The white corpse was shattered by bullets, and he still had to think about attacking it, but unfortunately under the crazy strafing of the bullets, all its actions were in vain, and after a while, his right hand holding the sword was also unloaded by the terrifying warhead.

"Smack. After a while, the dried corpse, which had lost its limbs, finally lay down on the stone slab, and Seinfeld stepped forward unceremoniously, aimed his long sword at his abdomen, and cut it down fiercely. Then, from its belly and intestines, a gray evil stone the size of a lychee was turned out.

"Ding-dong. ”

"Find the Evil Stone Fragment, you can exchange it for 20 points, whether to redeem it or not. ”

"Redeem. "20 points, another great fortune.

Immediately afterward, Seinfeld stepped over the dried corpse and finally entered the stone gate.

This is another hall, and the space here is much smaller than the previous hall where the coffin was kept, only half the size of the hall just now.

As soon as Seinfeld stepped into the hall, he immediately felt a chill hit him, and even if he had a True Qi body, he couldn't help but shiver.

This hall is only a stone door away from the hall just now, and there is nothing in the middle that seals the space between the two places, but the temperature between the two is more than ten degrees different.

But even if the temperature is low, it won't make Seinfeld shiver, you must know that it is cold and snowy outside, and the temperature is even lower than here, but in this space, there is an inexplicable chill, which makes Seinfeld's whole person feel cold.

What's even more strange is that in the space here, the reliefs on both sides are no longer humanoid reliefs with three eyes and four arms, but have become colorful reliefs of a girl in red.

The walls around look very new, as if they are often maintained, and the colorful girl reliefs on the walls are even more colorful, especially the fiery red clothes on the girl's body, which are carved vividly, as if they are woven by a flowing blood.

The girl's face is very charming, the whole person is half sitting on the ground, half covered and half hidden, except for the long dress that covers the embarrassing part of the body, the rest of the positions are exposed, slender long legs, full double peaks, long hair to the waist, originally had a chest that was not covered in the red long skirt, but was blocked by the long hair that was draped down at will, and most of the crisp breasts were blocked, which made people think about it.

The girl's skin is as moving as snow, different from Wang Shishi's fairness, the girl's skin presents a sickly paleness, like a blank piece of paper, adding a bit of weirdness to the originally charming and moving girl.

Except for the surrounding reliefs, this hall was unexpectedly empty, empty, and the stone gate not far away was in front of him, and Seinfeld only had to run for a while to enter the stone gate.

It's just that this empty hall makes Seinfeld's heart flutter, intuitively speaking, Seinfeld feels that it is better to make himself feel at ease in the hall full of coffins, at least he can see something there, and here, except for the pale beautiful girl relief and the cool feeling that comes from time to time, he can't see anything.

The place was not ventilated at all, and the stone used was not much different from the outside, and I don't know where the cool breeze came from, the wind was so light that people could hardly feel it, as if someone was gently blowing cold air in their ears.

Could it really be a ghost? Could it be that when you are walking all of a sudden, someone taps you on the shoulder from behind, and then you turn around and there is nothing, and when you look back again, a terrifying bloody face appears in front of you.

The hall, the silence is terrible. Seinfeld walked step by step, concentrating all his attention on his surroundings, for fear that it would be like a horror movie, and a difficult ghost would pop up.

What a bloody face, a long tongue, these things can't scare Seinfeld at all.

Seinfeld's only worry was that he had never seen a ghost, and he didn't know how to deal with it at all, if he could cut it with a sword, Seinfeld would naturally not care how ugly it looked, and he would not have any burden in his heart. I'm afraid that my own attack will be useless against it, and after I catch its path, I will let myself get into very big trouble.

Seinfeld's footsteps were not fast, and he raised his heart to his throat, and the long sword was always vigilant, as long as something appeared, it was guaranteed to assassinate him at the first time.

"Smack, smack. Seinfeld's footsteps were unusually clear in the Hall of Silence, and the silence around was terrifying, except for the footsteps. It's halfway there. Seinfeld looked at the stone gate not far away, and continued to walk towards the stone gate with full concentration.

One step, two steps. The closer he got to Shimen, the more focused Seinfeld's attention became.

Closer, closer. As long as there are three more steps, you can step into the stone gate, and if there is an attack, these three steps will be the most dangerous.

One-step.

Two steps.

The last step. Seinfeld's true qi was instantly raised, preventing any possible changes. Then, the final step is taken.

Suddenly, a cold cool breeze suddenly came from behind Seinfeld, making Seinfeld's clothes rustle.

Seinfeld crossed his sword in his chest and turned his head suddenly.

"Whew. "The wind only blew for a second, and then disappeared in an instant.

Seinfeld's eyes were still empty, and nothing appeared in sight.

Do you really have to wait until I turn around?

Seinfeld was not afraid to turn around and be frightened by the strange face, so he resolutely turned back. And this time, still nothing appeared.

