Entering the Yangsuo Mountain in the Yangsuo Mountain, we had no choice, so we had to continue to climb in against the yin wind. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This is a small road located between the gap between the junction of the Yin and Yang shuttles, the road is very narrow, it can be seen that the construction here was very full at that time, we were afraid that the crystal tremor behind us would be transmitted here, and there was no way out for a while, so we had to crawl inside against the bone-penetrating yin wind.

The moment we climbed inside, the entire interior of the Yin-Yang Shuttle was completely engulfed by the mildewy black crystal in the crystal layer.

Without the light, we can only fall into darkness again, although the wind in the underground is like a steel knife scraping bones, but it is better than dying in the crystal trap designed by the Doorman to deal with the Doorman to turn into flesh.

However, although this place is safe for the time being, we have no food and no way out, so how long can we stay here?

Enduring the ravages of the underground wind, I stood in front of them, waiting for the wind to pass, and if this underground wind was the same as the one we had encountered before we came, it would have paused for a while after each blow.

As long as we survive the time when the wind blows, we can continue to crawl forward.

The light inside the Yin Yang Shuttle has completely disappeared, and in the dark mountain cracks, there is a death-like silence, and in less than half a minute, it is so dark that I can no longer see my five fingers, but fortunately, I am now a person who is not a ghost or a ghost, and the curse of the soul mother on my arm has actually helped us a lot at this time, and countless biofluorescence flows in my meridians and blood vessels, as if countless light-emitting diodes have been planted in my arm, which can allow me to use them to help Lu Nuonuo and Chen Xiyu illuminate.

Although the cold light of the soul mother's creature was not bright, and the colorful changes flowed in the veins of my arm, it could make Lu Nuonuo and Chen Xiyu feel a little relieved in despair.

I became the Nine Yin Corpse Emperor, my body would not be affected by the Yin Wind at all, and even the darkness was meaningless to me, I looked around and found that the road in front of me was not long.

The wind soon stopped blowing as I had expected, and I hurried the frozen two men to crawl forward.

This crack should have been the retreat left for the workers at that time after the death of the King of Menchen and the transformation of the Yin-Yang Shuttle into a trembling world.

However, what puzzles me is that the doorman has obviously completely exterminated the clan, according to reason, there should not be a way out here, and since the doorman hated the king who made them bear the catastrophe of extermination, and even only after the death of the doorman king, they dared to do anything to the tomb, so it also proves that they have the mentality of dying with the doorman king, and should not leave a way out, and the entire yin and yang shuttle should be completely sealed.

Such doubts have always haunted us, but in any case, we have only one way out now, so we have to climb out along this road.

Finally crawling out of this short crack, we came to a mausoleum full of corpses, these corpses were obviously craftsmen who had hanged themselves, and they were hanging in the corridor so densely packed that there was no room for people to walk.

So we had to squeeze through the gaps between the corpses and the corpses.

The corpses, both old and young, had been blown by the wind all year round, their skin had all turned purple and blue, and the tools they carried had completely rusted.

I picked up a bronze pickaxe and tried to use it to make a weapon, but I just picked it up and knocked it on the wall, and the whole bronze pickaxe rotted into slag.

"Looks like it's all useless." Lu Nuonuo also picked up a bronze tool at this time, which also shattered into scum with just one touch.

"Why are these craftsmen committing suicide here, is there no way ahead?" Chen Xiyu's mental state finally collapsed a little, and she is not to blame, it is not easy to get to this point, and the dark environment is easy to make people desperate.

Lv Nuonuo analyzed: "The bottom of Heizhugou is sedimentary basalt, and the cracks inside should all lead to larger cracks, which are called underground corridors in geology, and some underground corridors are very large-scale, and they will even form their own unique ecosystems." And since there is an underground yin wind pouring in, then at least this place should also lead to the gate of the netherworld. ”

Since they lead to the gate of the netherworld, these people must be unwilling to enter the gate of the netherworld, so they commit suicide here. It's just that inside the gate of the netherworld, what is the terrifying thing that makes these people rather die than take a step forward.

After encountering these dead bodies, our hearts became even heavier, and we continued to crawl into the crevices without saying a word.

It was pitch black inside, and the little light from my arm was of no use, and I suddenly remembered the Cave of Ten Thousand Corpses in Paris, and in the deepest part of the cavern, the blackness around it was so pure, and the French thought that this kind of passage, with a large number of corpses, was enough to open the door to the netherworld.

The more desperate the place of death for the living, the more comfortable it feels to me, but the two women have no strength at all, for them, the terrain here is still too cruel, and the fire of their life can be extinguished at any time.

I became more and more anxious, because I didn't know if I would have the courage and faith to support me out of this underground labyrinth once two people died.

The surrounding walls had become very smooth due to wind erosion, and many places had been ground into a goose-like smooth by the gale, and the further you went, the fewer signs of human activity became, and some of the bronze tools and traces of bonfires that could have been seen occasionally were gone.

Fortunately, there was no fork in the road in this crack, the whole gap stretched straight, and we walked for four or five hours, judging by the fact that there were four more yin winds during this period, and I remember that each yin wind lasted about twenty minutes, and then it would calm down for a while, quite regular.

I calculated a little bit about the distance we walked and the slope we came down, and found that the altitude we were at at this time was lower than the overall altitude of Heizhugou, and it was estimated that we had gone deeper than a thousand meters underground.

I was preoccupied with my thoughts, and I felt that the road was getting quieter and quieter.

At this moment, Lu Nuonuo suddenly said, "No. When was the last time a yin wind blew? ”

"Wasn't it a while?" Chen Xiyu answered.

"The time is absolutely wrong, I have calculated the time before, every time the yin wind disappears, I will count in my heart, generally speaking, count to about two thousand, the yin wind will blow again, generally even if the time exceeds the most, it will blow again about two thousand seven or eight, but this time I have counted to four thousand, and there is still no movement at all."

Listening to Lu Nuonuo's words, I suddenly had a premonition in my heart, and I faintly felt that something was wrong, so I hurriedly touched the surrounding walls, and sure enough, as I expected, there was no sign of wind erosion on the walls.

"Oh no, we may have walked through, this yin wind should have poured down from above."