The small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, towers, and familiar scenes gradually faded away and eventually disappeared into Chen Yang's eyes.

The sea of ​​clouds is vast, vast and boundless, and the beautiful and magnificent scene is intoxicating, but Chen Yang has no intention to watch it.

At this time, his mood was extremely bad!

"For the sake of interests, these people even ignore brotherly friendship. It can be seen that they are cruel and ruthless people. Although I don't know what they are trying to catch me, I'm afraid this trip will be in danger!" Chen Yang sighed as if he was as thin as a mosquito.

"A world where strong respect is respect, if you don't have strength, you are just an ant. You can only be slaughtered and unable to resist. Even if you want to commit suicide, it is difficult to do it!"

"If I have strong enough power, I can dominate my own destiny. Whoever dares to provoke me will be so hard that he won't even know his mother!"

"After all, I'm not strong enough!"

"If you can survive this disaster, no matter what the price you pay, even if you become a great devil who is enemies of the world, you will be willing to do so!"

"I will definitely become stronger, stronger than everyone, and my destiny is dominated by myself!"

At this moment, Chen Yang's unprecedented desire became stronger, and his obsession stirred his soul. He would never allow anyone to take charge of the sword, and the incident of me being a fish will happen again.

Pengying is extremely fast, a thousand miles apart!

Chen Yang was grabbed in his hand by Liu Min and could not move. He had no real energy to protect his body. The strong wind was shot on his body, like a sharp knife cutting, stinging his muscle bones. The skin on his cheeks was deformed, his eyes were congested, and his long hair danced in the sky.

The eagle swept across the high mountain plains and swamps. After a few hours, the sun sets in the west, and the clouds seemed to fall into the dyeing vat. For a moment, the sunset turned into a drunken red color, like a fire burning in the sky.

"It's here!" Wu Xiuming said softly.

The cave of the strongest man could be opened immediately and get the treasure he had dreamed of. The three of them were filled with joy and smiled extremely excitedly.

Below the clouds is a hill, full of rocks, bare and there is no wild grass, unable to see a beast, nor can you hear the birds cry, dead silent, and without any anger. It is hard to imagine that a strong man would build the cave in such a place with poor mountains and bad waters.

The Pengying slowly landed in a plain valley, and then Sun Zhangli and others came to a big red rock more than ten feet high.

"Okay, it's time to sacrifice blood and open the door!"

Wu Xiuming drew out the sharp knife, raised it high, aimed it at Chen Yang's neck, and prepared to kill someone.

"You are the one who wants to be a hero. Don't blame me if you die, but don't worry, I will take a little lighter and leave you with a whole body!"

"Wait..." Chen Yang roared, and the sharp knife stopped in the air, but the burst of sword energy cut off a large handful of his long hair. The mountain wind blew, and the hair flew and scattered all over the ground.

"Boy, do you have your last words? Tell me quickly if you have something to say, and let me go quickly if you have nothing to do. Don't delay me from doing serious business!" Wu Xiuming said.

"If you want my blood, you don't have to kill anyone! I can do it myself. I will put as much as you want!" Chen Yang said in a sweaty manner, "What's more, there may be some places that need me after entering!"

"Let him go for now, maybe he is really useful!" Sun Zhangli said.

No one can guarantee that Chen Yang's blood will no longer be used when entering the cave. The formations and mechanisms opened with the power of blood all require spiritual blood circulation. Otherwise, they would not have tried their best to capture Chen Yang and could kill him on the spot.

"You are lucky, I'll let you live a little longer!" Wu Xiuming let go of Chen Yang and said.

Chen Yang recovered his freedom and temporarily saved his life. He breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped away the sweat beads from his forehead.

"I want to bleed, can I give it a knife?" Chen Yang said in a complicated mood.

"Get it well!" Sun Zhang took out a short blade like a magic trick, and then threw it gently. It was obviously not fast, but when Chen Yang caught the short blade, a huge force caused him to slip three steps backwards, and the joint of his right hand almost dislocated.

The strong man in the Martial King realm is not something that ordinary people can compete with in every move.

The short blade is bronze in color, one foot and five inches long, with exquisite patterns carved on it, shining with cold light!

Chen Yang pulled out a hair curiously, and the hair fell leisurely, and it was split into two before it touched the blade.

"Blowing hair and cutting off hair, good blade!" Chen Yang commented.

"It's just a top-quality magic weapon, not a good thing. If you like it, as long as you don't die this time, I can give it to you!" Sun Zhang said meaningfully.

The advantages and disadvantages of the treasures in the Shenwu Continent are divided into mortals, sharp objects, magic tools, spiritual tools, treasures, holy tools and divine tools. Each type has four levels: low-grade, medium-grade, top-grade and top-grade.

Life and death are involuntarily controlled by everything, and you cannot accept the cruel reality.

"What should I do now?" Chen Yang asked. It was not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and he forced himself to suppress his anger.

"Did you see the stone? Just drip it on it!" Sun Zhangli pointed.

Just below the big rock, there is a half-meter-high black stele carved with rough characters. However, it is old and under the wind and sun, the surface has been weathered, and the characters are blurred and cannot be identified!

"hiss……"

Chen Yang held the sharp blade in his right hand and gently stroked it. The sharp blade tip cut through the palm of his left hand. A heat flowed out, and blood was burning like fire.

The situation is so urgent that I have to do this in order to survive!

This knife not only cuts the **, but also stabs the soul. The boundless humiliation will one day be given a hundred times.

Then, Chen Yang closed his five fingers with his left hand and clenched them into a fist. Drops of bright red blood flowed down the slits of his hand and dripped into the pit of the rock.

Chen Yang's fists became tighter and tighter. The humiliation of resentment made his nerves numb, so that his nails fell deeply into the flesh without any notice.

"I must become stronger so that no one can trample on my dignity!" Chen Yang swore secretly.

The hot blood continued to drip on the stone tablet like a rain curtain. The black stone tablet looked like a sponge, absorbing the blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving no trace of blood on the surface.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Chen Yang was head-heavy and his eyes began to blur, and his dizziness became stronger and stronger. The blood sacrificed exceeded 800 milliliters.

If he hadn't been a martial arts practitioner and had a strong physique, he would have died of shock.

As time passes, no special happens in the mountains except for the wind. If this continues, I can only report to the Hall of Hell.

Chen Yang was weak and soft, his legs were trembling. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to stand firmly, so that he would not let himself fall down.

“Buzz…”

Suddenly, without warning, a thunder sounded across the valley!

The big rock in front of Chen Yang began to emit gray light, and ripples appeared in the dim light. Then, with the stone as the center, it began to rotate, and the speed became faster and faster, and it rubbed brilliant sparks, and finally formed a vortex hole with a diameter of three meters. The hole was deep and unsightly.

"Is it finally ready?"

Chen Yang looked at the vortex and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he died of bleeding!

"If you don't want to die, why don't you leave quickly!" Sun Zhangli roared coldly.

At the end of the vortex is a terrifying treasure that even the strong men in the Martial King realm feel crazy. For Chen Yang, it may be the tomb where he was buried here. Even though he felt unwilling and overwhelming resentment in his heart, he had to step into it.

The light flowed in the vortex channel, and Chen Yang and others' bodies involuntarily fell towards the bottom of the hole...

After a dozen breaths, the scenery in front of me changed. Several people came into a huge cave. There was no light in the cave. They could not see their five fingers. A cold wind came, and the coldness was biting, and white fog would appear during breathing.

“So cold!”

The resentful "Swallowing Heaven" prevents Chen Yang from using a trace of true energy to keep the cold!

The cold wind blew, and my body shivered, my upper teeth pressed on my lower teeth, and my originally pale face became even more bleak, without any blood.

Coax... coax... coax... coax...

Suddenly, dark green yin fires ignited in the cave.

Chen Yang regained his vision. The entire hole was semicircular, with a diameter of more than 500 feet. The top of the hole at the highest point was seventy feet high from the ground. The air was moist and could twist out water.

The ground and rock walls are covered with various fungi plants, colorful and colorful.

In the middle of the cave, there is a pool filled with red liquid, constantly bubbling with water, and the heat is rolling, which is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

"Welcome to all the grand prizes, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Under the sight of everyone, a figure appeared strangely. The person who came was wearing a black cloak and a hideous lion-faced mask, and his face was invisible.

The man in black stepped on the void and walked towards Chen Yang and others step by step. His whole body was filled with a strong yin and cold air, and the water vapor within three meters was condensed with tiny ice particles.

Although the man in black did not show any cultivation, his powerful aura made Chen Yang breathless. There was no doubt that this person was very strong.

Sun Zhangli and others looked solemn, and they took out their weapons one after another, secretly circulating their true energy in a war, ready to fight at any time.

"Are you a trap?" Liu Min asked, "Who sent you here? You have been planning for us with such a complicated task!"

There is nothing in the cave in the four walls of the light, the treasure in the fantasy does not exist, and the man in black has a strong murderous intent. What is it if it is not a trap?

The families of Liu Min and others are top forces in Xingpan County, southern Xinjiang. They have many enemies on the open and secret. They are geniuses in the family and will inevitably become targets of the enemy's attack.

"Haha... a kid from the Martial King realm is also worthy of my calculations!" The man in black laughed evilly, "But for the sake of bringing you physical body to me, I will let you die more happily later!"

"Arrogant!"

Liu Min held the Qinghong sword in his hand and stabbed directly at the man in black. Wu Xiuming and Sun Zhangli did not take action, but stood there, watching coldly.

Since someone is the first to test the strength of the man in black, why not do it?

Bang...

The majestic true energy was poured into the Qinghong Sword. The sword light was strong and sharp, but the man in black raised it casually and patted it leisurely, easily causing the sword light to scatter. His palm hit the Qinghong Sword directly, causing the sword body to tremble, and an inexplicable force made Liu Min's right arm numb.

"Haha, this level of strength is awesome to me, and I'm overestimating my ability!" the man in black laughed.

"Damn it! Don't be proud!" Liu Min roared angrily.

With just one fight, Liu Min realized that the strength of the man in black was unfathomable and was not his rival. If he didn't give his all, it would be difficult to turn the tables.

"Is Liu Min crazy? He actually used the ban to use his origin!" Wu Xiuming said in surprise, "Why don't we help him!"

"Do you think we are his opponent together?" Sun Zhangli sneered and looked at Wu Xiuming. The two of them realized that they had already made plans.

Even though you know that the enemy is strong, you still have to go forward and fight to die head-on. That is not courage, it is a super stupid hat.
To be continued...