Chapter 182 Sting Stone

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Wang Wujian and Qian Qian were both identified by the blood centipede as the originators who invaded them, and at this moment, they are fighting on the "stone platform". How can it let go of this opportunity to destroy the two at once? And it has long seen through the attributes of the mysterious power, so it restrained its breath very early and hid in a dark corner.

When he saw the two gathered on the stage, he rushed to the "stone platform" at the speed of lightning like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole. Unexpectedly, Qian Qian had already seen it and fled. Wang Wujian, who had a heavy heart, was not noticed it until he was inserted by the sharp claws of the blood centipede.

Fortunately, the sharp claws happened to pass through the clothes on his back and did not hurt the skin. They just dragged him to the ground and finally got out of danger because the clothes were broken.

The two figures disappeared into the endless darkness one after another. The crowd was immediately like boiling water. They didn't care about being bounced away and blindly chased in the direction of one person and one beast's escape. Several of them also saw the loophole of the mysterious power from Qian Qian and the bloody centipede, and they restrained one after another, only with two legs. Run away.

Wang Wujian staggered and stood up from the ground. He didn't know whether it was driven by instinct or by others. He didn't even think about it and ran forward with pain.

But he not only did not use the power of the martial soul, nor did he know the art of speeding like other old fried dough sticks, and pain as a burden. He fell behind everyone without following him far, and soon fell into the darkness alone.

Just like waking up from a big dream, all the noise and noise stopped abruptly, all the light was gone, and there was no life in the extremely dark space. No matter how gently he fell, he could hear a creepy sound, as if every foot was stepping on the dry bones.

Wang Wujian was alone and urged the martial soul without much thought. The enchanting red light flashed with a little golden light, which would shine within a foot. The golden light indicates that he will go to a higher level and will say goodbye to the realm of refining and step into the realm of soul communication.

However, he didn't notice this. He just single-mindedly searched for the breath left by the bloody centipede, and accelerated as much as possible along the faint breath. Even if it was not for the treasure mirror, he had to find Qian Qian and ask for the antidote.

The huge dark abyss has finally reached the end. It is a not a spacious canyon passage, just like the ground being split by a split knife of the sky. It is long without a head and a high without a top. Of course, this is relative to endless darkness. Wang Wujian doesn't care how high and how long it is. All he cares about is to follow along the breath of the bloody centipede, and then find Qian Qian. It's okay to die. The most important thing is to get the antidote from him. In case of an accident, he can use the rest of the time and take good care of the afterlife!

However, Fu Wushuang's misfortune is not alone. After walking to the fork in the road, the breath of the bloody centipede suddenly disappeared. Wang Wujian's heart suddenly shook and glanced at everything around him blankly.

The fork is divided into five directions, and I don't know where to extend. After panicking, Wang Wujian calmed down and suddenly saw the footprints on the ground. Over the years, a thick layer of dust has already accumulated on the ground. At this moment, there are many footprints on the ground in a mess. Through these footprints, it can be concluded that every channel has martial arts. Yes, but the bloody centipede only leads to one.

Wang Wujian didn't think much about it. He buried his head in the passage. It became narrower and narrower. The red light covered the rock walls on both sides with a strange red light. The rock wall stimulated green water beads, which were not affected by the red light at all. There seemed to be a strange creature on the whole wall, such as Climbing on the stone wall like the branches of a century-old wood makes the surroundings look extremely ferocious, especially when it is illuminated by red light, which is even more horrible.

Wang Wujian did not dare to stay and stepped up to chase along the passage. Suddenly, a strong wind came from top to bottom. Wang Wujian's mind showed a subconscious look in front of his forehead with his hand. He looked up and saw that there was nothing. It was really empty!

And he walked a few steps forward again. Suddenly, he saw a corpse falling under the rock wall. Wang Wujian's whole body was shocked, and suddenly he was covered with chestnuts. He stared at the body with wide eyes. The visible skin was dark black, his pupils were enlarged, and his body was twisted. Obviously, he was poisoned to death. Looking at the big hole in his forehead, you could see that it was evil. What the blood centipede does.

Looking at the wall, sword scratches are everywhere, and there has been a battle here! Continuing to walk a few steps forward, the bodies appeared one after another, and the death was more and more miserable. It was the same for a long journey.

After a false alarm, Wang Wujian ran in a hurry. Before he ran for a few steps, he suddenly tripped over something under his feet and lost his balance. A vicious dog lay on the ground heavily.

The road has always been flat, so he has never seen if there was any trip under his feet, but he didn't expect to suffer a careless loss. His chin hit the ground, shaking his teeth, his face was numb, and his body was like being hit hard. Not to mention the internal organs rolling, the wound was even more painful, like burning pain surging all over the whole body, making He was instantly paralyzed and couldn't move.

"Ouch..." Wang Wujian moaned and did it. He groped to pick up the machete to urge the martial soul again. The red light gradually lit up and lit up the surroundings.

After rubbing his knees and abdominal cavity, Wang Wujian cursed and stood up, raised his knife to look for the stumbling block. How could he get this anger without giving it two knives?

The light shone, and suddenly something that could reflect appeared in front of him. When he fixed his eyes, Wang Wujian was extremely shocked. It was actually the strange mirror. The red light was reflected by eight small crystal-like beads inlaid around it.

How did the mirror suddenly appear here?

Wang Wujian was surprised. Although he was not as obsessed with it as others, the idea of owning it came to his mind countless times. Leaving aside the remnant picture, the power conceived in it alone could not be ignored by any martial arts spirit.

But the mirror will never appear here for no reason. Wang Wujian remained vigilant and slowly approached it. He raised the machete with his left hand to make a bright light, and his right body slowly moved forward for fear that it would suddenly have a rebound and beat himself to death on the strong rock wall.

At the same time, he has also considered countless possibilities that the mirror may fall here, but they are all rejected by him. The mirror is here. What about the money? Is he dead or alive?

Thinking that the antidote was gone, Wang Wujian suddenly panicked. If he could only live for more than 20 days, what would he do even if he had all the magic weapons? Do you want to take everyone away together?

Time did not allow him to procrastinate. He bent down decisively and grabbed the handle of the mirror. At the moment he grabbed it, his beating heart suddenly calmed down, as if he was waiting for what would happen next?