Ye Fan listened carefully to the passage found in the labyrinth, and found that in the depths of the passage, there were a large number of dull footsteps.
It appears to be a group of people digging underground rocks, hauling heavy loads, the sound of ground grinding, and the sound of shouting and whipping.
"There seem to be a lot of people or ghost clans down here, we're just afraid that they are not opponents, just the ghost disciple of the big leader of the sand bandits, Ghost Face, has made us very embarrassed when we attacked the sand village before.
If there is a group of ghost disciples with the strength of the ghost face, I am afraid that none of us will survive. ” Zhao Zhong leaned on the rock and listened for a while, exclaiming in a low voice, his face a little pale.
He regretted it a little and came to this dungeon to look for treasures.
The treasure has not been found, but a large group of ghost clan martial artists have been found.
It's so unlucky.
The rest of the people also looked suspicious, and they also heard these noisy sounds underground.
The number of people in this underground is at least dozens of times more than the seven of them, which is simply a lot of lives.
"Listening to the voice below, I'm afraid that it's not all ghosts, otherwise there won't be the sound of scolding and whipping.
I'll go down first and see how it's going, and then you guys will come down later."
Ye Fan shook his head and thought about it for a while.
Then, he performed a flash move, and a few dodges quietly passed through the hundred-zhang long passage leading to the underground.
He leaned against the rock wall, looking carefully inside.
The exit is a stone gate, and inside is a very large underground palace with large rock bricks on the ground.
The palace could barely see the edges, and it was estimated to be no less than ten miles huge.
This shocked Ye Fan.
Such a large-scale underground palace occupies almost half of the area of the canyon oasis on the ground.
Although it is an underground palace, it is not pitch black.
In many places, raging torches lit up a part of the bleak place.
In the various heights of the underground palace, there were no less than a dozen ghost disciples in black armor, wearing one-color masks to cover their faces, holding long whips, patrolling back and forth, shouting loudly into the distance from time to time.
Their masks were exactly the same as those worn by the big bandit leader, Oniface.
Scattered around this dungeon, there are hundreds of ragged people wearing chains and shackles, more than half of them are digging rocks on the mountain wall with shovels, a few are carrying rocks, and dozens of people are building underground palace buildings, which seem to be expanding this huge dungeon.
The prisoners were a little slack, and the black-clothed armor who was patrolling around the overseers scolded angrily and whipped them hard.
Perhaps the black-clad ghosts were so sure that no one could break in, so they didn't have a guard at the door.
The limited manpower of the ghost disciples is to supervise the work of the prisoners.
"More than a dozen ghost gangsters and hundreds of imprisoned Terrans.
In the renovation of this dungeon" Ye Fan gradually understood something in his heart.
Although it is not clear why the ghosts want to renovate this underground palace.
But the number of people in this underground palace was estimated by him.
The number of ghost disciples is not large, but he doesn't know the cultivation strength of these ghost disciples, and he doesn't dare to do it easily.
This dungeon is at least ten miles huge, and there are only more than ten ghost disciples, and they can't even monitor every corner of the dungeon.
Soon, Mu Bing, Qin Yu'er and others also sneaked to his side.
"What's going on?"
"Fortunately, there aren't too many ghost disciples, but we have to find out their cultivation strength before we can start."
"How to do it" "There are no less than three or four hundred prisoners here, they must know something about the strength of these ghosts, let's lurk in the past, find someone to ask" "But they're all working, and if anyone stops, the ghosts will surely find out."
"There's always a time for them to rest." 。
Ye Fan and the others sneaked into this huge underground palace from a remote and lightless corner.
It was impossible for a dozen ghost disciples to monitor every corner of this dungeon, and their attention was almost all on supervising the prisoners' work, and they did not notice that someone had actually passed through the labyrinth above and infiltrated this real underground palace.
Ye Fan slowly sneaked in from the remote edge of the underground palace to no man's land.
After half a day, after a ghost leader shouted to open the meal, all the hundreds of prisoners numbly put down their tools one by one, took the rice bowl and put some dry rice and steamed buns, and then scattered around the palace to eat and rest.
Hundreds of prisoners did not speak, and almost all of them were extremely numb, imprisoned as slaves in this underground palace, just surviving and waiting for death.
Even the demons slackened their grip and stopped supervising the prisoners, gathering together to eat, drink and be merry.
Mu Bing said in a low voice, "There are so many of these prisoners, I'm afraid that many of them are low-level martial artists.
Who do we ask about the situation?"
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"Of course look for the strongest one" Ye Fan looked at the prisoners.
Although these hundreds of prisoners were all shackled, these shackles were not the same.
Trapping a warrior only requires ordinary iron shackles, but for Wu Zun, he definitely needs a harder shackle of the mysterious weapon.
He soon discovered that among the large group of prisoners was a black-faced man, blind in one eye but the other like a brass bell, and not only wearing a heavy pair of blackiron shackles on his hands, but even his legs were chained by a pair of heavy black-iron shackles.
There are countless whiplashes on his body, and he looks extremely hideous.
It seems that the one-eyed man received "special" treatment and was imprisoned more severely than everyone else.
It should be a Martial Venerable, and it is likely to be above the middle stage of Martial Venerable.
The big man dragged the heavy shackles on his body, carried a rice bowl, and went to the corner alone to eat.
Ye Fan asked Mu Bing and the six of them to monitor those black-clothed ghost disciples, and he went to contact the black-faced middle-aged prisoner alone.
