"Bald Butcher" Lu Meng is an assassin on Iron Thorn Island.

He has a devout faith in the Assassin God.

He is particularly obsessed with "complete the assassination mission without anyone noticing it."

Being discovered is a shame for the assassin.

Therefore, Lu Meng usually kills everyone who saw him assassination...

"Hmm? Is this a key?"

The bald butcher's body shook, and his brown teeth bit his chapped lips. He bent down and picked up a "very extraordinary" golden cloud pattern key on the ground.

Some information suddenly came into my mind...

Lu Meng savored the information carefully, took a breath of cold air, and then looked ecstatic in his eyes.

"The Seventh Ancient Secret Realm..."

"The Seventh Ancient Secret Realm..."

The bald strong man couldn't help but murmur, a little disbelief.

He has not heard of such a secret key, but even if he looks at the entire Iron Thorn Island, there are only a few people who can get such a key with enough blessings, but they are just a few.

Today, I actually found a handful of it?

Has the Assassin God finally heard his faith?

Ah, the great god of assassin, I, Lu Meng, praise you with a mace.

Yes, this assassin's weapon is the mace.

"The ghosts in the secret realm have developed a strong will, so will they attract the lucky ones who have obtained the key?

Oh, I actually want to be a lucky guy."

Lu Meng laughed out loud.

It's so cool, it's so cool.

I was jealous of those beautiful young faces who were exposed to the adventure. This time, God really opened his eyes... No, no, it was my God of Assassin.

"Everything is empty, everything is acceptable."

Lu Meng was so excited that he couldn't help but start reading the first sentence in the assassin's dogma.

Sure enough, everything is up to you. I am well developed, hahaha!

Half a day later.

In the white iron compartment...

Lu Meng looked at the nine people beside him.

The nine people also looked at the bald butcher.

Everyone was silent.

Silenced, either.

Damn, I thought my luck was unique, but I never expected that there were nine people who had the same blessing as me?

All nine people thought they were awesome and they ignored each other.

soon.

They appeared in a mist.

The mist slowly dissipated, revealing a broken bronze door with quaint patterns. There was a key hole on the door, which seemed to correspond to the secret key they had obtained before.

At the same time, a heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching words rang out in their minds.

"The ancient souls of the Seventh Secret Realm meet on the narrow road on the road of chasing stronger. Only the winner can win the opportunity to peek at the avenue.

The winner breaks the void, and the loser falls here.

Now, millions of years have passed, and they are bound by the ruined secret realm and cannot be liberated.

People who are destined to be, when you meet them, please help these former strong men.

Good will be rewarded, evil will be rewarded, and everything you give will be rewarded."

All ten people obviously heard this.

Look at each other.

They were not reckless and did not open the door immediately with the key.

A tall and thin man with a stern face suddenly sneered: "Pretending to be a ghost! Let me go in, but I won't go in, so I'm going to walk back and see where this is!"

As he said that, he turned around...

After walking about sixteen steps, his body disappeared, as if he had bumped into a certain ripple.

Lu Meng was stunned. Has this guy left the secret realm? But...what is the secret realm? If you know, wouldn't you come here often in the future without this key?

He thought of it, and the other eight people also thought of it. Nine people had their own ulterior motives, looking at me and I looked at you, and then watching the place where the first bird appeared disappeared.

The fog dissipated, and before the ancient gate, nine people scattered their positions, but behind them was a vast white area...

It took about a little moment.

There was no scream outside, and someone finally couldn't help but follow him.

It was a short fat man with a fat face and several layers of collar neck. He brought a pair of axes with his hands. When he came over, his body was shaking.

These flesh are his strongest armor and are hard to get into.

The short and fat man counted the steps and walked to the place where the tall and thin man disappeared just now, and stopped.

These people are all human spirits, and there are no idiots who are busy on Iron Thorn Island.

The short fat man poked his axe out first.

The other eight people stared at him wide-eyed.

Bang!!

The fat man's eyes showed horror. His whole body seemed to be suffering from a huge force. He fell to the ground by the strange force from the handle of the axe.

The face fell downwards.

Bang...

"Ph pah pah pah pah."

After a long time, the fat man got up, his face full of dust. He spit out mud all over his mouth. When he looked at the axe, he couldn't help but be stunned...

The axe was bitten and even showed terrible teeth marks in the first half.

The other eight people saw it, their expressions were different, and they looked at each other speechlessly.

The first idiot who ran out probably was dead, can't he die anymore, right?

This secret realm really exists in a terrible place.

Are there any terrible monsters patrolling around?

I'm afraid that this is no longer in this space?

But they were not scared.

Opportunity always coexists with danger.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win.

Without hesitation, Lu Meng carried the mace and rushed forward, then took out the golden cloud pattern key and inserted it into the hole of the ancient gate.

However, he didn't need to rotate at all, and he felt like he was sucked in.

Lu Meng entered the secret realm.

I was shocked by the magnificent scene in front of me.

This picture is really amazing.

Were such a big weapon, were it all giants in ancient times?

Or is it an immortal who can fly with a sword in the legend?

These swords are enough for hundreds of people to step on?

"Damn it, it's really a secret realm, ancient? Seventh? Then there are sixth, fifth, fourth, third, second, first? But why have I never heard of it before?"

The bald butcher was relieved. He was just a powerful man who had achieved great success in the True Yuan Realm. Except for his horrible momentum when he was killed, he was fierce enough. He met some real masters, but he was powerless. It was normal for him not to know these things.

After thinking about it, he walked towards the entrance of the maze of remnants full of mythology.

Be careful all the way.

There are either skeletons emitting moldy smell, or fragments of metal weapons that you don’t know at all, or broken weapons, cracked mysterious beast statues, and ancient totems showing cracks.

General Lu Meng danced two maces, extremely cautious all the way.
To be continued...