Chapter 48 The Black Brick Secret Room

The formation was unstable, and Nie Fan avoided those terrifying sword energies at extremely high speeds and rushed forward like lightning.

"Huh?" While running fast, Nie Fan discovered that the two discs on the ground were still flowing with white mist. Nie Fan immediately remembered the scene he saw last night, and with a thought in his heart, he put the ancient discs into his ring in a flash.

Inside.

Nie Fan was galloping all the way, and beneath his feet were piles of bones, messy clothes, and some rusty weapons.

Nie Fan could see some footprints along the way. After careful identification, Nie Fan found that four people had entered here before him.

Nie Fan was as tall as the wind, and he did not forget to do something on the road. If there were people coming later, he would know immediately.

drink!

ha!

Two loud roars came from the depths of the black brick passage, a surge of domineering power, and the hoarse roar was harsh and rolling.

Nie Fan had a cold look on his face. This was something that no one person could exude, but none of it was something he could contend with now.

Nie Fan kept speeding, dodging the sword energy that suddenly appeared from all around. As he moved forward, the sense of crisis became heavier and heavier, weighing on his heart. He felt a sword energy, full of murderous aura.

Nie Fan's face became more solemn as he moved forward. He saw many mechanisms aimed at mortals and killing formations aimed at monks, but none of them were activated. He was allowed to move forward like a dead thing.

This was not destroyed by anyone, but the owner of this secret place deliberately let go of the black brick depths to lure them deeper.

"What on earth does he want to do?" Nie Fan breathed deeply, his face was calm, and he kept avoiding the terrifying sword energy that was everywhere. His figure was like a black stream of light, speeding along the black brick passage.

As Nie Fan kept moving forward, there were fewer and fewer corpses at his feet, and he couldn't even see one for a long time.

"I would be afraid of you if you weren't injured, but you are so seriously injured. Now that you're here, just stay." As we got closer, the sound from deep inside the black brick gradually became vaguely audible, but suddenly, a sound

A hoarse sound like a sharp metal friction came from the ubiquitous black bricks.

Nie Fan was suddenly startled. He felt that the crisis that had always been following him in his heart came from here: the owner of the metallic sound!

Nie Fan suppressed his heartbeat and the speed of his feet suddenly increased.

The cold air continued to intensify, making Nie Fan feel cold even when he was operating his true energy. The sword energy was getting denser and denser. It didn't look like it was artificially activated, but rather it seemed like it was emitted by the sword on its own.

Nie Fan was deep in thought, the light in front of the black brick became more and more bright, and he speeded up unconsciously.

"Even if I am injured, I can still kill you, this inhuman being!"

"Hmph, if I don't need food to wake up, I can return to my peak in another year and refine the fairy sword. By that time, none of you will be my enemy!"

The voice became clearer and clearer, but the pressure on Nie Fan became heavier and heavier.

The light in front suddenly increased, and a huge stone door was pulled up high. A terrifying sword energy crisscrossed in front of the door, with extremely clear marks that impacted the surrounding black bricks beyond recognition.

Nie Fan stood still and rushed into the door where his sword energy was blank.

boom

Nie Fan landed on the ground, and at the same time his consciousness swept out.

This is a strange black brick secret room, like an altar, with a sarcophagus in the middle. Above the sarcophagus is a strange jade stone of five colors. It emits colorful light and envelopes the sarcophagus. Mysterious power is constantly pouring in. Above the jade stone, three handfuls of

The sword with the killing sword energy shone with a slightly reddish light, illuminating the entire secret room.

There are three swords, the two on the left and right are broad and heavy, with a simple and murderous aura. The one in the middle is silvery and translucent, and is of normal size. It is surrounded by silver light, and the terrifying sword intent is emitted from it. It is unparalleled in power. Obviously, the three swords are full of swords.

It is the main focus of the sword, and it is where the formation's eye is!

Surrounding the secret room were eight dry, lifeless corpses wearing armor. They were holding weapons, and even though they had been dead for a long time, they still had a strong smell of blood and killing.

Two middle-aged men fell to the ground, their faces pale, with blood at the corners of their mouths, looking coldly at the man and the monster across the sarcophagus.

On both sides of the sarcophagus, one is Han Yuanzheng, whom Nie Fan has seen, and the other is wearing strange black armor. He is twice as tall as an ordinary person. His whole body is wrapped, and his face cannot be seen clearly. There are only two blood-red, full of murderous intent.

The eyes can look straight.

The dangerous aura he felt came from him!

As soon as Nie Fan appeared, the four of them were immediately alert and all looked at him.

Nie Fan remained expressionless, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

The monster's cultivation level cannot be seen, but at least it is not weaker than Han Yuanzheng. Han Yuanzheng is a real elephant level. The two people who fell to the ground and were seriously injured are also half-elephant level. Even if they are both injured, Nie Fan

It is impossible to easily take off the three swords on his head.

What's more important is that when he came, he clearly counted four people, but now no matter whether he uses his consciousness or perception, he can't find the existence of the last person!

"Here comes another one." The tall monster looked at Nie Fan with blood-red eyes, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and his hoarse and sharp voice sounded like excitement.

No one else knew Nie Fan, but they couldn't see through Nie Fan's cultivation. It was extraordinary to be here. Han Yuanzheng did not look down on Nie Fan. His face was pale and slightly flushed. Although his breath was suppressed, it was still a little short.

He looked at Nie Fan, aloof, majestic and cold, without speaking.

Both the three swords here and the five-color jade on the sarcophagus are extraordinary objects. None of them are not exciting. What's more, this monster has been hiding here for who knows how long. There must be a big secret behind it, and no one wants to let others take it.

Walk!

No one spoke, they were wary of each other, and their aura was almost raised to the extreme.

"Very good, the blood of the four of you is very strong. I should be able to restore 30% of your cultivation by swallowing you, and then you can leave this hellish place!" The tall monster's blood-red eyes flashed with bloody luster, as if staring at prey, scanning

Pass the four people in the secret room.

"Let's see if you have such a big appetite!" Han Yuanzheng's aura was floating around, and he was obviously seriously injured. He looked at the monster across the sarcophagus with a gloomy expression, his eyes cold and solemn.

Yang Zhiyong and Liu Tielong were severely injured and lay on the ground unable to move. The reason why Han Yuanzheng and the tall monster did not say a word was obviously because they were worried about Nie Fan's sudden appearance and were worried that both of them would lose, so he took advantage of them.

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"I only want the sword in the middle. Give it to me and I'll turn around and leave immediately." Naturally, Nie Fan could clearly see the situation in the secret room, and looked at the tall monster and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the secret room looked at him again. Everyone present had extraordinary eyesight. Apart from the five-colored jade that had no apparent value, the sword in the entire secret room was the most coveted.

Yang Zhiyong and Liu Tielong were no longer qualified to speak. After hearing this, they just looked at Nie Fan with twinkling eyes, while Han Yuanzheng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but his expression remained unchanged. The tall monster looked at Nie Fan, his blood-red eyes surging with blood,

Suddenly, a sharp and heart-numbing laughter burst out of his mouth: "Okay, here you go."

After saying that, he suddenly made a move with his hand, and the sword in the middle suddenly moved and flew towards Nie Fan from above Han Yuanzheng's head.
Chapter completed!