4753: C4753 Empty Space Bullshit

C4753 Empty Space Bullshit

Not only did he not have the slightest bit of sympathy or respect for the disciple, he even kicked the disciple's corpse, causing him to roll out of the Formation. Half of his body disappeared into the darkness.0

"Damn it, this is all bad luck. No wonder I didn't get any treasures. Just wandering around in this blind spot..." He spat out in dissatisfaction, but his mouth continued to speak. He was crazily complaining, and there was already a trace of exhaustion and madness in his eyes.

" I finally saw it clearly. It was this unlucky fellow that disturbed my luck. If it wasn't for him, I would have been able to make a meteoric rise by now, and I would still be wasting my time here... "

That disciple who spoke with an indifferent tone simply covered his ears with his back facing that irritable older brother. He looked towards that green-clothed disciple. He admitted that he was still a rational person. It was not to the extent that he would be like that irritable older brother who was thinking about treasures wholeheartedly. He was a person who cherished his life.

The spirit of Imperial Tomb had also said that the first floor was full of wandering souls. It was the first time they had seen the two wisps of green and blue ghost flames. Perhaps they were one of the special existences. If they were killed... Perhaps they would be able to obtain the qualifications to enter the next level.

However, when he turned his head, he was instantly stunned on the spot. His stomach was filled with words and he was unable to speak. As for the green-clothed disciple, he collapsed onto the ground. There was no light in his eyes, only despair.

That irritable elder brother saw that the other two did not speak and also felt that something was wrong. He turned around and cursed, "Why are you two not letting go of each other?"

He looked at the despair on the green-clothed disciple's face, and the solemnity in the yellow-clothed disciple's eyes. The originally ferocious expression on his face became even uglier.

The blood-stained sword was grabbed in his hand, and he pulled out the sword at his waist. As a double-swordsman, he looked left and right at the situation around him. He kept feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. He could only stare at his eyes in vain.

"It's gone..." The yellow-clothed disciple recovered his senses and slowly stood up. He pulled out the sword on his waist and said, "That blue-green ghost flame is gone."

The irritable older brother finally reacted. His pair of tiger eyes suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the green-clothed disciple. Indeed, the blue-green ghost flame that had been standing still in the distance had already disappeared.

His originally nervous nerves were on the verge of exploding. His eyes were constantly looking around, and cold sweat was dripping down his clothes. He could become the second person to collapse at any moment.

In the darkness, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded. It was unclear what it was saying, and it made the green-clothed disciple who was lying on the ground stand up in fear. He pricked up his ears to listen.

The other party did not seem like a wandering soul. Although his voice was vague, it was not ethereal. He could still clearly hear a few words, "It's not that... it can be said to be... Quick..."

The three of them slowly leaned against each other. Their backs were facing their backs, and the sword in their hands was trembling slightly. In their minds, they were repeatedly repeating a few vague words.

What did that mean? They simultaneously thought of what the other party meant, what could, what could not, what exactly was in the darkness?

However, in the endless darkness, no one dared to ask questions. No one dared to take the initiative to take a step forward to investigate the answer. They could only stare with their eyes wide open and wait patiently.

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