Silver Dust shrugged indifferently and silently followed her, crossing the threshold, suddenly, as if touching some kind of fantasy remote sensing device, two rows of bright torches lit up in the door of the original black hole, and let out a low "whew". Two rows of torches www.biquge.info illuminated the scene in front of the two men, a deep, slightly inclined narrow tunnel, one end of the tunnel directly connected to the doorway, and the other end leading to the dark unknown, the whole tunnel was about 100 steps long, about 18 degrees downward, and the width and height and even the shape were exactly the same as the huge arch outside the temple.

No one knew where the tunnel led, for the exit of the tunnel was pitch black as far as the eye could see.

Silver Dust walked a few quick steps, and once again stood shoulder to shoulder with Feiquan, the two of them glanced at each other, both reading fear and defense in each other's eyes, and the two separated, each walking along one side of the wall of the tunnel.

Neither of them had the option of backing away, and the latter turned back. Feiquan is for the legendary so-called holy artifact cheats, and Silver Dust is just so that his friends will not return empty-handed. However, such a simple and straightforward reason is enough to risk their lives.

Slowly, cautiously, they walked down the only tunnel.

At this time, the scorching sun was in the sky, and one-twelfth of the time for the three-day secret realm to get out of the secret realm had passed.

At this time, a large number of people from other sects, as well as the remaining loose cultivators, gathered at the foot of the mountain again, beside the four heavenly ladders, and began to fight for the qualifications to ascend the heavenly ladder.

At this time, the most backward disciples of the Demon Wei Pavilion Group and the Holy Water Sect Group also climbed the ladder leading to the third hall because of the destructive opening of the Dao by the "senior brothers and junior brothers" in front of them.

At this time, no one had discovered that the mysterious woman who had broken into the Demon Pavilion's stronghold at night without being discovered had actually walked down from the Red Light Divine Bridge at the exit of the secret realm, walked in from the fifth gate of the Purple Blood Temple facing the exit of the secret realm, and sneaked into the Purple Blood Temple.

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Soon, the two of them walked out of the tunnel and came to the first hall of the Purple Blood Temple.

It was a square stone hall, with the floor underfoot, the ceiling overhead, the pillars supporting the hall, and the thick walls that surrounded it, all of which were made of stone and looked hard. There is a wide doorway in the middle of each of the four walls of the southeast, north, and west of the hall, and behind the doorway must be the four deep and sloping tunnels connecting the four main entrances of the Purple Blood Temple? The yellowed paper is painted with the ancient Evil Luo Haicheng script (Chinese characters) about the size of an orange, which is also the mainstream script on the Fengyuan Continent. Silver Dust recognized every word on the banner, but when the words on each banner were connected, Silver Dust didn't know what it meant.

"Salo Kaitai Momahu, put the wine red paint before Dingchuan. ”

"Sagu falls to Shalenchi, suborder Kusulava. ”

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Words like this make Yinchen unclear. At the top of each banner, there is an inlaid night pearl the size of a sea bowl, and these night pearls nail the banner to the wall like nails, densely covering the four stone walls. Those night pearls are all of the best colors, bright and pure, and the light emitted is white light without a little variegation.

The pillars in the stone hall are also inlaid with similar night pearls, and similar banners are hung, and the entire hall is illuminated by these night pearls, and almost anything can be illuminated.

The entire rock hall was bathed in light, but there was always a ghostly atmosphere in the hall. Silver Dust looked around, and found that on the wall, on the ground, on the pillars, and on the ceiling in the hall, there were horizontal notches of different lengths engraved with two needles side by side, all of which were blood-red, extremely fine and deep, and it looked as if someone had poured a large amount of blood into it, and it was so red that it was dazzling to the eyes. There was no smell of blood in the rock hall, only the rough and heavy smell of raw rock, but Silver Dust always felt a strange and strange atmosphere lingering around him.

In the center of the stone hall is a square stone platform, about 100 steps square. The stone platform has a height of more than one foot and three inches, and there are four extraordinarily thick prismatic stone pillars standing on the four corners, there are no night pearls and banners on them, only blood-colored grooves, and layers of blood light flow between the grooves, emitting a demonic light with red and purple. In the center of the plain white stone, a middle-aged man with mysterious purple hair stood proudly there, surrounded by many monks and masters.

When Silver Dust and Aunt Feiquan walked into the hall, no one seemed to notice the two of them. Silver Dust cautiously took a few steps back, then quietly hid behind a stone pillar, while Feiquan Master only hesitated for a few seconds before striding towards the center of the stone platform.

Among the monks who surrounded the middle-aged man, there were too many acquaintances. Feng Lieshan, Liang Yunguang, Du Chuanchang, Fang Tianhang, Lei Qianqi, Scourge, Zhenwu, Hu Heixin, Mingquan, etc., etc., the elites of the Demon Wei Pavilion Group and the Holy Water Sect Group were all gathered here, and Feng Lieshan stood in front of the middle-aged man without giving up, and there were unprecedented ripples around his body with his sleeves caged.

Du Chuanchang's fist stabs were fully extended, and he protected his cheeks with one hand and his waist and abdomen with the other, posing in a fighting posture. Zhenwu's big iron chain has been jingled by him. The spear of Scourge was also pointed motionlessly at the left ear and eye of the middle-aged man, and beside him stood a younger man with a similar face to him, holding a slender and sharp sword in his hand, bowing his horse and guarding cautiously. Aunt Mingquan didn't take her "Dragon Slaying Poison Lan", she held a thick whip like a python in her hand, the tip of the whip was swaying from side to side like the tail of a rattlesnake under the action of her gangfeng, Feiquan walked over, stood beside Aunt Mingquan, and raised the spear in his hand.

Silver Dust quietly approached these people under the mutual cover of the stone pillars, and these once dominant gang elites were all standing here alone at this time, obviously their henchmen either did not rush over, or had already died on the ladder of the Purple Blood Immortal Mountain.

A few dozen or so people surrounded the purple-haired man in the middle, looking like a flock of hares surrounding an old lion. The middle-aged man had a mustache, long flowing hair, a white face like silver, eyes as red as fire, a jewel belt no wider than a little finger tied on his forehead, and a dark purple robe embroidered with black patterns, lined with a white robe. The placket of the robe was embroidered with three blood-red eyes arranged in a triangular pattern, a sect symbol that Silver Dust didn't recognize at all. (To be continued.) )