In the dark, Director feng calmly replied, "No."
But his voice had just fallen.
Bang!
Bang bang!
This time, another strange sound came out. This time, it was not just one, but several in a row.
"Brother dao, it seems that there is a sound coming from the medicine king's palace, right?" Fang Zheng's voice was suspicious.
Director feng said in a dull voice, "That's the sound of the elixirs in the stove."
After this, he walked straight to the back hall and ignored Fang Zheng.
But just as the two of them brushed past each other, the light from the flashlight shone on the corner of Director feng's robe, and there were some bright red blood stains.
But Fang Zheng, as if he had not seen it, called Director feng softly. Director feng did not answer Fang Zheng, but entered the back hall of Palace of the medicine king.
"Brother dao?"
Fang Zheng called out for the second time, but there was no movement in the back hall, and even the strange noise that he had heard before disappeared.
Fang Zheng mused.
He raised his flashlight again and followed Director feng. His figure flashed and a long knife flashed into the back hall.
The back hall was pitch black.
It was dark.
There was a two-man furnace.
The furnace was cold and cold when he touched it. Obviously, the furnace had not fired on the alchemy for at least one day.
Even when Fang Zheng retracted his hand, he found a layer of ash on it.
Is there dust on the surface of the furnace?
That means the furnace has not been idle for a day or two, but has not been opened for a long time to refine pills, Fang Zheng thought.
Since there was no firing, Director feng said that he came here to refine pills, and what kind of pills?
"Brother dao?"
"Brother dao?"
Fang Zheng called out a few times, but there was no response. In the dark room, he looked around and found that Director feng was not in the back hall.
It was only a few seconds, but she was gone, and Fang Zheng frowned.
"There seems to be something wrong with this Director feng. I smelled a faint smell of blood on him just now..."
Fang Zheng searched all over Palace of the medicine king and never found Director feng.
He returned to the empty space outside the dark hall outside Palace of the medicine king. Everything was quiet and silent.
"Never left Palace of the medicine king?"
"So he's still in the medicine king's palace?"
Fang Zheng returned to the alchemy stove. The only suspicious thing in the back hall was the alchemy stove.
Fang Zheng looked at it so carefully that he found the problem.
Although there was a layer of floating ash on the surface of the furnace, the dust inside the furnace had accumulated even thicker. This furnace had not been used for a long time, at least for a few years.
Suddenly!
Boom!
Fang Zheng took out his sword and smashed the heavy furnace. Bang!
A few tons of bronze furnaces were smashed into a wall, and the outer walls and bricks were blasted open. One of the furnaces at the impact site was shriveled, and at the same time a long gap was torn open by a sharp blade.
With such a big movement, the smoke and dust in the medicine king's palace suddenly flew, somewhat choking and bewitching.
Fang Zheng held his breath, and another knife smashed down on the ground where the furnace was originally standing. With extreme strength, with a sharp wind howling, it directly blasted open the ground beneath his feet, revealing a collapsed tunnel.
The tunnel was probably closed and had no air vents. When Fang Zheng opened the entrance of the tunnel with a knife, there was a muddy smell mixed with a thick smell of blood, and a cold and gloomy air rushed towards him.
It took Fang Zheng some time to clear the entrance of the tunnel. As soon as he entered the tunnel, he felt a strange cold smell in the tunnel.
Fang Zheng turned on the flashlight. Whoosh!
Suddenly, a dark shadow attacked him from the darkness.
However, the narrow tunnel limited his speed of cutting. Although he avoided the shadow's sneak attack, the flashlight in his hand was not so lucky.
It was smashed to the ground.
Although each inch is longer and stronger, the Ghost head knife at this time is not suitable to play their strengths in such a narrow place.
Fang Zheng didn't hesitate. Golden-bell-like Body Covering Techniques, open!
The dragon and tiger appeared.
A layer of golden light appeared on the body surface. Although it was not as penetrating as the tactical flashlight, there was still no hiding place within a few meters of the body.
Fang Zheng did not have time to see the identity of the black shadow. At close range, he threw out his long sword.
Poof!
At close range, the long knife nailed the black shadow into the wall of the tunnel with precision and fiercely threw it away.
Roar!
The shadow struggled and tore!
A large chunk of flesh was ripped off his waist, and a dark, shriveled intestines were brought along. Fang Zheng was about to break free from the Ghost head knife's shackles when he was about to kill them.
Fang Zheng stuck to the other side at close range and didn't give it a chance to fight back, Voldemort King Kong Seal!
Air illusion!
Boom!
People have three yang huo, ignite the three fires of the human body in an instant, and immediately the blood and qi in their bodies are boiling hot, like a divine furnace burning in flames, blood and qi are just, qi and blood are just, not afraid of ghosts and monsters.
Knock!
It was as if the shadow had been hit by a train and hit back into the wall. Because of the fierce force, even the tunnel wall shook slightly, and a large amount of dust fell from the rope overhead. I was really worried that the tunnel would collapse.
Roar!
The shadow wanted to retaliate.
But once Fang Zheng got close to him, he was invincible!
What an enemy!
Voldemort King Kong Seal!
Boom! Boom!
Boom boom! Boom boom!
One punch after another, wrapped in an extremely fierce fist wind, tore the air and rubbed against the high temperature. At this moment, countless fist shadows fell on the body of the shadow, each with a hot, burning yang qi, as well as the true qi of the god of heaven, falling on the body of the shadow, making a sound of broken bones and tendons explosion.
Every time the shadow tried to break free from the Ghost head knife's restraints, it would be slammed back against the wall by the ferocious force of its fists like a locomotive.
He was nailed to the wall all along.
Bang bang!
The speed of the punch was getting faster and faster, and even the air was filled with bursts of explosions, like the banging of an anti-aircraft gun shooting at bullets at top speed, setting off a dense metal storm.
The bullet, on the other hand, was Fang Zheng's pair of fists, which became redder and hotter as the air rubbed against them.
Boom, boom, boom!
The shadow was gradually thrown deep into the wall, and the body was gradually blown into a u-shape, embedded in the wall.
Waves of explosions were enough to cause eardrums to ache and numb the whole body. They exploded violently in the tunnel over and over again, each time with a fist exploding on the shadow.
Crack!
Poof!
The broken bones and tendons broke and pieces of blood fell down.
Fang Zheng was like a madman, his hands were like two steel cannons, madly pounding at the figure inside the wall. Even the face door was blurry, his face bone deeply sunken, and miserable.
Boom!
Finally, the tunnel could not support such a high intensity of battle again. It died and collapsed.
The ruins collapsed and buried both of them in the tunnel.
One second,
Two seconds,
About ten seconds later, the ruins burst out, and a figure like a golden lightning shot out, holding a bloody ball of meat in his hand.
It was Fang Zheng!
This time, he used both fists to smash the contents of the tunnel.
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