Volume 2: Yunji Canghai Chapter 1193: Still Unpredictable

Volume 2: Yunji Canghai Chapter 1193: Still Unpredictable

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This underground cave is long, narrow, dark, and has no end in sight.

The dome of the cave was covered with mist, and there was a vague layer of restrictive power flickering. The water mist was also billowing below, and it was extremely cold, as if the depths were bottomless and the situation was unpredictable.

What's especially strange is that the square stone on which the foot is placed is actually hanging out of thin air, giving people the illusion that it cannot reach the sky or the ground!

Old Long looked alone for a moment, spat into his palm, and squeezed his hands hard, causing a crackling sound in the muscles and bones all over his body. After a while, he shook his messy hair again, revealing a strong and mighty face. His eyes flashed, and he grabbed it in the air, and the five-foot silver demonic sword came out with a gentle buzzing sound.

Hutou, no matter what, I will treat you as a brother! Now that your whereabouts are gone, Old Long, I have no choice but to act alone!

Lao Long held a knife in his hand, and his whole body momentum changed slightly. Between his brows, there was a hint of fearless madness. He looked at the direction Chen Lianzi and others were going, then stepped into the darkness and flew straight into the unfathomable depths.

A person walked through the underground cave, and everything was silent.

After a thousand feet, the front is still dark and unclear.

Lao Long spotted a hanging stone and hurriedly dropped it, taking a deep breath.

It seems that there is no obstacle to travel here, but it consumes a lot of mana. It is easy to see that the cave is filled with invisible restrictions. If you don't want to fall from mid-air, what happens next is really reckless! All in all, I only blame my own poor cultivation!

The old dragon took a rest and looked around.

In the consciousness, not to mention Hutou, Chen Lianzi and others were missing. Where does this weird cave lead to?

The old dragon took out a beast-shaped soul and swallowed it without even looking at it.

A ray of blood enters the abdomen, fatigue disappears, and people can't help but feel refreshed!

Um! Once you're used to it, Yuan Shen tastes really good!

Old Long raised his left hand again, and then shook his head.

When it is urgently needed, the soul is gone. With the improvement of his own cultivation, the soul of ordinary monsters is no longer of much use and can only be used as a pill to replenish physical strength. And if you want to swallow the essence and blood of the demon, that is, the demon immortal, it is not easy!

After the old dragon rested, he continued to move forward. After going more than a thousand feet, the cave turned to the right. Seeing a hanging rock, he rushed over without thinking, but suddenly someone yelled: "Get away..."

Someone climbed up on the hanging rock first, it was Yi Xiong and Jia Xiong. Perhaps because the place was small, or because they were intentionally evil, the two guys simply didn't allow Old Long to stay, and the righteous bear among them punched him without saying a word.

The old dragon man was in mid-air when a black fist shadow came towards him with the sound of howling wind. He had no way to dodge, nor did he want to dodge. He immediately opened his eyes angrily, held a knife in both hands, and struck out a ray of silver light.

"boom--"

The demon sword collided with the fist shadow, and there was a loud noise. The silver light cracked and ice flew everywhere.

The old dragon suddenly flew backwards, but his waist was stretched, and he was as strong and free as a dragon. He stopped his decline after he had gone more than ten feet. Although his cultivation level has skyrocketed, he is still in the later stage of Golden Immortal. Yixiong, on the other hand, was a master in the early stage of the Immortal Lord. Shi Leng's sneak attack caught people off guard. He had just had a head-on confrontation with the opponent, and although he was slightly inferior, he showed no signs of defeat at all!

However, the wind caused by the fist can actually turn into ice, the power is really extraordinary!

At the same time, Yi Xiong staggered down from the hanging stone. He was surprised and surprised, then flew up again, not forgetting to shout: "Brother Jiaqi, let's work together to defend against the enemy..."

Jia Ji looked at Yi Xiong's embarrassment and was also a little surprised.

The guy with the knife was on par with Xianjun's masters. How could he be so fierce? I don’t believe that two people can’t deal with one…

Pincher thought he had an advantage, so he waved his hands, each holding a sharp spear. Without any delay, he jumped up and pounced on the old dragon with Yi Xiong.

The old dragon could barely stand upright, but before he could catch his breath, his opponent attacked again.

Amid the roar of the fist wind, a piece of ice two to three feet in size suddenly struck. Immediately afterwards, two more dazzling rays of light pierced the dark sky, carrying heavy blood and terrifying murderous intent, both of which suddenly arrived.

This is to use the more to bully the less, I am afraid of no one!

The old dragon bit his teeth, raised his eyebrows, advanced instead of retreating, raised his demon sword and struck hard at the piece of ice. In an instant, he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blazing flames, which immediately split into two, and suddenly turned into two exquisite fire dragons, facing the two incoming rays of light respectively.

"boom--"

The ice cracked in the direction of the sword's light. Amidst the ear-exploding noise, the raging magic power suddenly surged and swept in all directions.

"Tsk, tsk——"

Two small fire dragons collided with two bright lights, and then made a series of soft sounds. In an instant, the flames collapsed, and the dragon shadow could not continue, as if the victory or defeat had been decided...

The old dragon was one against two, but due to his limited cultivation, he couldn't help it and flew backwards again.

Yixiong was also blocked and retreated slightly. Unwilling to give up, he missed his fists and rushed forward with an even more ferocious attack.

