Three days have passed and there is still no result.
Some people could not resist the temptation and walked into the whirlpool. But it was the same. First they heard the cry of killing, and then their screams.
Who makes the legend of mainland treasure so tempting? It is a treasure that has been rumored for thousands of years.
If nothing else, just look at the large and small monsters near the underground palace, and you will know that there must be something good behind the whirlpool. Otherwise, how could such an ordinary mountain range give birth to so many big monsters.
Moreover, a group of them didn't feel much about it before because they had been dealing with those monsters. Now, after staying here for a long time, they discovered that there is a lot of spiritual energy here, and they can practice cultivation with twice the result with half the effort.
No one wanted to leave, but there was nothing they could do.
"Haha, okay, everyone, please continue to wait, we will go out first."
After Martin discussed with the people behind him, it would be futile to wait any longer, so they decided to go out and talk.
"Hey... let's go too..."
Everyone looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes, but then some people agreed one after another.
There was nothing they could do if they stayed, and the Rat Demon King had been here before. If there were no Dou Zong masters following them, what would happen if the Rat Demon King came for a sneak attack?
"Fight it, I'll go in and have a try."
Some people also had expressions on their faces, said, and walked in directly.
"I'll go too."
Someone also made the decision.
"Dangdang..."
"Go to hell..."
"ah…"
Soon, the sounds of crazy fighting and the clash of weapons were still heard from behind the whirlpool. Then, there was still no sound.
"Hey... let's go..."
The rest of the people sighed and walked out dejectedly.
"I'll go..."
At this time, Rory said coldly and wanted to walk in directly.
"Young Master..."
The masters behind him shouted one after another.
"Rory, come back."
Rudolf frowned and drank softly.
"Second Grandpa, I..."
Rory said that he was obsessed with fighting, and when he heard about the fighting behind him, his heart already felt itchy.
"Come back, let's go out first and then talk."
Rudolf said.
Rory still didn't dare to disobey his second grandfather and followed him out unhappy.
Seeing that Bonn Empire and Feng Ang had gone out, the rest of the people followed suit.
…
After Fang Yunchu entered the vortex, he reappeared in a quiet white mist space.
Fang Yunchu got used to it and walked out directly.
We walked all the way, but this time there was nothing.
Soon, Fang Yunchu came to a small pond, which blocked Fang Yunchu's way.
The small pool is like a hot spring, rolling constantly and emitting white smoke.
There are some strange liquids in the pool. The liquid is light blue and a little viscous.
The cyan liquid also exudes a faint fragrance. It makes people want to jump in and take a dip unconsciously.
"After the previous battle, now I'm going to treat you to a hot spring bath."
Fang Yunchu thought of it casually.
Fang Yunchu looked behind him, but there was still no way out behind him.
In front, there was only this small pool blocking the way.
Fang Yunchu didn't stay too long and walked directly in. Fang Yunchu was very worried about Fang Di's situation. He still hadn't seen them until now, which made Fang Yunchu even more anxious. If Fang Di and the others went through the same situation as him, they would definitely not be able to get through it.
Besides, there is no way out now.
Fang Yunchu gently stepped into the small pool.
There is nothing strange about the liquid in the small pool. It is just like water and the temperature is not high. It is indeed very comfortable, just like soaking in a hot spring.
Fang Yunchu slowly walked into the small pit. Although it was very comfortable, Fang Yunchu still did not take it lightly.
However, Fang Yunchu felt a familiar feeling. Fang Yunchu even felt very sad, as if his best friend or relative had died in his arms.
This is how I felt when sister Yu'er died.
Fang Yunchu felt that this feeling was very bad. Fang Yunchu wanted to cut it off, but couldn't.
It’s really this feeling, this mood.
Fang Yunchu walked forward slowly, and gradually, Fang Yunchu's eyes became a little wet.
"Ha ha……"
"Kill..."
"hey-hey……"
Walking in the small pond, Fang Yunchu gradually seemed to see a scene, a scene of an extremely domineering man fighting. He saw countless masters flying over and launching world-destroying attacks, but the man swung his sword and instantly
A large area of those people was reduced to ashes.
