The sprout seeds, waving two green arms, are obviously not budding on the outside, but the voice is surprisingly cold.

Si Yutian glanced at Xiao Liang, and then looked at the Shen Yuan Broken Sword that was stained with mud in his hand, and finally gave up the idea of using the ancient artifact as a shovel.

The broken sword Shen Yuan cried in the wind again, its fate was really bitter: "Si Yutian, I was born to conquer the world, and the blood stained the Seven Realms!"

"Shut up!" A sneer.

The Broken Sword Shen Yuan entered the gambling mode.

On the other side, Ye Luo put Xiao Liang in the center of the riverbed of Tianji Pond.

The little girl, the seed of the Black Hell Demon Vine, transformed into the form of its main calamity plant. Only this time, tens of thousands of black thick roots were not scattered very wide, but gathered together, circling and entangled, forming the shape of a drill bit, from mid-air, ninety degrees downward, drilling vertically.

"Sneer—"

Dirt flying.

In a short time, a cave with a diameter of about two meters thick had been drilled ten meters deep.

But it's still not the end.

The soil that is moistened by the water of Tianji Pond all year round is very soft. Coupled with the powerful destructive power of the Black Hell Demon Vine, there was basically no resistance encountered during the drilling process.

Ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters.

When the underground cavern was driven to a depth of 100 meters, it finally encountered the first obstacle - the rock layer. The Black Hell Demon Vine Plate drilled, stretched out black spikes, grinding "Boom", no matter how hard the rock layer was, it couldn't resist it.

Break through the rock layer all the way down, 200 meters, 300 meters, 400 meters...... At 500 meters, the rock layer disappeared and turned back into soft earth.

"Master, five hundred meters down, there is a very familiar atmosphere."

The voice of the Black Prison Demon Vine came into Ye Luo's mind.

"Familiar? What breath? ”

"There was a very dark aura, and the smell of blood was quite strong. reminded Gu of the great war in the primeval period, and the corpses were all over the field. There was a hint of melancholy in the voice of the Black Prison Demon Vine.

"It should be almost there!" Ye Luo's golden eyes flashed with a glint of brilliance.

The smell of blood, darkness. Isn't it the blood pool of the Shadow Building?

It's just that I didn't expect it to be 500 meters underground, and the depth is a little terrifying.

A quarter of an hour later—

"Master, arrived. There is a separate cave with a lot of space below, and Lone will not continue to drill down. The voice of the Black Hell Demon Vine came again, "Master, you can climb down along Lone's body." ”

As he spoke, the Black Hell Demon Vine drilled the same vines and retracted ninety percent, leaving only a few dozen on the cave wall, "Lone has already withdrawn the spikes, and he will not stab the master and your man." ”

Ye Luo=. =

"Your man? Who taught you such shameful words? ”

"That ugly bug." The Black Hell Demon Vine replied solemnly.

Ye Luo clenched his fists: "Very good, little nerve, remember you."

You didn't want you to raise the Black Prison Demon Vine, not for you to teach it these strange things.

I'm busy now, and I'll teach you a good lesson when I get back!

A certain dragon has shrunk into a ball, transformed into the form of a god machine bracelet, and pretended to be dead~

Ye Luo and Si Yutian climbed the black vines on the cave wall together, and landed little by little.

To be honest, the Black Hell Demon Vine is really intimate, and the vines left behind are not particularly thick, just enough for one hand to hold, and even a place to put down your feet.