The moment the stone door opened, a cold air that was colder than the outside world escaped. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The cold air formed a condensed mist from the bottom of the stone gate, and Shao Heng and the others only felt that the soles of their feet were as cold as being pricked by thousands of needles, and they even felt a little stiff.

Shao Heng silently recited the mantra of "Xuanyuan Cun Wei Song", and the true qi that was originally as cool as water turned into bursts of warm current flowing down to the lower half of his body, only then did he get rid of the cold feeling.

However, what surprised him the most was that such a heavy stone gate was opened by Nangong Beidou at will?

"I didn't use my strength. As if knowing the voices of the others, Nangong Beidou explained with a gloomy face, "This door was opened by himself." ”

"Huh!" Shao Heng looked ahead and pulled out the Heavenly Machine Sword, his thin lips pursed into a line, and a trace of sharpness was drawn on the corner of his mouth: "It's a human or a demon, a ghost or a god, you will know when you go in!"

Nangong Beidou nodded, and also lifted the Flying Frost Sword slightly, maintaining the posture that he could stab out at any time, and stepped into the stone gate with Shao Heng first.

Ning Qingyun flipped his right hand, and a long fiery red whip appeared in the palm of his hand, and with a slight shake, it was as straight as a sharp sword, and instantly returned to softness, like a spiritual snake winding.

She took a breath, followed behind Shao Heng and Nangong Beidou, and also stepped into the stone gate.

Shui Fangzhi's face was slightly pale, she gritted her teeth, and a short sword less than two feet appeared in her left and right hands.

As soon as Shao Heng stepped into the dim stone door, there was a sudden sound of "snort" all around, and countless flames scurried up on the wall of the room with the entry of Shao Heng and others.

The lampholder at the swaying place of the lamp is the same as the lampholder seen by Shao Heng and others outside, all of them are humanoid, holding the wick with both hands.

Nangong Beidou subconsciously held his breath and looked at Shao Heng, but saw him shake his head slightly: "It's whale paste." ”

The scent of the cetacean paste before it is lit is very light, with a strange aroma.

For Shao Heng and others, this dimness is not a big deal, I don't know if there are other things in it, so naturally they will not take the initiative to light the lamp holder to illuminate such a superfluous move.

The candle flame behind the stone door, although it was strangely automatically lit, but after Shao Heng sniffed a little, he found that there was nothing unusual in it, and the thing ignited in the lamp holder was indeed just ordinary whale paste.

However, for the sake of caution, Shao Heng still asked everyone to take a heart-clearing pill in case of accidents.

In fact, there was nothing unusual behind the stone gate, and under the light of the candles, everyone could see it clearly, and everything inside could be seen at a glance.

Not only is there no abnormality, the whole room is only four feet in circumference, surrounded by stone walls with cyan luster, and there is a stone door in the front and back.

The stone door was still ajar, and the other stone door facing it was tightly closed, and it was smooth and unpatterned.

Other than that, the room was empty and there was nothing.

The only thing that is a little strange is that the ground is concave in the middle of a whole round circle, like a normal step.

Along the inside of the circle, at intervals, there were small piles of darker gray, and if it weren't for the more evenly distributed, Shao Heng would even think that it was dust on the ground.

Shao Heng walked down the steps, bent down and stretched out his index finger to touch the dark ashes on the ground, and suddenly Ning Qingyun's voice came from behind him: "This is the remnant of things after the elegance of things." ”

Shao Heng straightened up, dusted off his fingertips, and said coldly, "So, someone has been here before us?"

"Perhaps, maybe it could be that the circle surfaced, or the ground movement caused by the opening of the portal cave earlier, caused the original things here to be weathered to ashes. Ning Qingyun hesitated.

Shao Heng shook his head and remained silent.

He always felt that the stone door had opened very strangely, as if he had taken the initiative to welcome them in. However, how can this room be explained for being boxy and empty?

"Come and see!" Shui Fangzhi suddenly exclaimed, "There are some patterns on this wall!"

Shao Heng looked back and saw Shui Fangzhi standing in front of the wall on the left, pointing to a place in front of him with a surprised expression.

The three of them, including Shao Heng, immediately walked to Shui Fangzhi's side, and looked along the place she pointed, and sure enough, they found that there was some mystery on this wall.

I thought that those traces were the natural lines on the stone wall, but when I looked closely, I found that these lines outlined villains with extremely simple lines.

The pattern is very simple and easy to understand, but the skill of the person who drew the picture is obviously not ordinary.

Although most of them are simple lines, and the lines are also incomplete.

But it can be seen that every little figure seems to be dancing, singing and dancing around a pile full of grain, and the euphoria seems to be evident in these patterns.

"There's also on this wall!" Nangong Beidou pointed to the wall on the right.

Shao Heng walked over to take a look, and sure enough, he found another pattern, this picture was the same as the picture just now, it was a little mutilated, and there were more incomplete parts. However, it can still be seen in general that these villains have changed their previous joy, and each of them has been replaced by a solemn look on their faces.

