Those ferocious-looking flying fish with black scales all over their bodies are like snow under the sun.
Melts instantly.
The fish carcasses turned into blood jade all over the sky, scattering like a clatter.
All of it was sprinkled on the two young men who were enveloped in it and were stunned at the moment.
A sword.
Kill evil spirits.
The scene fell into a brief silence at first.
Immediately afterwards, people from the Xuanyuan family rushed forward crazily and pulled the two scared warriors back from the edge of the pool.
After checking again, the two people did not suffer any injuries except for their expressions being a little dull.
All eight Xuanyuan tribe members walked up to Song Yingyu.
"Thump thump."
They all knelt down.
He said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Miss Song, for your life-saving grace!"
Song Yingyu!
Song Yingyu stood on the spot in white clothes, slowly put the long sword into the scabbard, and said with a cold expression: "It's okay, let your people pay more attention next time."
Song Buyu also stepped forward in two steps, helped the leader of the Xuanyuan family who was kneeling in front of him, and helped him up: "Mr. Mu, you are already your age and older than me, so don't kneel down to hurt Yingyu."
Xuanyuan Mu stood up from the ground with excitement on his face.
He is now more and more grateful for the decision he made deep in the fog.
Take refuge in Lu Fan.
Although the allies around Lu Fan were not many in number, their strength was not that terrifying.
But compared with the people from the Martial Alliance and the ten major families, they are completely opposite.
Since they join forces, they must help each other.
In the situation just now, if the people next to him were from the top ten families and the Martial Alliance, they would definitely die without saving him.
They wish they could exhaust the Xuanyuan family's power in Ziyue Valley so that they could save themselves the trouble.
How can you save people?
"It seems that everything in this valley is full of weirdness and danger. Before it is absolutely safe, no matter what you see, everyone should not act rashly to avoid a situation like this happening again. No one will take action in time again."
Rescued."
Xuanyuan Mu turned around and warned his tribe.
Hearing this, other people also had a look of fear on their faces.
"Follow me. Without my order, you'd better not touch a single blade of grass here."
Lu Fan also warned and continued walking forward.
It was like a crack in the valley torn by a sharp sword, winding all the way down to the ground. The more people walked, the darker the light around them became, as if they were immersed in an underground world, and a strange atmosphere enveloped everyone.
"When we were in the car before, the Wang family guide said that the sandstorm was caused by the demon being angry and tearing apart the passage between Yin and Yang."
"Then if we go down like this, we are entering the underground, the so-called underworld, right?"
Black Butterfly held Yang Zipei in his arms and said with some worry.
"The underworld?"
Lu Fan closed his lips slightly, and it was hard to tell whether he was scared or worried in his tone.
"If it is really the underworld, maybe we can see those many people who have been away from us for a long time." Jiang He suddenly said.
Lu Fan turned his head and looked at him in surprise.
He knew that when Jiang He was in Nandu, he had fought side by side with Zhao Yuelin for a long time, and the two of them had already accumulated a comradeship that was unmatched by ordinary people.
Zhao Yuelin died at that time, and he and Mu Kang almost died together with the Chen family's thugs.
Lu Fan knew that he wanted to see Zhao Yuelin.
"Yes, if we can really see our dead relatives, even if the next road leads to the underworld, then our trip will be worthwhile..."
Wenren Muxue, who had been walking in the crowd silently, suddenly spoke quietly.