But then an endless sea of people came to kill them. The man laughed and fought crazily. Finally, a few masters like demon gods came. The man still knocked one person away with one sword, but then several people surrounded him.
Under the siege of several people, the man was finally injured. Then, those people joined forces to launch a more powerful attack, but at the last moment the man still tore the space and escaped. However, the man was also covered in blood, and he was about to
No more...
Before he died, the man was still drinking wine and laughing...
Somehow, seeing this, Fang Yunchu felt sad. It was as if the man was his brother. Fang Yunchu really wanted to fight with the man and kill the enemy together...
Looking at the masters besieging the men, Fang Yunchu actually wanted to kill them immediately.
Fang Yunchu was immersed in it and did not notice at all that the cyan liquid around him was rapidly flowing towards his body and being absorbed by his body. The color of the liquid in the small pit was also slowly fading, although it was very
Slowly, but you can still see it if you look closely.
The scene changed again in an instant.
Fang Yunchu seemed to see a little boy being born in a peaceful mountain village.
This is an ordinary small mountain village, I don’t know where it is.
People in the small mountain village don't know martial arts, they are just ordinary villagers who work when the sun comes up and rest when the sun goes down, creating a very harmonious picture.
The little boy was able to walk quickly, crawling and playing around. The villagers liked him very much.
Then, the little boy was five or six years old. He was very naughty, but the villagers still loved him very much.
One day, bad luck struck.
After the little boy secretly killed and ate the neighbor's old hen, his father found out about it. He took the sole of his shoe and wanted to beat him, so the boy went to hide in the back mountain.
However, at this moment, a group of heinous bandits came to the village.
They killed everyone they saw, and soon all the villagers were slaughtered. After the robbers stole their belongings, they set fire to the village.
In the evening, when the little boy came back gesticulating, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
Then, the little boy quickly ran into the village, crying and shouting at the familiar people and his parents.
After that, the little boy stubbornly left alone.
He was too young and no one used him, so the little boy began to live a life of a beggar.
Being insulted and beaten was commonplace. But the little boy never gave up.
Later, the little boy heard that a nearby sect wanted to recruit disciples. After much effort, the little boy managed to get in.
However, when he entered, he was just the lowest disciple, working as a helper in a small branch pharmacy. He was often insulted and punished by his master and did not have enough to eat.
But the little boy still endured it. Even after learning the lowest martial arts, the little boy quickly cultivated to the level of a first-class master.
This immediately alarmed the sect and promoted him to an official disciple.
However, just when the little boy was feeling proud and thought his bad luck was over, he was framed by the sect owner's youngest son because the little boy was better than him.
Next, the little boy was chased by masters of the sect, was deprived of his martial arts skills, and was knocked off a cliff.
The little boy who fell off the cliff did not die. Instead, he woke up after sleeping for three days and three nights.
Then, the little boy's face was filled with excitement.
After that, the little boy was just like Fang Yunchu, suddenly he seemed to have good skills and his strength improved by leaps and bounds.
Three seconds passed in the blink of an eye, and the little boy grew up into a young man. He returned to the original sect and killed all their masters. Then, the young man found out about the bandits who had destroyed his village and killed them.
Then, the young man wandered around and played with the world.
I made many friends and offended many experts.
In the end, the young man became the number one master in his continent and was respected by everyone.
The young man's personality is somewhat similar to that of Fang Di. He shamelessly erected his own statues in various places for people to worship, and also deceived people everywhere. He looked like a typical magic stick. Maybe the young man used this to numb the pain in his heart.
After that, the young man went to an unknown place, and there were more masters there. The top master in the young continent was just average there.
However, the young man is still playing the same world, doing whatever he wants. After constant battles and killings, the young man once again stood at the top and became the number one master.
After that, the man didn’t know where he went. There were many masters there who wanted to hunt him down, so the man kept fighting and killing. He killed one group, then another, the younger one, and then the older one...
The man finally couldn't kill anymore and finally fled...