The magma raged and gave a sense of rage.

A reddish mist emerged from the cracks in the rock surface above the ground, and this mist had a very pungent smell of sulfur. The fog appeared almost as soon as we climbed the hillside, and the area below the knee was gradually obscured, and the sight of the place became red and hazy, and the swirling red mist kept tumbling and surging in the line of sight with the sound of walking in the passage.

No sooner had everyone taken refuge behind the big rock than they heard a sound from inside the passage that resembled hoarse and heavy breathing coming from their throats, and the sounds were unified and very neat, like the formation of a military parade.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, the eight of us were almost jumping out in shock, panting and breathing very quickly.

In the dark passage, countless black shadows appeared in a shadow, and a long line of passage-width lined up with the sound of footsteps appeared at the exit.

Weizi's hands turned white, Dabao was so frightened that his eyes were round, his teeth kept fighting, Dong Bing's face was solemn and black, and he stared at the unknown team in the passage without saying a word.

My head seemed to be dead, and I looked at the procession marching in the red mist in the distance, when did there be so many people here? Remember that even if you count the long-handed monsters out there, it's not enough. It is even more unlikely that those corpses will take such a majestic step.

So what is the composition of this team that suddenly came out in front of you? Man or monster?

Dabao on the side turned pale at this time, and his mouth trembled and stammered: "Brother Xia, could this be a Yin soldier's excuse?" I used to hear those old people say, but now it looks too similar. ”

Dong Bing suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed Dabao's mouth, shaking his head again and again to signal him not to speak. And the team on the opposite side was also walking unhurriedly at the moment, just under our noses, under the red mist, I could still see a trace of each other's faces, and then I realized that the height of those things was really beyond my imagination.

It's like a group of Yao Ming walking over in formation, is it really those monsters with long hands and feet on the surface? The tall monsters were lined up in a firm stride, unoblivious to the small stones on the ground, and as they got closer, our vision became clearer.

At a glance, I was so frightened that I almost made a sound, under the thin red mist, a strange face appeared in our sight, two huge lumps protruded from both sides of the head, the middle was concave, the cheeks were dry and slender and slender, and the part below the bridge of the nose was actually protruding towards the front, which at first glance looked eight points similar to the lizard face.

Their faces were covered in small, withered scales, their sockets sunken, their eyeballs completely shriveled, and if you hadn't heard their heavy, hoarse breathing, you would have thought that the monster in front of you was just a corpse.

But regardless of whether these monsters are corpses or not, their speed is also quite amazing, and their bodies are still wearing thick armor plates, and they are still flying fast, fluttering like ghosts, and in the blink of an eye, most of the team has passed.

Fortunately, these monsters didn't notice us, they just passed by and walked straight along the edge of the lava river, as if there was something more important to do.

Finally, with our prayers, these monster legions slowly disappeared at the end of the lava river, and the red mist around them was slowly dissipating after they left.

Dong Bing breathed a sigh of relief before letting go of the palm covering Dabao's mouth, Dabao exhaled deeply, breathed greedily, dragged his undulating belly and said, "You almost suffocated me, and you didn't even plug my nostrils together?" ”

Dong Bing didn't care about his shouting at all, just looked at the vanished monster army and muttered, "What the hell are those things just now?" Nima, there are more than 10,000 of them, right? ”

Dongfang Xu nodded and agreed: "It's almost this number, and I also saw the broken flag, and there is a strange style on it, but I can't understand it." ”

"It's not a Yin soldier, absolutely not!" Weizi wiped the sweat from his face, and he also said with a puzzled look.

I leaned limply against the rock, and scolded with a smile: "Ma Dan, aren't you talking nonsense, how can a ghost look like this?" Obviously it's his monster, do you see that face? The whole thing is almost like a lizard, it's too scary. Speaking of this, I suddenly remembered that Meng Jian came earlier than us, and it seemed that he had come in with a purpose, so I asked him, "Meng Ge, do you know the origin of these ghost things?" ”

Who knew that he gently swung his brain.

We were disappointed, thinking that even he didn't know, but he suddenly said: "I don't know the specifics, but I once saw a similar description in an inscription in an ancient tomb, which talks about a war in ancient times, where people fought against an unknown enemy who came to the underground, and the threat that came from the underground was very similar to those monsters just now. ”

He paused suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "Why didn't I think of it!" I remember, remember! ”

Seeing that he was suddenly unexpected, I immediately walked over and shook his shoulder, and asked anxiously, "What do you remember?" ”

Meng Jian was stunned, as if he was recalling the past, he didn't hear my voice, and then sat on the ground with his head in pain, and the long sword 'snapped' and fell to the side and didn't care, and kept muttering: "Underground....Palace... Monster... Bingyong... Yi..."

The rest of the people looked at Meng Jian in horror as if he had gone crazy, and they didn't dare to approach one by one, everyone knew that he was good at martial arts, and if he suddenly broke out and hurt people, no one could stop him.

In desperation, we had to wait quietly and watch him, hoping that he would recover quickly. In the same way, I would like to know what he said and remembered, and he was like this in the tomb of the treacherous, and the memory of some things was erased by others.

While we were waiting, the red mist had quietly receded completely, and Winter Ice suddenly shuddered, catching our attention, following his incredulous gaze.

At the end of the magma river, under the hazy red light, a door beam spanning the entire space was faintly visible, and a huge bronze door with a rusty color appeared in a closed posture in our line of sight, even if we couldn't see clearly, but we knew that there were many of them.

Is it really the demon gate that eats people?

Is the poor cicada really hiding inside? I don't know what kind of mood I feel about this scene, and I don't know what strange things will happen in front of and behind the door, and whether the things Meng Jian recalled are related to the poor cicada.

I hesitated for all of the above, I really don't know what will happen in the future when I open these treasure boxes containing secrets one by one.

PS: As soon as I said that there was no little JJ, the ticket came, and I really had to be such a scoundrel! Do you have JJ today?