Chapter 669: When things go wrong, there must be demons

In front of me is a cave. Dust, Yuanwen ↘, Learning↓ Net

The pool of water at Shen Lang's feet was like a giant swimming pool, and it was from here that he had just swam under.

The cave is unusually dry, and there are some stalactites that have grown for an unknown number of years hanging upside down on the top of the cave, like a spear with a handle.

There didn't seem to be any traces of the fierce beast's activities here, it should be very safe, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

After resting for a while, Shen Lang began to look around the cave.

There seemed to be other roads in front of the cave, and Shen Lang cautiously walked towards the depths of the cave.

The cave is deep, and the further you go inside, the warmer it gets.

After about five minutes of walking, even the stones around the cave were red.

I didn't feel uncomfortable, because Shen Lang cultivated the Divine Scripture, and the hotter the environment, the more suitable it was for cultivation.

Shen Lang continued to walk inside, and after walking for another five minutes, his vision finally widened and became much brighter.

As far as the eye can see, there is a huge lava lake underground, about 100 meters wide.

Thanks to the fiery red light of the lava lake, the surrounding scenery can be seen clearly.

It's also a little weird, the water outside is so cold and biting, but the temperature here is ridiculously high, and the air is almost fifty or sixty degrees.

On the other side of the lava lake, a stone gate can be faintly seen.

Not far below the stone gate, there were scattered corpses, and I don't know how long it had been since I died, Shen Lang's eyes shrank.

Among the bones, there were still clothes and a long black knife, and the cold light was cold.

Just by looking at the face, Shen Lang could judge that the long knife was terrifyingly sharp, and it was estimated that it was not ordinary.

Shen Lang was a little moved in his heart, he had lost the Blood Drinking Knife before, which would more or less affect his combat power.

After all, for Shen Lang, the Seven Killing Knife Style was extremely powerful. Although it is not as good as the Seven Injuries Fist, the Seven Injuries Fist will make you deeply injured with one blow, which is far less practical than the Seven Killing Knife Style.

The long black knife on the ground must be a treasure, Shen Lang was a little excited in his heart, but he also became more and more vigilant.

Since someone has died in this place, there may be something strange about it.

There are some small reptiles living around, but they don't affect Shen Lang's movements.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Lang walked towards the lava river in front of him.

After looking at it for a while, he felt that there should be no fierce beasts inside, so Shen Lang lifted his true qi and flew over.

"Whew!"

Flying to the other side, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and looked ahead, worthy of being a Nirvana powerhouse, with streamers flashing on his bones.

The bones of the deceased were not far from him, about fifty meters in front of him.

The clothes scattered on the ground were still intact, and it could be seen that they were not made of ordinary materials, and there was a small golden bag scattered around the bones of the deceased's waist, just like a sachet, and it still exuded light.

"Storage bags!"

Shen Lang's heart was shocked, the storage bag is a kind of space treasure that can store things. The treasures of the storage category are very high-end, and generally only martial cultivators above the transformation realm have them.

The storage bag, which can store things, has about dozens of square meters of space inside, and is a kind of space type treasure.

For example, Su Zhiyu used something similar before, but she used a more advanced storage bracelet, and the internal space capacity was larger, and Shen Lang had seen her put the white jade ice coffin used for retreat into the bracelet out of thin air.

Shen Lang could basically judge that this deceased must have been a master above the Transformation Realm during his lifetime.

Transformation master, the storage bag is generally carried around, and all the things of the deceased must be placed in the storage bag, and it is estimated that a large number of treasures will be caught!

Shen Lang was a little excited in his heart, but his reason was still there, and he didn't act rashly.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

This place doesn't seem to be dangerous, but the fact that someone is dying here shows that it's not easy.

Shen Lang first glanced around and found some crooked runes looming on the golden stone door in front of him, which looked very strange.

Feeling that something was wrong, Shen Lang picked up a stone and threw it towards the stone gate.

Before the stone touched the stone gate, it burst open on its own in mid-air!

Shen Lang's face changed, this place was really weird, and there seemed to be some prohibition near the stone gate in front of him.

In order to determine the direction of the prohibition, Shen Lang turned over his hand and took out a few willow leaf flying knives from his sleeves and shot them out towards the stone gate in front of him.

"Dingding!"

I saw that the two willow leaf flying knives disappeared into a golden glow outside the stone gate and were bounced out!

The willow leaf flying knife that fell to the ground was even broken into several pieces, which was enough to show the terrifying power of this prohibition.

The storage bag next to the corpse and the long black knife were about three meters away from the stone gate, and Shen Lang didn't dare to rush forward, because the prohibition almost covered that place.

Among the corpses not far away, the scattered skeletons also obviously had many broken bodies.

It may be that the deceased accidentally touched the prohibition of the stone gate before his death, and was killed by the prohibition, and the long black knife that fell on the ground had a crack on it.

The treasure was close in front of him, but he couldn't get it, so Shen Lang was very unhappy in his heart.

He didn't know anything about the prohibitions of these formations, mainly because the power of the prohibitions here was too terrifying, and he didn't know how powerful a master could set up such a magical and weird magic array.

Shen Lang knew that with his own attack, he couldn't break the ban at all, and he couldn't even make the ban visible.

He looked around carefully, hoping to find a clue, generally like this kind of closed prohibition, there will be some kind of opening method, otherwise there will be no stone gate in front of it.

Maybe there's some mechanism!

Shen Lang observed the surrounding places and finally found something strange.

The roofs of the caves here are densely packed with stalactites, and they are all red in color, like spears.

But Shen Lang found that one of the stalactites was not the right color and was black.

Shen Lang then tried to shoot a willow leaf flying knife at the black stalactite.

"Ding!"

There was a crisp sound, sparks splashed, and the black stalactites were like metal.

Shen Lang's heart moved, and he flew to the top of the cave and grabbed the black stalactite with one hand.

This seems to be a real mechanism!

Shen Lang hung the golden hook upside down on the top of the cave and pulled the black stalactite.

"Boom!"

At dusk, the entire cave shook, and wisps of golden light emerged around the stone gate.

Shen Lang was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that he was going to contact the ban, but soon, his face completely changed.

The surface of that black stalactite was shining with golden light, swallowing the internal force on Shen Lang's body like a storm, and the true qi of Shen Lang's whole body was swallowed by the black stalactites like a surge, and the meridians were twitching!

"Ah!!h

The huge pain made Shen Lang's face a little distorted, and he desperately wanted to pull his hands away, but this black stalactite firmly sucked his hands, and Shen Lang's body couldn't even lift a trace of strength.