On the silvery white land, figures shuttle through the snow.
On the hillside, watching the black-armored army disappearing in the distance, Fang Zheng had a bad feeling.
This was the fifth batch of black-armored troops he had encountered.
A small Pinglan County encountered so many black-armored troops one after another.
Maybe, probably, maybe... he couldn't complete his mission.
Wherever he went before, the aura of demons surged into the sky.
Now, the evil spirit is overwhelming.
Fang Zheng stood on the hillside and watched for a while, then his figure moved, disappeared and continued to move forward.
It was just his guess, maybe the leader of the vampire horse thieves had not been killed.
Of course, this is unlikely.
…
Stepping on the snow leaves no trace, heading up into the wind.
On the slope of a barren mountain, Fangzheng's figure appeared again.
Looking at a place in the distance, his face darkened.
There is the vampire horse thief's lair.
But now, the traces of the battle can clearly be seen, and there is still a trace of blood in the air.
Obviously, the vampire horse thief here has long since escaped, or was killed.
Swish——
The figure disappeared on the hillside, and within a few breaths, Fang Zheng arrived in front of a dilapidated building.
White snow fell from the sky again.
Dilapidated buildings show signs of destruction everywhere.
The residual evil spirit here is even stronger.
And this kind of evil spirit is exactly the evil spirit carried by the Black Armored Army.
Obviously, the vampire horse thieves here have been "visited" by the black-armored army.
Stepping into it, his spiritual consciousness swept over it, and Fang Zheng didn't miss every inch.
As soon as it was swept away, his heart went cold.
There are no vampire horse thieves there, not even a bug.
The interior was in a mess, as if it had been trampled by wild bulls.
When locusts pass by, not a single blade of grass will grow.
Everything I could take was taken.
"It's too late after all..."
Looking at the sky, Fang Zheng let out a long sigh.
He doesn't want to fail either...
But all the vampire horse thieves have been killed, so what can he do?
Looking at the ruined building, Fang Zheng refused to give up. The two golden wheels turned, and all the power of his soul exploded. He once again used his spiritual consciousness to explore, and this time, he penetrated inch by inch into the earth.
"Um?"
"wrong!"
Suddenly, Fang Zheng's expression changed and he suddenly turned to one place.
Stepping into the dilapidated building, he quickly came to a destroyed room in the deepest part.
[The hollow ground is covered with a layer of formation, and there is a tunnel hidden inside. 】
The font appeared in his eyes, and Fang Zheng suddenly felt happy.
Authentic...
Could it be that the leader of the vampire horse thieves is hiding in the tunnel?
Or did he escape along the tunnel before the Black Armored Army arrived?
Looking at the ground in front of him, Fang Zheng injected a burst of mana, and a layer of faint light lit up.
Seeing this scene, Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed, powerful magic power was directly released, and he punched the ground.
"boom!"
Divine light overflowed, and the mana-wrapped fist shook the falling white snow around him. The ground cracked, revealing a dark passage.
The intrusion of his spiritual consciousness did not reveal anything unusual, but he did capture a trace of aura.
This is the aura of the leader of the vampire horse thieves.
"Did you really run away from this tunnel?"
Fangzheng's eyes lit up, and his spiritual consciousness increased his efforts to explore. The tunnel was very deep, and the winding passage seemed to have only one entrance, but it extended in all directions.
"No, it's difficult to capture the spiritual consciousness. We have to go down."
Withdrawing his consciousness, Fang Zheng did not jump down in a hurry. He took out a piece of talisman paper, punched it with a burst of mana, and made a secret with one hand. The talisman paper in his hand quickly turned into a human form.
Paperman clone!
Looking at the manifested paper man in human form, Fang Zheng injected a burst of mana into the paper man's clone.
Vitality emerges, a ray of soul attaches to it, and it is no different from a real person.
As soon as the thought came to mind, the paper man clone quickly rushed into the broken entrance and jumped directly.
After waiting for a while, Fang Zheng made a seal with one hand, and a mana covered his whole body before he followed.
——
The tunnel is dark, but it is well built.
It's obviously carefully designed.
