

"Why?" The big man was shot down from mid-air and knelt on the ground. His chest was torn a huge hole by the sword light that had just flashed past.

He really couldn't believe that he was already an awakened person in the middle stage of the Lieyang, so why was he killed by Fei Jianxin with a sword in front of him like he was like the first time he was about to rape the little girl.

"Hiss!" Those awakened people who watched the show were shocked by this sudden sword.

It turns out that it is not the Raptor but the Jiang. Because Fei Jianxin is a bad person, there are many hidden enemies in Jinling City. Originally, those people saw Zhongli stepping out to seek revenge first, and were still a little ready to come up and help the boxing. But when they saw this situation like a massacre, those people immediately wisely chose silence, extinguishing the unrealistic idea of ​​wanting to take the lead and put down the insult.

After all, those unpleasant things used to be almost all insignificant "little things". For these top awakened people, they seem not to have to live to the death.

Haha, it's really shameless logic.

"I'm sorry, I still have a lot of things to do, so I can't give you this life for the time being." Fei Jianxin calmly said such pretentious words that made people vomit blood, and then slowly took back the sword. The cross sword marks on half of the face were not affected at all.

"Then why didn't you kill me? You killed me!" Zhongli's wound was bleeding out, and he asked with a ferocious look on his face. He was not afraid that Fei Jianxin would kill him directly with a backhand, because the real strong man did not need sympathy at all! Only the weak man needed sympathy!

"Mr. Zhongli. You don't understand. In fact, life is a very precious thing. Once it is lost, it will never be chased back." Fei Jianxin put his left hand on the hilt of the sword around his waist, and touched the cross sword marks on his cheek with his right hand. His tone was still calm, and his mood was as calm as the ancient well was not waxing.

"I will die at your hands one day!" Zhongli's one-eyed eyes were filled with hatred, and he still wanted to take revenge.

"The deceased is gone, I will bury you with my own hands, and I will not let anyone disturb your rest." Fei Jianxin's faint tone made the awakened people present feel heartbroken.

A madman is indeed a madman, how can he use ordinary principles to guess?

"Thank you so much." Zhongli smiled bitterly, stroked the wound with one hand, held the thunder hammer with the other hand, and walked slowly outside the temple gate with his lonely figure.

In just a brief moment of battle, his magic power was imprisoned by the terrifying demon-sealing power on the blade of Fei Jianxin. In a short period of time, he completely lost the ability to explore the saint's bone burial land.

Not every awakened person is like Fei Jianxin, possessing various virtues that are almost morbid. Sometimes humans are often more terrifying than demons. As long as there is a benefit, they can attack the humans around them without any scruples, just like they used to be themselves.

Walking out of the gate of the temple, Zhongli raised his eyes and looked at the gloomy corridor in front of him that seemed to have no end. Something that had been persistent in his heart suddenly broke, and the one-eyed eye that was blinded by hatred suddenly became clear.

"What a ridiculous gentleman. I'm waiting for the day when you are killed by yourself to see who will collect the body for whom."
Chapter completed!