The strange words made Murong Jie scratch his head.

For some reason, he always felt that it was a word, but he didn't know any of them, but he firmly believed in it.

Murong Jie was even more curious about what was at the end of the chain, although he had thought about it countless times, but unless he really let him see it with his own eyes, Murong Jie himself didn't believe it, the unknown at the end of the chain, repeatedly a pair of unintentional and huge hands, Murong Jie willingly pushed him into the endless dark abyss.

Murong Jie continued to move forward, out of intense curiosity, he instinctively quickened his pace, and soon he saw that under the abyss, there seemed to be a faint spot of light.

It seemed that he would soon be able to know what was in the abyss, Murong Jie was uncontrollable and excited, and at the same time, he also doubled his vigilance, and there was inevitably a sudden accident.

Murong Jie continued to walk down, and finally he saw those points of light clearly, they were ripples from the ripples of the water, it seemed that there was really someone in this place, and there was actually water below the abyss.

Murong Jie looked around, although he couldn't see it clearly, he could see the general outline. It turned out that at the bottom of the abyss, there was a huge Hubo, and the iron chain extended from the water surface into the water, and the surrounding shores were ten zhang away from the center of the lake, to say the least, and Murong Jie's location was located above the center of the lake.

The lake is bottomless, and the iron chains that go deep into the lake seem to really bind something, and it does look like a dragon, a dragon whose eyes are slightly closed and motionless, sleeping quietly in the invincible deep pool.

Since this place was damp and dim, all Murong Jie could see was a shadow, but that terrifying scene was terrifying just thinking about it.

In any case, you can't stay in this place any longer, in case you pick something up in the lake and suddenly come out of the water, you won't have to die.

Although his cultivation is not bad, but the things that can be in this place must not be ordinary, Murong Jie does not dare to risk his life rashly, but whether the thing at the bottom of the lake is a divine dragon or not, Murong Jie has no intention of provoking.

For now, the only way to talk about it is to go to the shore first, and the management does not know what is on the shore, but at least it is safer than the lake.

Murong Jie wanted to go ashore, but it was not easy to say. The center of the lake is ten zhang away from the shore of the lake, not to mention that Murong Jie is not very familiar with the nature of the water, just a little bit of dog planing, or he has learned it these days, in the face of the unfathomable lake, Murong Jie really doesn't know if he can swim from the center of the lake to the shore, not to mention that this place is quiet and scary, who can guarantee that the sound made when paddling will not disturb the terrible thing at the bottom of the lake.

Murong Jie hesitated for a long time and was in a dilemma, it was undoubtedly dangerous to stay in the middle of the lake, and it was also dangerous to swim to the shore, Murong Jie looked forward and backwards, and decided to swim over.

It was obviously not possible to go back the way you came, but now you can only swim to the shore to find the source of the lake, and then it is possible to leave this ghost place.

Murong Jie gritted his teeth, tried his best to dispel the gloom in his heart, and cautiously came to the place where the iron chain met the surface of the lake, at this time, at least a little negligence, Murong might fall into the water, he was not like making a splash and provoking the monsters at the bottom of the lake.

Murong Jie tiptoed down into the water, trying his best not to make any noise, the slightest sound coming from the lake was extremely harsh to Murong Jie's ears at this moment.

Murong Jie's water nature is indeed not very good, he has been splashing in the water for most of the day, and he has not seen how far he has gone out, and he can barely let himself not sink, which is already a blessing for the green smoke on the ancestral tomb.

Murong Jie's difficult tide lake shore swimming, there is always a feeling of powerlessness, in the future, if there is a chance, he will definitely practice the water nature well, this thing is not a magic exercise, but how can it be troublesome enough if he is not familiar with the water nature, in short, how can a big hero capsize in the gutter.

After many setbacks, he finally came to the shore, although it was extremely difficult, there were no accidents, and Murong Jie was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

He sat on the shore panting, feeling that such a moment of kung fu was more tired and powerless than practicing sword skills for a day.

After relieving himself, Murong Jie dragged his tired body and struggled to get up from the mud.

Murong Jie looked around to determine if the surroundings were safe, and at this time, he saw that not far away, there were stone steps extending forward, which was obviously a trace of artificial excavation, since someone had been able to come here, it meant that he could also go out.

This is a good sign, Murong Jie was cautious, he immediately ran towards the steps, connected to the steps, there was a huge stone carved corridor, which made Murong even more excited, maybe the end of the corridor was the exit.

Murong didn't think about it, he rushed to the corridor at a gallop, walking through the revolving and winding tasting corridor, Murong was stunned by what he saw.

He saw it again, hideous and terrifying white bones. The white bones here are also seven, one is not many, and one is not many, and they are also bound by iron chains, which is exactly the same as what Mingtang saw.

The difference was that there were no other dead bodies here, no beams and walls of corpses, but there was one more figure, a figure dressed in white with long flowing hair.

This figure made Murong Jie instantly think of the Heavenly Enemy, when he met the Heavenly Enemy in Dunhuang Yaotai of Tianzhu Mountain, it seemed that the ghostly Heavenly Enemy looked like this. The only difference was that Tianqiu was dressed in black at that time, but the figure in front of him was dressed in white.

"What people!"

Out of nowhere, suddenly there was a voice. Murong Jie looked left and right, but did not see any figure, undoubtedly the man in white spoke again, it seems that he is the only one alive here, but why is the living person here, is he the same as himself, did he break in by mistake, or the erratic man in white, who is simply the culprit who stole the red-faced blade.

Murong Jie looked in the direction of the man in white again, but found that the man in white had disappeared without a trace. Murong Jie remembered clearly, from the moment he came to the end of the corridor, the white-clothed figure remained motionless, just like the terrible skeleton on the side, it looked like a lifeless dead person.

Where did the man in white go, could it be that what he saw just now was not a person, but a ghost?

So who was talking to himself just now, could it be that a ghost was talking to him? The more Murong Jie thought about it, the more frightened he felt, and he couldn't help but tremble. This place is so scary, maybe what he just saw is really something unclean.

The white-clothed figures that came and went without a trace were probably the souls of these white bones, who died here and never dissipated their grievances, so they became lonely souls and wild ghosts, wandering here forever, unable to be reincarnated and re-enter the six realms of reincarnation.

The terrible ghosts are self-evident, it is said that some powerful ghosts are more powerful than Da Luo Jinxian, but the ghosts also have their own rules, they are not as stupid as the sanctimonious living people, his ideas are simple and stubborn, as long as they don't let them, they won't take the initiative to find the door.

Murong Jie didn't want to stay here, he just wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible, maybe the ghost was a hundred times more terrifying to him than the divine dragon.

Murong Jie turned around suddenly, and was about to be afraid of his legs, but at this moment, a figure blocked his way, and a vicious cold hit his heart, and Murong Jie only felt that something was wrong.