"The black sword needs to be held in hand and can fly out on its own. With a flash of light, it pierced the armor and the lance easily harvested the lives of more than a dozen fighters."

"ah!"
A few people face a panic with excitement.
Young people can’t help it.
"There are really immortals in the world!"
"Fairy means more than that." Here, when the old expression changes, there is a panic in his eyes.
"That man can not only fly the sword, but also manipulate the body."
"Manipulating the body?"
A few people stand on end.
"Cut …"
Just then a strange sound came.
"I found it!"
The young man cheered low and hurriedly called others to move a row of shelves and groped for a few to find a darkroom machine.
"It’s 7 locks" and one person nodded his head after a close look.
"It’s really our royal means."
Said the face pan hate hate.
"When my second uncle disappeared, he should have helped Yang Shensi build a darkroom and then been silenced."
"Ah" old sigh.
"What are our lives in the eyes of these big shots? No matter how many people can achieve the goal of death, they will take it for granted. "
"But they also climbed out from the bottom to seize the opportunity, so can we!"
"Now Yang Shensi is entangled with Wenshanjing people, and he won’t notice that this is our opportunity for a short time."
"Open the door!"
"Well" the man nodded and took some silk thread from the body, and the lock gently leaned into the eyes of the machine lock to slowly test.
Yang Shensi can’t get rid of the immortal in his old mouth. Now if they can get what the immortal left behind, they may not be the second Yang Shensi.
A moment later
"Click …"
"Boom!"
Accompanied by the abnormal sound of the lock, the wall in front of several people suddenly cracked towards both sides to reveal a Zhang Xu swinging channel.
At the end of the passage, there are two iron doors sealed by chains of several arms.
"Be careful"
Old eyes shrank and a bunch of short sticks popped up in his hand.
"nothing"
The man shook his head and walked slowly into the channel.
"It’s strange that there is no loom here."
It stands to reason that such narrow passages are most suitable for arranging machine traps. Once someone steps into the machine, it is possible to escape.
But it happened.
There is no trap here.
"Maybe it’s because this is the time when the bamboo gang set up a darkroom. I didn’t expect anyone to sneak in here."
Old touched the beard shake head a way