Cooperating with the induction of the paper man's clone, Fang Zheng followed him.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.
In case of danger, the paper man's clone will give warning and he can evacuate quickly.
It must be stable!
Who knows what's in this tunnel.
Continuing to fall, Fang Zheng estimated that the current position should be almost ten feet deep from the ground.
Passages extending in all directions appeared, and based on the remaining aura, Fang Zheng remotely commanded the paper man's clone to enter one of the passages.
——
For a moment, deep underground.
In a spacious hall, a square figure appeared.
There was no danger encountered along the way.
Very safe.
It seemed like he was the only one here.
Looking at the palace in front of him, Fang Zheng found it hard to imagine that there was such a place here.
In front of the hall, a tall statue of God stands.
The idol is not a human being, but a demon clan.
"The Great Sage of Heavenly Blood!" Fang Zheng clearly understood the four words from the name carved on the statue.
"The Great Sage of Heavenly Blood?"
"Which demon king is this?"
Looking at the ferocious statue in front of him, a question flashed through Fang Zheng's mind.
After coming back to his senses, he looked at the hall, and as soon as he had an idea, the paper man clone quickly rushed into it.
The power of the soul is attached to the clone, and Fang Zheng can clearly see all angles of the clone.
Entering the hall, there is nothing inside, but there is a door deep in the hall.
The remaining aura also proved that the leader of the vampire horse thieves was inside.
Fang Zheng did not step in rashly, but controlled the paper man's clone and pushed open the stone door.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a roar came from behind the stone gate, and a powerful wave swept across.
The paper man clone was caught off guard and flew several feet away, Fang Zheng was shocked.
The power of the soul was quickly recovered.
"The damn black-armored army has found this place!"
A cold voice sounded, and behind the stone door, a pair of blood-red eyes appeared, followed closely by a tall figure on a horse, wearing a blood-colored robe and a face as white as a dead man.
"It's really here!"
Fang Zheng was delighted. The aura and appearance of this figure were exactly the target of his mission, the leader of the vampire horse thieves.
I didn't hold out hope at first, but at the end, things took a turn for the worse.
The leader of the vampire horse thieves stepped out of the palace step by step, exuding a strong smell of blood.
It was as if he had just come out of a pool of blood.
A pair of terrifying children stared at Fang Zheng.
As soon as he appeared, all the energy and blood in Fang Zheng's body seemed to boil, and his magic power began to circulate, and then he suppressed it.
[A sixth-grade blood-sucking horse thief can practice vampire magic and restrain your energy and blood, and he will be fine. But be careful, there is a ray of true saint-level willpower lurking in his body, so don’t capsize in the gutter.]
"A wisp of true saint-level willpower?"
Fang Zheng glanced at the statue in front of the hall.
Could it be some kind of Heavenly Blood Saint?
At this moment, the leader of the vampire horse thieves also stepped out of the palace and looked at Fang Zheng with cold eyes.
"stop--"
With a wave of his hand, a scarlet bloody light rushed toward Fang Zheng, mixed with a fishy smell that made people sick.
Zizzi~
He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and lightning burst out in his fist. He punched out quickly, and a silver-white lightning struck directly at the incoming blood light.
"boom--"
The two collided, a wave of breath spread out, and the sound of explosion resounded throughout the underground palace.
Both were probing attacks.
Fang Zheng didn't rely too much on it, and used the Five Thunder Spell.
This spell has long been mastered by him.
Coupled with the current cultivation level and magic power, the power is unparalleled!
"You are not a black armored soldier!"
A sharp and harsh sound sounded, and the leader of the vampire horse thieves looked at Fang Zheng.
"Isn't that right? You have to die!"
"Zizzi!"
As soon as he said this, stronger lightning bloomed between his hands.
Condensed into a lightning ball, releasing a terrifying aura.
In one breath, it blasted out quickly.
If he hadn't been afraid of the ray of will power hidden in the blood-sucking horse thief's body, he would have directly killed him at close range.
First hit hard, then force it out.
The King of Heaven cannot stop him here. He will decide the head of the leader of the vampire horse thieves!