Not only this one hurts, but both sides felt the pain at this time.

Halfway through the Guihu Lake, I suddenly encountered such a strange style.

The passengers on both sides looked at each other with sympathy, and they were both people who fell into the world...

And the most painful thing among them is Fang Zheng.

Fortunately, the two boats finally missed each other, and neither side directly rowed and collided with each other. The kayaker turned his head and grinned at the corpse-sucking man, and the rowing gradually faded away.

Next, the small wooden boat on the Ghost Lake continued to row deep into the Ghost Lake.

"I just seemed to smell gunpowder. Did I miss something interesting?" Master Michelin asked in a slightly excited gossip.

Fang Zheng's expression moved.

Although the other party had deliberately disguised his voice, he still heard a bit familiar. It was indeed the one who was robbed.

Faced with the gossip of this Michelin master, Fang Zheng did not speak in order to avoid exposing himself.

That girl, I never heard her speak in two days of contact. She seemed to have the same plan as Fang Zheng to avoid exposing her identity.

As for the other first passenger, he seemed to have been frightened by this time, and he was also speechless for a moment.

As a result, no one answered the question of the Michelin master.

"It's boring." The Michelin master suddenly became bored and then began to look at the ghosts under the lake.

When the ship finally landed, the first passenger rushed out of the boat with a quick step, as if he was one step later and was afraid of taking his life.

That girl was the second person to get off the boat.

After getting off the boat, it also quickly disappeared into the thick white fog world on the shore.

Then there are the Michelin Master and Founder respectively.

When Fang Zheng got off the boat, he first turned his head thoughtfully and looked at it. Yesterday he killed the three kayakers, and then turned around and threw himself into the White Mist World, following closely behind the people in front of him.

The painted painted family behind this kayaker is obviously prepared this time...

This time Fang Zheng had experience and no longer followed too close when following. Suddenly, the vision in front of him became wider. Fang Zheng had already walked out of the foggy area, and was still on the abdomen of the mountain, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, in a tic-tac shape.

The head sacrifice is still dense, and the narrow passage buried by the head skull...

"Hmm?" Fang Zheng's expression narrowed.

The few people who got off the boat earlier than him were all blocked in front of the passage and did not enter immediately. Fang Zheng glanced at him and soon found that not only these people stood in front of the passage but did not move. Seven or eight people had arrived first, but now they were blocked in front of the passage and had not entered.

These people stood together, all of them were all in the crew props. Those who didn't know thought they were elite teams of "militants".

At this time, two groups of people were forming a tense situation of three parties with the elite team of "militants".

These two groups of people did not wear crew props, but they both wore masks to hide their identities.

The mask worn by one party is a V-shaped mask man.

One side is the Joker Mask in the Batman World.

"It seems that it was confirmed yesterday that it was a blessed land, but it was leaked out by someone after all." Fang Zheng was not surprised by this.

The human heart is separated from the belly.

People's hearts are unpredictable.

Blessed land is of great importance. Whoever wants to occupy the blessed land alone and monopolize all resources. The best way is to kill people today and set up an ambush in advance to attack everyone.

However, there are more than one greedy persons, and there are far less than one force who set up ambush in advance. When they find that there are other ambushers, they form a restraint, and no one dares to take action easily.

At this moment, the three parties were in conflict, and they were all blocked in front of the passage, and no one was willing to take a step back first.

Fang Zheng rushed out of the white fog and attracted the three forces to turn their heads and look at them. Facing dozens of eyes, Fang Zheng calmed down.

"Hey, V-word Vendetta Squad? Clown Team? Hi~ I'm a mixed-cs."

Fang Zheng raised his palm and said hello, then trotted all the way to the...cs elite team where the props were located.

Hiss!

The three forces, which were originally tense, suddenly felt a sore and cold teeth.

Is this a special purpose to destroy the serious formation?

Fortunately, it's not from our V-word Vendetta Squad...

Fortunately, it's not from our clown team...

Wait, when will we become the V-word Vendetta Squad (Clown Team)?

Peat! This guy is actually from our CS elite team! There are more than a dozen people in the "militants" who are on the prop server, and they are collectively shattering their faces.

Can you ask for someone to kick?

At this time, after the tension slowed down a little, the three forces could no longer return to their previous murderous aura. So after each elected a representative, they began a long negotiation, roared, rolled up their sleeves and prepared to fight with a bad temper, and then went to one side to fight with a tough temper, continued to roar, and continued to roll up their sleeves... After four or five times, the three forces finally barely reached a consensus.

To prevent each other from attacking each other, the three forces each sent one or two people through the narrow passage.

Those behind, and so on.

In this way, we can also form mutual connections.

After ten or twenty minutes, everyone passed through the narrow passage, and then, almost everyone had a clear purpose and went straight to the only ancient temple in the ruined ancient city.

As expected, they all came straight to the spiritual energy in the ancient temple... Fang Zheng's previous conjecture was fulfilled at this moment.

A magnificent ancient temple, a large stone Buddha.

It is still like yesterday, after thousands of years of vast years, but it has not yet fallen. An evil Buddha held a three-meter sarcophagus with his left hand, pinched a strange seal with his right hand, and his palm facing upwards, and a small sapling is growing vigorously on it.

This is a stone Buddha as huge as the large stone Buddha of Bashu. The ancient temple is as magnificent as the Titan Temple in the Great Wilderness.

It can fully accommodate everyone from all three parties.

When he came to the hall near and Fang Zheng looked at the big stone Buddha, the strange feeling that was staring at by greed and evil eyes spread throughout his body again in a creepy manner.

When he lowered his head and stopped looking at him, the evil gaze disappeared again.

This is the Evil Buddha.

Then, Fang Zheng looked at the sapling on the evil Buddha's right palm. When he saw that Fang Zheng's face under the prop helmet was slightly surprised.

Yesterday, the trunk of a baby's fist was just a tiny tree trunk, but today it is as thick as an adult's arm. At this moment, the branches and leaves are lush, lush and lush.

Such growth is too unusual... It is like the evil Buddha in front of you, with strangeness.

Others obviously noticed this detail, and they were all surprised and exclaimed.

At this time, Fang Zheng found that the clothes of the two men who had disappeared bizarrely yesterday were still neatly stacked on the spot.

At this moment, someone could not wait to enter the ancient temple and immediately meditated cross-legged.

The second person, the third person...Everyone entered the ancient temple and immediately sat cross-legged.
Chapter completed!