Chapter 1252 The Trapped Half-Immortal

"I wonder if you heard any noise?" Liu Yidao asked in Wang Feng's dantian at this time.

"There should be living creatures nearby." Wang Feng said, frowning slightly.

His Sky Eye was still effective up there, but when he came down, he found that his Sky Eye ability had been suppressed in a nearby area of ​​100 meters, so Wang Feng didn't know whether there were any living creatures nearby.

"Then should we go and take a look?"

"We've all come down, of course we have to go." Wang Feng nodded, and then he walked slowly in the direction of the sound.

Along the way, Wang Feng encountered a large number of sword rays. Those who could avoid Wang Feng tried their best to avoid them, and those who couldn't avoid them, he just resisted. Fortunately, his protective light shield was really abnormal, so nothing happened while walking. Danger.

But as he moved forward, the low growl he heard slowly turned into a roar, as if someone was shouting with a loudspeaker in front.

"There is a bright light ahead." About a minute later, Wang Feng saw a bright light flashing at the corner ahead, and the roaring sound came from this corner.

There is a canyon above, and below it is a maze-like place with passages everywhere. Fortunately, the sound never stopped, otherwise Wang Feng would not be able to find this place.

At this moment, he was in one of the corridors.

"Be careful." Liu Yidao reminded.

"Don't worry, I have practiced for so many years and know what to do." Wang Feng nodded, and then he chose to move on.

Just after taking two steps, the corner of the wall suddenly lit up with a rich light, and a sword light swept out from the wall.

"I R." Seeing this scene, Wang Feng immediately cursed. He even knew how to attack people on the wall. Is there any justice in this?

Wang Feng's voice was not quiet, and at this moment, the roar seemed to have heard the noise coming from Wang Feng and stopped shouting.

Relying on his own protective light shield, Wang Feng successfully withstood the sword ray. However, when he took the next step, another sword ray swept out from the wall, as if he did not want him to pass through.

Even if he was attacked by one sword light, a second one appeared now. Does this wall really think he is easy to bully?

In terms of combat prowess, Wang Feng was already comparable to a true immortal. Now being attacked one after another like this has also brought out Wang Feng's anger.

At this moment, he activated his power and punched the wall with one punch.

With one punch, power that could threaten the life of a half-immortal erupted, but what Wang Feng didn't expect was that when his punch landed on these walls, the walls only squirmed slightly, and then Wang Feng's punching power was like a mud cow drowning in the sea, completely gone.

The punch had no effect at all, which made both Wang Feng and Liu Yidao's eyes widen.

Could this really be the inside of the body of some ancient behemoth?

If not, why could this wall automatically absorb Wang Feng's power?

You must know that it is enough power to take away half the life of a half-immortal.

"Buzz buzz!"

As if receiving some kind of provocation, a buzzing sound replaced all the sounds here at this moment, and dense sword light erupted on the wall. Even Wang Feng felt his scalp go numb when he saw these sword lights. numb.

What the hell is this place?

This is just a narrow corridor, and Wang Feng has no room to retreat at all, so he can only try his best to hold up his protective light shield to prevent these sword lights from hurting himself.

Even when these sword lights came, Wang Feng still took his steps firmly. The source of the roar was right in front of him. Wang Feng had to go and have a look no matter what. Otherwise, how could he be willing to do it?

No matter how sharp the swords are, they are unable to stop Wang Feng's progress at this moment.

Finally, Wang Feng came to the corner of the corridor, and he saw the bright thing. At this moment, the protective light covering his body also dimmed, as if it was about to go out at any time.

"Is that a human or a ghost inside?" What appeared in front of Wang Feng and Liu Yidao was a huge ball of light, with electric arcs flashing on the surface of the light. The arc was making a sizzling sound, making people not want to get close to it.

And just inside this ball is a monster covered with hair. It looks like a monkey, but it doesn't look like it.

When Wang Feng appeared here, the monster in the light ball stared at Wang Feng with his eyes widened, and let out a low roar.

The voice was full of menace, like a wild beast.

But when Wang Feng opened his eyes, he discovered that the hairy man in front of him was not a monster, because his meridians were the same as those of humans, which meant that the man in front of him was a human.

The reason why he is covered with hair may just be because he doesn't know how to take care of it.

Slowly walking forward, Wang Feng exploded his thunder battle body. The power of thunder on this light ball was not weak. If it was hit, it would be instantly paralyzed. The thunder battle body absorbed the power of thunder. Wang Feng will not receive any damage.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?" Wang Feng asked calmly as he looked at the monster imprisoned in the ball of light.

"Roar!"