Ye Fan quietly sneaked into the dark corner near the middle-aged prisoner and made a silent gesture.
The one-eyed man saw Ye Fan who suddenly appeared in front of him, Ye Fan was not shackled, and he was obviously not a prisoner when he looked at his clothes.
He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and a hint of surprise suddenly flashed in his dull and numb eyes.
"You" "Adventurer" Ye Fan finished speaking in a low voice, just looking at the one-eyed man.
He didn't say anything more, giving the one-eyed man a little time to digest.
The three words of adventurer are enough to indicate his identity and intentions.
On the Shenwu Continent, adventurers will enter any unknown place at any cost to explore all unknown mysteries.
This dungeon is no exception.
The vast majority of the adventurers of the Terran race are staunch Terran warriors and will not stand on the side of the ghost race.
The one-eyed man stayed for a while, and finally came back to his senses, with a little more look on his face, and exclaimed: "There are adventurers who can sneak into this underground palace, your skills are stronger than me, I was also an adventurer back then, but I was caught by the big leader of the sand bandits, Ghost Face, just outside the canyon, and was imprisoned here for five years."
The fact that you were able to avoid the ghost face and sneak into this dungeon shows how clever your stealth skills are. ” "Have you found a way to escape?"
Ye Fan asked in a deep voice.
If this group of prisoners has no will to escape, then he will save it in vain.
"In this underground palace alone, there are thirteen ghost disciples who believe in the ghost worship sect Wuzun guarding them, and it is difficult to get rid of them.
Moreover, there was a labyrinth outside, and those prisoners who could not bear to escape ended up lost in the labyrinth, and countless others died inside.
However, if you can sneak in, you must have cracked the labyrinth.
Maybe you can take us out and kill us. ” The one-eyed man looked a little excited, but when he thought of those ghost disciples, he quickly shook his head in frustration, "No, there are thirteen ghost disciples here, and there are three martial masters in the Grand Canyon outside, such as the sand bandit ghost face, quicksand and lynx."
Even if we break out of the labyrinth, we can't escape this canyon.
You can't escape this thousands of miles of desert. ” Ye Fan nodded with satisfaction, the one-eyed man's words at least showed that they were still trying to escape.
It's just that it's too difficult, and it's almost hopeless to escape.
Only then did he say flatly: "The three leaders of the sand bandits, Ghost Face, Quicksand and Lynx, have been killed by me and the people on my side."
"What Ghost Face and his Scorpion King are so powerful, you can kill him too" The one-eyed man was shocked, raised his head in disbelief, and looked at Ye Fan.
At the beginning, he barely had much power to resist, and he was caught by Ghost Face and his Scorpion King.
He knew how powerful Ghost Face was.
He looked at Ye Fan, and then at the few martial artists who came with Ye Fan who were hiding not far away, and was very surprised.
But looking at Ye Fan's expression, it didn't look like a lie at all.
And Ye Fan didn't have any need to lie to a prisoner like him who was a bitter slave waiting to die in the underground palace, and there was nothing to be gained from him The one-eyed man laughed at himself and completely relieved, "Under the one-eyed dragon, if there is anything that my brother needs me to do, just say it directly." ” "There are seven Martial Venerables on my side.
The only thing that needs to be solved now is more than ten ghost disciples, killing them will save you out, you know how much of their cultivation and combat effectiveness are rough."
Ye Fan asked carefully.
"The big leader of the sand bandits, Ghost Face, is the strongest of this group of ghosts.
The thirteen ghost disciples in this underground palace are almost all on the first and second floors of the early stage of Wuzun, and the strongest leader of the ghost disciples is the fourth layer of Wuzun Realm.
I once tried to escape, and found that his cultivation was similar to mine, much worse than that of Ghost Face.
It's a pity that I don't have a mystical weapon blade in my hand, and I'm no match for him at all. ” The one-eyed man was annoyed and hated.
He had deep whip marks all over his body, which were left by the whipping when he tried to escape. was smoked to death, beaten half to death.
Ye Fan thought for a moment, the thirteen Martial Venerable early to mid-stage ghost disciples, this strength was obviously nearly twice as strong as the seven Martial Venerables on his side.
If the two sides fight, there will definitely be casualties on their side, and even a fiasco.
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Ye Fan asked again: "Then among the prisoners in this underground palace, how many celebrity martial arts are there?"
"Including me, there are more than 20 Wuzun, almost all of them are from Xiayang County, who came to this desert to explore and train these years, but they were arrested.
The rest are more than three hundred warriors, and their strength is weak.
We outnumber them on our side, but we don't have any weapons in our hands, and we don't have this sturdy iron shackles, so we can't help you. ” The one-eyed man looked a little helpless.
"It's okay, I killed the big leader of the sand bandits before, and found that there were more than 20 mysterious artifacts in a storage bag.
I'm afraid that these mysterious weapons are the Xuan soldiers of you martial arts.
Even if it's not yours, you can make do with it."
Ye Fan couldn't help but smile, and took out several pieces of Xuanbing from a storage bag and gave them to the one-eyed man.
"Okay, with these Xuan soldiers, we prisoners are enough to fight with the ghosts."
The one-eyed man was immediately overjoyed, and clenched his iron fist in high spirits.
He suddenly remembered something, "By the way, in addition to the thirteen half-human and half-ghost ghost disciples in this underground palace, there is also a real ghost clan, and this opponent is even more terrifying. ” "Who" "Ghost Girl" t1706231537: