The black dragon gate is just like an induction. At this time, it is closing slowly.
Inside the door is a broad hall.
However, the hall is not as magnificent as people think. Instead, it is dilapidated and the walls are crisscrossing like a sword.
There are no fabled luxurious gold bricks on the ground, only countless holes and pits, which are obviously caused by people.
On the contrary, there are four giant pillars, which are really massive and amazing.
In the dark environment, the visibility is very low, not only that, but also the soul force is difficult to be exerted. Obviously, there is a mysterious prohibition in the hall, which prevents people from exploring the soul force.
There is a pungent smell in the air. It's not sure whether it's gunsmoke or blood. In a word, if you look at it, you will know that there must have been a war, or even a fierce battle!
People standing not far from the door of the main hall.
However, there are only four disciples left, as well as a few scattered practitioners.
Xu Chenzhong of the Imperial College of the capital city is also listed, but judging from their injuries, they must have suffered a lot.
Especially Ji Yanxing, who has always been defiant, was also very frightened and frightened at this time and looked at the four evil disciples.
All of them inadvertently separated themselves from the four disciples.
Just as the black dragon gate behind them was about to be completely closed, a bloody figure rushed in through the crack of the gate and fell to the ground directly.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise, the door was completely closed.
At the same time, on the walls around the main hall, only a few residual candles suddenly lit up, making the originally gloomy and horrible main hall even more frightening under the light of a faint candle like a ghost fire.
But all the people's sight went with the sudden figure.
I saw that the middle-aged man in grey and bloody linen could stand up.
This man is Jiang Huan who just escaped from the animal pressure.
Jiang Huan breathed deeply, almost didn't let the pungent smell in the hall choke to death.
It's not easy to slow down. As soon as I raised my head, I saw the left and right sides. Four disciples and a group of sanxiu looked at themselves like ghosts.
Jiang Huan blushed a little.
In the camp of the four disciples, Guangke, the third junior brother of yushuizong, saw Jiang Huan for a moment, and his face went down.
"He didn't die?!"
Qu Xiaohan frowned and asked, "do you know him?"
Guangke really nodded. "That's the kid who just wanted to give me a hand!"
"Well? Now that he has dealt with you, why can he escape under the pressure of the beast alive? " Qu Xiaohan asked.
Guangkezhen hears the words. First, he looks at the injury of Yan Jianghuan. Then he snorts coldly.
"This kid is not strong enough, but he's very fast. I've seen that. I guess he can escape from the animal pressure because of his fast speed. You can see his injury. It's not far from death."
Speaking, Guangke smiled coldly and said to himself.
"I didn't expect you to come here alive, but since you dare to fight me, you will die!"
Thinking of this, guangkezhen suddenly erupted, turning one hand into a palm knife, and directly cleaving to Jianghuan's back brain.
Guangkezhen's vigour is powerful. Generally, middle-level martial artists can't resist it.
Everyone was shocked. They didn't understand what happened to him, but they knew that Jiang Huan was dead.
And Jiang Huan I just stand up straight, then feel behind suddenly between the cold wind bursts.
My heart is not good. I will turn back to resist my luck!
As soon as I came back, I saw the attack of guangkezhen and shouted loudly.
"If you dare to fight me, even if I come, I can't save you! Go to hell with that little man! "