Xiao Fan raised his right hand and drew a circle in front of him.

The phantom and demonic eyes of the spirit body swept over him and Ji Qingsha, and without stopping, they drifted towards the corner of the storage room. It was a stone wall, and it didn't look any different from the others. In the middle of the walls are carved some kind of ancient pattern, which seems to be the totem of the indigenous people.

Mahoga was the high priest of the indigenous Raka tribe, and it was normal to carve some kind of totem on the wall of the storage room where he practiced, which would not arouse anyone's suspicion. Including such a thousand-year-old "old fox" as Mikhail.

Strange to say, as soon as the spirit body phantom stood still in front of the stone wall, several points of light on the stone wall totem began to flicker, and soon, the light emitted by those few points of light connected together, forming a new pattern, dazzling and shining.

The sound of "boom" sounded, extremely dull, the entire stone wall was moving slowly, and an underground passage was gradually revealed.

The phantom of the spirit body floated forward, and he was very familiar with the qiē here.

This phantom is the remnant of the spirit body of the dove, and although it has no autonomous memory, some of its subconscious mind still remains, guiding it to react instinctively.

Xiao Fan pulled Ji Ji's soft little hand and quietly followed.

Generally speaking, many underground buildings have unexpected defensive measures. But Xiao Fan didn't care very much, after all, this was the residence where Mo Gu cultivated during his lifetime, and Mo Gu himself often went in and out of here, and there were too many traps set here, which didn't make much sense. Besides, when the modoves were alive, there were very few people who dared to trespass on the modove's manor. Modos don't have to be too cautious.

Even if there are any traps, I really want to hurt Xiao Zhenren. But it's not that easy.

As Xiao Fan expected, inside the underground building. Sure enough, there are no traps. The only thing that surprised Xiao Fan and Ji Qingsha was that this underground building was very deep. The narrow passage paved with black stone slabs, which only allows one person to pass through the guò, spirals all the way and winds downward. Turning around again and again, Xiao Fan remembered some large underground parking lots in the capital, if you drive a little wider, you can really make the driver faint.

However, no matter which underground parking lot in the capital, it is absolutely difficult to compare with the basement of Modo. The two followed behind the spirit body. One circle after another, it seems that there will always be no end.

I don't know how many circles I have gone around, Ji Qingsha couldn't help but whisper: "Xiao Fan, it can't be an illusion, right?" ”

There is a maze design that can give the human brain the illusion that you are constantly moving forward, but in fact you are just going around in circles.

Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "No, I made a mark." ”

After a few circles at first. Xiao Fan was worried that he would create an illusion, so he began to make marks casually. As a result, so far, he is sure that he has not walked through the repeated passage.

This underground passage has indeed been going down.

I walked for two or three quarters of an hour. I finally felt that the terrain under my feet began to become gentle, and it seemed that it was no longer a descending passage, but a horizontal progress.

Originally dry passages. It also began to get a little damp, and gusts of wind swept in. It's slimy and uncomfortable to blow on. Xiao Fan's white Tang costume swayed slightly. Haoran was swirling in the air, blocking the damp and viscous yin wind.

Ji Qingsha, who followed closely, smiled, knowing that Xiao Fan was taking care of her feelings.

This man is always so attentive.

After walking forward in the horizontal passage for a while, Xiao Fan and Ji Qingsha both realized that this was a labyrinth. For unknown reasons, Modos seem to have a soft spot for labyrinths. Building a huge labyrinth on the surface of the earth and wrapping the entire "holy spring" in it can also be said to play a protective role, but I don't know why a labyrinth was also built in the depths of the earth.

However, in this labyrinth, Xiao Fan felt the extremely powerful power of divine thought suppression, which was far stronger than the divine thought suppression he received last time at the "Nine Ghost Stream" general altar in the Eastern Island Country, and the power of divine thought basically could not be separated from the body. It felt like even the Mogu spirit body that was floating in front of him had severed its connection with his divine thoughts and was breaking out of his control.

Xiao Fan's heart froze, his wrist moved, and another talisman was sacrificed, sealed on the spirit body, to prevent accidents. Of course, Xiao Fan was not worried about his own safety, there were only a few remnants of the Modo's spirit body left, and it was impossible to cause him any substantial damage. He was mainly worried that his spirit body would be damaged if it was out of control, which would be a pity.

These days, Xiao Fan has been probing his divine thoughts into the "Qiankun Ding", studying the remnants of the spirit body of the Modove and the other Yin Ghost Yin Qi collected from the Modove Manor, and he has gained a lot. But it is still far from being thoroughly studied. He didn't want his body to be damaged here.

Fortunately, except for the suppression of the power of the divine thought, no other accidents happened, and the spirit body did not really get out of control.

This underground labyrinth is smaller than the surface labyrinth, and the spirit body floats forward without the slightest delay, one more light of tea, and the eyes suddenly open up, and finally come out of the labyrinth.

