The power is not in harmony...

Donghe's voice was low, echoing in the black lacquered tomb passage, layer by layer, constantly sweeping across Ding Jingxiang's hearing.

Ding Jingxiang's body trembled subconsciously, looked up at Donghua, and her throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and she could not make any sound. Her eyes seemed to be fragile water, which was about to be smashed by the upside-down ice.

Wanqi Linmu looked at the confrontation between the two, couldn't help but rub his forehead and said, "Everyone must be incompatible with Xiangren. Don't you Xiangren reflect on yourself?"

Donghe didn't say anything, turned around and was about to leave. His strong and powerful fish tail swayed gently on the ground, as if it was a water snake, about to penetrate into the dark tomb passage.

Ding Jingxiang hurriedly said, "Where are you going?"

Donghe didn't speak or even pause.

A trace of loss flashed in Ding Jingxiang's eyes and said to everyone: "Let's catch up with him."

Anyway, we were going to walk forward, and there was only one single tomb passage. There was no choice. Everyone caught up with Donghe in front and walked straight forward.

"He Fengyu has been here..." Ren Zhan suddenly lowered his lower body and picked up a flower vine on the ground.

The vine wilted and tilted on the ground, with only one small part, it has withered. It was He Fenghui's immortal flower vine, which Ren Zhan could recognize at a glance.

Flower vines were scattered on the ground, as if after a fierce battle, the black tomb tiles were filled with blood, spreading forward and dripping.

"Go away!"

Everyone immediately ran forward, chasing the dripping blood and flower vines, the bloodstains winding and extending into a corner tomb chamber.

"He Fengfeng!" Ren Zhan couldn't wait to rush in. For a moment, he could hardly breathe, and the foul smell rose into the sky.

Wanqi Linmu reached out to cover his nose. It smelled of rotten corpses, which was stinking. Not only human corpses, but also animals, and...

Nothing has a head.

"Ha--!" As soon as He Xiangu saw this scene, she immediately turned around and squatted on the ground and vomited wildly.

The corpses were piled up like hills, piled up in the corners, and they were abandoned like garbage. Some were rotten, while others were very fresh.

The bloodstains entered the tomb and disappeared, completely eliminating the traces.

"He Fengfeng!" Ren Zang rushed into the tomb regardless of everything, but there were corpses everywhere in the tomb, but there was no living person, and He Fengfeng was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone walked around the tomb separately, and all shook their heads.

Ren Zhan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know if he should worry or be glad. What he was worried about was that He Fengmeng was still missing. Fortunately, there was no He Fengmeng in these headless corpses, and He Fengmeng was still alive...

Wanqi Linmu covered his neck and said, "It seems that these bodies are the ones who cook the heads in the incense room."

Luo Shen narrowed his eyes and said, "It's already crazy."

The human heads pile up like firewood and the body is discarded like garbage. Judging from the extent of these discards, the owner of the cave has no psychological burden at all, let alone guilt, and is indeed crazy.

He Xiangu squatted on the ground and vomited for a while, covering her mouth and said, "Where has my brother been?! This place is too dangerous, we must find him quickly."

"He... hurt me." Donghe's low voice suddenly murmured.

Everyone immediately noticed Donghe, and saw Donghe looking down at a corpse in the corner. The corpse had no head and was lying on the ground with a few big words engraved on its back.

——He harmed me.

Ding Jingxiang immediately squeezed over and looked at the corpse. The corpse was lying among the piles of corpses, not very eye-catching, so no one saw the engravings on the corpse at the first time.

Ding Jingxiang's eyes were filled with deep surprise. Judging from the appearance of the corpse, it should be the Donghe clan...

Wanqi Linmu said: "Sea people?"

Donghe narrowed his eyes and nodded and said, "It's the sea clan who came to save me, but I didn't expect... I've implicated them."

Ding Jingxiang shook her head, her eyes were not focal, and she suddenly shook her knees on the ground, as if she was plastered and could not move.

Donghe glanced at Ding Jingxiang who was kneeling beside him, but he did not reach out to pull him, but just watched coldly.

Ding Jingxiang murmured: "Impossible...Impossible...How could this happen..."

He Xianggu said: "Master, Father! Are you okay..."

Ding Jingxiang woke up and stood up quickly with her body in a shaky look. Her voice rolled several times, saying, "Finally find the ginger and then talk, let's go..."

"Wait." Luo Shen suddenly spoke, raised one hand, pressed down his palm, and signaled everyone not to move.

