"Wait, what just happened? How could they suddenly disappear when they were right in front of us?"

"Nothing is impossible, don't forget, this is a secret place that even the above should be valued, maybe it is some ancient cultivation cave mansion, mausoleum underground palace, we must have accidentally touched the prohibition ......"

"Yes, such a place, there are many crises, we just broke into it so rashly, and it was already very good that no one died on the spot, but a few people were missing, what is it?"

"I hope they're okay......"

Several people in the team talked, and their faces couldn't help showing expressions of fear, nervousness, anxiety, and confusion, but at the same time, there was also a trace of excitement.

Ancient Xiu Cave Mansion, Mausoleum Underground Palace!

Isn't this kind of place a place where the lucky casual cultivators have adventures and experiences in all kinds of strange things, and finally get the inheritance treasure and soar to the sky?

"Lingyue, are you okay?"

Yang Xia didn't think about it so much, he was concerned about Shui Lingyue's condition, and after finding that she was also by his side, and did not disappear inexplicably like Chang Wei and others, he couldn't help but settle down.

"I'm fine, but this place seems to be very wrong, do you smell anything?" Shui Lingyue smiled at him.

"What do you smell?" Yang Xia was slightly stunned.

"The smell of blood!" Lao Lin said on the side.

At this moment, he no longer has the kindness that he always smiled at before, but only solemnity and vigilance.

"There's a strong smell of blood here!"

"Yes, I smell it too, it seems to have appeared when the strange fog drifted over just now. ”

Another fellow monk also said.

Everyone looked back, and the place between them, which should have been a chain bridge, had been shrouded in a vast blood mist that was deep and condensed into clouds.

Looking below, there was an even darker and more condensed blood cloud rolling.

Through the blood cloud, it was faintly visible, and there seemed to be a layer of bottomless blood water below, and there were dense bones floating in the water, all of which were in a semi-decomposed state, extremely hideous.

After the bridge, the wooden planks that were originally laid on it disappeared at some point, leaving only a few bare iron cables deep into the depths of the clouds.

When Lao Lin saw it, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Don't say that there are no planks, even if there are planks, it is impossible for us to go back." ”

Lao Yun also said: "This is indeed an obvious truth, the master of this place, since he has gone to great lengths to set up prohibitions or mechanisms, he will definitely not be so easy for us to crack." ”

"Then ...... Go in and take a look?"

In fact, everyone already has the answer in their hearts, and this question and answer is just to make up their minds.

None of the people present objected, and although they were full of foreboding about the road ahead, they still walked in.

After a while, they came to a megalithic palace buried in the middle of the mountain.

Lao Lin took out a celestial flint at its entrance, put his hand into his bag, took out a kit like a wooden stick, and installed the celestial flint on top and bottom, and a clean and simple torch appeared.

Shui Lingyue glanced at him, his hand was sealed, and with a flick of his hand, a fist-sized sun spirit with a soft white glow all over his body emerged, but it was a strange spirit among the spirits of heaven and earth, dominating the sun's brilliance.

Although the day spirit raised by Shui Lingyue is only at the level of a human rank and cannot be used as a helper in battle, it is very suitable for this occasion.

Others also showed their own magical powers, or took out the heavenly flint stone to make and install the torch, or summoned spiritual objects, urging the magic skills, and wisps of light lit up around the body.

Although it is not enough to illuminate the road that is visible to the naked eye, it is enough to be clearly visible from dozens of feet away.

"Go, Kim!"

A loose cultivator leaned down and released the civet that had been orange.

Obviously, this place can no longer use Swift Eagles, but the spirit masters can always come in handy by channeling all kinds of spiritual objects.

The civet nodded, and immediately rushed into the darkness and vanished.

Seeing this, Shui Lingyue also accepted the seal of the word again, summoned an owl-shaped spiritual object "Xiaomu", let it stand on his shoulder, and then ran the spirit element, cast a spell, and began to flash a faint light in his eyes.

After doing all this, everyone moved forward silently.

......

"Step, step, step, step......"

As the sound of footsteps echoed through the long dark corridor, a hazy light opened the way and walked out of the group.

They were Yang Xia and the others who accidentally came to the underground palace that they accidentally found inside after going deep into the Desperate Valley.

"Tsk, what are you doing, this place is an abandoned dungeon at all, and there are no traps. ”

Seeing that there was no danger on the road, a fellow cultivator said jokingly.

But at this moment, a burst of messy footsteps suddenly came from behind.

Shui Lingyue turned her head to look with a little horror, only to see that in the long corridor, a group of carrion corpses covered in blood and water, half of bones and half flesh on their bodies, actually climbed up from the deep valley at some point and followed closely behind them.

"There's something in the back, following us!"

"What?

Everyone hurriedly followed and looked back, but the result was also dead.

"So much!"

Lao Lin seemed to think of something, and hurriedly asked people to go forward to investigate.

"Oh no, there's one ahead!"

"We can't be blocked on this side of the passage, hurry up and get out!"

This proposal was undoubtedly approved by everyone, after all, in a small and dark place, no normal person would feel safe, and he had to run to the open area to free up his hands and feet to deal with it.

Fortunately, everyone rode their own spiritual objects before, and for a while, all kinds of spirit wolves, lions and tigers, red deer, and beasts galloped, and soon came to the front.

"Get out of here!"

Yang Xia rode on the back of the Burning Mountain Tiger, looked at the oncoming carrion corpse and rushed towards him, the tiger's claws were fierce, and in the blink of an eye, the other party was torn apart.

This carrion corpse is even weaker than in the accident, and I am afraid that even an adult man among mortals, as long as he is not afraid, can easily deal with it.

But immediately more carrion rushed up.

Yang Xia was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and there were bursts of scorching light between his fingers, constantly knocking the other party back.

Soon, he knew how difficult these things were.

These rotting corpses, as expected, did not have the slightest weakness at all, whether they blew their heads, or shattered their hearts, or ripped off their hands and feet, they could immediately struggle to get up again, and pounce like demons.

Only a complete and extremely shattered tear can stop its movements.

But in this way, dealing with every carrion corpse will consume a lot of their strength, even if everyone is a cultivator, their physical strength and means are by no means comparable to ordinary people, and after fighting for a while, they can't help but feel helpless.

"We can't go on like this, there are too many of these carrions, and I don't know if they are poisonous, we have to rush out!"

This proposal has been unanimously approved by everyone.