The passage is brightly lit despite being deep underground. Even in the damp underground labyrinth, there are bright lights at intervals. During his lifetime, he was a great teacher, the high priest of the Luojia tribe, and the master of a faction, and it was not difficult for him to electrify all the underground palaces.

As soon as he walked out of the labyrinth, Xiao Fan heard the sound of gurgling water, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

How can you still hear such a sound in the depths of the earth?

Is there an underground river?

"Xiao Fan, look ......"

Ji Qingsha suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed forward, and shouted in a low voice.

Looking along Ji Qingsha's green fingers, I saw a waterfall pouring down in front of me, splashing water, and the sound was heard far away. I never thought I would see a waterfall here. Even by the most conservative estimates, it has been more than 200 meters underground, and perhaps more.

Soon, Xiao Fan and Ji Qingsha saw clearly, this is a huge underground hall, or rather, an underground cave, but with obvious artificial axes and chisels, with lights, and some other artificial buildings.

But Xiao Fan and Ji Qingsha couldn't care about these at the moment, they were both attracted by the scene on the other side of the waterfall.

Under the waterfall, there is a waterhole, the water surface is about forty or fifty squares, around the waterhole, a fence is built with black and swarthy stones, above the fence, it is a statue of white jade, in the pool water, a wisp of black mist, rises up. Although they were not close, the bone-chilling cold still hit his face, even if it was Xiao Fan, he couldn't bear it when he was caught off guard.

All of these qiē are very similar to the situation of the "holy spring".

The white jade statues carved on the fence of the pool are twelve, six men and six women, and the carving is exquisite and lifelike. Even, the appearance of the white jade statue is very similar to the twelve statues on the fence of the "Holy Spring".

However, this is nothing, Xiao Fanji's light gauze gaze only swept casually on these sculptures, and then slid over.

What really caught their attention was what happened after the falls.

Behind the waterfall, a huge statue looms.

This huge statue hidden behind the waterfall, at a rough glance, is three or four zhang high, not carved from white jade, nor carved from black stone, up and down the body, showing a dark red, as if it is coagulated blood, under the light of the spotlight, it looks particularly terrifying. There is a spring flowing above his head, and his face is not real, but he will never be a "handsome little student".

An incomparably fierce aura came to his face.

Ji Qingsha exclaimed: "My God, what is this?" ”

At a depth of two or three hundred meters underground, in a karst cave, what is the purpose of the dove expending so much effort to carve such a huge statue? It doesn't make sense to explain it only in terms of tribal totems.

This thing is too gloomy, too hideous, and gives people an extreme sense of oppression.

At this moment, the mutation suddenly appeared, and the spirit body of the Modove, which was originally floating in front of it, suddenly seemed to be summoned by some kind of strong summons, and it accelerated violently, flying towards the giant statue behind the waterfall like lightning.

Xiao Fan was startled, and immediately pinched the trick with his left hand, the sound of the spell sounded in his mouth, and his right hand formed the shape of a tiger's claw, and grabbed it in the air. A huge suction force immediately stuck to the spirit body of the dove, and it pulled back violently.

However, the spirit body of the modove only paused slightly in the air, and then broke free from Xiao Fan's control, and shot at the statue without looking back. When Xiao Fan wanted to sacrifice the "Qiankun Ding" again, it was too late, so he could only watch the spirit body pass through the waterfall and go straight in.

Above the body of the statue, a red light suddenly burst out, and the dark red luster turned bright red, as if the blood that had coagulated and dried up was activated again in an instant, turning into blood.

The spring water that originally flowed from the top of the statue's head seemed to be "guided" by some kind of "guidance" and parted to the sides, revealing the true face of the statue.

This statue has a lion nose and a wide mouth, eyes like copper bells, a face full of gloom, and an extremely vicious expression.

For a great master like Xiao Fan, it can be seen at a glance that this is a typical "appearance of the demon king". If a real person has such a look, this person must be a generation of demon kings. For example, Huang Chao, such as Zhang Xianzhong, and Hideki Tojo, all have the appearance of a typical demon king. As soon as this kind of demon lord appears, it will definitely set off a monstrous bloody rain, millions of corpses, and mountains of bones.

Although it was only a statue in front of him, his eyes were full of blood, and a fierce aura was extremely strong, swooping in, trying to get into the cracks of people's bones and devour people's internal organs and even souls.

If this statue really had a prototype, then it would have already set off a bloody human tragedy.

I don't know how many years have passed, but just a statue, there is still a huge evil spirit.

And at the foot of this statue, a whole red stone also shines brightly. This is the pedestal of the statue. On top of this large blood-red stone, four large bizarre hieroglyphs were carved.

"Heavenly Demon Gate!"

Ji Qingsha stared at the four big words and muttered. (To be continued......)