"Don't guess, the silver needle, the rope, the scale, the bell, don't they just verify the death of the bell girl. Wang Zitao said.

"Then the evil ghost who killed the bell girl must be the demon who came out of the hell of the evil mirror, and the four evil weapons of hell are the demons, the demons, the demons, the demon thallium, and the magic shuttle!" Wu Lei said.

He turned to look at the altar behind him, especially the pillars, and he always felt that something was missing.

"What did you say about the smell of fear that you were afraid of?" Wu Lei turned his head to look at the Rotten Face Ghost and said.

The Grimface turned his head to look at the altar in fear, he slowly stretched out his hand and pointed to the altar and said, "I feel something terrible under the altar. ”

Wu Lei and Wang Zitao glanced at each other, and their faces became solemn.

"Let's go, go over and have a look. Wu Lei nodded and said.

The two men walked towards the altar, which had a series of steps on all sides, in the form of a pyramidal structure, and at the very top of the pyramid was the protruding column.

"There should be a mechanism here, this pillar is a little abrupt. Wu Lei said.

Wang Zitao nodded, carefully stepped up the steps, and walked to the top of the pillar, his eyes were firmly fixed on the top of the column, and there were some strange ghost talismans and other things engraved on the top of the column, which he couldn't understand.

Wu Lei couldn't understand what was engraved on it inexplicably.

Soon Wang Zitao found that a prototype turntable appeared under the column, which was inlaid with the altar and perfectly integrated.

He guessed in a low voice, "This pillar can't be a mechanism or something, look at the turntable below." ”

Wu Lei also noticed that there were some strange patterns on the turntable below, there were a total of eighteen patterns, just like a clock, and each turn of a pattern might turn on something.

"18 patterns?" Wu Lei turned his head sharply to look at the murals around him, almost corresponding to the murals one by one.

He suddenly thought of something, his face changed, and when he looked down, he found that the direction in which the column stopped at the moment corresponded to the pattern of a mirror, and this pattern corresponded to the Mirror Hell.

Wang Zitao gasped, thinking of the death of the bell girl, the strange pattern on the altar, and the turntable, and suddenly thought of something extremely terrible.

Is this altar the opening and closing of the gates of hell?

Isn't the Hell Evil Torture Instrument from the Evil Mirror Hell, and the Hell where the pillar is opened at this time is the Evil Mirror Hell.

Could it really be that the ghosts in the Hell of the Mirror of Evil have escaped and harmed the world?

Thinking of this, Wu Lei and Wang Zitao both inexplicably felt a chill rise from the depths of their souls, making them both shudder.

"Shall we turn this thing and try it?" Wang Zitao said with wide eyes in horror.

Wu Lei frowned tightly, staring at the turntable under the pillar, he said: "There can't be such an evil altar in this world, if the altar can open the gate of hell, the ghost king doesn't need to go to great lengths to destroy the Three Realms Monument everywhere, I think, this altar has a certain meaning, but it may not be the key to open the gate of hell." ”

Wang Zitao also agrees with this opinion, it is indeed too for the altar to open the gate of hell, but these things they have experienced make them have to believe it.

Wang Zitao walked around the column, and suddenly his eyes widened at a certain place on the side of the column, and he was surprised: "Leizi, you look at this image is not like a button." ”

The place Wang Zitao pointed to was one side of the column, which was clearly different from the entire flawless surface of the column, like a boxy button, because there were seams that could be clearly seen.

Wu Lei also walked over, glanced at Wang Zitao with a solemn face, and then the two looked at each other and nodded.

Wu Lei slowly pressed towards the button, his fingers were slightly forced, and the protruding square piece was pressed in.

The two cautiously took a few steps back, waiting for the mechanism to open.

After waiting for a while, the surroundings were still extremely quiet, and just when the two of them thought that they had not triggered any switches, the altar suddenly shook, and even the entire underground hall trembled violently.

The frightened two immediately jumped under the altar and stared at the altar with palpitations.

As the temple shook, there was a "rumbling" and "clicking" sound from the altar, as if the gear bracket under the altar had been opened.

In the next second, Wu Lei and Wang Zitao were directly dumbfounded.

The altar was split in two from the position of the turntable, slowly moving to the sides, opening a huge gap, and then the altar that was divided into two halves sank with the sound of the rotation of the gears, and in the center, there was a huge blood-colored coffin suddenly rising.

The strange blood-colored red light dyed the underground hall blood-red, and the eighteen murals on the wall also revealed a strange blood-colored demon light, making the entire underground hall filled with an incomparably terrifying and weird atmosphere.

"This ......"

The moment the coffin was raised, the temperature in the underground hall dropped suddenly, and Wu Lei and Wang Zitao could both feel an extremely evil aura lingering in the underground hall.

"It's really an ancient tomb. Wang Zitao said in shock.

The appearance of the coffin established their conjecture of the ancient tomb, but they searched everything in their minds, and it seemed that no one could have anything to do with hell.

The abnormal blood red color made the two of them very nervous and uneasy.

The rotten face ghost hid behind the two of them and shivered, his already frightened face turned pale, and the rotten face was even more terrifying and hideous.

"It's it, it's it. The grim-faced ghost said in a trembling voice.

At this moment, he still has the courage he had before, just like gradually becoming the king of Hades, and his whole body is trembling.

Wu Lei did not go to the tomb with Lin Yumai, but it was the first time that he had a great sense of fear of the coffin in the ancient tomb.

Even though they were under the altar, looking at the blood-red coffin, he could feel the fear in his heart expanding.

Wang Zitao's face was also difficult to see, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that this coffin was very wrong, how could any coffin be blood-red, as if it had been stained with blood.

What was even more terrifying was that the coffin was lying there quietly, and they did not dare to approach, and they felt a very dangerous aura filling the entire temple, and this breath was death.

Wu Lei exhaled heavily, endured the fear in his heart, and slowly walked towards the blood-colored coffin on the altar, he walked carefully every step, as if he would die at any time.

Wang Zitao is ready to turn into a violent demon at any time, as long as there is danger, he will take Wu Lei away as soon as possible.

The shadow behind Wu Lei slowly emerged, her eyes staring at the blood-colored coffin, her eyes full of killing intent.

Wu Lei slowly approached, and the closer he got, his heart began to pound wildly, and he could already hear his violent heartbeat.

When you get closer, you can immediately see the true face of the coffin.