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The bright moon is heavy and the stars are full.
Bu Feifan slowly let go of the woman in his arms, lowered his head and stared at her.
The woman has fallen into a deep sleep, but the corners of her eyes are full of tears, her makeup is light, but her makeup is gone, but she is still so moving.
Slowly hugging Mingyue horizontally, Bu Feifan's figure suddenly blurred.
Swish!
In the house, Bu Feifan's figure suddenly appeared, paused there, glanced slightly, and after a round of inspection, Bu Feifan walked towards an empty bed, and then put Mingyue on the bed.
¡¡¡¡
This is a pyramid structure building, which is completely piled up with hard rocks.
Bu Feifan came to the front of the pyramid, his eyes were like lightning, and he carefully inspected every corner.
"Where is the open door?"
Stepping forward, covering the wall of the pyramid with his palm, Bu Feifan helped him inch by inch, "Here it is!"
Bu Feifan's eyes lit up, and his right hand twisted with a "click", and there was a crisp sound of a mechanical lock, and then it seemed that gears were turning, accompanied by rumbling vibrations, the wall split open by itself, and an underground passage appeared.
Bu Feifan pondered for a moment, then stepped inside.
The dark passage did not see any light, but when Bu Feifan walked in, his footsteps stepped on the stone steps crisply, and the sound of stepping at that moment made the passage brighter.
Tread!
The sudden fire light suddenly lit up. It was a candle inserted into the lamp holder on the wall. The dim yellow candlelight intertwined together, forming a dazzling look.
Going down the stone steps, there is an extremely vast platform. It is hard to imagine that there is such a magnificent building underground in West Desert.
Bu Feifan stopped suddenly. On the left and right sides in front of him were stone statues, all wearing armor and holding spears.
"interesting¡¡"
His eyes swept across the statues, Bu Feifan smiled, and squatted down to pick up a gravel from under his feet.
Whoosh!
The gravel left Bu Feifan's palm and shot straight into the platform.
Click!
Gravel crushed.
Before the gravel passed through the front of the statue, the statue moved at that moment, and they all swiped the spears in their hands, shaking the gravel into powder.
Seeing this scene, Bu Feifei's face was expressionless, and he had already expected this in his heart.
He glanced around and found that this was the only way, which meant that Bu Feifan had no choice but to force his way.
Huh!
Bu Feifei moved, and his figure was almost at the same place, leaving an afterimage. He was refracted forward like a phantom, but at this moment, all the statues shook together, and a shining red glow appeared in the stone-like eyes. mango.
Murderous!
Streams of strong murderous aura condensed together, forming a large net of murderous aura that pounced on Bu Feifan invisibly, but in Bu Feifan's consciousness, it seemed that nearly a thousand sharp swords were roaring towards him.
Bu Feifan immediately turned sideways, the whistling sword pierced the rock, but there was no change, it seemed that this was just an illusion.
But Bu Feifei knew it was not, because at that moment, he felt a strong life-and-death crisis.
Huh!
Stepping forward with extraordinary steps, his figure was as fast as an afterimage, like a piece of folded white paper, he kept passing through the gap of the sharp sword.
But this is obviously not a good strategy, because after the thousand sharp swords, the statues moved one by one.
Boom!
The gravel rolled down, and there were countless fine cracks from the cracks on the statue's body, followed by pieces of tiny gray rock fragments falling, revealing the broken armor with a metallic color inside.
What kind of statues are these? They are clearly real iron-blooded soldiers.
A firm face, cold eyes, but for some reason Bu Feifan saw dullness and numbness in those eyes, as if these were not living people, but puppets.
"The living dead!" Bu Feifan's face changed, and what he didn't even think about was punching out.
Kylin Meteor Explosion!
Boom!
The berserk fire unicorn appeared, and because of the deepening of Bu Feifan's skill, it was dyed with raging flames, the heat wave was rolling, and the huge force collided with the sword net composed of thousands of sharp swords, and immediately burst out a monstrous roar .
Obstacles were clear, and Bu Feifei met the attack of the living dead. There were a total of twelve living dead, and each of them seemed to have something hidden in their bodies.Violent power.
An astonishing, seemingly ancient barbaric aura rushed towards us. This aura was very familiar to everyone, and it was very similar to the aura of that little girl, the guardian clan who guarded the dragon tortoise.
"The remnant body of the guardian? The soul is dead, but the body is immortal. It is contaminated with the breath of the dragon turtle, so the body is immortal?"
Bu Feifan's madness was fully revealed, he pulled out the unparalleled Fire Lin sword in his hand, and with a loud roar, a shocking wave of swords slashed out.
Peng Bai's power of fire and unparalleled sword slashed, but the moment he touched the spear in the hands of the living dead, he collapsed.
"How can it be?"
With a clang, the long dagger in the hands of the living dead slowly sank, and they swiped at Bu Feifan from top to bottom. The long dagger lit up, and the sharp air blade shone like the sun.
The power of the great sun swayed for nine days, and twelve light spheres formed a conjoined shape, turning into a terrifying straight line and blasting straight towards Bu Feifan.
At the critical moment, Bu Feifan raised his sword upwards, nothing but the willow leaf sword technique.
Although the willow leaf swordsmanship is a second-rate swordsmanship, it already possesses terrifying power in the hands of Bu Feifan.
An illusory willow tree appeared in mid-air, its leaves swayed and made a silent rustling sound, and the willow leaves were like swords, exuding a terrifying sword aura.
Meaning the environment.
The swordsmanship entered the country and reached its peak.
The swordsmanship of this realm is not far behind even the first-class swordsmanship, the only difference is that the sword theory is more profound and mysterious.
Boom!
The willow tree swayed, and the branches hung down, like green whips bouncing the spheres away.
The spheres flew back one after another, rushing into the wall of the platform, and immediately there was a series of sonic booms.
Boom!
Boom boom!
The rock wall is sunken, and the entire wall is densely covered with potholes and holes. Taking this opportunity, the willow trees linger in midair, but Bu Feifan's swordsmanship resumes.
A bloody thin line appeared between the neck of a living dead, and then the whole head fell off. The wound on the neck was smooth, and there was no blood flowing out strangely.
"Did the blood coagulate because he died long ago?"
Without even thinking about it, Bu Feifei slashed at the other living dead with his backhand.
Puff!
The Wushuang Huolin sword pierced the broken armor on the undead, but it couldn't break through the undead's body.
"How can it be?"
The chest of the living dead is like refined iron, no, it should be harder than refined iron, even the Wushuang Huolin sword could not break through it.
This is really too evil
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