After hearing Wang Feng's words, the only response was a low roar. The monster in the light ball was looking at him with great vigilance.

"It seems you can understand what I said." Seeing the other party's performance, Wang Feng showed a slight smile: "I know you have been detained here for a long time. If you still have some consciousness, then Just tell me what's here, and maybe I'll have a chance to release you." Wang Feng spoke, causing the roar in the monster's mouth to suddenly stop.

It was obvious that Wang Feng's words touched him greatly.

"Array... treasure... death!" The monster made intermittent sounds, and his expression seemed to be frightened.

Wang Feng frowned slightly when he saw this scene, but he didn't quite understand it.

"You mean there is a terrifying formation here?" Wang Feng asked.

"I don't know anything, I don't know anything." Suddenly the monster let out a shrill roar, and he fell to the ground and rolled happily.

It was obvious that he was very reluctant to recall these long-ago memories. Something must have happened to him, otherwise how could a dignified half-immortal be made like this.

That's right, the person imprisoned in this ball of light is a half-immortal, a half-immortal who has been tortured and is not human.

Wang Feng has never seen such a down-and-out half-immortal. What must he have experienced to make him look like this?

"Don't get excited. Tell me what you know, otherwise I won't be able to save you." Wang Feng said, following the instructions.

The defensive power of the light ball is very abnormal. Otherwise, how could it be possible to trap a semi-immortal here? However, Wang Feng's power has reached the level of a true immortal. If he attacks the light ball with all his strength, he may not be able to smash it to pieces. .

Moreover, this half-immortal obviously knew something that he didn't know, so he wanted to get some useful information from the other party.

"Dead, all of them are dead." The man made a crazy voice, which made Wang Feng frown slightly.

"Tell me clearly, what's going on?" Wang Feng shouted, and then said: "If you don't tell me the real situation, I think it will be difficult for me to release you."

"I feel like his mind is confused?" Liu Yidao said at this moment.

"Confusion is certain. He may have experienced something that made him extremely heartbroken before. Countless years of self-blame made him look like this. If we try to persuade him, maybe he can tell us what we don't understand. Wang Feng spoke, and then turned his gaze to the half-immortal: "You can sort out your memory yourself, and I will ask again later."

As he spoke, Wang Feng sat cross-legged directly in front of the light ball. He believed that with the ability of a half-immortal, he would not be unable to communicate normally.

After waiting for about two minutes, Wang Feng finally spoke: "Have you decided what to say?"

"Why should I believe you?" Sure enough, after two minutes, the half-immortal had almost become normal. He no longer roared, but began to speak normal human language.

"Because there are only you and me here. Do you have any other choice besides trusting me?"

"What do you want to know?"

"I want to know what exactly this place is." Wang Feng said.

"This is Hell Valley, a scary place."

"Of course I know this is Hell Valley, I mean what exactly is there." Wang Feng rolled his eyes and asked.

"There is a crisis and treasure here. Young man, listen to my advice and turn back, otherwise you will die here."

Even his half-immortal strength has been trapped here for who knows how many years. Entering a mid-stage saint realm is no different from seeking death.

So at this moment, this hairy man was kindly reminding Wang Feng.

It's just that Wang Feng's power is beyond what he could imagine for a while. When Wang Feng came here, he never thought about turning back and letting him go? Then wouldn't his trip be in vain?

"I don't know what crisis you are talking about?" Wang Feng asked.

"Let me tell you this, the place we are in now is a huge formation. The sword light is automatically derived from the formation. As long as the formation is not broken, the sword light will continue to attack the target until the target dies. .”

"Then what's going on with this mask of light that traps you?" Wang Feng asked doubtfully.

"This formation is extremely rare. There are many unknown formations in it. I accidentally set foot here and was trapped for countless years." When talking about the past, Wang Feng found that the half-immortal's eyes were filled with tears. red.

When he was trapped in this formation, he watched helplessly as those who came with him were strangled by the swords in the formation, leaving no bones behind.

It was the feeling of guilt at being helpless that almost drove him crazy.

Watching others die, unable to save them even though he had half-immortal strength, he still could not forget the desperate expressions on those people's faces when they died.

He brought them in, but in the end he survived, but those people all died tragically, not even their bodies were left behind.

So he has been blaming himself for countless years, almost turning himself into a madman.

"Then how long have you been stuck here?"

"I can't remember clearly." The man shook his head, and then murmured to himself: "Maybe it was ten thousand years, maybe twenty thousand years, or even longer. I have lost the sense of time."

"Alas." Seeing this scene, Wang Feng couldn't help but let out a long sigh.