Chapter 749 (1/2)

After this dangerous situation, all people's hearts suddenly tense up, dare not have any negligence.

The river is constantly emitting a stench. Something in the water has rotten and polluted the aura in the water.

The four don't plan to stay here more, otherwise, I'm afraid they don't know what monsters they will encounter.

They went on, and not far away, there were three forks.

Jiang Hao released the fire of red lotus industry, which lit up the walls around. On the ground inside the fork, there were blood stains. Judging from the color of the blood stains, it should be that someone died in it soon.

Ouyang Zhentian raised his two fingers, and his Sabre came out of nowhere and floated in front of him. He took a step, and his sword followed him. It seemed that he was ready to stop the attack at any time.

”I'll check in first!” Without any hesitation, Ouyang Zhentian walked in directly, leaving only three people in place.

Jiang Hao and Nan Tian feirong looked at each other and nodded.

Then, Jiang Hao looked at Ali and took something out of his arms for her. It was a whistle made of bones.

”You are waiting for us here. If you are in danger, blow it immediately!” Jiang Hao admonished.

”Well.” Ah Li nodded obediently.

Jiang Hao rubbed Ali's face with a smile.

No longer wasting time, they went into the cave.

On the way, Jiang Hao's Python Jiao suddenly poked out his head, and the snake Xinzi kept swinging, sensing all the movement in front of him.

Since swallowing the spirit of the real dragon, mang Jiao has undergone a strange change. His appearance has not changed much, but his perception and attack power are not weaker than Jiang Hao. Following him can be said to be Jiang Hao's three heads and six arms.

As Jiang Hao moved forward, he gradually found that the space of the cave was much larger than he had imagined.

A breath diffused from the distance to all around. The breath was very strange. It seemed to be mixed with some idea, or a kind of perception. What's more, Jiang Hao was even more surprised that this space seemed to be controlled by an idea. The wind was not like the wind, and the air was not like the air.

”Is there anything in it that can't be created?” Jiang Hao's eyes were sharp and he was staring straight ahead. In this case, most of them were enemies but not friends.

Jiang Hao walked forward step by step. Meanwhile, the fire of his red lotus industry was roaring and steaming, and there was a faint sign of spraying out.

In front of him, there is a walking stick. The bottom of the stick is integrated with the rock. It is immortal for thousands of years. A kind of ancient breath is emitted.

Jiang Hao took a step forward. Suddenly, the stick gave off light and floated gently around it. When he reached the top, a shadow appeared.

It was the shadow of an old man. It should be the master of the stick.

Jiang Hao stroked his chin thoughtfully. After a moment, he stepped closer again.