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Chapter 446 Breaking into the Dungeon

As soon as Hong Mao stepped into the first floor of the dungeon, he saw several mummified corpses lying here and there on the ground, apparently pretending to be disciples of the Tang Sect.

At this time, Tang Jing also rushed to him, looking at the corpses all over the ground, he couldn't believe it and said:

"Is this all done by idiots?"

Hong Mao shook his head with a startled expression, "I hope it's not him."

While the two were talking, sounds came from below one after another again, but this time it was not a muffled groan, but a scream, but the scream only lasted for a while and then disappeared.

Hearing the sound, Hong Mao rushed to the second floor without hesitation, while Tang Jing turned around and shouted to the two guards who were stunned at the entrance:

"Go and inform the Zongmen."

After finishing speaking, he exerted strength on his feet and followed the young man in front of him.

The two guards didn't dare to trust them, so they turned their heads and ran towards the direction where the fifth girl lived. They had seen the miserable conditions of the other disciples on the ground, and those two masters were not afraid to die to find out. Report to the teacher as soon as possible as ordered.

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Tang Jing and Hong Mao came to the entrance of the second floor in a blink of an eye. Looking at the dark hole, the two young men rushed down the steps without any hesitation. Sheath preparation.

After all, they came a step too late, the misery on the second floor was no worse than that of the first floor, and the guards were sucked into skin and bones without exception. He died in an instant, with varying degrees of pain on his face.

The two are martial arts practitioners, so they could tell the cause of death of these people at a glance, Hong Mao frowned and said:

"Shaluo is not that kind of person, could it be that witch on the eighth floor?"

Tang Jing shook his head and said with a gloomy expression:
"The witch only picks young people to attack, and anyone who dies at her hands will have a smile on their face, and will not be in such pain as now. There is a saying that you know what you know, but you don't know what you think. You should be prepared. "

Hong Mao's face was a bit ugly, judging from the old mute's reaction, it didn't look like he was lying, and this old guy looked unshaven, but he was very clean, if it wasn't a big deal, he wouldn't be wearing wet pants everywhere run.

The two looked dignified and continued towards the third floor.

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As soon as they walked down the steps, an extremely painful voice came from the end of the third floor. The two of them had stayed in the dungeon for a while before, and they had never heard ghosts and wolves howling, but this time the voice was clearly different from before, it was the kind of pain that penetrated the soul .

The prisoners on the third floor could be regarded as experts, and the guards guarding them were naturally not weak, but there were still no traces of fighting at the scene, which only showed that the skills of those who did it far surpassed them.

Tang Jing thought carefully, seeing that the entire third floor was slaughtered without even the strength to resist, he couldn't help but think of retreating, the current situation is beyond their control.

He was about to speak to persuade Hong Mao, but the latter suddenly seemed to see something, shouted "Fool", and then rushed forward without giving Tang Jing time to react.

Tang Jing looked in the direction of Hong Mao's pursuit. Under the faint light of the fire, a figure flashed away. Seeing that the boy was about to run away, Tang Jing sighed and followed him up.

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Four floors, five floors.

The two thought they had run fast enough, but compared to the speed at which the other party absorbed the prisoner's skills, it was still much slower.

Randomly picking out one of the prisoners on the two floors is enough to cause disaster, but in front of the mysterious man, he is still vulnerable, and the other party seems to be getting more and more familiar, and the prisoners originally on the third floor will still scream. But when we reached the fourth and fifth floors, there was no sound.

The entire dungeon echoed the footsteps of the two young men. Even if they were as calm as Tang Jing, they couldn't help but want to scold their mothers. The two of them chased after each other all the way. Could it be some kind of ghost?
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When we came to the sixth floor, things finally changed. Among the few cells, only a few had corpses lying there, and the doors of the rest of the cells were all wide open, and the prisoners inside had disappeared.

The two came to the second cell, Tang Wangchen, Tang Jing's senior brother, was sitting on the ground, dying.

Seeing this, Tang Jing quickly opened the broken iron gate and rushed forward, came to the other side and squatted down, "Senior Brother Wangchen, are you okay?"

Tang Juanchen, who was leaning against the wall, was already exhaling more than inhaling. He really didn't have the strength to answer the unnecessary question. He tore open his skirt to reveal his sunken chest, and then smiled and said:
"It looks like the game is over this time."

"Don't say that, someone has already gone to inform the Zongmen, and Master will be here in a while." Tang Jing's tone was rarely concerned.

Tang Juanchen shook his head and said in a weak voice:
"That man called himself Luo Tian, ​​and he was a big devil. He wanted us to join him to deal with the Tang Sect. After all, I am a disciple of the Tang Sect, so how could I agree to such a request. Junior brother, you are not his opponent, so hurry up and leave. ..."

At the end of Tang Wangchen's speech, his voice gradually disappeared. Tang Jing turned his head and looked, and the other party had lost his breath.

When he heard the word "Luo Tian" from Tang Wangchen's mouth, even if Hong Mao didn't believe it, he knew the answer in his heart. He frowned, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Tang Jing's expression on the side was even worse, his already gloomy eyes showed a bit of murderous intent at this moment, he gently put down Tang Wangchen, walked out of the cell silently, and ran towards the next floor without saying a word.

Hesitation flashed across Hong Mao's face. He walked out of the cell and looked at the tragic situation around him. Soon the hesitation on his face was replaced by solemnity. After the young man shook the saber in his hand vigorously, he chased after him.

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On the ninth floor of the dungeon, a figure was being suspended from the stone wall. His limbs were bound by thick iron chains, and the other end of the iron chain was directly submerged into the stone wall.

This person has white beard and hair, and is about the same age as Tang Zhi, the patriarch of the Tang Sect. It was Feng Wuyong who wounded Tang Zhi back then, making him unable to leave the sect for half his life.

The ancestor of the Feng family and the first head of the Tang Sect were old friends. Both of them were good at using hidden weapons. Because of their similar interests, the two became friends and became sworn brothers, and jointly developed hidden weapons.

The Feng family pays attention to the exquisiteness of hidden weapons, and strives to create complex mechanisms that even the Mohists can't match, while the Tang family takes a slanted approach, trying to use poison to achieve the goal of winning by surprise.

Over the past few years, the two sides have indeed researched hidden weapons such as Yin Yang Ling and Shi Yu, which not only include exquisite machinery, but also contain the world's strange poison.

The Feng family and the Tang Sect became fearsome existences at almost the same time. The two sects were both families of hidden weapons. Naturally, competition for ranking in the martial arts was unavoidable. Later, the ancestor of the Tang Sect retired to the background when he got old, and the entire Tang Sect was controlled by him. The son takes care of it.

The new suzerain was really as vicious as the Tang Sect used poison. Without informing the ancestors, he ordered people to cast a colorless, odorless and highly poisonous poison into the well of the Feng family.

Most of the Feng family was killed and injured, and the patriarch gathered the remaining clan forces to plan revenge, but he was caught in an ambush by the Tang clan again on the way, and almost all the clansmen were wiped out, leaving only one or two fleeing outside.

When the head of the Tang Sect appeared in front of the patriarch with two treasures from the Fengjia Town Sect, the nearly hundred-year-old old man almost flew into a rage on the spot.

Now that the matter has come to an end, the old man knows that the Feng family will not let it go, but because the Tang Sect was unreasonable first, they made a patriarchal rule not to harm the lives of the descendants of the Feng family.

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(End of this chapter)