"It's weird. Nothing appeared, Seinfeld waited stupidly for the thing to appear, stepped out, turned into the stone gate, and this time, very safely stepped through the stone gate and appeared in a narrow passage. The passage is long, about thirty meters away.

Seinfeld saw a white shadow flash around the corner at the end of the passage.

"It's it. "It's the snow-white beast again.

Seinfeld guarded against the sudden danger in the passage as he chased in the direction where the white beast appeared.

This time, the white passage did not appear to be in any danger.

After running all the way, after passing through the passage, Seinfeld saw that it was a narrow passage again, but this time the passage was different from the previous one, and more than a dozen stone gates appeared on both sides of the passage.

It's not so much a passage as a corridor.

And the little beast that flashed away just now couldn't even see a shadow.

"Oh ha. Hahaaa. ”

At that moment, Seinfeld vaguely heard a burst of wild laughter.

"At the end of the hallway. Seinfeld spotted the direction and immediately walked towards the end.

Walking in the corridor, there is a wooden door on the stone door on both sides, and the wooden door is closed at the moment, and Seinfeld doesn't know what is hidden inside, and he doesn't have time to think about it.

Now that he heard the human voice, it is very likely that Qin Xiaoru will fall into the hands of others, and Seinfeld must rush there to see what is going on, as for what is behind the wooden door?

Seinfeld took a light slick and tapped his feet lightly, trying not to make a sound, and jumped towards the room at the very end.

As he approached the room, Seinfeld slowed down, slowly approaching the door, and then quietly poked his head out to check the room.

This is also a hall, about the same size as the cool hall just now, Seinfeld saw that in the middle of the hall was a five-meter-high statue of a god, the idol had three eyes, four arms, and a bloody mouth, revealing white teeth, and the whole face was hideous and hateful.

It was the idol of the god seen on the relief before, and at this time, Seinfeld actually felt a faint oppressive force from the statue.

A stone statue can be oppressive?

If it had been placed in his previous life, Seinfeld would not have believed it, but at this moment, he really felt it.

In front of the statue, there was a long table, which seemed to be used to place sacrifices, but at this moment, the sacrifices placed made Seinfeld look very familiar and angry.

It's Qin Xiaoru.

Qin Xiaoru was still wearing a blue and white dress, but her eyes were closed peacefully at the moment, obviously unconscious.

In front of her, there was a figure in a gray robe kneeling, this person buried his whole body in the robe, it was obvious that the laughter just now should have come from this person.

At this moment, the gray-robed man knelt in front of the statue, chanting words in his mouth, and Seinfeld hid outside the door, unable to hear it really.

can avoid everyone's eyes and ears, and hook Qin Xiaoru into this underground silently, combined with the dangers along the way, this person is very likely to be a monk.

With Seinfeld's current strength, he couldn't deal with a monk at all, let alone a monk whose strength was unknown.

If you want to save someone, you must first live.

Seinfeld was not stunned, he naturally knew that he was in a hurry, if he rushed out in a hurry, he would lose his life, not to mention that the mission of rescuing Qin Xiaoru would not be completed.

Turning his gaze to Qin Xiaoru's body again, Qin Xiaoru was lying peacefully on the long table, her face was ruddy, her expression was serene, and her chest was rising and falling slightly with her breathing, as if she was sleeping peacefully.

Alive. Seinfeld immediately judged.

"Let's take a look first, and at the critical moment, give this guy a fatal blow. Seinfeld secretly made up his mind.

Seinfeld's eyes began to check the layout of the hall, on the right side of the hall, there was a bookshelf, a few unknown books were scattered above, next to the bookshelf was a small wooden table, on the wooden table was lit an oil lamp, the oil lamp squeaked and burned, and a slight smell of lamp oil wafted out of the hall.

Seinfeld's nose sniffed, and then his face changed.

"It's corpse oil. "This guy's burning oil lamp turned out to be corpse oil extracted from human corpses.

"Those skeletons and zombies out there, this guy should have done it. ”

However, another question came to Seinfeld's mind, it stands to reason that judging from the year of this building, I don't know how many years it has been, if this guy is the owner of this place, how many years should he have lived. People who have lived for so long should have such a powerful power.

But judging from the previous skeletons and dried corpses, it didn't look like the means of a super strong monk.

Is this person a descendant of the owner of the place, or an outsider?

But there is no doubt that this person and the owner of this place should have the same faith, that is, the evil god with three eyes and four arms.

Seinfeld saw the kneeling guy and slowly stood up.

As soon as the guy moved, Seinfeld's heart also lifted.

The guy stood up and slowly raised his clasped hands flat, and between them a gray stone the size of a goose egg appeared.

"It's an evil stone. Seinfeld said in his heart.

The gray-robed man slowly lifted the stone and placed it on the idol's belly, slowly retreated, approached, and pulled a sharp dagger from his bosom.

Seinfeld was shocked in his heart, he saw that the sharp tip of the knife glowing with cold light was aimed at Qin Xiaoru's heart.