Suppressing the shock in his heart, Wu Santong quickly refined the energy of the soul-condensing incense.
About half an hour later, the black gold puppet shook.
Fang Chen suddenly felt a powerful spiritual power coming from the black gold puppet.
Is this a sign that the remnant soul is growing stronger?
Fang Chen felt something in his heart and was a little wary at the same time.
The relationship between him and Wu Santong is quite subtle.
Although the other party promised to cooperate with him.
But the two sides are on guard against each other and do not have much trust.
Now that Wu Santong’s remnant soul has grown stronger, his strength must have improved.
Coupled with the special characteristics of the black gold puppet itself, it is impossible to say that it has the strength to rival the strong men in the cave heaven realm.
Do you want to strengthen the last soul mark in the puppet's body?
"Boy, put away those unrealistic ideas of yours."
Wu Santong seemed to have seen through Fang Chen's thoughts, and said calmly: "I have always kept my promises, and I hate the most duplicitous people. If you want to play tricks with me, I promise to make you alive. It's better to die."
"Senior, what can you say?"
Fang Chen quickly said: "With the protection of a strong man like senior, it is too late for me to be happy."
"Stop wearing such a high hat on me."
Wu Santong said angrily: "We are just a cooperative relationship. Don't even think about me protecting you."
Fang Chen smiled awkwardly and said nothing.
"Okay, now that the inheritance has been obtained, it's time to..."
Before Wu Santong could finish speaking, the entire underground palace suddenly shook.
"Huh?"
The black gold puppet turned to look out the door, and Wu Santong said solemnly: "I didn't expect that the old thief Kuishan still had a back-up plan."
"Senior, what do you mean?"
Fang Chen was somewhat nervous.
"Someone has obtained the inheritance of the old thief from Kuishan."
Wu Santong said: "We have to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise we will be in danger when the other party takes control of the underground palace and controls the magic circles here."
Although many years have passed, many of the magic circles in the underground palace have become ineffective, but he is not what he used to be.
Even if only part of the mechanism circle is left, it is enough for them to drink a pot.
Hearing this, Fang Chen’s expression changed and he ran outside without hesitation.
"Boom!"
As soon as he ran out of the secret room, Fang Chen discovered that the masonry in the passage had automatically shifted, as if it was changing direction and trying to block all exits.
At the same time, a large amount of evil and dead energy escaped from the cracks in the bricks.
It was like something terrifying was awakening from the depths of the earth.
"Damn it!"
Wu Santong said: "Someone has obtained the Kuishan inheritance and wants to release the powerful corpse charm here. Leave quickly."
Wu Santong was extremely fast, relying on the puppet's body to be strong, directly smashing the stone wall in front of him and running wildly.
Fang Chen followed closely behind.
Wu Santong explained to Fang Chen along the way.
When Old Man Kuishan built this place, he killed several powerful monsters and refined their souls into monster spirits to garrison here.
And those demon spirits, infected by the evil and dead energy, can transform into monster corpses, which are several times more powerful than warrior corpses.
If you get entangled with those things, the consequences will be disastrous when that person gets the complete inheritance of Kuishan.
The two of them were extremely fast, and Wu Santong was familiar with the place. They quickly found a safe passage and rushed outside.
"Boom!"
In the underground palace, the mountains shook and the ground shook, boulders fell, and the passages shifted, making it complicated.
Several figures shuttled among them, running wildly.
"Boom!"
Fang Chen stepped on a boulder with the soles of his feet, used the force to jump up, crossed the collapsed bridge, rolled on the ground, and rushed forward again.
While running wildly, Fang Chen turned around and saw that most of the third floor of the underground palace had collapsed.
But in a hall not far away, he vaguely saw a figure, sitting on the throne, looking at him indifferently.
That’s...the third Wenxu!
The latter looked at Fang Chen, raised a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, raised his arm, and clasped his five fingers.
"Buzz!"
In the underground palace, the void turned upside down.
Countless rubble is hovering in mid-air.
The next moment, the light of the sword broke through the boulder and slashed towards Fang Chen.
Fang Chen's eyes flashed, and his two fingers stretched out like lightning, shattering the light of the sword and binding the sword tightly at the same time.
The person in front of him was a skinny young man.
Looking like a madman, the aura around his body is gloomy and terrifying, and he has already reached the sixth level of Tongmai Realm.
It turned out to be the young man who entered the pool before. He seemed to be called Zhuzi?
Fang Chen originally thought that the other party had fallen.
I never expected to become like this.
"When evil enters the body, does it transform into a corpse?"
Fang Chen kept moving, using his extreme shadow movement skills, turning into a ghost and scurrying behind the person. His palm wind, full of energy and blood, stamped hard on the former's vest.
However, the other party's reaction was beyond Fang Chen's imagination.
He held the handle of the knife behind his back and stabbed it backwards.
Fang Chen turned sideways to avoid it, but his palm failed.
When the bloody sword was slashing at him, Fang Chen raised his leg and kicked hard, sending the opponent flying away.
"Death!"
The opponent stood on the ground with one hand, stared at Fang Chen with a pair of completely white eyes, laughed ferociously, and rushed towards him again with a knife.
At this moment, a huge boulder fell and hit the man.
Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, then turned around and left.
"Crack!"
Fang Chen only ran a few meters before the boulder was split open by the light of the knife, and the young man slashed at it again with the knife.
"Huh!"
Feeling the awe-inspiring killing intent behind him, Fang Chen's eyes were cold and he slapped out with his backhand.
The roar of dragons, roars of tigers, and roars of lions resounded all at once, and the three qi-blooded lions rushed towards the young man.