Jiaqi thought that his attack was a success, but before he could feel proud, he looked startled. Although the opponent's fire dragons collapsed one after another, the flying flames were tightly entangled with the two lights and burned non-stop. There was a chissing sound, the light faded, the magic weapon showed its original shape, and the two white sharp teeth gradually burned...

oops! That is my own magic weapon, how can I allow it to be damaged!

The pincer waved his sleeves and made a quick move, and the two sharp teeth suddenly flew back, but the flames on them were still there and could not be driven away like ants gnawing at the bones. Feeling distressed, he hurriedly tried to save himself and had no time to pay attention to his opponent's movements...

The old dragon man was flying upside down and couldn't control his momentum for a moment.

Yi Xiong took the opportunity to approach and punched with both fists. He has used 120% of his mana, and his black face is full of murderous intent!

The old dragon was busy and unhurried, waving his arms quickly, the sword wind crackling, and the backlash force reversed, and he barely stopped the castration. Before his body was stable, a black wind of four to five feet in size was blowing towards his face. He only felt a bone-chilling chill, his energy and blood were sluggish, his whole body seemed to be stiff, and the surrounding area was even more blurry.

This situation is very similar to when the boss faced Jiu Xuan in the Immortal Realm. And this ice is not that mysterious ice, but it should not be underestimated!

The old dragon felt awe-inspiring and opened his mouth again to spit out a stream of flames. I saw the fire tearing through the darkness, and the chill around me suddenly eased. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he slashed the demon sword in his hand away...

Yi Xiong succeeded with one blow and couldn't help but laugh ferociously: "Haha! This is my innate magical power. Even if you die, you will be honored!" He summoned a flying sword and tried to take the old dragon's life. But his laughter stopped abruptly.

Only a few feet away, flames and swords were shining brightly, the wind cracked and ice shattered at the same time, and with a "click", the old dragon's figure suddenly disappeared...

"He escaped?"

The moment the old dragon disappeared, Yi Xiong thought so.

Unable to fight, the only way to escape is to escape. Otherwise what? snort! He is lucky!

In the darkness, Yi Xiong, who had difficulty finding his opponent, still had some unfinished thoughts. As he looked around, he snorted majestically.

A burst of busy pricking also stopped, but the magic weapon in his hand was beyond recognition. His face twitched, he was angry and angry...

At this moment, the sound of wind reached his ears, and crazy murderous intent suddenly descended. Yixiong's heart skipped a beat and he wanted to dodge. And a dazzling silver light has arrived with the force of rolling thunder, and there is no way to avoid it. In panic, he hurriedly waved his fists to respond.

"boom--"

The muffled sound was real, and the sharp sword light struck Yixiong's fists hard. In an instant, a mountain-like force came crashing down, just waiting to destroy the heaven and earth; it was also like a huge thunder hitting the top, causing people to be destroyed forever. He groaned miserably and fell down suddenly.

In mid-air, a man's hair was flying, his eyes were like torches, and a demon sword in his hand was as powerful as thunder!

"He didn't escape..."

When Yi Xiong suddenly came to his senses, he secretly screamed that something was wrong. The bottom of the cave is shrouded in cold fog and the situation is unknown. If you fall like this, you will be in danger. He couldn't hold back his momentum and shouted sharply: "Help me..."

Hearing the sound, Jia Ji was startled. But in a flash of thought, the situation reversed. He didn't care about feeling sorry for his magic weapon. He raised his eyes and glanced at the figure that appeared out of thin air. Then he flew down and used a burst of magic power to catch the fallen bear.

The moment the old dragon appeared, he chopped down Yi Xiong with a knife, but instead of taking advantage of the situation to pursue him, he spat disdainfully downwards. After a few moments, he took a few false steps, and in an instant he landed on the hanging rock dozens of feet away.

The righteous bear slowly flew up accompanied by the thorn. There was a layer of blue-grey color on his shiny face, and his eyes were still filled with shock. He was not seriously injured and was simply frightened. To put it bluntly, I was terrified! If he had just fallen into the cold fog at the bottom of the valley, God knows what would have happened. so close……

After a few breaths, Yi Xiong gradually came back to his senses. When he looked at the figure standing proudly on the hanging rock, he couldn't help but secretly shake his head.

A person who is late in the cultivation of the Golden Immortal can only be regarded as a junior person. And that guy dared to challenge the master of the Immortal Lord, and he was not afraid of death. In the end, although he could not turn defeat into victory, at least he was no longer behind. This is still one against two. If we fight alone, the situation is still uncertain!

He didn't get the bargain and suffered an unexpected setback. Yi Xiong lost his fighting spirit for a while. He took out a handful of pills and swallowed them indiscriminately. Feeling relieved, he turned to the front and said bitterly: "Old Taoist Fellow Long, you are so unreasonable! In order to snatch a place to rest and settle down, why do you do so? As for the fight between life and death..." Before he finished speaking, he turned to the side and said innocently: "Since we are walking together, what can we do if we give in for a while..."

Jiaqi was a stout middle-aged man. Seeing the righteousness, Xiong secretly winked at him. He immediately understood and echoed: "It's true what brother said! The adults don't remember the villain's faults, so why not let him get away with it..."

The old dragon stood alone on the stone, his energy and blood flowing secretly, but he remained calm and proud. Seeing the two guys showing off, he turned around with a flick of his chin in disdain. There was a lot of movement just now, but no one turned around. In the deep darkness, uncertainty remains...