After these outstanding young people greeted each other, and returned to the topic, Amano Piao stepped forward and grabbed the sword of Shura Asura and tried to pull it out, but no matter how hard he used to eat, he couldn't succeed.

"Strange, my strength is not small." Amano couldn't understand.

Qi 13 saw that Tianye couldn't pull it out, put the mace on the ground, stepped forward and grabbed the hilt of the sword, let out a loud roar that lasted for three seconds, and took the initiative to give up, "Hell." ”

Everyone was sweating wildly, and a reckless man like Qi 13 couldn't pull it up, who could pull it up.

At this time, a short old man with a bamboo basket on his back stepped forward to investigate, and then said: "This sword is not an ordinary sword, no matter how strong it is, it can't be pulled out, and the only thing that can pull it out is the reincarnation of the god of asura!" ”

"The reincarnation of the god of asuras?"

"Huh?"

Many people saw the old man with a question mark on his face, but the bell of the door walked forward and said respectfully: "Grandpa Xuanwu, I didn't expect you to go in too." ”

The old man named "Xuanwu" laughed and said: "I have no choice, if I don't enter, I'm afraid I won't have a chance." ”

"Hey, big brother, is this old man a Xuanwu urn?"

"Yes, it's him, a legend of the Wonton Kingdom."

Xuanwu Urn obviously has status, and many people hurried up to say hello after knowing him, and even the wandering skeleton said politely, "I'm very happy to see your old man." ”

"The reincarnation of the god of Asura has the power to fight against the gods of the entire universe, and it is up to him to be able to draw this sword." Xuanwu Urn sighed, and then said, "By the way, you all try it, in case you are the reincarnation!" ”

When everyone heard this, they took turns to go up and draw their swords, but they all tried their strength to eat milk and failed to pull out even a little bit.

A group of people were very helpless, the reincarnation of the god of Asura really didn't mean to be, but the silver horn asked in a low voice, "Big brother, listen to the meaning of this old man, the reincarnation of the god of Asura must have appeared in the world." ”

"Huh?" Jin Jiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "You have a point, it is estimated that it really exists!" ”

The two brothers easily grasped the point, and it was not easy.

Everyone took turns to try it, and after finding that there was really no way to pull it out, they gave up, and as soon as the Xuanwu urn came, everyone naturally had the backbone.

Everyone saw that there was a little light at the entrance of the cave, and then it was pitch black, and when they stepped in, they felt the yin wind blowing in their faces, and it was cold to the bone.

"It's this kind of ghost crying again, it's really heartbreaking." Amano was very irritable.

Even the skeleton hesitated for a moment, looked at the cave twice, turned around and laughed, and said, "Good luck to everyone, let's go in." ”

Everyone was silent, and the Xuanwu urn nodded: "But the danger in this cave is unpredictable, you must be ready to shoot at any time, just in case." ”

The gate of the demon world is not a joke, it is a matter of life and death, everyone does not dare to slack off, they have taken their weapons in their hands, the golden horn and the silver horn want to follow behind everyone, but they were driven to the front by everyone, and their own boasting is indeed responsible.

The two of them can only walk in the front, when the yin wind is getting more and more cold, the golden horn has no choice, so he has to open the Duowen Tianwang umbrella, this time it is terrible, the umbrella is stretched out in front of the back, and the people behind suddenly feel that the cold and biting feeling disappears!

"Amazing!"

"This umbrella has this effect!"

"He is worthy of being a protégé of Taijimen!"

Xuanwu Urn was stunned for a moment, and muttered in his heart: "How can this umbrella have such an effect?" Is it a magic rubbing? ”

If you stand behind and watch, this group of people has already walked into the darkness and disappeared, and the people who follow behind can't hesitate, and they don't have time to think about it for a while, seeing that everyone has disappeared, they can only hurriedly follow in.

Only after stepping into the cave, after a few steps, Jin Jiao suddenly felt a softness under his feet, and the whole person actually sank down.

He was taken aback, but fortunately, he only sank to his ankle and stopped. At this time, everyone was already in the dark, and when they saw the darkness here, they subconsciously wanted to turn on the flashlight, but after turning it on, they found that these lights could not see far at all, and they could only barely see the people around them!

However, it was obvious that everyone had been prepared for a long time, and they knew that ordinary light sources and fire sources could not illuminate the path of asuras, and only the light of the origin could be lit!

The Xuanwu urn pointed out a few fingers in a row, and small balls of light flew out from the fingertips, these balls of light were similar to moonlight threads, and they lit up the dim world at once, but despite this, it was still very dim, but it was much better than before.

By the light, the golden horn looked at his feet, his expression collapsed instantly, it turned out that his feet were stepping on a puddle of mud, not to mention the stench, his feet were still stuck in it, how uncomfortable the taste was, disgusting to death!

He raised his eyes and looked back, and saw that most of the others were also sympathetic, especially a few women, who frowned tightly and quickly covered their noses.

Golden Horn thought he was unlucky and shook his head, what else could he do?

Everyone quickly became familiar with the environment, and continued to walk inside, this is not a corridor, just an ordinary cave, nothing worth seeing.

As he walked, the voice like a demon crying suddenly became louder, as if it was far and near, surrounded by people, as if it was everywhere, and everyone had nowhere to hide.

"I'm afraid my umbrella won't work." The golden horn was helpless and wanted to put away the umbrella, but the other person hurriedly stopped him: "Don't, if it weren't for your umbrella, I'm afraid some of us would have gone crazy by now!" ”

Everyone looked together, only to see a white-haired young man with an owl parked on his shoulder looking around.

"Instantly? What are your opinions? Bell asked.

Shaking his head in an instant, "The umbrella in the hands of the two friends blocked the sound of this ghostly depravity for us, don't stand it." ”

Xuanwu Urn also nodded and agreed: "That's right, don't put it away, otherwise, people who are not strong-willed may lose their minds." ”

The golden horn and the silver horn glanced at each other, thinking to themselves, is the umbrella that the two of them made in their spare time really hanging like this? Or is this group deliberately pretending?

"Look, there's a mural here!"

Everyone hurriedly looked, and sure enough, there were murals, and from here, the murals were one after another, and the content was probably similar to religious sacrifices.

"This is the ritual of the Asura clan?" A handsome young man in a suit studied it for a few seconds and immediately came to a conclusion.

"It is indeed an asura, the men are all ugly, the women are all beautiful, and at first glance they are the asuras." Amano is a scholar.

The young man in the suit took out his camera and took a picture, and sighed, "I wonder if the legend of the Asura came out of this cave. ”