Six hundred and ninetieth IX underground fortifications
A line of Japanese that seemed to be written in white paint on the iron door attracted Lu Fan's attention.
The handwriting on the iron gate looks a bit old, but it is definitely not very old. The font is not very neat, and the line of words is divided into two parts by the iron gate. It feels a bit like the big slogans from the war years decades ago.
"Do you understand Japanese?"
Lu Fan murmured and asked.
However, when he turned around and found that Tang Tao still had his head lowered, looking at the dead body under his feet in a daze, he smiled bitterly and wondered why he had become mentally retarded. He would ask Tang Tao if he knew Japanese.
"Squeak."
As Lu Fan pressed his hand on the big iron door and pushed hard, a sound of metal friction, like a scream before death, instantly sounded in the empty underground space.
Tang Tao reacted almost instinctively and hugged Lu Fan's arm.
Lu Fan glanced at him speechlessly, pushed the iron door completely open, and walked inside.
The next moment, the entire passage was immediately filled with the boundless wind that wandered around, and the temperature dropped suddenly, as if it had reached freezing point instantly.
"Lu Fan!" Tang Tao was so frightened that he called out Lu Fan's name.
Lu Fan stared deeply ahead. The blood jade he had been holding tightly in his hand seemed to be affected by something at this moment. His breath suddenly became extremely restless, pulling at the true energy in his body. He seemed to be impatient to pull Lu Fan in as deep as possible.
In the darkness.
"I said, when dealing with these evil things, the only one who can kill you is yourself. Don't let the fear in your heart control your brain. Otherwise, if you encounter any danger, even if the Great Luo Jinxian descends to earth, he will not be able to save you."
Lu Fan angrily pulled Tang Tao away from his hand, but his expression suddenly changed.
I saw a white figure flashing past in the darkness not far away, and quickly disappeared from sight.
"Someone."
Lu Fan moved in a flash, his figure quickly disappeared from the spot, and he chased straight in the direction where the white shadow disappeared.
Bang!
How can the Grandmaster's speed be comparable to that of ordinary people?
Almost instantly, Lu Fan appeared behind Bai Ying, reached out his hand and grabbed the back of his neck.
"Still want to run?"
Lu Fan snorted coldly, but just when he was about to grab his neck with his five fingers, the other party let out a piercing scream, and disappeared into nothingness in the next second.
Lu Fan's arms were frozen in mid-air, but a flash of disbelief flashed in his eyes.