It wasn't until Zheng Ming and the others went deep and couldn't see their backs anymore that the earth dragon flew away with the dragon core.

"Uncle, why do you know Loongson's identity. The tunnel was deep and dark, Zheng Ming directly condensed the magic power to use it as lighting, and seeing that he had not encountered any danger for a long time, he asked the doubts in his heart when he was bored.

"In my memory, I seem to have met the dragon god, it was the dragon god who told me, saying that he would be reincarnated and would meet me, and I saw that the little dragon and the dragon god looked similar, so I took it out and tried it. ”

Zheng Ming paused: "Just try? What if the bet is wrong." ”

"It's a big deal. Min hurriedly replied calmly, and walked deeper past Zheng Ming in one step.

The inside of the cave was more like a passage that turned downward, and Zheng Ming and the others walked for an hour without reaching the end, but Zheng Ming judged the distance between the end and them by the lines in his vision.

"We're probably halfway there, and the atmosphere here is getting a little bit stronger. ”

The breath that Zheng Ming said was naturally the feeling that black ink brought to them.

"Be careful, there's a mechanism in what I picked up. Min Xian said suddenly.

Well, Zheng Ming won't complain about his memory, in the previous journey, he heard Min Busy say this, but he didn't encounter anything along the way.

However, he was still a little more cautious, and I have to say that Min's reminder was still useful, at least it made Zheng Ming realize that his mind was a lot more relaxed.

Is there really any danger in it?

Looking at this tunnel, it does give people a feeling of danger, but Zheng Ming and they walked for almost an hour without encountering any danger, which made Zheng Ming also begin to wonder if Min was busy teasing him.

Until Min Xian suddenly said, "It's here, it's here, I can feel the breath of black ink inside." ”

Zheng Ming looked at the stone wall in front of him and was stunned, but he quickly recovered, because the lines in his vision also began to become chaotic when he walked here, as if there was no "accidental" factor in it, or a space that was independent of this world.

Seeing that Min was busy supporting the stone wall with one hand, Zheng Ming hurriedly took a step back.

There was a boom, and the stone wall exploded, leaking out of the dark space inside.

This kind of black is the kind of black color they have seen in the bamboo garden, it is a scene that makes people's scalp tingle at first sight, and even so black that they can't even find out how much space there is inside.

Min Xian picked it up from the ground at any time, and threw it into the space with the technique of returning to the purple, only to disappear directly the moment he entered the space, and melted into darkness.

Seeing that he picked up more gravel and threw it at the same time, the ending was still the same, and black ink began to overflow in the space, rushing towards Min Hurriedly, his face remained unchanged, and he continued to overdraft in the same way, often disappearing with the gravel when the black ink poured into the entrance.

It wasn't until the gravel was used up by Min and half of the black ink was consumed in the space that Zheng Ming began to condense earthy magic at his fingertips.

Their division of labor is very clear, Zheng Ming makes, Min is busy throwing, and it is almost synchronized, without a trace of gap.

In the end, what they saw was a completely new space, which was a pure white space, and the black just now were two extremes, it was white to the extreme.

It's just that the many chaotic iron locks affect the beauty, and the iron locks spread out, revealing a figure in the center of the space. 135 Chinese

This man had a fox tail, sideburns like frost, and a faint fox yin, but he closed his eyes tightly and did not speak.

"Senior, is it you?" Zheng Ming didn't know if this was the fox yin he had encountered before, although the appearance was similar, but the previous one was not so old.

Only then did the fox man open his eyes and look at Zheng Ming weakly, "Finally, someone is coming." ”

"Did a cat demon bring you here?" the fox man asked.

This question made Zheng Ming wonder, "Did you deliberately lead us here?" ”

When he met the cat demon before, Zheng Ming was still wondering, why would an eighth-order powerhouse suddenly attack them, and if the attack failed, he would take Mo Mo away, there was no concern at all, it had always made Zheng Ming feel that something was wrong, if what this person said was true, then it made sense.

"It's me, and there have been many people before you, but they have all been stopped by those dragons, and the one who attacked you is not me, but another embodiment of consciousness condensed in my body. After the fox man finished speaking, he asked, "However, since you have already found your people, why do you still come here?" ”

"No, don't listen to him, he's not me, I'm me!"

A voice suddenly came out of the space, ethereal, unable to find the source of the sound, it sounded like a young man, with some homology with the old man in front of him in timbre, and what he said was also incomprehensible.

"I'm not, you are, you are, I'm not!" Zheng Ming didn't understand, but the old fox man seemed to be crazy after hearing this, and said even more incomprehensible words.

It wasn't until later that the voices of the two suddenly merged together, and from the old man's mouth, "Yes, it's me, and no one else, it's me." ”

As soon as he appeared in this state, he saw Min hurriedly suddenly walk in front of him and knock him unconscious.

"What's going on with this person?" Zheng Ming knew that only Min Xian could explain to him in the audience.

"The cat demon he said should be true, as for what he said later, you don't have to understand, you just think he is still the fox yin we saw before, and his state is also seen as the paper people you met in the bamboo garden. Min hurriedly squatted in front of the old man and looked at the old man seriously.

"You mean, he's been eroded by black ink and gone crazy?" Zheng Ming quickly filtered the information provided by Min Busy in his brain.

"It's crazy, it's not, we call him awakening in this situation. Min hurriedly turned his head and looked over, "Do you remember, in Zhuyuan before, some rumors about me?"

At this time, he suddenly asked me this, what does it mean?

Zheng Ming was puzzled, and for a while he really couldn't think of what Min Busy was referring to, after all, he had too many secrets.

And Min Xian also seemed to understand that Zheng Ming didn't expect it, and directly reminded, "It's a rumor about my people, and it's rumored that we all went crazy at the same time." ”

At this point, there was no follow-up, but it established a direction for Zheng Ming's thoughts.

His clansmen, who were originally normal humans, suddenly went crazy, only Min Xian finally changed back to his current normal appearance, and their bodies seemed to have a great attraction to Black Ink, and there really seemed to be some connection between the two.

Zheng Ming's brain was running rapidly, and everything that had happened in the bamboo garden was picked out by him one by one and connected again, and all the spearheads pointed to a problem.

Why are they crazy.