The soft boots landed, and the three of them reached the middle of the Scarlet Moon Forest, only to see a desolate mountain rising from the ground, surrounded by black clouds.

The terrible hole in front of him was carved with a knife and axe with three eye-catching characters, and the pen was divided into three points, as if there was a deep hatred.

"Here we are." He Lao Wu raised his eyebrows and asked Lan Wujiang for a please.

The vines in the Netherworld Cave are vertical and horizontal, thousands of bats inhabit the top of the cave, the surroundings are quiet and silent, Lan Wujiang is instinctively vigilant, only to see the white flowers blooming on the stone wall with a silver dazzling light, instantly illuminating most of the Netherworld Cave.

A long howl came from the cave, He Lao Wu's face changed, his fingers drew a rune in the air, the rune heard the sound and left, only to see where the rune passed, attracting thousands of bats to follow, the bats were red at this moment, and the bloodthirsty fangs were like deadly sharp knives.

Lan Wujiang and the others took a step back, and only moved forward again when they saw that the runes had led all the bats elsewhere.

"Ten people and nine people died, and it really lived up to its name." Lan Wujiang squinted, looking at the blooming white flowers, he felt weird and extraordinary.

"I've been to this Netherworld Cave three times, and the master used the same trick all three times." The little girl stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around her master's neck, and the scales on her face became more and more seductive.

"I want you to talk more." He Lao Wu put his finger on the little girl's lips a little, and the little girl could only stare at He Lao Wu with wide eyes.

Occasionally, a whimper or two came out of his throat.

But half a pillar of incense, there is a snake curtain to block the way, a thin black snake from the stone wall climbing and born, hanging upside down from top to bottom, the whole road is blocked, from a distance only dense strips are twisting and rolling, the smell is tangy, and the white flowers in the front section have also turned red at this moment, the stamen contains blood beads, and the ground is weathered human bones.

As soon as you step on it, it will be shattered, and the ashes will be scattered.

"This snake curtain is three meters thick, there are poisonous snakes within three meters, through the snake curtain is the road of the dead, after that road, you can see the place where the twin flowers grow, this time I helped you break the snake curtain, the back road I and the girl will not go, you take care." He Lao Wu conjured up a fishing rod, the silver bell on the fishing rod shook, and a circle of blue light spread out from its body, only to see He Lao Wu sink his breath and suddenly burst.

The three-meter snake curtain exploded at this moment.

Flesh and blood fly, poisonous juice splashes, and wherever it falls is corroded.

Lan Wujiang was about to build a protective cover, only to see the little girl's hands turn, the back of her hand was multiplied, and the flames gushed out, burning the poisonous juice clean.

The red flowers withered at this moment, the blood beads of the stamens dried up, and the sound of the yin ghosts wailing echoed in the cave, which shook people's hearts.

Lan Wujiang was about to open his mouth to keep He Lao Wu, but he waved his sleeve robe decisively, leaving a lot of cat hair flying in the air.

The corners of Lan Wujiang's mouth twitched, and he frowned as he looked at the sea of corpses in front of him.

Yes, it's really fast.

She picked up a handful of cat hair and put it in her sleeve, and secretly said that the Scarlet Moon Forest was sure to find out the details of this He Lao Wu.

The soft boots stepped on the dry snake meat, and the brown unknown object also beat stubbornly twice, Lan Wujiang rose in the air, one step and three meters, and stood firmly on the ground behind the snake curtain.

This road is half black soil and half white soil, the red flowers on the white soil are bright, the white flowers on the edge of the black soil are supernatural, the field of vision is broad, and there is no end in sight, Lan Wujiang lowered his eyes and took a step forward.

"Bang", a loud bang.

The road of the dead collapsed at this moment, and the thick soil sank, forming a bottomless hole, and only an iron chain one palm wide was left in front of Lan Wujiang's eyes.