He turned away angrily and walked in different directions.
After walking only a hundred steps forward, they first smelled a strong stench of blood, and then around a corner.
Terrified, he almost vomited up his dinner from the night before. All he saw on the path were corpses with severed limbs and severed heads!
A rough estimate is nearly twenty people!
"That guy just now..."
The unknown prodigy turned around to look.
Lin Jinglong and his group had disappeared.
"Damn! This one is even more insane!"
He cursed under his breath.
He then clutched his severed arm and rushed out of the ruins, no longer willing to participate in the conflict.
At this moment, Lin Jinglong...
Having been warned, they were prepared in advance when they left the passage and appeared in a slightly wider, darker space.
Ahead stood a pale-faced young man.
He raised a poisoned dagger in his hand, his gloomy gaze fixed on Lin Jinglong.
The figure flashed by.
But he punched it back.
The pale-faced young man was somewhat surprised.
"It seems you have some strength, but as you can see, enough people have died here. If you don't want to die, you can go back."
"Our young master has taken a liking to this Pill Hall."
Lin Jinglong looked around.
Ahead stood two enormous bronze gates.
There were about ten corpses lying around him, none of them showing any injuries, but their faces were filled with extreme horror as they died, as if they had been greatly frightened.
"Witchcraft?"
Lin Jinglong pondered for a moment.
But he didn't stop walking; he kept moving forward.
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