The one who came was the mud doll giant who was blocking the door just now. He looked at it with his fists facing the ground, his head slightly sideways, his eyes with a strong sense of provocation, and he looked at everyone with a look of contempt. His face looked like the eternal ice, extremely cold.

It was just now, and it emitted an invisible but powerful fist-shaped energy in the air, knocking down the blood-winged flying dragon that was caught off guard.

"But this distance is not too far. Logically speaking, the blood-winged flying dragon is sensitive to air flow, so such an erotic dragon should not have happened." Azhi's eyes couldn't help but wander on the huge stone sword beside him. The fine text started slowly from when, and the speed gradually accelerated, just like tadpoles looking for their parents, twisting their thin and short tails desperately, wandering on the sword wall as wide as the sea. The blood-winged flying dragon was lying less than two meters away from the sword body. The blood-winged flying dragon was lying less than two meters away from the sword body. The blood-winged flying dragon was lying.

On the ground, he stood up with difficulty. The diaphragm-like air mask was centered on the point where the stone sword was inserted on the ground, and began to spread around at a speed visible to the naked eye. The unrivaled aura of Haoran quickly opened as the air mask extended... As soon as the blood-winged flying dragon was covered, it seemed to be inserted by a huge syringe. As the power was quickly lost, it quickly fell to the ground softly, motionless, but a pair of blood-red eyes kept turning, as if telling its unconcealable anger.

At this moment, the blood-winged flying dragon even had the power to stand up. This air mask actually deprived the power of the elf! After hesitating for a moment, Azhi bit his silver teeth, closed his eyes, and the elf ball picked out from his arms shot a bright red laser, which brought the blood-winged flying dragon into the elf ball. Although he was curious about the strange effect of this stone sword, it was obvious that the three-headed dragons and the mud doll giants who came before did not want them to be too close to this "valuable" that was different from ordinary things.

Anyway, he couldn't take everyone away, and he knew the words on it almost well. Azhi quickly glanced at the remaining words, and after a vague impression, he used a color to Hongye. Hongye waved his hand clearly, and the three-headed dragon in his hand was like a moving seed, and it shot out quickly. At the same time, Azhi was facing the solemn mud doll giant in the air, slowly retreating and walking towards the depths of the cave. The mud doll giant seemed to have not seen the three-headed dragon, Azhi and others, floating in the air, with three clusters of hot flames sprayed under his feet, like a rocket spraying, holding himself slowly descending. At some point, Azhi had disappeared at the end of the deep cave.

"It seems that this mud doll giant and the three-headed dragon only need to protect the strange giant stone sword!" Azhi looked back at the passage and found that the mud doll giant did not catch up with him. He had his own concerns. "I really want to know what secrets are hidden in the stone sword! But after all, I am not familiar with this place. If I attract some powerful existence, it will not end." He stopped when he saw the opportunity. Judging the situation is Azhi's way of survival. Because this principle has not been avoided by many crises, he has been cited as a motto and often motivated himself.

Here, it is better for those who are not familiar with the place to act in a low-key manner. This place is really weird and unpredictable, and dare not draw conclusions. Moreover, he came to this to practice in the ancient temple, and his precious time cannot be spent on these irrelevant things.

After running for hundreds of meters quickly, the crystal barriers that emitted the bright light of the starry sky around him disappeared. It turned out that Azhi ran into a new passage - a long cylindrical aisle lying across the air. At a glance, there were as many as a hundred, left and right, and the only trace of light was lost around him. The black dust was gone, and he could not see his five fingers. Only the passage under his feet faded out of the bright spots and guided the passers-by in the direction of the way forward.

However, even if there is light, the smooth cylinder friction is extremely small, and it may fall from above if you are not careful. In the dark world, no one can guess what will be below. It is more likely to become meat sauce!

Azhi smiled bitterly. Now it was a dilemma. Needless to say, the difficulty in front of him was hidden. The deep darkness covered everything. When standing at the high place and looking at the only source of light, he could not help but see the abyss that could not be seen at the bottom. An inexplicable panic arose in his heart, turning into an indelible nightmare, which lingered in his mind, causing great obstacles to passing through this skyscraper road. But even so, Azhi was unwilling to retreat and endure the anger of the elf that might continue to appear one by one. He felt that if he really went back, the latter would definitely fight him to the death.

"Huh, I can only try it. I pray that I have not experienced walking on the single-plank bridge for a long time, come on!" Azhi made a fist, hammered his chest, encouraged himself, and then walked slowly forward with his feet in a swaying manner. His expression was focused, his steps were steady, and he looked like he was walking on the ground without any awkwardness or unnatural, as if he had practiced thousands of times. In the blink of an eye, he walked like a flying step, quickly crossing this piece of about a hundred meters long, but it was like a heavenly chasm.

The huge crystal column of the gulf came to a huge round altar paved with amethyst. The round altar was wide, but there was nothing. There were only a few channels connecting the amethyst cylinders, spreading downwards. Azhi came to the edge of the round altar and looked down. Countless round altars with purple lights blooming from far and near, like fireflies flying under the night sky, which were so beautiful. There were also thin purple lines floating in it - it was the amethyst cylinder that had just walked past!

Azhi wanted to take a breath of air conditioning to express his surprise, but unexpectedly, what was inhaled into his nasal cavity was a strong smell of saltpeter. He quickly closed his mouth and frowned and kept falling down.

One, two, three, five, ten... In the end, even Azhi himself didn't know how many amethyst cylinders he had crossed, and then he just reached the ground. His feet suddenly became soft and he sat on the ground in a very unhappy manner, gasping for breath. He always maintained the highest level of concentration, and the consumption of mental power was not something that ordinary people could imagine, and the reality that could not be seen was invisibly testing Azhi's nerves and challenging the limits of his tolerance. Maybe he could step onto the solid and solid land in the next step, but it might be that all you encountered was the allusion of the fantasy expectations in your mind in reality. In fact, there was still a void under your feet.

Resisting the discomfort of his body, Azhi held up and looked around, but still couldn't see clearly. Despite his eyes that had adapted to the darkness, he still found something unique. About ten meters to Azhi's right hand, there was a raised rock platform, and a strange black stone lay on the platform, making people wonder what it was. Azhi was no exception and walked slowly towards the stone.
Chapter completed!