The thought of doubt turned, and he made a decision after weighing the pros and cons.

Enter!

After taking a closer look at the structure of the tree hole, Zhang Qingyang found that its epidermis was attached to fine fluff, which seemed to tremble slightly with the air current, but in fact, as he approached, those fluffs were already aimed at his location, and there was an obscure force surging in secret.

"Hehe, what an ingenious defense mechanism, worthy of a nest of thousand-year-old rats. ”

Zhang Qingyang's heart was cold, and he did not hesitate to extend the bridge of his heart, the sensing of the tree root was extremely sensitive, and it responded almost instantly, and the surface of countless fluffs rippled, releasing the hidden power abruptly, and invaded his inner universe savagely.

"Om!"

Zhang Qingyang's heart and mouth were united, and the frog Zen master and himself let out a break at the same time, and an indomitable spiritual force pushed it over, blasting away the invading power, and then swept over the root fluff, extending and washing deeper like a tide.

The roots of the tree stiffened.

Zhang Qingyang took the opportunity to carry the dragon to the four seas, and his body flashed into the tree hole, and his feet did not touch the ground sliding against the wind, and he rushed out more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

The root passage connected the multiple levels of the underground fortifications, twisting and turning for hundreds of meters, gliding, suddenly widening in front and penetrating into a thicker pipe.

But unlike the clean and single process in the previous stage, the fluff in the thick pipeline in front of him is thicker, and there are countless large and small sarcomas, when Zhang Qingyang rushed in, countless fluff suddenly turned into steel needles and stood upright, the tip exuded a strange light, and seeped out a viscous and fishy smelly liquid, which was very poisonous at a glance.

Dozens of sarcomas around them exploded with a bang, very suspicious mucus splattered, and many fragments were mixed in it, with a speed like a bullet out of the chamber, and they shot out!

Zhang Qingyang drank softly, shook his hand to scatter the rat bone sword, and cast the Bafang Wind and Rain Sword, instantly building an impermeable sword net, sweeping away the splattered venom and fragments, and then flew up with a leg of the dragon and flicked its tail, and the strength of more than ten meters was fiercely pumped on the other sarcomas that had not yet exploded, causing a disorderly explosion.

He used the force under his feet to take off, and his body turned several times in mid-air, taking the opportunity to pass through that section of the cavity, as soon as Zhang Qingyang landed, he suddenly closed behind him, and countless sharp needles were staggered together, impenetrable!

The roots of the tree reacted too quickly, the front section just closed, the back section dozens of meters away contracted rapidly, and a large number of sarcomas broke down to form large lumps of mucus to fill the gaps.

Zhang Qingyang's mind moved, and the cold sword intent suddenly struck, cutting off all the root tissues and needle-like fluff around his body. He shook his hand and threw the rat bone sword into the crack, detonating the qi and blood condensed at the tip of the sword, and in an instant the venom was evaporated by the explosion, and the passage was wide open, and he took the opportunity to pass through.

The entire root of the tree seemed to be enraged, and it violently vibrated violently, and the power carried by countless liquids surged in the inner layer, forming a heavy force like a mountain to surround him, trying to squeeze him inside.

Zhang Qingyang's eyes were like electricity, and he saw another fork in the road at a glance, and after dodging in, he chanted and drank several times in a row to attack the spirit, taking advantage of the paralysis of the root system to run all the way, from the channel that shrank to the diameter of the basin.

The field of vision in front of him suddenly opened up, but it was a wide cave with a diameter of hundreds of meters, and the roots of the trees were hanging between the rock walls more than ten meters high, and they were rapidly shrinking back at this time.

Looking at the cave again, several carefully constructed pillars are arranged in an orderly manner, forming a spatial structure of upper and lower layers, of which the diagonal one has collapsed and turned into a pile of rock. In the middle is an open-air courtyard, and several adjacent pillars are broken and toppled and scattered to the ground.

In the courtyard is a strangely shaped nine-tiered altar with a three-sided statue about three meters high.

Zhang Qingyang's position was facing one side of the statue, which was a long, narrow and bulging face, with three eyes, flat and no nose bridge, and the mouth was greatly pulled down, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, as if he was making a silent cry.

The statue has six arms, with a short knife and a three-strand fork on the front.

This kind of weird appearance is not a good thing at first glance.

In fact, when Zhang Qingyang's gaze swept over, the bridge of the mind naturally touched, and immediately a gloomy howl counterattacked, as if there were thousands of sharp roars mixed together, making people can't help but tremble when they hear it, and there are many illusions.

It's the spiritual power I perceived before, but it's more than a hundred times stronger!

Zhang Qingyang hurriedly disconnected the spiritual link, his body swelled in a flash, his fingers and claws popped out, qi and blood flowed, and a faint red light bloomed on the surface of the rat bone sword, and the sword light was uncertain, slowly landing on the ground, and he was on guard.

At this moment, behind the other pedestal of the statue, a figure appeared.

A faint light lit up at the same time as the man appeared, revealing his appearance clearly. He was dressed in a white lab coat, with long hair to the shoulders, black-rimmed glasses, a strange smile on his half-hidden face, and a piercing laugh from afar when he looked at him from afar.

"It's a rarity. The man seemed to be muttering to himself, but the voice echoed from all directions, and it was extremely clear into Zhang Qingyang's ear, and it drilled into his mind like an awl.

"Someone will touch it, you should be very lucky, just in time to be the next sacrifice, maybe to help me with the final crucial step. ”

Zhang Qingyang was not affected by his mental disturbance in the slightest, and snorted coldly: "Evil sect crooked, pretending to be a god and playing ghosts, who are you from the Rat God Society? What illegal things are you doing here?"

The man grinned, his eyes glowed with madness, and he laughed strangely: "I want to know, as long as you obediently come over to be my sacrifice, you will understand." ”

"Why don't I dismantle your broken platform first, smash this broken statue, and then take you down and torture you out one by one, which is more satisfying. ”

Zhang Qingyang shouted loudly.

"Tsk, every one of them is like this, they think they represent justice, and they don't think about the meaning of justice. The man looked disappointed, but he smirked, "Okay, okay, then let my little boys move first." ”

He pursed his lips and let out a scream, and in the darkness, in the four walls and corners of the hall, countless pairs of green eyes suddenly opened, and countless bloodthirsty wills became restless, and in the blink of an eye, they were connected into a spiritual net that covered the sky and the sun, and rushed towards Zhang Qingyang.

Rats, thousands of rats!

Bigger, stronger, bloodthirsty, and crazier than the last encounter in the Ten Thousand Rat Grottoes!

They even formed a group will that could cause mental interference, locked Zhang Qingyang's body, chirping, squeaking and screaming, I don't know which one couldn't hold it first, and swarming and jumping like a tide to this side!