C816 (1/2)

With the sound of the impact of the fall, at this time the square is no longer clean, but full of debris, pieces of statues.

There are also a variety of corpses. For these people, people have picked up the relics. After all, they are wandering in the ancient battlefield, and they have a lot of things on them.

”It's mine!”

”Hum, is it?” It was soon beaten together by someone, the snatcher's storage ring.

With the fall of the battle, more than 50 people on the scene were less than 30 at this time, which was half less.

The rest of these people did not choose to challenge these statues again. After all, they were on guard against each other.

”Almost, let's keep going down.” The monk in blue looked at them and said in a voice.

The figure of white jade ghost flashed, but it had moved towards the deeper part of the cave. People heard that it was also very tacit to follow up.

There are so many immortals here. It can be imagined that there is something in the deepest part of the cave. So at this moment, people are a little excited and can't wait to move towards the deepest part of the cave.

Cheng Fei is also behind the team, not in a hurry. In his opinion, it is not so simple that he can reach the real core of the cave.

People are constantly moving towards the core of the cave, but there is no other obstacle along the way.

”Well? What? ” Just when people begin to relax and relax, Cheng Fei has a sense of death. A breath of repression comes from the front.

”Hey, I didn't expect us to be here so soon!” At this time, the monk in blue also had a trace of joy on his face.

When they passed through the cave, the scene in front of them was changed. Instead of the narrow cave, there appeared a lake with an island in the middle of the lake.

”The island in the middle of the lake is the core cave?” The fat man looked at the scene and said aloud.

”Ha ha, the core cave, there must be a lot of treasures!” A monk said excitedly.

Hearing this, Cheng Fei's face did not change at all. Instead, he was staring at the lake in front of him with a trace of fear.

His spirit is far stronger than ordinary monks, so Cheng Fei is very sensitive to the existence of water. There must be some danger in it, otherwise he would not be so vigilant.

Looking at the green lake in front of him, Cheng Fei thinks in his heart that when he gets to his strength, he often feels what he is, and can feel his own misfortune and fortune.

”Ha ha, here I am!” A Friar's face flashed a ray of joy, can't wait to fly to the lake island.

”You'd better not be so excited. There's something in it!” Cheng Fei can't bear to die easily, so he can't help but say.

”Ha ha, boy, don't think you are very strong when you are young enough to fit in, and others are not bad either!” Hearing Cheng Fei's words, a trace of disdain flashed on his face, as if laughing at Cheng Fei's weakness.

”Ha ha.” Several of the Friar's companions laughed at this.