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Chapter 67
With such a high profile, Zhao Shanhe subdued all the law enforcement teams, death squads and even the common people in the distance to the ground.

Those high-level people who have been hiding behind still haven't shown up, but it's useless to show up.To them, it was nothing more than self-inflicted humiliation. Xu Ming and Zhao Shanhe walked out side by side, and the crowd who had always bowed to the ground and dared not move moved out of the way with a clatter.

Among these people, Xu Ming saw the middle-aged man who arrested him at a glance.He who was majestic in front of him before, now in front of the real Nascent Soul stage monk Zhao Shanhe, he can only obediently bury his head in his stomach.He was afraid that Xu Ming would settle accounts with the autumn harvest, so he, who was on the ground, kept watching Xu Ming and Xu Ming's movements from the corner of his eyes.

But maybe Murphy's Law was at work in the dark, and Xu Ming was walking in his direction in his peripheral vision.

"It's over, this little bastard really wants to avenge the previous one."

As soon as I thought of this, I naturally felt cold sweat running down my back.A wind blowing from nowhere made him tremble uncontrollably.

"Hey, what about you?"

The man was clever all over, and he raised his head and met Xu Minglai's eyes.

"If you have something to say, please say it, if you have something to say, please say it."

"Bring Xue Feng and Xiao Gang from Team No. 13 to see me."

"Yes, yes. I'll go right away."

After hearing this, the man quickly stood up and disappeared in front of the two of them like flying.

Zhao Shanhe shook his head involuntarily as he watched the figure disappearing quickly.

The two of them walked towards the entrance of the dungeon all the way, as if they had entered the land of no one.Although Zhao Shanhe had tried his best to suppress the coercion, it still made the ordinary people around him tremble with fear.Although he knew that there were many secrets hidden in this world, to him, a monk from the Bloodline Merchant Guild, these so-called secrets were nothing more than useless.

What he really cared about was Xu Ming beside him and the Burning Blood Bloodline on his body.

So he didn't care about everything in the dungeon.He also didn't pay attention to these natives who were like mayflies.

When the two arrived at the entrance of the dungeon, Xue Feng and Xiao Gang had already been waiting for a long time.Although they were taken away by the law enforcement team, they still heard some rumors on the way here.After seeing the stranger next to Xu Ming, the two of them understood.

Xue Feng's eyes were full of complicated emotions, he had more or less guessed the secret about Xu Ming before.Knowing that this dungeon base was not his final destination after all, Xue Feng vaguely guessed the connection between him and the monks outside the territory after the combat uniform melted down.

Afterwards, he witnessed the only-sighted fight between him and Song Qingfeng, so he tried his best to pull him into the No. 13 team.

Xiaogang on the side was not as deep as Xuefeng. When he saw Xu Ming approaching, he had already stepped forward and punched him hard on the left shoulder.

"You boy really didn't disappoint me."

Xu Ming rubbed his shoulders, smiled and looked at the real man in front of him who was full of joy and anger.

The brotherhood established in the last days is the most precious.

The three of them chatted for a while, and Xu Ming handed the two mutton-fat jade bottles to their hands respectively.What was inside was the best healing elixir. Although Xu Ming didn't know him at first, Zhao Shanhe was there, so it wouldn't be a problem.

"I, Xu Ming, hereby swear that if you dare to harm my two brothers, I will crush you to ashes when I return."

For a moment, the sound was like thunder, spreading to every corner of the dungeon in an instant.

Similarly, those high-level people who have been hiding in the dark and dare not show their faces can also hear clearly.

With the departure of Xu Ming and Zhao Shanhe, the dungeon base seemed to have returned to its previous calm.But people with delicate minds know that it is just the appearance. Fear has been planted in everyone's heart as a seed, and it is only waiting to germinate slowly and swallow it up one day.

Xu Ming, who returned to the ground, felt that the three days passed quickly.In a blink of an eye, it was time to leave the homeland that had raised them for more than 20 years. The two came to the cave that was discovered by Team Zero. Few people came here on weekdays, so the weeds had already grown.

Looking at the cave with strange fluctuations in front of him, Xu Ming couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.A feeling of imminent disaster came to my heart instantly, but Xu Ming didn't know why.

Zhao Shanhe calculated the time and turned around.

"Let's go, we can't delay any longer."

Xu Ming nodded solemnly, and walked into the cave together with Zhao Shanhe.

He never looked back from beginning to end, because he was afraid that if he did, he would really not be able to leave.

As soon as the two of them entered the cave, they suddenly felt that the suction increased greatly, and there was also a force behind them pushing the two of them forward.The cave seemed to have no end, and the entrance behind them was also shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. Halfway through the journey, Xu Ming suddenly remembered a terrible thing.

"I'm going, I didn't bring a power bank!!!"

What treasure?

Zhao Shanhe, who was all on guard, didn't understand the new word in Xu Ming's mouth at all.

But only Xu Ming knew how important that old mobile phone in his trouser pocket was to him.

But before Xu Ming explained to Zhao Shanhe what the power bank was, the suction in the cave suddenly increased.

"Be careful, the exit is coming."

Zhao Shanhe, who had been here once, naturally knew what the increased suction in the cave meant, and the increasingly rich innate spiritual energy made Xu Ming on the side not care about the power bank, and stared straight ahead with all his attention.

Because the spot of light in his sight has become bigger and bigger.

However, on the other side of the cave, a black-haired middle-aged man who was already in the middle of the Nascent Soul stage had been waiting for a long time.

This person carried a long sword like ink on his back, and his hair was tied in a bun on his head casually.But the tyrannical aura makes those monks dare not approach him. This person is the contemporary sword master of the Qi Family Sword Tomb in the Cultivation Alliance, Qi Yuan.

The long sword behind him is called Chunyang, and it is the pinnacle of sword making in Qi Family Sword Tomb in the past ten years.

For several days Qi Yuan guarded the entrance of this cave, just waiting for the prey to fall into the net.Of course, although he doesn't like this way of waiting, but this is the order of the Cultivation Alliance.Of course he didn't dare to say anything more.

The cave was originally calm and fluctuating like water, but suddenly changed and then became chaotic patterns.

Qi Yuan, who was facing him cross-legged, got up as expected, and the Chunyang sword behind his back fell into his hand with a buzz.The reckless sword energy spread around, which made those monks who didn't dare to approach even more retreat.

But everyone was on alert at this moment, although they didn't feel the fluctuations in the cave.But seeing that Qi Yuan was already on guard with his sword, these monks who defended his position also did not dare to be careless.

Suddenly, I saw a black shadow rushing out of the cave, making a gesture to sweep away into the distance.

Before the monks around could react, Qi Yuan's sword had already been drawn out in an instant.

open day! !

Jian Guang looked across the north and south like a horse, and completely blocked the escape route of the black shadow in a blink of an eye.

Under the urging of the sword energy, the sword light slashed at the black shadow with lightning speed.

The sound of irons intersecting and the bursting fire sparked in the air in an instant, and the black shadow stabbed by the sword also fell down the mountain stream like a meteor.

Puffs of smoke and dust were stirred up, and Qi Yuan frowned and walked towards the mountain stream.

(End of this chapter)