"You say, summon the fire wind out into the air to see how high this day is?" Shen Zhiyue asked.

Ling Yaofeng shook his head and said, "I can't go, when I came from the desert just now, the fire wind was running on the ground." ”

I didn't expect it to be dark in this realm, and at this time, a crescent moon was hanging high, but the rain was still falling.

The two of them went around the village again, it was very barren, except for the dilapidated thatched hut, there was really nothing left, Ling Yaofeng's power was like hitting cotton here, it was useless, either find a way to live or die.

It was unusually quiet, and there was no sound except the sound of rain.

Shen Zhiyue asked: "Can you believe what you say here?" ”

Ling Yaofeng shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's the first time I've been aborted. ”

Shen Zhiyue looked east and west, and found that there was a thatched hut that was better than the others, and it was a little bigger, so he called Ling Yaofeng to go and have a look.

Pushing open the half-decayed wooden door, the two found that it was an ancestral hall with some spiritual seats.

The altar in front of the shrine was old, and it looked like no one had taken care of it for a long time.

Ling Yaofeng stretched out his hand, and a blue light lit up from his hand, illuminating the entire ancestral hall.

Faint blue light, Shen Zhiyue turned around, and Ling Yaofeng, who was standing behind him with an expressionless face, was startled, and quickly took two steps back, probably because it was too embarrassing to think about it, and turned around to go somewhere else.

She didn't see it, Ling Yaofeng behind her silently curled the corners of her mouth.

Shen Zhiyue walked back and forth around the spiritual position twice, this room is not big, only this acre and three points of land, after two laps, in a corner, she seems to have kicked something.

"What is this?" Shen Zhiyue squatted down and looked at it, brushing away the dust, and it could be seen what kind of authentic handle this should be.

Ling Yaofeng stepped up, the two glanced at each other, and he directly started and opened the tunnel.

"Look, the footprints, they're wet and haven't dried yet, they seem to have just been in for a short time, let's go take a look." After Ling Yaofeng finished speaking, he jumped down directly.

Shen Zhiyue also jumped down, surrounded by stone walls, and walked forward for a while, there was a wooden door with black and white painted on it, Ling Yaofeng stepped forward and gently pushed the door open.

A smell of blood came to his face, Ling Yaofeng strode in, and the blue light shone brightly, and the scene inside was even more terrifying.

This is a stone chamber, the ground is made of blood to draw a formation, in the corner of the stone chamber, several corpses are put together, drained of blood, already blackened, hideous.

At the top of the formation, there was a black lacquered wood table, on which was placed a huge tablet, many offerings, fruits, meat, and ......

Shen Zhiyue was directly stunned on the spot.

And another, that is, the head of the old man from before!

What's going on, how can this be? Isn't it something from a dream, why was this old man really killed?

Ling Yaofeng looked at the huge tablet and slowly read out what was written on it, there were only two words, "Save one".

What does that mean?

Ling Yaofeng snorted coldly and said: "This is the Shengmen, and the Shengmen is stored in one, so that means that the two of us will live one, and the Shengmen will be on each other." ”

"And who is the old man?"

Ling Yaofeng narrowed his eyes, paused and said: "They are all living souls, they have flesh and blood but they have long since died, they have been trapped in this realm for a long time, this is the last land in this realm, and if they shrink for another day, they will be devoured together, it is obvious that this old man has also found a way to live, he cut off his head." ”