Previously, Ark could only control sixty-four Xuanyuan Swords. Although they were very powerful, they were too small to shoot without any internal smell.

Until now, Ark truly experienced what it means to wash the floor.

Hundreds of sword shadows poured forward crazily, forming a dense golden sword curtain, shooting among the prison guards who were catching up.

The jailers only saw the dazzling golden light coming towards them, and then they were shot overturned and fell from the air.

After curbing the pursuit momentum behind, the ark immediately turned around and shot the sword shadow at the jailers who were double-teaming on both sides.

He now seemed to be controlling a turret made of several metal storms. The golden sword shadow is the bullet and the innate true energy is the gunpowder.

The ark pulled the trigger to his heart's content, pouring out countless bullets, and slamming the prison guards happily.

The sword shadows he shot out were endless. As long as he had enough true energy, he could create endless sword shadows anytime and anywhere.

Although the power of each sword shadow is not as powerful as the Xuanyuan sword, it cannot withstand too many. Each jailer rushing up will at least face several sword shadows at the same time.

Although the ark was shooting vigorously, the true energy in the body was also consumed rapidly.

He didn't dare to fight, so he attacked and retreated, and chose a tunnel to get in.

The jailers were already angry by the ark, or regarded him as a jailbreak monster. They did not give up chasing, but followed them into the tunnel.

The battle between the two sides continued from the prison to the tunnel. While the ark retreated deep into the tunnel, he kept shooting out sword shadows backwards and shot the jailer who was chasing him.

The jailers were fearless and chased them against the bombardment of the sword shadow. After finding it difficult to get close, they projected a chain-shaped sickle on the ark.

The ark can only increase the output and knock out the sickles that are shot. Occasionally, if there are fish that miss the net, they will be handed over to the other side to solve the problem.

The battle between the two sides was too loud, leading to many monsters in the tunnel. However, when they saw these vicious prison guards, the monsters retracted their heads from the heart.

Fang Ark gradually became anxious, his true energy was consumed more and more, but these prisoners had no intention of stopping and still chased after him.

What made Fang Ark even more worried was that the tunnel he chose in a hurry was actually extending downwards.

I'm afraid I'm not going to enter the cemetery and sacrificial ground on the third floor of the underground, the monsters there are even more terrifying than the second floor.

But Fang Ark couldn't stop. Once he stopped, the vicious prison guards in front of him would definitely get rid of him.

In this dilemma, as time goes by, the ark goes deeper and deeper into the ground.

He expected that one or two forks could appear in the middle of the way to make him turn, but unfortunately he didn't appear from beginning to end, as if it was a one-way tunnel.

Seeing that the true energy was about to come to an end, Fang Ark swallowed another handful of pills to quickly restore spiritual energy.

He planned to use the sword-cutting style to take a risky blow, killing these prisoners while opening up the upward path.

But before he could do it, the entire tunnel suddenly vibrated.

The wall of the tunnel suddenly exploded, and a huge and ferocious head popped out, covered with thick armor, and underneath it was a mouthpiece full of sharp teeth and pointed claws.

The ark happened to fly over the tunnel, and was about to be hit by the head that looked a bit like a centipede.

The prison guards who caught up with him were not so lucky, and they all rushed into the head that suddenly ran out.

The ark hovered directly in the air, with gloating expressions on his face, wanting to see the two monsters kill each other.

The next moment, he saw the monster's head open and sucked suddenly.

The hundreds of prisoners who caught up with him were powerless to resist and were all sucked into the monster's mouth and turned into a delicious meal.

Ark:(;°□°)

Before the monster could turn around, Ark turned around and ran away at the fastest speed in his life.

Cao, originally thought that those jailers could not afford to offend them, but he didn't expect that a thing that could not afford to offend even more could come out.

This monster that easily swallows hundreds of jailers is probably a monster that is active on the third floor of the ground.

In other words, whether Fang Ark wanted to do so or not, he had already entered the cemetery on the third floor of the underground.

After escaping for more than ten minutes, he found that the monster behind him did not seem to have caught up. Fang Ark stopped to rest and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

But his whole heart was still raised. A monster ran out of the third floor underground, which was so terrible, and the level of danger was evident.

Next, he must be careful, otherwise there will be a possibility of a failure at any time.

The ark entered the gourd to rest and restore true energy, and continued to let the other shore fly forward with the gourd.

There was a terrible monster behind him blocking the road. He didn't dare to go back and take risks, so he could only continue walking forward.

As he went down the road, he did not encounter any monsters again, but Ark did not relax his vigilance. In this case, either there was no one or a bigger monster had no chance to appear.

After exploring a distance, several forks finally appeared

This time, the ark did not make a rash choice, so as not to run the wrong way again and go directly to the most dangerous place.

He came out of the gourd, holding the black broken sword he had obtained in the Deep Church.

When this broken sword is in the Ark's hand, it always faces the other half of the broken sword, trying to guide him to go.

Ark intends to use the mysterious effect of this half-cut sword to find the right direction in this maze-like underground.

He placed the broken sword flat on the palm of his hand, and the broken sword was indeed swaying in a certain direction, corresponding to one of the several forks.

The ark put away the black broken sword and continued to hide in the gourd, allowing the other shore to drill into the tunnel and fly forward with the gourd.

I don’t know how far I flew forward, but suddenly I entered an empty place.

This place is pitch black, and there is no end to see the front, back, left and right. The other side flew forward for a distance, turned around and disappeared.

It was suspended in the darkness and completely lost its direction.

The ark came out of the gourd again, and used the black broken sword to identify the direction again, and flew forward in the direction provided by the broken sword.

It was another long flight, and just as the ark was almost losing patience, a light suddenly appeared in the darkness ahead.

He was very cautious and did not approach him rashly, but left the gourd in place and let the other side quietly lean over to check.

Through the shared vision on the other side, Fang Fang saw that bright true face.

It was a campfire, and there was a woman sitting by the campfire.

As the other side approached, the woman seemed to notice something and looked up slightly.

There is no doubt that the other side has been discovered again.
Chapter completed!