Chapter 87

Facing the sudden channel in front of him, Zifeng is no longer surprised, just as he has experienced in recent days. As the scene changes, isn't everything a dream? Now it's just a continuation of the dream

Without hesitation, Zifeng walked slowly down the downward extending steps. The channel was not narrow and could allow several people to pass at the same time. There was a faint blue light floating in the darkness. The rock walls on both sides were natural without any stacked gaps. Not far away, there was a fishy smell in the air

Zifeng frowned slightly and continued to walk down the steps. For a long time, Zifeng stepped down the last step, and the whole line of sight suddenly opened up. It was a blue water curtain that appeared in front of me. The water curtain was flowing quietly, but I didn't hear the sound of running water. Everything around me had a panoramic view. It should be a storage place, which can be seen from the messy shelves nearby, but it has already been covered with moss and rust, and the shelves are already empty

Not far away, there were also several mounds of white bones. Zifeng approached carefully and gently fiddled with them with his fingers. The white bones instantly turned into powder, and the sharp weapon straight into his chest also slipped down. It seems that he was killed during a fight. Zifeng picked up the dagger and looked at it between his palms. The dagger is small and flexible. It has a beautiful curve like a crescent moon, but it is sharp. It is amazing that there is no trace of time on it after so many years.

Unlike other weapons scattered on the ground, they had already been half buried in the Loess at this time, and the extraordinary years of the past were gone. Zifeng carefully picked up the usable weapons on the ground and looked around. He found that there was nothing else. He was about to leave, but there was a sign in his heart. Looking back, he found an unimaginable phenomenon.

All the white bones are facing the same direction, that is, the water curtain in front of them. Is there anything behind the water curtain? Zifeng was happy about this, but he didn't rush in eagerly. After all, so many people died here, so this is not a good place. We must be careful.

Zifeng carefully leaned over. Although the water curtain in front of him was rolling and flowing like a waterfall on the surface, there was a huge eye dormant behind the whole water curtain in the vertical and horizontal water flow. Zifeng's every move was presented in his eyes, so Zifeng could clearly see his actions

Attracted by the water curtain, Zifeng stretched out his right hand and gently touched the water curtain with his index finger. It was cool, as if the air rushed through his fingers, but there was no element of water. It has exceeded Zifeng's understanding. Zifeng can't help but exert his index finger, but it seems that there is a sticky film. No matter how Zifeng exerts his force, the water curtain in front of him is just in place, twisted, but there is no sign of being torn

This scene, no doubt, aroused Zifeng's interest. His vitality poured into his fingers and increased his strength. However, the light curtain remained the same. On the contrary, it was more tenacious than before. There was no way. Zifeng took out the ink knife, retreated two steps, rushed forward one step, and the ink knife hit the water curtain hard, but there was only a slight ripple on it, and the ink knife silently stuck to the water curtain, It's hard to be measured anymore.

Zifeng doesn't believe in evil. He cuts several knives in a row, but he still ends up fruitless. He simply grits his teeth and uses the three movements of residual knives. "The wind sweeps away the fallen leaves" in one form and cuts it toward the water curtain. Once the water curtain seemed to respond. After a violent fluctuation, the expected gap still didn't appear.

But Zifeng's mental power clearly felt that at the moment when the ink knife of "the wind sweeps the fallen leaves" touched the water curtain, a slight crack appeared in the water curtain. Although it was very small, Zifeng also found a direction.

Take a deep breath. After several simple attempts, Zifeng found some methods. Along the direction of the water flow, the resistance of the water curtain will be weakened. If he cuts against the current, Zifeng estimated that he would have to spend his whole life to cut open the water curtain and drink a loud drink. All his energy flowed into the ink knife, pedaled his right foot on the ground from top to bottom, "The wind sweeps away the fallen leaves" silently cuts into the water curtain. Time seems silent. Suddenly, a sound of rough waves rings from all around

An invisible air machine blows Zifeng away. Zifeng feels the momentum, but there is nowhere to hide, because at that moment, the surroundings seem to be filled with liquid water. Then a wave, Zifeng is thrown away, but the ink knife is still inserted in the water curtain. Only the faster and faster water flow makes the whole water curtain look more blue.

He rubbed his painful chest. Zifeng came near the ink knife and wanted to pull out the ink knife with both hands, but the ink knife still didn't move. Because he exerted too much force, Zifeng's whole face turned red. He stumbled and planted Zifeng into the water curtain. A miracle appeared. In this way, Zifeng went in without resistance

Zifeng first stagnated for a few seconds, and then looked back. The water curtain was still there, and the ink knife was still inserted on it, but wasn't the ink knife under his feet his own? So is it just an illusion, but I just touched it

Thinking hard and fruitless, he simply stopped thinking. Zifeng began to look at the space in front of him. At first sight, I was really shocked. There was a room the size of which was upside down. All the dead were badly hurt. Many white bones were broken. The scene was chaotic and messy.

However, Zifeng obviously didn't stay in it. He went through the bones on the ground and came to the center of the room, because there was a trident more than two meters straight sleeping with a majestic breath. Zifeng was attracted in a moment, but when his hands were pasted, his body was directly hit and flew, hit the solid wall heavily, rolled down and shed blood, Directly out.

Next, Zifeng seemed to be possessed and rushed up again. This time, there is no doubt that Zifeng was hit again. If you can see clearly, you can see that the purple gold luster under Zifeng's skin has emerged, and even the color of purple gold flashed in his eyes

No one knows what happened. Zifeng's body doesn't listen at this moment. The Trident has an inexplicable attraction to him. He makes himself rush up again and again regardless of life. What about moths flying into the fire? If there is light, why not fall in it

Zifeng stumbled. There was only one obsession in his mind, that is, to grasp the Trident. He didn't know how many times it was. It seemed that Zifeng would fall as long as there was a faint wind in his weak body.

Near, near, staggering, finally moved to the Trident. Before standing still, he suddenly spewed out another mouthful of blood. The blood was impartial and just sprayed on the blue bead on the Trident.

Zifeng's trembling hands slowly approached the Trident body. If he was blown away again this time, Zifeng really couldn't hold on.