Wu Yun didn't say much about the doubt of Huo Yan Dao.

He just smiled slightly, and said secretly: "If it is done, these holy corpses will become a big help for me in the future."

"Although these holy corpses have no powerful attack methods, the body is strong, but it is far less than that of the fire.

"If it doesn't work, there is nothing, it will be lost at that time, there is no loss."

That's right, Wu Yun's idea is to use the technique of puppets to use these holy corpses as their own use.

Just like it was once on the Manghuang continent.

However, now Wu Yun's puppet technique stays in the original mortal means.

Faced with these holy corpses far beyond the mortal, Wu Yun didn't know if it could work.

And this is why Wu Yun has always wondered if it can be done.

Of course, these are all afterwards.

The current task is to continue to look forward to find the treasure of this dilapidated building.

In front, there is no holy corpse.

The two continue on the road.

But this time, Wu Yun walked ahead.

The captain of Huo Yan did not go to argue with Wu Yun anymore, and followed Wu Yun with peace of mind.

After that, he discovered again that he and Wu Yun were not at the same level at all.

It is not only a matter of strength, but also a problem of learning and cognition.

The gap between them is not a star.

Strangely, in the next journey, Wu Yun played twelve points of spirit to be wary of any possibility of any danger.

But nothing happened again.

They were so peaceful and came to the end of the martyr.

In front, there is a cliff, vertically down, the exit of the martyrdom is in that cliff.

Below, about 100 meters, is a flat rock floor.

As for the front, it is impossible to distinguish what it is.

Because about 20 meters from the cliff wall, there is a strong fog, dense, shrouded in sight.

I can't see what is there at all.

Even if he showed pupils, Wu Yun couldn't see through these fog.

Looking at it, those fog seemed to be about 20 meters opposite, condensed into a cliff, covering the sight.

"Go down first, this fog is very mysterious, and it is impossible to distinguish whether there are other dangers in it. Go down to the ground below to see the situation!"

After looking at it for a while, Wu Yun whispered.

Looking at the Chief of Huoyan Dao, after the two nodded, they rose together and landed on the rock floor below.

In front of it, it is still concealed by fog.

Turn around, look back, the cliff wall behind is not open, with an oval arc, connecting with the fog in front.

On this oval cliff wall, Wu Yun took a few counts, and there were about thirty martyrs exit.

The exit of these martyrs, correspondingly, naturally is the end of the hall in the lobby.

"Fortunately, Wu Yun, it seems that we have to be lucky."

"At the entrance of the martyrdom, there are hundreds of hundreds of entrances, but there are only thirty exits here."

"In this way, there are only three thirty ways in this way of this martyrdom, all of which are dead!"

It is Huo Yan Dao who is talking. In the words, he is full of fear.

And Wu Yun is somewhat worried.

Hundreds of martyrdoms, all of which are luck, only thirty ways.

This survival rate is too low.

"If you don't have an accident, people who enter this dilapidated building can come here, I'm afraid even three Chengdu will be left!"

Wu Yun secretly shocked.

Huo Yandao nodded in recognition.

Indeed, Wu Yun's estimation is definitely not exaggerated, and it may even be less.

Entering the ruined building, there is a big wave of dying in the illusion.

And the number of deaths in these martyrdoms is at least half.

It is not difficult to imagine that the survival rate of 30 % is exaggerated!

"Ah, go away, roll away ..."

Suddenly, a heartbreaking and fearful roar came from behind.

Wu Yun and Huo Yan had long, and their faces changed greatly.

There is a fog, and you can't see it.

The sound came from it.

The two controlled their breaths, listened, and waited for a sound.

But they didn't hear any sounds.

You can even hear your heartbeat.

Could it be that the heartbroken roar of the heart is fascinating?

Wu Yun and Huo Yan Dao looked at each other.

Both of them have the same speculation.

But their eyes told each other at the same time, that's not an illusion, that voice, too real.

"Someone go in!"

"There is something in it, it's terrible!"

Wu Yun and Huo Yan were long, and they speak almost at the same time.

"Go in?"

Wu Yun once again said that looking at the head of Huoyan Tao, consulting the opinion of Huoyan Dao.

Fire Yan Dao did not answer, but obviously could see the dodge in his eyes.
Chapter completed!