Ten Thousand Year Zombie Formation
What was reality?
This was reality!
Whether it was his previous life or another world, the human heart was the same.
However …
Long Fei had also seen through it, so he didn't find it strange.
Gui Qingshan still wanted to say something, but Long Fei pulled him back and said: "Different paths, different plans. If you don't want to follow me, I won't force you."
"After all, I told you that I can't decide your fate."
For something like this to happen at this critical juncture, Long Fei's heart ached a little.
After all, they were all brothers who had fought in the same trench.
Everyone had their own ambitions, so he didn't force them.
Finished.
Long Fei walked towards the depths of the Mysterious Moon Secret Realm.
However, the Transformer was not happy, and said: "Boss, you're letting them go just like that? Who gave them the True Martial Realm? Who is it that they can live? "
"This group of white-eyed wolves, let them go just like that?"
He was truly unhappy.
Xiao Die, skinny monkey, and big guy were all very unhappy.
It was Long Fei who had allowed them to soar into the sky.
It was also Long Fei who had allowed them to escape this calamity.
Now was the time when Long Fei needed people, but they had left. What was this called?
Adding insult to injury!
Gui Qingshan's expression was ugly. The hundred True Martial Realm experts were all his subordinates, but now … All of them had betrayed him.
His old face looked as if it had been slapped hard in the face a few times.
It was hard.
He couldn't even raise his head to look at Long Fei now.
Long Fei smiled faintly, and said: "It doesn't matter, it's good to be able to recognize some people, and with fewer people, we can also relax a little."
"Uncle Gui, don't blame yourself."
"This has nothing to do with you!"
"Alright!"
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's think about how to get through." The sadness in Long Fei's heart only lasted for half a minute before he quickly recovered.
Yi Liuxian asked: "Are you sure we can go through?"
Yi Yourong also said: "Master …" After pausing for a moment, she immediately changed her words: "She said that it might be the tomb of the Nether Clan's number one war god."
"It would be great if it really was the Abyss Dragon's tomb."
"Long Fei, you have Nether power, the ancient inheritance of the Nether Tribe. If it is the Nether Dragon's Tomb, then you will help us."
The Nether Dragon, the number one War God of the Nether Race!
Very strong!
He was a super pinnacle expert who could once be ranked in the top ten of the Hong Meng Heaven List.
If he could fuse with the power of the Nether Dragon, then it would not be too difficult to deal with the golden-armored elder.
However!
Long Fei said faintly, "If it really is the Abyss Dragon's mausoleum, the consequences will be even worse."
"Huh?"
Yi Liuxian was taken aback and asked, "What do you mean?"
Long Fei said, "I don't know, but I have a bad feeling about it. I think it's a trap inside, and it might be a trap set by the Abyss Dragon."
"However!"
"Now, we have no other choice. Although the entrance to the Mystic Moon Secret Zone has been destroyed, it is not difficult for the golden-armored guard to open up the entrance again. It will just take some time."
"Our top priority now!"
"We need to pass through the secret realm as soon as possible."
"Before they can even react!"
If Long Fei and the others entered the secret realm to create a false impression for the golden-armored elder, they would think that they were hiding inside the secret realm. This way, the golden-armored elder would not be in a hurry to make a move.
As for Long Fei and the others, they would quickly pass through the secret realm and come out from the other side of the Mystic Moon Mountain Range. By the time the golden-armored elder entered the secret realm, they might have already reached the Demons!
At this moment.
Tang Renjie's nose twitched slightly, his body tensed up, and he immediately said: "There's a dangerous aura … Netherworld Aura!"
"Roar!"
A huge body covered in netherworld flames pounced over with the aura of a fierce beast.
Yi Liuxian's eyes tensed up, "Netherworld Qilin?"
"Is there really a divine beast like the Qilin in this world?"
The Transformer's eyes were filled with anger, its three heads and six arms moved, the rod in its hand suddenly turned into a fiery red, and it was about to smash it.
"Wait!"
Long Fei stopped the Transformer.
At this time.
The Netherworld Qilin immediately pounced to Long Fei's side, supporting itself on Long Fei's thigh, it rolled around him and said with all its might: "Boss, you're finally here. It's been so long, I thought you had already forgotten about me."
Everyone was shocked and a little dumbfounded.
Only Yi Yourong knew what was going on.
Long Fei smiled slightly: "I've been too busy recently, so I didn't have time to come in. How is it? How are you doing with the things I asked you to do? "
You Ming immediately looked at Long Fei with a serious expression and said: "I've investigated it thoroughly. The next level is a secret space, and it's filled with evil creatures."
"Although it carries the Netherworld Aura, I can guarantee that it is not a demonic beast from the Nether Clan."
"There is an extremely powerful force in that secret space. I don't dare to get too close. That force is too powerful. I have never seen such a powerful force before."
Long Fei nodded slightly, and thought to himself: "That should be the place where the coffin is placed."
"I just don't know … The one lying inside the coffin is a human or a demon, a god or a ghost."
The Netherworld Qilin said, "That secret space is very special, boss … You must not go in, you will be immediately devoured once you enter."
"Moreover …"
"Moreover …"
Long Fei asked: "And what?"
The Netherworld Qilin muttered for a long time, then replied, "Nothing."
He wasn't sure either.
Because!
He had heard a dragon's roar coming from the secret space. It was impossible for there to be a dragon's roar. The Netherworld Dragon was just a name, he was not a dragon.
So even if it was the coffin of the Netherworld Dragon, it was impossible for it to be the sound of a dragon's roar.
The Netherworld Qilin felt that the secret space was too strange.
Long Fei said: "No matter what it is, even if it's the Nine Floor Demon Tower, I have to go through the eighteen levels of hell."
Then.
Long Fei and the rest walked into the hall.
With the Netherworld Qilin leading the way, they quickly entered the first floor, which was also the place where Long Fei had dropped the zombie core.
A long corridor suspended in the air.
At the deepest part of the corridor was a black entrance.
The entrance was like a small whirlpool, constantly spinning.
An evil aura was constantly being emitted from inside.
According to the Netherworld Qilin's description, there was still one more level to reach the place where the coffin was placed. The lower level should be densely packed with those ten thousand year old zombies.
Long Fei briefly explained the weaknesses of those ten thousand year old zombies.
Following that.
Long Fei walked to the entrance of the secret realm and moved his power. "Rumble!"
Just like before, he directly destroyed the entrance of the secret realm.
It wasn't that he didn't believe in Gui Qingshan's people, but they were currently in a situation where there were wolves in front of them and tigers behind them.
The moment he destroyed the entrance, the suspended corridor started to crack.
Piece by piece, it fell into a dark abyss.
Long Fei immediately said: "Quickly go in, quickly!"
Everyone's faces tensed up, but they didn't stop and quickly rushed to the next level.
The Netherworld Qilin didn't have time to remind him.
When everyone entered the next level, they immediately set up a defensive formation.
Their auras instantly awakened all the evil creatures in the secret realm. Green eyes that looked like will-o '-the-wisps opened.
Ten Thousand Year Zombie Formation.
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