These people are all agile people, and there is no sound between actions.

They also had things like dragon heads and gold medals, so hundreds of laws and formations ignored them at the same time.

"Are you still coming?"

Wang Qing looked at us defiantly, straightened her chest, and then bowed over, grabbed the rope and sank into the well.

Zheng Fatzi and I glanced at each other, and suddenly realized that this matter would not be easy.

The matter has come to this, it is impossible to retreat, Zheng Fatzi pouted, "Don't worry about women, go down first." ”

The rope is ready-made, the trouble is Lao Bai, I looked at Zheng Fatzi and Huang Bawang, and finally I stuffed the smaller Lao Bai into a basket.

If it's outside, it's naturally not so troublesome, how can you say that Lao Bai is also a monster, and it's not a problem to wrap yourself in a demon wind.

However, in the magic circle near the Lock Dragon Well, mana was forbidden, and Lao Bai and I couldn't use any mana.

I can still sense my own mana, mana moves freely in my body, but it can't appear in the outside world, and the same is true for Lao Bai, as if there is a rather tough pocket on our forehead.

This is a trick, I haven't learned any exercises to forge the body, the body is stronger than ordinary people, but it's not too strong, so calculated, is it possible to get to the bottom, but I have become a burden?

But Zheng Fatzi gave me a look, signaling me to feel at ease, I thought about it, and moved the lock dragon well from the ground to almost a hundred meters down, this project was done by Zheng Fatzi, thinking that he should have a safe way.

Besides, I can't go back when I'm here, and I'll be ashamed of that.

I scolded Zheng Fatzi in my heart, because this thing must have known that there was a ban on mana here, but he didn't tell me at all.

The rusty iron chain was right next to us, and when we moved down, we could still touch it from time to time, and the chain would make a crisp or dull sound when it hit the stone wall, which was very strange.

According to local legend, black water will emerge from the lock dragon well.

But now, under the wellhead, there is no water.

Although there is no water in the well, it is like a bottomless pit, but the air around it is very humid.

The first few people descended quickly, apparently trained in this area.

In comparison, a few of us are inferior, Huang Bawang's body is stiff, I am not used to the environment where mana is forbidden here, and Zheng Fatzi is now tired and panting.

At this moment, Zheng Fatzi suddenly stuffed something into my hand.

The thing was elongated to the touch, and it looked like a fragment of something.

This thing is very warm and delicate, even more moist than the finest mutton fat white jade.

It was so dark that I didn't know what it was before I felt like the film that had been hanging over me was gone.

In an instant, the mana in my body rushed out.

I will be together again, and the feeling before has completely disappeared, and the use of mana has returned to normal.

Zheng Fatzi stretched out his hand and made a silent gesture on the side of his mouth, he asked me not to be quiet.

I don't quite understand what this is doing, but he seems to be guarding against something, and the ones who can make him so defensive here are probably Wang Qing and the others below us.

Once I figured it out, I immediately nodded and didn't use spells.

The surrounding space is getting bigger and bigger, and it seems that the further down you go, the bigger the lock dragon well becomes.

It's the same with the chains around me, the further down you go, the thicker they become.

By this time, the chains around me were as thick as an adult's arms, and there were some strange patterns on the chains.

An ancient and distant aura came from all directions, as if we had returned to the time of recklessness.

It's dark underground, and it looks like a bottomless pit.

Half an hour later, we arrived at a platform, which had been dug by man, and a hole had been dug in the wall of the well.

We rested here, speaking of which, we really haven't rested much since we got off the plane, and after coming here, we came to the lock dragon well non-stop.

The platform contained a lot of supplies, some weapons and food, and more of a rolling rope.

It seems that whoever knows about this place has never given up exploring its secrets.

I took out my phone and took a look, and unsurprisingly, the phone had no signal.

I glanced at the compass again, and although I wasn't good at finding the dragon point, I didn't have any problems using it.

At this point, whether I can use the compass or not is no longer a problem, because the compass has become a messy waste.

Seeing this, I had no idea of continuing my research, and after retrieving the compass, we hastily ate some food, rested for a while, and then headed down again.

I saw the marks left by the two of them in the Nine Palaces in this place where I could stop and rest, and the marks were only those who went down, and those who did not come up.

By this time, the lock dragon well was already quite spacious, and the three of us, plus Wang Qing and the six of them, were side by side in the lock dragon well, and they didn't seem crowded at all.

"How long will it take!"

It was another two resting platforms, and Huang Bawang really couldn't help it.

At this time, countless beads of sweat had already appeared on my body, and Zheng Fatzi was even more like he had been soaked in water.

Not only that, but our bodies also felt uncomfortable, our ears and eyes were uncomfortable, and at the same time, I seemed to hear some strange sounds.

The sound was quite subtle, more like my auditory hallucinations.

The sound is like singing, like a prayer, or even a murmur in an unconscious state.

The owner of the voice seemed to be praying, and they were sincere, but I couldn't make out what they were saying.

Now that we have reached a very deep place underground, I don't have a depth measuring instrument with me, and Wang Qing and they don't mean to communicate with us about it, but it's always very deep.

As we continued to descend, the voice in my ears seemed to be so clear that it was so faint.

Now, I'm sure that this lock dragon well has nothing to do with Liu Bowen and Yao Guangxiao, and even if there is a relationship, they are only the discoverers and defenders here.

At this time, the chains around us have the thickness of an adult's waist, and if it weren't for the spell on the chain, it would definitely fall the one on it.

Finally, after we had passed through four platforms, we reached the 'bottom' of the Lock Dragon Well.

But this is not the real bottom of the lock dragon well, because the chain has sunk into the ground under our feet.

The chains were stacked on the ground, coiling like a giant snake, and Huang Bawang and I tried to pull them, but naturally we couldn't move a bit.