Although the two male lions were chopped to pieces by the sword, the remaining male lion had flames rising from its body, turning into a flaming lion and slamming into the boy.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The flame mad lion was too powerful, and the young man was caught off guard and was immediately knocked away.
Behind him was a bottomless abyss.
The two sides looked at each other, and Fang Chen watched helplessly as the other party fell below and disappeared.
"Boy, stop nagging, hurry up and leave!"
Wu Santong's voice came from not far away, and he was a little anxious.
Obviously, he also saw the third Wenxu sitting on the throne.
Fang Chen was about to leave when he suddenly turned the corner of his eye and saw a familiar figure.
"Senior Sister Yuan Shan?!"
Purple clothes are fluttering, and her body is like a giant.
It is Zhou Yuanshan, a disciple of Qixia Valley!
The other party is now entangled by two figures.
And those two people were exactly the same as the pillars. The evil spirits had entered their bodies and they had turned into corpses.
It was the two peak Tongmai Realm experts who followed the third Wenxu, and at this time, they had broken through the Tongmai Realm and reached the Linghai Realm.
Zhou Yuanshan seemed to be injured, and the underground palace collapsed, forcing the two of them to be unable to escape.
Seeing that Zhou Yuanshan was in danger, Fang Chen couldn't care less. He swayed, stepped on several boulders with his feet, and rushed towards Zhou Yuanshan like a rabbit.
"Swish!"
The two sword lights fell together, forming a sword light that enveloped Zhou Yuanshan.
Zhou Yuanshan's body movements are flexible and he can avoid all the blades.
At the same time, Zhou Yuanshan counted the points with his jade fingers, and the sound of jingling bells continued to sound.
The bloody knives in the hands of the two men flew away, but they did not let go, but violently slashed towards Zhou Yuanshan.
Zhou Yuanshan was about to dodge when his body staggered and his feet fell into the air.
The two bloody knives have been chopped off without mercy.
At the critical moment, a figure galloped over.
With two punches in an instant, the two mercenaries were sent flying.
Then he grabbed Zhou Yuanshan's wrist to prevent him from falling, pulled him up, and quickly retreated.
When someone grabbed her wrist, Zhou Yuanshan was about to subconsciously fight back when she heard a familiar voice.
"Senior Sister Yuanshan, it's me!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Zhou Yuanshan was suddenly overjoyed.
"Junior Brother Fang Chen? Are you okay?"
She originally thought that Fang Chen had died in the underground palace, but she didn't expect that he was still alive and had saved her.
"Leave here first."
The two mercenaries are quite powerful, and Zhou Yuanshan is injured, and the underground palace is collapsing, so it is really not a place to reminisce about the past.
Zhou Yuanshan also knew the importance, and together with Fang Chen, using the boulder as a springboard, they ran towards the only exit-a green ripple.
"Boom!"
The idea is good, but the reality is cruel.
The entire underground palace collapsed on a large scale, as if everyone was going to be buried in it.
"Junior Brother Fang Chen, please leave first."
Zhou Yuanshan's voice was bitter and she said weakly: "I'm too injured and can't walk. ”
Feeling the despair in Zhou Yuanshan’s tone, Fang Chen said warmly: “Sister Yuanshan can’t give up easily before we reach the desperate situation.”
With that said, Fang Chen pulled Zhou Yuanshan and said, "Senior Sister Yuanshan, hold me tight!"
As Zhou Yuanshan screamed, the energy and blood in Fang Chen's body circulated, his spiritual power surged, his speed and strength doubled, and he rushed forward more than ten meters with Zhou Yuanshan.
After narrowly avoiding several boulders, Fang Chen finally landed on a platform.
This place has not collapsed yet, and it is not far from the exit.
Hope is right in front of him, Fang Chen looks excited.
Zhou Yuanshan put her hands on Fang Chen's waist and listened to the powerful heartbeat, feeling inexplicably relieved.
She raised her head and looked at the handsome face so close at hand.
Although he looks a little childish, he has sharp edges and corners, and there is a fascinating shallow arc at the corner of his lips.
Zhou Yuanshan felt her heart tremble suddenly, her pretty face turned slightly red, and she quickly buried her head in Fang Chen's chest, her body softening slightly.
To the women in the world, the Pure Yang Holy Body is like a poison that makes people unable to extricate themselves.
Even with Zhou Yuanshan, Fang Chen's speed was not affected at all.
"Crack!"
Just when Fang Chen was about to rush towards the exit with all his strength, a roaring sound broke through the air, and two bloody knives struck Fang Chen, one from the left and the other from the right.
Fang Chen turned around, freed up one hand, and raised two fingers to point.
The power of pure Yang thrust out like a sharp sword, piercing the abdomens of the two mercenaries.
The dantian was shattered, and the two mercenaries' cultivation seemed to have been evacuated in an instant, and they fell softly to the ground.
Even if they were invaded by yin evil and turned into zombies, they were restrained by the power of pure yang and could not cause any harm to Fang Chen.
After dealing with the two of them, Fang Chen raised his spiritual power, took Zhou Yuanshan with him, jumped up, and rushed to the exit.
Just when Fang Chen was about to leave the third underground palace in one go, two sharp bone spurs roared from the void behind him.
One stick pierced Fang Chen’s head.
One stick pierced his chest.
And the aura emanating from the bone spurs actually reached the peak of the spiritual sea realm.
Fang Chen turned around and his eyes suddenly shrank.
Can’t hold back anymore!
"Yin!"
At the critical moment, Fang Chen opened his mouth and spit out a stream of golden light, turned into a golden sword, and slashed backwards.
"The dragon roars and the sword moves!"