What's wrong? Wanqi Linmu didn't say anything, looking for Luo Shen.

Luo Shen's Zhanlu long sword pointed in one direction "swish-" and a large number of corpses were piled up in that direction.

Luo Shen said in a hoarse voice: "I have breathing."

breathe?!

How can the corpse breathe?

"Come out." Luo Shen's sword tip pointed straight at the mountain-like corpse, and I don't know who he was talking to.

Everyone immediately became alert, especially those disciples of the incense man. They were all scared by the heads just now, and now they are already frightened birds.

Ruthless—

Sure enough, there was a rustling sound behind the pile of corpses, and someone was there.

"Come out," Luo Shen's voice was low. Although he looked like a young man, he was not angry and threatened. He narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Don't let me say it for the third time, otherwise..."

Ruddy—

"Don't...don't kill me..."

A voice came from behind the pile of corpses in a cowardly voice. The sound was very small, like a mosquito, and the black shadow moved out little by little, trembling as he moved, saying, "Don't kill me...I...I'll come out, I'll come out..."

The black shadow's face was dirty, his shoulders shrank, and he came out tremblingly, "Gudong!" He knelt on the ground as soon as he weakened his knees.

Wanqi Linmu said: "Who are you?"

The black shadow lowered his head, looking very scared, and spoke incoherently, saying, "I...I...Don't kill me, I'm...Yes... so many corpses..."

The man couldn't say a complete sentence, and it seemed like he was scared to death.

"Huh?" said a fragrant disciple: "Why does he look familiar?"

"I think he looks familiar, too." Another person said: "This dress..."

"Go to it?!"

"Isn't this Junior Brother Yanzhi's clothes?!"

"What, let it go!"

"He is Yangzhi? Then who is this person?!"

"How come there are two different things?"

The disciple of the fragrant man suddenly became excited. The person who came out from behind the pile of corpses was covered in mud, but after careful analysis, his face was really exactly the same as Elder He Ku's little disciple.

This person is Yunzhi, who is the one who follows them?

Swish-

Everyone focused their eyes on the person who stood at the end and had no sense of existence.

The little apprentice shook his head repeatedly, shook his hand repeatedly, and said, "No... I am Yunzhi..."

He said, his eyes a little pitiful, turned to look at Ren Shenghun and said, "Brother Ren, I am Yunzhi, don't you know me anymore?"

Ren Shenghun glanced at Yan Qizhi with a mud on his face, then looked at Yan Qizhi who was with them day and night, and said, "This... is this happening?"

"How come there are two reunions?" The disciple of the fragrant man quarreled: "There must be one that is fake!"

"Who is fake!"

The mud-covered Yang Zhi was trembling all the time. When he heard everyone's words, he immediately raised his head, looked at Yang Zhi who looked exactly like him, and said, "He is fake! He is fake! You evil man, I have no grudges and you, why do you want to harm me?!"

He said excitedly: "It was this person who suddenly knocked me out. I was sorting out the supplies that day, and he suddenly knocked me out. He was fake!"

Everyone followed the muddy faces of Liuzhi and looked at Liuzhi standing in the corner.

Qing Zhi still looked harmless, without any aggressiveness, frowned slightly, and said, "Why should I do this? If I really want to pretend to be you, I will definitely not knock you out as simple as this. I will... kill you directly."

His voice was light and instantly caused the dark tomb chamber to drop five degrees, and everyone's backs suddenly became cold.

Just as the two of them confronted him, with a "huh--" sound, Qing Zhi, who was standing in the corner, suddenly took a deep breath. For some reason, he shook his body and fell to the ground.

Bang—

When he was on the ground, he was caught off guard, his face turned pale, his whole body was trembling, and his thin body seemed to be a kite ravaged by the strong wind, curled up together, struggling constantly, making painful moans.

"Go to it?!"

Qing Zhi suddenly fell down, and his pain was not disguised. Everyone was startled. Ren Shenghun said worriedly: "How are you?!"

"Ho—Ho—Ho—" Qing Qizhi fell to the ground, rolling constantly, and his throat was hoarse: "It hurts so much...it hurts...it hurts so much..."

Everyone didn't know what was wrong with Qingzhi. Ren Shenghun wanted to reach out to help him. Before he could take a step, he heard a loud "bang" sound, and the empty tomb chamber fell from the sky, a huge iron cage, "bang!" directly locked everyone down.

If Ren Shenghun takes another half step, he will definitely be smashed into meat paste by this huge cage.

"What's going on?!"

"Who encountered the agency!"
To be continued...