1723. Chapter 1723 The nameless master of the sword master, Shang Hentian!
With Ye Xuefeng's current strength, it is still very difficult to jump off such a high cliff, but he can use "Step on the Snowless Seal" to make a landing on the steep cliff, and his speed is no slower than Wuming and He Zhizhan's descent in the air!
In just a few minutes, the three of them broke through many obstacles and entered the bottom of the canyon. This is a place similar to a basin. Various wild plants grow extremely lushly. Many branches blocked the thin moon above to win the sunlight, giving people a feeling of yin and humility.
He Zhizhan seemed to be familiar with this place, and he casually cut off the thorns in front of him with a long sword, pointed to the front with a smile and said, "The people waiting for you are there, the place is a little simpler, I hope you don't mind!"
This guy is Ye Xuefeng's mortal enemy. He was the culprit who destroyed the Tianshan Sect at that time! If it weren't for the fact that he was really unsure of victory, Ye Xuefeng would have wanted to kill him soon!
I was used to hearing his sarcasm to him, and suddenly I heard him speak so politely, Ye Xuefeng was really awkward. I wonder what he was selling for!
Wuming thought much more than Ye Xuefeng. Why did this guy lead him and Ye Xuefeng here? If something goes wrong, there will be a demon! In any case, the treasure Yata Mirror given by his mentor back then cannot fall into their hands, and the queen must also be rescued!
Soon, a group of three people had arrived at the center of the basin, and what appeared in front of them was a large dark hole.
"Haha, please, please, the one inside, you want to see you alone. Please walk straight after entering the passage below, don't enter the fork. I think the two are smart people, and no one wants to make trouble." He Zhizang smiled politely again.
Ye Xuefeng and Wuming did not hesitate and jumped into the passage. Unexpectedly, the passage was deeper than they thought. It took them a long time to see the bottom.
They are located in a spacious hall, full of night pearls and fat that can burn for a long time. The dark fire light still makes the place feel a whisper.
The two looked at each other and moved forward carefully. As soon as they entered here, they felt a very powerful and gloomy aura. The other party did not hide it or deliberately release it. However, this powerful force was enough to surprise them. To be honest, this power is much stronger than Wuming. You must know that it is difficult to judge the strength from the intuition to a certain level, but Ye Xuefeng had already made a judgment in his mind that he had almost no chance of winning when he fought with this person.
But since I have arrived here, how can I give up? Sister Hou is still waiting for her and the others to come to save her!
This underground world is much more spacious than expected. The hall they are in can accommodate hundreds of people. One passage leads directly to the deep distance, and there are countless forks on both sides of the passage... Who built such a long and cumbersome underground space? Why is this for?
There was the power in the distance to attract him, and Ye Xuefeng and Wuming were not lost. They were ready for battle.
"Hero, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Xuefeng, who was cautiously moving forward, suddenly realized that Wuming's face was getting ugly and ugly. Moreover, his confused expression was the first time he felt in this top-level strong man that self-confidence is a necessary condition for a sword saint. If he loses someone, he will not lose the formation. This is certain, but Wuming?
Wuming shook his head and tried his best to get rid of the terrible thoughts. The closer he got, the more he realized that this power was so familiar. The endless incredible thing was revealed in the familiarity.
"Wu Ming, Ye Xuefeng, you can see me by turning left in front!"
The sound from the void made Wuming tremble uncontrollably, he clenched his fists tightly, and went in with Ye Xuefeng.
Ye Xuefeng suddenly found that the layout inside looked familiar, and it looked a bit similar to the Beim Mountain Underground Palace where he had been to. Could it be that this place is...?
But the next moment, all his guesses were shattered, because the one sitting high inside was neither the Ghost King of Beim Mountain, nor the General Secretary, Ying Gou, or Houqing, but a young man who looked very young but had a strange aura!
When Wuming saw the person sitting high, he could no longer suppress his excitement and said incredibly: "Master, Master, why are you..."
Ye Xuefeng was brave enough, and he was almost shocked when he heard this. The ball on his head was also stunned and looked at Wuming's strange reaction in confusion!
"Disciple, it's been a long time since we met, haha, I didn't expect that we will meet again." The young man smiled.
Looking at the familiar face, Wuming swallowed hard and said word by word: "Master, you had already passed away when Kongsang Mountain was destroyed. Now you have sold your soul to the devil and resurrected. I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"
No wonder He Zhizhan knew that he had a mirror of Yata, and his master fell into depravity and joined the devil! But even if he saw it with his own eyes, Wuming still didn't want to believe this fact.
"Disciple, you are now the sword saint of the world. Why are you still so immature? Is this little thing worth surpriseing?"
The peerless swordsman on Kongsang Mountain in the past, Wuming's mentor Shang Hetian, could not see any joy or anger on his face, but his words calmed down.
Looking at the conversation between the two, Ye Xuefeng couldn't get into the mouth at all. He didn't expect that even Wuming's long-dead master had already defected to the Demonic Way! Could it be that the four zombie ancestors of the Demonic Way really have such awesome strength?
Wuming could not suppress the anger in his heart. His most respected master was actually resurrected by several zombies in the form of zombies and became his helper, which stimulated his persistence and faith!
"Why, why is this? Is the desire to live is so strong that you can abandon everything!"
Seeing Shang Hentian's condition is not old at all, his zombie aura is not very strong, and he feels younger than Wuming. It seems that Jiang Chen has given him a lot of things.
"Haha, only dead people know how wonderful it is to live. It's a pity that when I died, I was far from reaching the realm of surviving tribulation and ascension, otherwise it would not have become today! However, thanks to that ancestor for giving me rebirth, disciple, obey me, and don't hold any unrealistic fantasies in the future and oppose the demonic path! In the world of cultivation today, there is no power to stop several ancestors, and you are no exception!"
Wu Ming looked at his former master without turning his eyes, "No, my master is dead, you are not, now you are just a zombie, a dirty and depraved soul. The people of Kongsangshan Gate will never fall, so don't think about it!"
"Haha, disciple, do you want to resist me? It's up to your strength? Don't forget that everything you have is taught by me!" Shang Hentian smiled sympathetically.
Wu Ming looked at his former master without turning his eyes, "No, my master is dead, you are not, now you are just a zombie, a dirty and depraved soul. The people of Kongsangshan Gate will never fall, so don't think about it!"
Chapter completed!