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Chapter 347 Worry, Worry!

Inside the dark stone platform, a dark fire shone brightly, and the red flames set off the young man's pretty face.

"This damn bad luck, why do you always run to such a dark place..." A low murmur came from Yun Hao's mouth, and his head looked around, as if he was looking for something

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"It's strange. Although the stone platform looks very big from the outside, it is absolutely impossible to reach this level. Why didn't I find the exit after walking for a long time?" As I looked around, Yun Hao remembered the ghost in the ring.

Xiangtian, but Gui Xiangtian had not had time to wake up because he used his soul power too much last time, which made Yun Hao feel a little depressed. It seems that finding some medicinal materials to enhance or restore the soul after going out has become the top priority.

With his palm stretched into the ring, Yun Hao took out the small bottle, and the misty gas inside the small bottle was surging like it was about to explode.

"It seems that this place is very close to Haoran's righteousness. Since they have not come in and I can't go out, I'd better go down and take a look first." After calming down his mind, Yun Hao began to walk towards the center of the stone platform.

go.

Although the interior of the stone platform is dark, the internal structure is extremely neat. One piece of celadon tiles next to another cover the ground and extends far to an invisible place in the distance.

The surroundings are walls polished by rocks. The luster on the walls has long disappeared, leaving behind a thick layer of dust. Yun Hao's fingers gently brushed by, and under the dust is the delicate rock surface exposed.

"Tsk tsk, it's such a magical craft..." Yun Hao couldn't help but exclaim.

After walking for a while, Yun Hao stopped and a strange look appeared on his face. He had already mastered the size of the stone platform before, but now he was far away.

It's beyond that length.

His dark eyes looked deep at the dark void in front of him. Yun Hao took a deep breath, and the flame fighting spirit on his palm lit up a little again, covering the surrounding five meters in his sight.

The inside of the stone platform seemed a little strange. Yun Hao turned his head and looked at the ground walking behind him. The expression on his face changed and seemed to be thinking about something.

I don’t know how long I have been standing here, but Yun Hao’s eyelashes trembled. He turned his head and looked forward, turned his head again to look behind him, and suddenly realized that the passage actually extended toward the ground.

The passage here is not like the place where the holy water is located, and the steep road leads straight down, but extends beyond the ground in a strange spiral shape. The curvature is not visible even with Yun Hao's eyes.

There is nothing wrong with it.

If it weren't for the help of Yunmeng's mood, he would probably still be unable to recognize this channel at this time.

"The mysterious spring water flows from the ground. It seems that the spring water does have some practice with Haoran's righteous energy. Otherwise, the spring water will not be able to carry the purification power of righteous energy."

Inferring that he had not taken the wrong path, Yun Hao's stopped figure flashed again and began to sweep quickly below the passage.

Darkness, darkness... The boundless darkness seems to be repeating continuously. This single environment makes Yun Hao feel a little irritable and slowly rise.

Bang...

A crisp sound suddenly spread in this space. Yun Hao's body stopped and stopped. He turned around, and the flames flashed again on his fingers, and a glass bottle kept shaking on the ground.

It was the invisible aura that Yun Hao accepted in the ring.

"This guy actually broke free from the shackles of the power of my shackle space?" Yun Hao was really surprised. You should know that the shackles are all first-class forging masters on the mainland. Their status and those who are being shackles are all top-notch masters on the mainland.

The extremely respected alchemists are all at the same level. Even the powerful space power may not be able to break free from the sword masters. Unexpectedly, an invisible aura that is completely unconscious can do it.

"Bang!" The harsh sound rang again, and then countless silver spots of light were scattered on the ground under the illumination of fire, making a series of jingling sounds.

A nearly invisible ball of air fluctuated for a moment, and then it rushed towards the passage like a meteor.

Yun Hao was slightly surprised. The bottle with invisible aura was actually broken by it. It seemed that the righteousness of Haoran was quite close to this place.

After throwing out the messy thoughts in his mind, Yun Hao's figure also accelerated suddenly and rushed towards the deepest part of the passage.

As Yun Hao continued to deepen, he could also feel that the air around him seemed to be heavier, and even his proud speed seemed to be greatly restricted and unable to exert all his strength.

"Are you approaching the original power of Haoran's righteousness?" Yun Haotian's chapped lips, and his toes suddenly hit the ground again. His almost-stop figure accelerated again and rushed towards the depths.

This journey lasted for two minutes again. Just when Yun Hao felt exhausted, a bright light suddenly flashed in the space ahead.

It is actually inaccurate to say that it is a light, but the faint light flashing in the boundless darkness is enough to make Yun Hao ecstatic. If he had not had superhuman perseverance for such a long time in this monotonous environment

Yun Hao was probably going to collapse long ago.

Seeing the faint light, Yun Hao also felt his spirit shocked, and his speed was much happier without realizing it.

The light in front was getting closer and closer. Yun Hao's body jumped violently with all his strength, and his body jumped into the light.

The sudden light made Yun Hao cover his eyes quickly. His muscles were tense on his body, and his ears were trembling slightly at this time. He had experienced death and life-and-death battles, and he had already started to slow down.

To adapt to this kind of life, he is ready to fight no matter when and where.

There was a silence in the surrounding space, without footsteps, without speaking, and without the silence of the Douqibang.

His palm slowly retreated and let the lights shoot into his eyes. Yun Hao stood up with a slight squint, and the surrounding scenery was taken into consideration.

A small square room, on the top of the room, a gem flashing with a bright color emitted a faint white light. The light I saw outside was released by this guy.

After a week of sight, the objects in the small room were also very single. A large statue with a smile appeared, there were no decorations here.

The walls here have been painted, and a layer of golden gold foil is pasted on the paint surface. Yun Hao laughed twice and took back his hand that he wanted to tear off the gold foil. He suddenly realized that he was no longer missing.

The problem that he likes to pick up when he sees cheapness has become a habit in his life.

The small room was clean and tidy, and the walls were spotless, which made Yun Hao feel strange. The only entrance and exit here was where Yun Hao came. Could it be that Haoran’s righteousness was here?

But apart from that statue, there seems to be nothing unusual here...

Yun Hao's face showed a look of distress, and suddenly a flash of inspiration, and he turned his gaze to the statue.

"I wonder if the statue here will move?" Yun Hao touched his chin and thought to himself.

After thinking for a while, Yun Hao shook his head and murmured: "No matter whether he will move, let's see if there is anything special about this statue."

Yun Hao, who had no clue at all, jumped up to the statue's arrow and began to jump up and down to check the statue.

The statue carved a strong middle-aged man with his hair scattered on his shoulders, and his two bright big eyes seemed to exude a certain powerful aura.

"This life must not be simple." Yun Hao quickly commented on the owner of the statue in his heart, but he still found nothing about Haoran's righteousness.

Helplessly, he could only sit on the ground dejectedly, thinking about the next countermeasure: "Am I rushing back like this?"

This idea just came out and was directly eliminated by Master Yun. He didn't want to experience the gloomy and dark environment in a short time, but he just stayed here and waited for the morning.

Old are they here?

So what if Chen Lao and the others fail and escape, what if the handsome green-faced guy comes over?

Yun Hao was very melancholy, and he couldn't help but think of the famous poem: "I ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a group of eunuchs going to a brothel..."


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