695: C695 Thunder Gate

C695 Thunder Gate

Littleflower rolled his eyes at Zhao Xin and said, "Look at how impatient you are. There are more behind you."

The scene changed.

"The Leizen is actually a branch of the Zerg, and the one sleeping in the Thunder God secret realm is the son of the Zerg's Bug King!"

Seeing the last sentence, Zhao Xin couldn't help but suck in a few breaths of cold air.

Zerg?

Was it those disgusting bugs in the galactic war?

Every science fiction novel would have something like that.

"Zerg is also a civilization. It shouldn't be bugs, right?" Zhao Xin shook his head and comforted himself in his heart.

The Zerg in the movie were all good at eating humans.

He did not want to meet those ogres.

However, this clue actually recorded the clues of Extreme Yin Pond, which had completely attracted Zhao Xin's attention.

He searched all over Immortal Realm, but still couldn't find any records about Extreme Yin Pond, including Ouyang Tianjian.

"Since I have found the clues of the Extreme Yin Pond here, I will go down and take a look."

After saying that, Priest Hua continued, "There are a few missions that are suitable for you right now. Do you want to take a look?"

"Yes."

Ding!

Congratulations to the host for triggering the quest to explore the Thundergod secret realm.

Mission Level: S

Mission Reward: Increase one level and obtain one contract talisman.

Mission Failure: Death

Ding!

Congratulations to the host for triggering the mission and obtaining the egg of the Insect King.

Mission Level: S

Mission Reward: Increase one level and obtain three Dominating Stage weapons (randomly sent)

Mission Punishment: Death

Ding!

Congratulations to the host for triggering the mission and unlocking the knot in Di Mengmeng's heart.

Mission Level: SS

Mission Reward: Di Mengmeng's favorability of 100, clues to Di Mengmeng's mysterious background.

Reward: Temporarily unknown

"Damn, what is this last mission?"

The first two quests were still very serious, it had been a long time since the system had been so unrestrained.

"But who cares? It would be such a waste to give away such a cute girl to someone else. I might as well take it myself."

Zhao Xin shamelessly imagined doing some shameful things with Di Mengmeng.

He also accepted the three missions at the same time.

There was no time limit anyway. If he could complete it, he would try his best to complete it.

After putting the token back into the System Space, Zhao Xin looked at the half-recovered Immortal Profound Strength and prepared to leave the room.

"Branches!"

A dull and ancient sound was heard from the door. The few undead walking in the tunnel turned around at the same time and saw a crack on the door. However, there was no other movement. They turned around and drifted in the tunnel.

"Weng!"

A weak Sword-Light flashed by. The seven undead in the tunnel were split into two in an instant. The power of the Law of Death devoured all of them in an instant.

Ding!

Congratulations to the host for killing the Demonic Beast Undead.

Congratulations to the host for obtaining 30,000,000 experience points and 20,000,000 Immortal Profound Strength.

This time, he didn't obtain any more clue fragments. Indeed, there was no one here. Because the Leizen and the Thunder Sect were both branches of the Zerg, it was impossible for humans to appear here.

Without Di Mengmeng's map, Di Mengmeng was no longer by his side. Zhao Xin could only search around aimlessly.

As he walked along the passageway, he encountered undead spirits one after another, but they were all dead souls under his sword.

"Yang Banrong?"

Suddenly, Zhao Xin looked at the dead body in front of him and was surprised.

Although it was beyond recognition, as if he had scratched his face so badly that his real face couldn't be seen clearly, the clothes he was wearing matched perfectly with the crazily leaving Yang Banrong.

"How did she die here?"

Zhao Xin thought in his heart. He squatted down and raised Yang Banrong's head.

The moment he raised his head.

Suddenly!

A sharp blade pierced through Yang Banrong's head and rushed towards Zhao Xin.

The sharp blade whistled through the air and slashed towards ___.

Blood spurted out and splashed onto Zhao Xin's face, blocking the attack.

The Spiritual Sense was instantly activated. He could feel the trajectory of the sharp blade's attack. He drew his sword and blocked it.

"Clang!" Sparks flew in the dark tunnel, and when the blades and spears collided, the powerful force caused Zhao Xin's hand to go numb.

He had just opened his eyes when the attacker with the sharp blade turned around and fled. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the dark tunnel.

Zhao Xin lowered his head and looked at Yang Banrong, who had been blasted into a pile of rotten meat. He shook his head helplessly and chased after the attacker.

That figure and the way he used his weapon were very similar to a person's.

Perhaps, he was a survivor of the Thunder Sect or the Leizen.

After casting the Phantom Step, Zhao Xin followed closely behind the black shadow.

In the darkness, the black shadow's speed was very fast. The Spiritual Sense could only see the rough outline of the shadow. The black shadow was about half his height, but there was a pair of wings on his back.

Suddenly.

Zhao Xin, who was following closely behind the black shadow, suddenly stepped on empty air. Unknowingly, this part of the road had disappeared.

A strong pulling force hit him. Zhao Xin, who was in the air, was pulled down before he could react.

"Argh!"

Zhao Xin's loud shout came from the darkness.

Zhao Xin's body fell down quickly. He frowned, and the Immortal Profound Strength in his body gushed out. Both of his palms were firmly pressed against the stone walls on both sides.

A burning pain came from his palm, and his falling speed suddenly decreased.

A strong pulling force came from the endless darkness below, and it was still dragging his body with all its might.

At this moment.

Above the trap, a short figure saw Zhao Xin fall into the trap and press down on a rock. A thick layer of floor appeared at the entrance of the trap and covered the trap.

Below the trap.

Zhao Xin held on tightly. The Immortal Profound Strength sprayed out and canceled out the pulling force. He began to climb upwards.

"Damn it, you actually lured me into a trap! Don't wait for me to get out, or else I'll teach you a lesson!"

Zhao Xin cursed.

"Hualala!"

Suddenly, the sound of flowing water could be heard from the pitch black trap. Zhao Xin looked up and saw that the water was flowing down along the stone wall.

"Not good!"

As the water flowed, both of his palms became extremely smooth. Unable to grab onto the stone wall, his body fell once again.

"Ah - - - how f * cking unlucky!"

Looking at the sharp barbs in front of him, Zhao Xin swallowed a mouthful of saliva to ease his nervousness.

If he had not pulled out the Asura Sword in the nick of time and cut a few holes on the surrounding stone walls to support his body, he would have become a corpse by now.

The powerful pulling force was still dragging Zhao Xin.

Looking at the fist-sized holes on the barbs in front of him, he really didn't understand.

"There are no fluctuations from the formation, and there is no reaction from the Profound Qi either. There must be a space underneath."

If not, it would be impossible for such a strong pulling force to appear. It was not some special technique, but a force of wind that was formed through the accumulation of space.

Zhao Xin resisted the strong pulling force at the same time. At the same time, he struggled to free a hand to summon the Silver Dragon Blade.0

"* Weng * The spear light flashed, and the barbs were instantly flattened.

He stood up safely and looked at the stone wall under his feet.

"Silver Dragon Dance!"

Bang!

Rumble -

Boom!

Rubble flew in all directions, and the stone platform under his feet shattered. The strong pulling force disappeared, and the Immortal Profound Strength burst forth. Zhao Xin slowly landed on the ground below.

Zhao Xin landed in a broken hall. However, the moment he landed, countless realizations instantly landed on his body.

In an instant.

Zhao Xin felt awkward.

Looking at the Demonic Beast Undead gathering around him, Zhao Xin felt like dying at this moment.

Damn it, he had fallen into the den of thieves. He had fallen into the den of thieves.

[Zhengwen]

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