Chapter 383 The Last Battle

Entering the bottom of the dungeon, Feng Junyang's restless heart just now gradually calmed down. He has made the determination to die, so now in the "hell" where there is no way out, his heart is more calm. Under the dark, it is the best reflection of a person's inner world, and it is also a time when evil and desire are reckless. Those vampires who are ready to move have long been unable to hold back their ecstasy and are manic in the cold basement.

"Open the mechanism to bliss!"

"We want to live forever!"

"Elong with the sky!"

“......”

This is a group of crazy people with endless desires. This is a group of inhuman and unscrupulous monsters. Feng Junyang saw Feng Wenbai and Ren Fang. In the crowd, like other vampires, their eyes were full of greedy eyes. He knew that that man was no longer his father, and the man who was called his father had died in the courtyard of the Feng family, leaving some happy and sweet memories to warm his remaining heart.

And Mingzhu completely forgot her vow with Feng Junyang just now. In this basement, except for the " supreme king", Mingzhu is the most powerful vampire. Feng Junyang thought helplessly that everything has his nature. Mingzhu is just showing her nature. She is a vampire and the most fanatical blood clan. He He is a mortal. How can he impress a vampire to live with him in the world?

What's more, when you get here, life and death are clear, and no one can get out alive.

He knows that even if the secrets left by the ancestors are ineffective, the closed dungeons, where no one can enter and no one can go out, will be the final tomb of this group of vampires.

They will not get blood, which is a fatal injury as vampires.

Feng Junyang knows that in the absence of blood, he and Mr. Butterfly will eventually be fully exposed and become temporary food for these vampires.

"Can we start?" Wang urged, "There are many dreams at night. That group of annoying werewolves and a group of vulgar people are approaching here!"

Feng Junyang knew that Yan An and Ma Ben were coming.

They can't get close, he can't hurt any friend he left in the world, any innocent person.

He wants them to solve everything here before they arrive at Jinmei Villa.

What will happen in the future is left for them to comment and remember...

"It's time to start." Feng Junyang said calmly, "I need your help."

He sent a message for help from Mr. Butterfly: "The organ is too heavy. I'm afraid I'll make a mistake."

Mr. Butterfly went out and stood beside Feng Junyang. The rest of the people didn't say anything and waited for the miracle moment to appear.

"What will it look like?"

Bingzhu couldn't help asking.

"There will be a golden light in front of us, and there will be a bright road here, and then there will be a bright road, like the sun shining, and we will no longer be afraid of the sun... That passage is the passage to Bliss." Feng Junyang said with longing, in fact, he was just perfunctory. What it looks like will be clear in a moment.

He said, groping for the pattern on the wall in the dark. He touched a depression and remembered the formula on the calligraphy and painting: starting from the sunken, one to the right, two to the left, and three to the top five...

"Stay close to me." He whispered to Mr. Butterfly.

Then slowly stepped out. In the third step, there was a strange feeling under his feet. The slate was different from other places. He took a step to the right according to the formula. The moment he stepped down, he was afraid of any strange changes. Fortunately, the dungeon was quiet and nothing big happened.

Then, he took dozens of steps forward according to the formula. The ghosts saw the "wary" pace of the two in the dark, which was so strange. They also understood that the dungeon was indeed dense. If they didn't pay attention, they would touch the mechanism and fall in a different place.

Walking to a stone pillar, Feng Junyang motioned Mr. Butterfly to walk over.

Mr. Butterfly obediently walked over. As soon as he touched the stone pillar, his whole body seemed to be attracted by magnetism. Before he could react, the magical power in the stone pillar sucked him in!

The stone pillar is empty! It can only accommodate one person, and it is so crowded that it can't move!

"What's going on? What are you going to do?" Mr. Butterfly is stuck in it, and the only place where he can move freely is his mouth.

"Friend, you live well for me, live, tell the world all the truth, and tell them that Feng Junyang is not a vampire at all, not a conscienceless dog..." Feng Junyang whispered. He was not afraid that this sentence would be heard by Wang and other vampires, because he had pressed it at this time. The mechanism on the stone pillar.

There was a roar in Mr. Butterfly's ear. He wanted to stretch out his hand and pull Feng Junyang in, but his hands and feet could not move. Feng Junyang's words made him understand in an instant that his position was the safest place in the dungeon.

He heard Feng Junyang's determination to die, and he would be buried here with all the vampires.

All kinds of tastes surged into his heart, and Mr. Butterfly couldn't describe his grief. He didn't have time to call him. After the roar sounded, it was like flying in the sky. In an instant, he had a feeling of rising into the air and had no strength all over his body... The sudden rise and huge roar made his mortal body unable to withstand it, and he lost consciousness in less than a minute...

At the moment Mr. Butterfly was soared out, there was also a huge explosion in the dungeon. After a deafening explosion, there was a series of explosions. The huge impact fell many vampires on the scene, and the shaking ground made them unable to stand up.

"What are you going to do! What are you going to do!" Wang roared and rushed to Feng Junyang, but the crazy shaking made him unstable and could only hold the wall and barely stand.

But the moment he touched the wall, he shouted, and the heat and murderous atmosphere transmitted by the wall made his hand burn instantly.

But after all, he is the king and the head of the blood clan. Where his arm burned to his elbow, he made the decision to break his wrist. Half of his hand was still burning underground, but it only turned into ashes in an instant.

"Feng Junyang!" Wang shouted, "I'm going to kill you!"

"Are people who are about to die still afraid of death?" Feng Junyang laughed. He saw the awkwardness of the ghosts in the dungeon. The vampires near the stone wall had burned. The dungeon was full of their strange screams. More and more vampires began to move closer to the middle. There were many burning vampires among them. Once they approached each other, it triggered the burning of other vampires. Burning, Feng Junyang said calmly, "If you want to die, you will die here. If you kill me, you will die sooner or later."

"This is a conspiracy!" Wang shouted, "Where is Mr. Butterfly? Where did he go?

"He went to the world and went up." Feng Junyang said, and he suddenly felt something strange. Why didn't he feel hot?

"You are human beings." Wang shouted sadly, "I thought I could fight all mortals! But it fell into the hands of you two guys!"

"Anything that goes against the sky will either be destroyed by human justice or punished by God in the end." Feng Junyang said calmly, "You didn't expect it, did you? In addition to treasures, there are also osmanthus wine from Jinmei Villa. They have been preserved for thousands of years. At the bottom of this dungeon, they are unknown, but today, they are burning, triggering explosives in the dungeon. My ancestors had long expected that one day there would be unwilling greedy people to invade the dungeon. Jinmei Villa is not insultable, and so is the dungeon. Therefore, my ancestors left a mystery in calligraphy and painting to tell their descendants that if today, they will detonate the dungeon..."

"You'd rather break the jade than the tile..." Fengwen Bai was almost unable to hold on. He pleaded, "Junyang, you must know where the way out is. Tell me quickly..."

"The only way out has been left to Mr. Butterfly!" Feng Junyang said calmly, "Now there are a series of bombs and burning old wine outside. No matter who is, they will turn into ashes!"

The despair of the vampires turned into their anger before death. They ignored the burning feeling all over their bodies and reluctantly rushed to the wind!

Even if they want to turn into ashes, they will die first!

When the vampire is about to approach, Feng Junyang is not afraid. What's the difference between dying first and then dying?

The shadows of many people quickly flashed in his mind, the little fox, Wu Landuo, Xie Lianqi, Mei chasing the moon... They poured into his mind together. He smiled and whispered, "I'm coming too..."