Instead of singing and dancing, these people knelt on the ground in rows, or raised their hands above their heads, looking up at the sky, or prostrating themselves on the ground, closing their eyes, as if they were performing some kind of sacrificial activity.

The mutilations of both motifs are located directly above the figures, and the large lines have weathered to ash as the stone walls peel off over the years, and are no longer visible.

Shao Heng looked at these two patterns and didn't see anything special.

It's as if only the people who used to be here recorded their lives in this way, whether they had a good harvest or a sacrifice.

In ancient times, the tribes, including today's southern Xinjiang, still lived a life similar to that depicted on the stone walls, so Shao Heng didn't see anything special about it.

The only thing that can be proved is that this place has existed for at least 10,000 years, and that someone has stayed here.

However, if there were ancient human races living here, then the so-called "god relics" that the Demon Sect swore to be nothing more than a flash in the pan.

Just as Shao Heng was thinking about this, suddenly all the candles around him shook violently, and the flames shrank into a small point the size of a soybean, as if a fierce wind was blowing and would be extinguished at any time.

The light and shadow flickered on everyone's faces, and the four of Shao Heng immediately gathered together, facing away from each other, vigilant around.

Shao Heng released his divine sense and swept it, and when he touched the surrounding stone walls, he was bounced back and found no abnormality.

However, when he swept to the closed stone door opposite, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Everyone, pay attention!

As Shao Heng's voice fell, the candle flames around him seemed to have a soul, and they suddenly couldn't support the unknown power, and they were extinguished one after another, leaving only a wisp of green smoke, which also dissipated in an instant.

After a moment, it seemed that a long time had passed, and the four of Shao Heng couldn't help but hold their breath, and the true qi in their bodies spontaneously operated under the stimulation of the cold.

Especially Shao Heng and Nangong Beidou, both of them are dancing in their robes without wind, and their momentum is constantly rising.

Suddenly, Shao Heng's sword eyebrows appeared, and his right hand stabbed to the right side of his body like lightning, while Nangong Beidou also handed out a sword.

It was clear that there was no one in the darkness, but the four people present heard a sharp whistling sound ringing in everyone's ears, and the two swords piercing in the air also made the sound of a sharp sword piercing something.

Shui Fangzhi's face turned pale and trembled: "What is it? What is that? There is nothing!"

After Shao Heng withdrew his sword, he quickly handed out the sword again without the slightest pause, stabbing something again.

In an instant, countless screams rang out at the same time, as piercing as a golden jade cut.

After the sound, two bits of dark green light suddenly lit up in the darkness, floating in the air like eerie ghost fire.

As these two points of dark green light appeared, little by little, countless green lights surrounded the sides of Shao Heng and the other four, undulating and wandering, and the previous biting chill spread from these things little by little.

"Ghost thing!" Nangong Beidou snorted coldly.

This little bit of green light is all ghost fire burning in the eyes of ghost things!

There are many kinds of ghosts, and these are all the most ordinary ghosts, but the number is a little staggering.

These Yin Spirits were not sane, but they saw several companions forced back under several attacks by Shao Heng and Nangong Beidou, and naturally felt a trace of fear and stopped in place.

However, the Yang Qi of the Born is the thing that these Yin Souls desire the most, even if the spiritual weapons of the four people make them feel terrified, the greed in that nature still prevails, and they all hover into the air and swoop down towards Shao Heng and the others!

Nangong Beidou raised his eyebrows coldly, and his body inspired a sword intent that was far less cold than the Yin Soul, and where the Flying Frost Sword passed, even the air was condensed into ice, not to mention the Yin Soul that was touched by the Flying Frost Sword, all of them froze in place, as if they were frozen in ice.

Shui Fangzhi's two-handed short swords staggered into each other, making a sound as crisp as jade, and all the yin spirits who were close to her were instantly stunned, and they would only spin in place.

Then, a fiery red whip shadow swept over these yin spirits who were standing in place with a blazing flame, but it was Ning Qingyun who followed with a condensed face.

As soon as the Yin Spirit touched the flame, it emitted a sound as violently as water and a pot of oil. The flames spread along the "body" of the Yin Spirit, and it looked like a human figure with flames burning all over its body, and the Yin Spirit in it let out a terrible and terrible scream.

And Shao Heng, as he did with the hooked snake before, led the trick with his left hand, and pulled out the phantom of the Vermilion Bird of "Vientiane Phantom Star Jue", and the cold glow of the Heavenly Machine Sword bloomed, shaking like a piece of wind and snow.

The sword passed through the place, but the effect was completely different from Ning Qingyun's shot.

It was the same flame, but every Yin Soul that came into contact with the Heavenly Machine Sword was not like touching the blazing flames on Ning Qingyun's long whip, burning their whole body and then turning into ashes. As soon as these yin spirits touched the flames on the Heavenly Sword, they melted like snow, silently extinguishing the two points of dark green ghost fire in their pupils, as if they had never existed in the first place.