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Could it be that it was a thunderstorm, could it be that he went to the sky by himself?

No, I am in the enchantment of the Lan family's underground palace......

The sound rang 12 times before it stopped.

Zi Nian suddenly thought of it!

It's the bells! Estimating the time, it should be just the right time!

Before he had time to think more, Zi Nian found that something hit his chest and abdomen, and his internal organs were about to be squeezed out!

It's nothing else, it's really a ladder, a ladder on top of it!

It had gone from swinging from left to side to swing up and down, hitting Zi Nian's chest, abdomen, and heart.

Dangdang, it's 12 times again......

During this process, Zi Nian watched the white shadows below wait for him one by one with their mouths open, and the sticky crystal nuclei on his hands seemed to show signs of falling off......

Quickly take out two more and stick them on your feet......

These are good, sticking to the stairs like a gecko.

Finally stabilized, and the ladder stopped swinging. The hanging heart finally settled a little bit.

Take off the crystal nucleus and continue to climb up, since it is a pendulum, there must be an end, and the end is also a fatal place!

Thinking of the appearance and pattern of the dungeon, as well as the bell, the dungeon itself is an ancient bell, but it has been remodeled and hidden something, and the whirling corridor below just now is built on the flat ground under the pendulum.

Time is urging Zi Nian, Luoyue can't wait too long, he must hurry up!

Although there is still a long distance on it, Zi Nian feels that it is time to take an adventure, since this is a pendulum, there must be a place to borrow from the left and right, and it is precisely because of those accessories that the whole clock is made, and it is a running clock......

He crawled for an hour, and when the bell rang again, Zi Nian followed its direction, let go of his grip on his hands and feet, and flew directly to the side, just a direction he chose at random......

It's like flying in the night sky where you can't see your fingers, and you can't see your fingers, and you pounce on your own grave......

Filled with the fear of the unknown.

There was the sound of wind rushing by, the sound of metal rubbing against metal, and he knew that he was right, it was the gears turning!

Ah, no, don't you have to fall to your death if you fall on the gears!

"Mu Ling, help!" The heart of the Purple Year is called.

There was no woodwork around, only the ancient scepter, and when it heard the call, countless delicate branches and leaves, wickers, grew from the metal, and they stretched longer and longer, crisscrossing and forming a woven hammock-like mat, dragging the body of the purple year that was rapidly declining.

After landing on the ground, throw a few moonlight crystal nuclei, and when you enter the eye, there are countless large and small rotating gears......

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zi Nian wouldn't have believed that maintaining such a big clock would require so many gears to run at the same time, one by one......

He's come to the core, lord, offended!

Zi Nian will hold up his vine and put it on one gear at will, as long as one gear does not move, the others will stop running......

Ho ho, just now, the gear actually slipped over his shoulder, and a blood-red hole appeared.

What sharp gears, it's just deadly!

The branches are nothing but wood, and the gears are iron, and when the wood is twisted into the steel, it is quickly shattered by a small uproar, and it cannot stop them from turning endlessly.