Chapter 231 Stone Statue

As the three people of Shi Feng continued to deepen, the murals seen on the Scarlet Rock Wall became more and more clear, and each one was vivid, some were murals of human life, some were murals to tame monsters, Until from the beginning, a man appeared, holding a long sword, standing proudly in the void.

Then immediately followed by a mural, as if describing the scene at that time, after the man came, he began to kill and start to destroy, buildings were destroyed under his bombardment, an individual died under his sword, and then The corpse turned into a dry corpse. And the sword in the man's hand and those corpses that had dried up, the two women felt unusually familiar, and they turned their eyes to Shi Feng.

Shi Feng naturally also saw the sword, the shape, and seeing those dried corpses under the sword, Shi Feng guessed that the sword is the bloodthirsty sword he now owns.

That person should be a bloodline tribe.

"I didn't expect that your bloodline tribe had invaded this world. Do you know the person on the picture?" Shi Feng asked Soul-Fire to communicate with his soul.

"I don't know, but since he came with the holy sword, his identity is definitely extraordinary, and he should be the heir of the bloodline generation." Sheng-Huo said.

Later, Shi Feng saw again that the original audience worshipped and the person standing on the altar appeared to have a war with the Bloodweave tribe. "Since we can fight against the bloodweave tribe's heirs, we must have extraordinary strength. Is this person the blood-colored world that this person created? "Shi Feng thought, and then looked at a mural. The next few pictures have been the battle between the two, but then the mural suddenly disappeared. On the ground, there appeared A look at the bones that were about to decay.

It seems that the owner of this bone is the person who portrayed these murals. The murals were only half-painted, and somehow they suddenly died here. In the battle, whoever won or lost, and how it ended, it ended here. Here.

"It was under the power of the Bloodweaver." At this moment, Saint-Fire said suddenly.

After hearing the words of Saint-Fire, Shi Feng nodded silently. He is the Saint-Fire of the Bloodline Family. Since he said that he died under the power of the Bloodline Family, it must be no worse.

As for how the ending will be, whoever lives and dies, and who wins and loses, Shi Feng doesn't care. Since the Bloodweaves have come to this space with the holy sword, there has been a battle with the strong in this space, so they are left behind. Divine Sword fragments are normal too.

Seeing the two beautiful women still watching the murals and thinking, Shi Feng turned her head and said to them, "Let's go."

"Oh!" After the two women heard Shi Feng's words, they returned to God, nodded, and continued to follow Shi Feng's footsteps, deep into the cave.

At this time, Little Jasmine said to the red prince beside her, "Sister, no wonder he is so powerful that he has inherited the heritage of the person painted."

"Hm." Hung Ho just nodded and said nothing. Still staring at the figure of Shi Feng, as if thinking about something.

"噗通 ... 噗通 ..." Suddenly, the sound of a beating heart suddenly echoed in this cave.

"噗通 ... 噗通 ..." Then, two more sounds were made.

"What?" Shi Feng frowned, looking at the cave in front of him without knowing how long it was. Shi Feng could inductively. The sound came from the innermost part of the cave. What was there inside? It may be that he was hit hard before, that the **** monster is as powerful as it is, or maybe it is more powerful than that monster.

When Shi Feng paused, the two women behind her saw Shi Feng stop and naturally stopped.

"Tong Tong ... Tong Tong ... Tong Tong ..." The voice was still ringing, and the voice seemed abnormally dull in the silent cave.

"Boy, look over." Sheng-fire saw Shi Feng stopped and urged.

At this moment, Shi Feng was hesitant to decide whether she should move on. Later, Shi Feng turned around and looked at the two women behind her, saying in an undeniable tone: "You two stay here."

After speaking, Shi Feng turned around and walked forward. At this moment, there was a coquettish cry from behind: "You wait!"

After hearing the words from Hung Hom, Shi Feng turned around, frowned slightly, and asked, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"You ... you be careful." Hung Hom said softly.

"Huh!" Shi Feng nodded to Hung Hom, then turned around and walked deep into the cave.

Red-eyed eyes stared at the black figure in front of them for a moment, until they disappeared in the eyes, and the space became dark again. Then, from the storage ring, little jasmine took out a luminous spar light .

Shi Feng has been deeper along the road, the more you go inside, "里面 通 ... 噗通 ... 噗通 ..." The sound like a beating heart became louder, clearer, and this voice, Shi Feng heard more and more Feeling bored.

At this moment, Shi Feng suddenly felt that the bloodthirsty in the storage ring suddenly trembled, and the wrist turned, and the bloodthirsty sword appeared in Shifeng's hands, and began to tremble slightly in Shifeng's hands.

"Front, I sense the Sword of the Holy Sword!" Just then, the holy fire in Shi Feng's body suddenly said.

"You guys, it's too late to provide the information." Shi Feng cursed, needless to say, Shi Feng saw an abnormality of the bloodthirsty sword at the moment, and guessed that it must be a fragment.

Divine Shard! This further strengthens Shi Feng's pace of moving forward, resolutely digs deeper into it, and finds the holy sword fragments, which can make the bloodthirsty sword more complete. If the light swallows blood, to restore the bloodthirsty sword to its peak, Holy-fire is almost impossible, and the blood of the strong is more useful for today. The only way at present is to collect the fragments of the holy sword.

About to go into this deep cave again for a while, Shi Feng finally walked out of the cave and came to a huge and vast underground square.

In the square, Shi Feng looked at each other and arranged a dense stone statue, each of which was humanoid, like a row of stone soldiers, neatly arranged and standing straight, and the size of the stone statue was almost the same. Humanoid size.

"Tongtong ... Tongtong ... Tongtong ..." The dull and loud heartbeat echoed continuously above Shi Feng, and Shi Feng looked up to see that there was a stone statue suspended in the hall, and in the statue At the heart of his heart, a small blood-colored object was stabbing, and that object was exactly the shard of the holy sword pursued by Shi Feng.

The trembling of the bloodthirsty sword became more and more fierce, and the shard of the holy sword on the chest of the stone figure also felt the attraction of the magnet and trembled slightly.

(End of this chapter)