Chapter 2698 shocking everyone
"Take him down."
Jinpeng Langjun's eyes were cold and he shouted coldly.
Several Jinpeng Clan cultivators who got rid of the blood thorns of Shura immediately rushed towards Zhuo Bufan like lightning, offering magic weapons in their hands, shining and surging with vitality, in the power of tigers and wolves, wanting to completely bombard the latter.
At this moment, Zhuo Bufan's eyes were completely blood red, and the scarlet evil aura became more intense, like a Shura who walked out of hell.
The temperature in the entire stone room seemed to have dropped by dozens of degrees, cold and bitterly cold.
Yuanli forms an arc-shaped shield covering Zhuo Bufan's whole body.
Canopy canopy!
Several Yuanli palm prints and magic weapons bombarded him, Zhuo Bufan did not evade, he abruptly resisted the damage, his blood-red eyes swept across a touch of madness, and he blasted out with a punch, and the scarlet evil spirit turned into a ferocious dragon. , Slammed the two Jinpeng Clan practitioners directly in front, directly exploding them into a **** mist in the sky.
Everyone was shocked!
The cultivators of the Jinpeng Clan belonged to the eight ancient physiques, and they were shocked by Zhuo Bufan, which made people feel chilling.
Holding Yan Jing, Zhuo Bufan turned around and walked slowly towards the door of the stone room.
"Why are you still stunned? Give it to me, kill him, and I will have a lot of rewards." Jin Peng Lang Jun frowned while looking at his stunned subordinates, and scolded.
Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to step forward.
Even Jinpeng Langjun himself did not dare to step forward, a beast that was injured and frantic was always more dangerous than usual.
Even if he could kill Zhuo Bufan, the opponent would fight back with his death, and he would be hit hard, and this kind of result was obviously unwilling to see Jinpeng Langjun.
Although the Jinpeng clan is strong, it is not only the Jinpeng clan who enters the Nantang Ancient Demon Ruins. There are also many enemies here. Once they are injured, those people will never let go of this great opportunity to attack him.
"Zhuo Bufan, let you live a little longer for the time being." Jinpeng Langjun muttered with cold eyes.
Under everyone's gaze, Zhuo Bufan left with Yan Jing in his arms. After walking into the tunnel, Zhuo Bufan's face suddenly turned pale, and a ray of red blood poured out from the corner of his mouth, looking a little embarrassed.
Just now.
The dark mysterious wooden sign placed in the space ring flew out, and the whole body shone with a layer of black light.
This wooden order was obtained by Zhuo Bufan at the bottom of Huaqing Pond, and it had some connection with the ancient demon ruins in Nanfang.
The wooden sign flew ahead, seeming to be leading Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a moment and chose to walk with the wooden sign. About ten minutes later, he had already turned the corners of seven or eight corridors. Suddenly a stone gate appeared in front of him. It was several tens of meters high. The surface of the stone gate was smooth, with only one groove.
The shape of the groove exactly matches the wooden sign.
The black wood ling flew into the groove, the two were completely attached, the black light turned into a line, and a weird pattern was outlined around the stone gate.
It should belong to the unique totem pattern of the ancient demons!
Hei Mu Ling flew back to Zhuo Bufan's hands again, the black light above was dim and restrained, Zhuo Bufan put it away and looked at the Shimen in front of him.
When the pattern was completely outlined, the Shimen squeaked and made a heavy noise, and slowly opened from both sides, revealing a ‘gap’ enough for a carriage to pass through.
Zhuo Bufan walked into Shimen holding Yan Jing.
Just stepping into the Shimen, the Shimen closed again.
Zhuo Bufan frowned, and everything in the stone room appeared to his eyes. It was more than ten times wider than the stone room of Fangcai. Stone pillars with a diameter of one hundred meters stood, and the ground was covered with a smooth and moist slate.
Zhuo Bufan found an open space and put Yan Jing down.
Jinpeng Langjun’s picture almost meant to kill, even if Zhuo Bufan was hit, it would not be good, not to mention Yan Jing, who was much weaker than Zhuo Bufan, had more than ten broken bones and damaged internal organs. There was even a crack in the pubic area, and his face was weak and haggard.
"Take the pill first, and I will help you to heal your injury." Zhuo Bufan took out a few holy medicines for healing, kneaded them into Yan Jing's mouth with his vital strength.
The power of the medicine suddenly turned into a warm and moisturizing force flowing through the limbs, Zhuo Bufan sat on her body with his palms on her back, slowly entering the vitality, helping Yan Jing heal.
In this stone room, there is no black wood order, it should not be so easy to get in!
About three sticks of incense time passed. Just now, the battle with Jin Peng Langjun consumed a lot of vitality, and then continued three sticks of incense time, focusing on healing Yan Jing's injuries. Even the extraordinary power of Yuan Li was overwhelming. Sweat beads of soybeans gradually appeared on his forehead.
call!
After exhaling a long breath, Zhuo Bufan retracted his palms.
Although Yan Jing is still in a semi-conscious state, her breath and improvement are obviously much better. After the most dangerous moment, she only needs to calm down slowly.
In the next few days, Zhuo Bufan adjusted his breath to recover his vitality while healed Yan Jing's injuries.
Three days later, Yan Jing finally woke up, opened her eyes, and saw Zhuo Bufan sitting cross-legged next to her.
Zhuo Bufan sensed that the former was awakened, and stopped practicing, with a slight smile on his face, he looked at her, "Awake?"
Yan Jing's memory still lingers in the palm that was attacked by Jinpeng Langjun. She thought she should be dead, but she didn't expect to survive. These days, Zhuo Bufan would take care of her and help her heal her injuries.
"I asked you to leave here, why did you come back again?" Zhuo Bufan asked.
"You saved Xiao Yu's life and your eldest brother's life, how can I leave you to deal with Jinpeng Langjun and run away alone..." Yan Jing lowered her eyes slightly, avoiding his deep eyes, and said softly.
Zhuo Bufan smiled and said, "Because of this, you have come back? But what I dislike most is letting women hurt themselves. This kind of kindness is hard to bear."
"When I repay your kindness, your male chauvinistic character should be changed." Yan Jing smiled, a little more joke in her tone, and immediately changed the subject and asked: "We are now where is it?"
Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "I don't know, I am also adjusting my injuries these days, and I haven't explored here yet."
The relics of the ancient demon in Nanfang were extremely dangerous. Before fully regaining his strength, Zhuo Bufan only stayed here, even this stone room had not been explored.
"Let’s see if we can find a way out. My elder brother and sister have already gone out. They will want the practitioners of the Drought Clan to come over. Then Jinpeng Langjun dare not do anything to us." Yan Jing said.
"I've already said that I will use Jinpeng Langjun's life to repay the hatred of that palm." Zhuo Bufan stood up, his eyes shone with cold light, and his voice was cold.
Yan Jing frowned, and shook her head, "Young Master Zhuo, it seems that you still don't know the position of King Jinpeng Langjun in the Jinpeng Clan?"
"Huh?" Zhuo Bufan said: "No matter how high his position in the Jinpeng clan, I will make him pay the price."
Yan Jing sighed lightly, and narrowed her eyebrows, saying: "Among the eight ancient clans, the Jinpeng clan is the strongest, and even the Dragon clan dare not provoke them easily. There is no reason for this."