Chapter 141 Bridge

"What the hell is this place?" Ouyang Yu swallowed his saliva, and his tone was full of horror.

Behind the 'wall' is a huge space, as if it were an ocean, endless and vast, which is many times wider than when I first stepped into the underground palace. But at this moment, everyone seems to be in hell, and the space is full of horror!

From afar, a river like blood keeps flowing under an arch bridge, and the sound of gurgling water is like an endless ghosts howling, sad and miserable at this moment.

The blood river is about 300 meters wide. If you look down from mid-air, it seems to be ruthlessly splitting it by a mountain axe, dividing the underground palace between the two sides, just like the Chu River and Han world, which is clear!

Among them, only one arch bridge connecting the two regions is made of unknown materials and looks like rusty black iron. Next to the arch bridge, there stands a spiritual stone like a tombstone, on which three iron-painting silver hooks and powerful characters--

"What Bridge?!" Mo Yan frowned, but smiled coldly, "Whether it's Naiqiao or Huangquan Road, today I have to see what waste wood can be sent out by Situ Hongyue, a toothless tiger!"

It turns out that the depths of this underground palace actually imitate the design of hell in ancient times. At this moment, it is the 'Huangquan Road' that Mo Yan and his party are stepping on the spot. Hundreds of meters away from Huangquan Road, it is this 'Nahe Bridge'.

Behind the Nahe Bridge stands a ghostly but majestic 'Yanluo Hall'.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Yan had strode towards the bridge full of high spirits and confidence. Just now, Mo Yan deliberately raised his anger and said loudly, letting the voice hover in this space. Although it was not as full of horrible killing like Xinyi's unique magic sound, but these words cleverly ignited the anger of the elite lurking here.

"Damn it, I killed him!" The gunpowder was grumpy. As soon as he heard these words, he immediately couldn't resist the irritation and hatred in his heart. He was about to rush out to kill Mo Yan, but was stopped by Qin Shan, the white-faced scholar next to him, raising his hand.

"Gunpowder, calm down!" Qin Shan lowered his voice and said coldly, "Mo Yan is good at attacking and calculating. We can't get what he means. Wait one more time, when they step on the bridge, it will be the time of death!"

"Boss, Mo Yan is really powerful. In a few words, he almost messed up the useless people of the Situ family." The veteran stood next to Li Gang and whispered. At this moment, these two unknown guys are far away from the eleven elites of the Situ family, and there is no need to be taboo.

Li Gang nodded slightly, and his tone was calm and strong: "It's true, veteran, are you sure to resist Mo Yan's cyan flame with your strength?"

The veteran's tone was a little bitter: "Boss, Mo Yan's flame is extremely horrible. I'm afraid that even my sixty-four palms may not be able to resist all of them. Of course, if I use the 128 palms of Tianang, it's another matter! However, I'm afraid that Mo Yan may also hide his strength, but I can't know the specific conclusion.

"In this case, let the so-called elites of the Situ family take the lead and be the scapegoat." Li Gang sneered.

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Step, step, step, step...

The sound of footsteps kept curling out on the Huangquan Road. Although Mo Yan looked relaxed and leisurely, but in his heart, he had already been secretly alert. He looked at the six roads, listened to all directions, and immediately took the initiative and killed the other party off guard.

After walking for more than ten minutes in this underground palace, Mo Yan came to the tombstone-like spiritual stone and whispered in a low voice, "Guys, I'm ready to do it!"

Although Mo Yan doesn't know how many elites of the Situ family are lurking here, it is certain that if they do it, they will definitely choose to be on this bridge!

The legendary bridge is narrow and smooth, guarded by day and night. Under the bridge, the blood river is full of insects and snakes, with waves rolling and fishy wind blowing on the face. Although at this moment, there is no such thing as a cow ghost on this bridge. The snake god is relatively much bigger, enough to pass by three strong men side by side, but under the delicate capture of purple pupils, Mo Yan can see at a glance that the center of this seemingly rusty black iron bridge is actually smoother than floating ice!

Walking on it, if the power is not well controlled, I'm afraid I will fall off the bridge on the spot and fall into the blood river. This is like the rolling Yangtze River flowing to the east, and the waves have washed away the blood river of the Chinese years, faintly revealing a terrible atmosphere, as if there were some unknown creatures bathed in the blood pool, which made Mo Yan can't help but be vigilant.

Wo! The flying knife ejected, and the flowing light emerged. In an instant, it disappeared into the blood river. A white smoke rose in an instant. This flying knife was actually corroded in a few breathing hours!

Jiang Zhiqing was secretly shocked. The corrosion ability of this blood river is almost comparable to her own power 'Deep Autumn'!

The most important thing is that at this moment, the miraculous effect of 'xianglan fruit' is gradually disappearing, and the faint fragrance can no longer suppress the smell of the blood pool. As the waves surge, bursts of meat and blood gas rush past, making people extremely uncomfortable.

Mo Yan took a deep breath, slowly paced forward, and stepped on the bridge. He looked calm and his breath was stable, making it impossible for people to know what he was thinking. At this moment, although the bloody smell of the surging blood river kept coming to his face, but Mo Yan dared not take it out of the fragrant fruit from the melting ring.

After all, there are only a few Xianglanguo left. If you take them all, it can indeed relieve the current pain. However, after stepping over this Naihe Bridge, the 'Yanluo Hall' is dark and ghostly, and there will be no card in hand at that time. If the children of Situ Hongyue's family make a sneak attack at that time, there will be no way to fight.

One son is wrong, and the whole market is full of rope! It is absolutely impossible to ruin the overall situation because of such a small thing.

This arched Naihe bridge, with a length of about 300 meters, just connects the two regions. In the center, that is, after a distance of dozens of meters away from Huangquan Road, the material gradually became special and was no longer as rough and full of friction at the beginning. But it is as slippery as snow, walking on it, like walking on thin ice, a little carelessly. Under the impact of the surging blood river underneath, I'm afraid that one head will fall into it and the bones will not exist.

"Everyone, get ready! Here comes our chance to revenge!" Qin Shan lowered his voice through the communication watch.

"Brother Qin, I'm waiting for this moment! Mo Yan, I can't wait to cut him with thousands of knives!" The gunpowder muttered in a low voice, but it was full of excitement.

"There are still ten meters!" Qin Shan tried to keep calm and whispered, "Nine meters, eight meters, seven meters..."

Qin Shan's voice was like a countdown, with a short sound, making the other ten family elites who had long been eager to cut Mo Yan a thousand times, and the angry fire in their hearts burned to the limit!

"Three meters!"

"Two meters!"

"One meter!"

"Up!" Qin Shan suddenly shouted, and saw eleven dark shadows suddenly flashing in mid-air, like a net, shrouded over the Naihe Bridge, and they showed their unique skills to kill Mo Yan!

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