From Leng Palace Princess Gou Cheng Martial Dao Supreme

Chapter 165 The Resurgence of the Ancient One (Subscribe)
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The huge turmoil caused by the Wenhui subsided slowly, and as for the subsequent changes, it would take years or even decades before the results could be seen slowly.

in Yizhou.

On the border between Daxia and Nanyue, on Buzhou Mountain in the center of Nanting Lake.

The gray mist slowly dispersed, revealing several figures inside.

Back pain, back pain.

Ke Xing, who was as short and round as a ball, reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, threw away the hammer in his hand, and collapsed to the ground with a "plop".

"Oh...my little waist!"

he howled.

For three days and three nights, the wind and the sun and the rain.

Coupled with the almost non-stop work, it is his half-step martial arts master's cultivation base.

At this moment, I also feel that my whole body is sore and painful.

The two brothers Ke Chen and Ke Xing, whose cultivation base is more domineering, are like this.

Compared with the three elders of the Witch God Sect who were worse than the two, it was naturally even more unbearable.

Ke Xing barely stood up.

Staggering to the front of the three, the three old guys are now sleeping soundly, snoring loudly.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

One person gave a kick, and the fat man cursed loudly:

"Si Zhu Luo, I have been asleep for two full hours. The pigs raised in the countryside are not as lazy as you. Go and get up and do some work for me!"

"Who are you doing!"

The Great Elder clicked his mouth, rubbed his eyes, and looked around.

In the early hours of the morning the sun was not yet visible.

But there is already a little halo in the sky, with a strange blood color.

A cold wind blows.

Seeing the hammer planted on the ground not far away, he shivered and quickly regained consciousness.

"The fat man who disturbs people's dreams!"

The Great Elder cursed in a low voice, woke up his two juniors, and came to the deep pit.

The martial arts master is already very human.

In the past three days, with the joint efforts of the five people, a wellhead with a depth of tens of meters has been smashed down on the top of Buzhou Mountain.

Exercising lightness kung fu, he jumped down from the top with the tool.

In the damp and stuffy deepest part of the cave, the three of them met Ke Chen, a tall and thin man who was also the strongest among the five.

He was tall, nearly two meters tall, but he didn't have much flesh on his body, like a thick skeleton, leaving behind the three of the Witch God Sect.

"Snapped!"

It fell to the ground, and the water splashed down.

An oil lamp hung on the wall, the flame was like beans, shaking endlessly.

"I always feel that this place is weird and very evil."

The second elder said in a low voice.

The liquid under his feet was viscous and pungent, like the blood of some kind of creature, and the surrounding walls were not stone, but were constantly wriggling.

Several people appeared here, as if appearing in the body of some monster.

Even though he was so bold, he also felt a wave of evil running up his spine at this moment.

"Or we'd better go..."

The third elder looked very scared, and his body was trembling constantly.

"Go? That's not okay!"

The Great Elder also noticed that there was something strange in the surrounding environment, but the matter has been done now, so there is no reason to give up halfway.

"Even if we can leave now, what should we do in the future... How long can we live? Can those Jin Yiwei who are getting stronger and stronger let us go?"

No one objected anymore, and the deep cave became quiet.

"Ke Chen!"

The great elder said to the back in front of him, "Don't you want to go up with your junior brother to have a rest?"

"No need..."

Tired and vicissitudes of life, but with a trace of strange voice came from the back in front of him.

"I've found the eye of the array!"

"what!"

The joy came so suddenly that the three of them ignored the current weird environment.

"Then...now?"

The Great Elder was so excited that he couldn't help but want to look forward.

But right now.

The third elder stretched out his hand and pulled him back.

"Brother, be careful!" He could feel the trembling of the palm holding him, and the fear was palpable, "There's something wrong with that guy!"

"What's wrong?"

The first elder was stunned, and looked in the direction of the third elder's finger.

On Ke Chen's back, in the white Taoist robe, countless sharp protrusions suddenly burst out, and then quickly retracted.

It looks like some monster is about to get out of it.

"This…"

The great elder twitched his wrinkled face, and after a long time, he shook his head severely.

"What the hell is this!?"

"Big brother!"

The third elder looked at him, his eyes were red with uncontrollable fear.

"Let's get out of here first, and we'll talk about the rest later!"

The Great Elder is a straightforward person.

Now that he has made a decision, he will immediately take his two juniors and leave along the wall.

"Why did you leave... Isn't this what you have always wanted to pursue?"

The strange voice came from the tall figure again.

With a little sarcasm.

And at this time, the Great Elder finally discovered what was wrong with the voice.

The voice seemed to be coming from behind...

"Snapped!"

No longer hesitate.

Stepping on the wall, they quickly came to the top of the cave, but at this moment, a hazy formation appeared above the heads of several people.

"laugh!"

With a flash of blood, several people fell back again.

The three of them looked at each other, and each could see the fear in their eyes.

The exit of the cave was blocked.

"Damn it!" The Great Elder seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help cursing angrily at this moment: "The formation above must have been done secretly by that fat man Ke Chen!"

"Then what should we do now?"

"Pooh!"

The Great Elder pulled out a short knife from his pocket, spit on the bottom of his feet, stepped on it, and crushed it repeatedly.

With a ferocious face, he said viciously, "Fight with them!"

Holding a dagger in his hand, he tiptoed forward.

Ke Chen's tall figure remained motionless, and in the blink of an eye, the Great Elder was less than three feet away from him.

With just a swipe of the dagger, he can easily take his head.

"Stab!"

The sound of cloth being torn was heard.

It was Ke Chen's Taoist robe being torn apart by constantly wriggling tentacles, and at this moment, the three members of the Witch God Sect finally saw the scenery under Ke Chen's clothes.

His skin was already covered with dense scales.

And in the gaps of the scales, countless tiny tentacles are growing and entangled together.

They grow so fast that they quickly become like grass.

On the top of these blades of grass, eyes opened one after another, either fanatical, empty, or pity, but they all looked at him motionless.

"Gudong!"

What an evil scene, the Great Elder has never seen it in his 70 years.

He only felt a huge fear explode in his heart, so that his crotch emitted a faint fishy smell.

(End of this chapter)