I am a pig in the beastly world, rough men are competing to be beastly husbands

The addition of slaves greatly alleviated the resistance pressure on the antelopes.

I can hold on a little longer.

He Fuxi did the same thing, knocking on the second stone prison, and the third...

By the time she finished knocking on the sixth stone prison, she was exhausted.

"Madam!" Ling Ling rushed over and hugged her in his arms: "It's already morning! It's almost dawn, we don't have time!"

Wow.

The last slave just broke the already fragile stone, revealing a face full of hatred.

"You go." He said sinisterly.

"It's time for us to settle accounts with those bear people!"

The bear man was blocked behind by six legendary orc warriors. Lingling held He Fuxi and rushed to the ninth floor quickly.

At this time, a large wave of top bear warriors were heading towards the ninth floor.

"Kill them! You must kill them!" Veins bulged on Darcy's face.

"Recall the warriors from the battlefield!"

He paced back and forth frantically, like a crazed bear.

"We must, we must not let that damned He Fuxi liberate the ninth floor!"

The style of the ninth floor is a completely new version compared to the previous eight floors.

Very hellish.

Lingling is a little afraid of ghosts, otherwise it wouldn't be so anxious to run out of the tomb of the long-arm tribe's ancestor.

"Ma'am..." His teeth chattered, "Something doesn't look right here?"

"That's right, something is wrong." He Fuxi said.

How can you be right if you keep a prehistoric beast locked up?

The giant bear tribe is equivalent to sealing Voldemort under their own bed.

Apart from anything else, she admired this ignorant and fearless courage.

"What should we do now?" Ling Ling was very conflicted.

If I don’t go, it will be dawn soon, what should I do with the mission?

Go ahead…

There is no way this is possible?

The two stood in front of the solid stone wall, dumbfounded.

This ninth floor is completely enclosed and has no traces of PS?

There is not even a movable stone!

"No wonder the bear tribe was able to imprison orcs of this level." He Fuxi thought: "It must have been at the beginning that they forced the orcs here, and then there happened to be an earthquake, and the underground structure changed, so they took advantage of the situation and built a dungeon."

"Doesn't that mean we can't get in at all?" Ling Ling was shocked.

Just when the two were at a loss, noisy footsteps were heard, like the force of thousands of troops.

One of the bears shouted:

"They're here!"

"The pursuers are here!" Ling Ling quickly picked up He Fuxi and ran wildly on the stone paths.

He Fuxi looked back and saw a endless sea of ​​bear heads in front of him.

Darcy was fighting a desperate battle, and he might have sent all the bear warriors he could to hunt them down!

"There are so many bear people, Lingling, are you okay?" He Fuxi asked.

The antelope, which once played a chasing game with hyenas, said it was no big deal!

Moreover, the rocks here are rugged and uneven, comparable to steep cliffs.

This is exactly his home ground!

"what--"

Another bear man fell into the pit, and his screams echoed in the cave.

The other bear men watched helplessly as their comrades, who had been by their side just a moment ago, fell into a bottomless pit, and they all felt cold all over.

"Damn, how come that bull guy can walk so steadily!" a bear man said angrily.

Can you not be angry?

The person they were chasing was only ten meters away from them, but they could not even touch a finger of him.

That bull man walked on the stone wall faster than on the ground!

"How could there be such a bull!" The bears complained, "How could he step over such a small stone edge? He must be the reincarnation of a gecko spirit!"

Another bear man said timidly:

"Um...how about...let's not follow? It's not that we don't want to follow, it's that we really can't! There's no way, no way! We can't take a step and lose one person, then we'll all die..."

But the one who can lead the team is the second prince of the Giant Bear Clan, who has great ambitions to fight for the position of clan leader.

He is always proud and arrogant, how could he tolerate this?

"No!" He said sternly, "If he breaks into the ninth floor, how can I explain to my father? The reputation of our warriors will be ruined!"

The bear man who had just spoken curled his lips when he heard this.

You are a prince and we are not, so why should we make unnecessary sacrifices to win glory for you in front of the patriarch?

"Your Highness, your words are wrong."

He smiled, took a step forward, and whispered:

"The ninth floor is impregnable, there's not even a door, how can they get there? They're just like headless flies running around. When they find that there's a dead end ahead, they'll naturally turn around. We're just waiting for them to come. I'm sure the clan leader won't blame us."

"Besides..." He lowered his voice again, looking mysterious.

"Even if they get in, so what? The old man imprisoned on this floor is not far from death, right? Can he still cause chaos in the underground palace like those rioting slaves above? In my opinion, the female lady's efforts are in vain."

The second prince was persuaded a little, but he was actually afraid of falling to his death.

But I still feel uncomfortable.

"What if they are not interested in that old thing, but just want to go to the first..." He mumbled.

"Then there's even less need to worry." The bear man coaxed.

"To be honest, Your Highness, I have been here for hundreds of years and have heard a little about that. Actually..."

He lowered his voice:

"Even if they enter the ninth floor, what will happen? The gate to the tenth floor is cursed with blood. Without the blood of a direct descendant bear man, it cannot be activated. Think about it, what does this mean?"

The second prince's eyes bulged out and he took a step back:

"If I follow them, they will definitely catch me and bleed me to break the curse!"

The bear man sighed:

"That's it..."

The second prince was frightened and kept waving his hands, saying he would not go.

A group of the most outstanding bear warriors were outside the ninth floor, looking at each other in silence.

"He...they didn't catch up, did they?" Ling Ling panted sexily.

"No, no." He Fuxi also breathed heavily.

Both of them felt chest tightness at the same time.

It can't be.

I am the king of rock climbing and wall running. How could I be out of breath after running for such a short time? Lingling was embarrassed and puzzled.

He Fuxi was also puzzled. She had been carried by Lingling the whole time, but she was already exhausted?

Such poor physical strength is a shame for the orcs.

The two of them continued to move forward with their own thoughts, until they were almost suffocated, and then they realized——

Damn, it’s not that they are too bad, but it’s just that it’s suffocating here!

"No, ma'am, we can't go any further." Ling Ling said in pain.

He Fuxi is also well aware of the danger ahead:

"The oxygen concentration is too low. Let's turn back quickly."

Ling Ling didn't understand what oxygen concentration was. When he heard He Fuxi's low words, he felt relieved and turned around and ran away.

He had only run two steps when He Fuxi called him back:

"Wait! What is that?"

Under the steep stone wall, there was a winding river, which seemed to originate from inside the ninth floor.

What was strange was that the black water surface was bubbling like boiling water.

"Biogas..." He Fuxi murmured.

"Looking for trouble?" The words "uneducated" were written in capital letters on Lingling's face.

"Oh, isn't it? We came here just to get into trouble. What kind of a prison did the Giant Bear Tribe build?"

He was still cursing, but He Fuxi suddenly said:

"I have an idea."

Lingling was stunned:

"any solution?"

He Fuxi smiled sweetly:

"A way to attack the ninth floor."