The land of the Jiuli clan is underground.

The entrance was extremely hidden, if it weren't for being led by the patriarch, Song Ziyang felt that the three of them would not have found it when they walked by this side.

However, although it is underground, it is not dark and damp at all, but very dry, and the surrounding walls are covered with fist-sized night pearls, reflecting everything around them as if it were day.

The more he walked inside, the more surprised Song Ziyang became.

This underground is extremely vast, and there is no end in sight, just like a small town, with houses everywhere, strange traffic, and chickens and dogs smelling each other.

There are even many fruit trees with yellow fruits planted along the way.

It's just that because there is no sunlight, the leaves of these kiwifruit trees are purple, not the green of the ground.

The old people, women, girls and children left behind here all looked at Song Ziyang and the three of them curiously, and everyone's faces were filled with heartfelt smiles.

There were quite a few children who followed behind several people, running around and making a lot of noise.

Song Ziyang felt the simplicity of the folk customs of the Jiuli people.

In the center of the village, there was a small square, carved with a rugged statue, that is, a strange-looking toad, covered with black bumps, with its mouth wide open, spitting out a forked scarlet tongue, looking up at the sky, as if to swallow the whole world into its mouth.

Although this statue is only carved out of stone, it inexplicably exudes a terrifying momentum, and there seems to be a supernatural power circulating in this statue.

At the same time, this force also emanated, enveloping the entire village and town.

Divine probing is cut off, probably because of this mysterious power.

This sky-swallowing clam is the totem of their Jiuli clan, and for countless years, it has always quietly guarded this isolated small tribe.

Entering the largest house, Song Ziyang and the three of them had just sat down, and a large number of fruits were delivered.

He casually took one out and tasted it, and found that it tasted good, but they were all ordinary fruits and did not contain any spiritual power.

This underground town was built on the dragon vein, but the fruit produced still did not have the slightest aura, so where did the vines that were difficult to injure and insulate spells come from?

His doubts didn't last long, and the patriarch of the Jiuli clan began to tell the three of them about the process of being captured by the demon and surviving by luck:

"The two demons caught me and wanted me to tell them the location of the sacred mountain, but they couldn't find it themselves. But this is the biggest secret of our Jiuli clan, and I definitely won't tell them, even if it's death. They didn't dare to search for my soul, because they knew it was useless. ”

"My grandfather died at their hands and was searched for his soul, but they found nothing. There are also several other tribes in our Jiuli, all of whom were slaughtered by them, and sacrificed the demon god in exchange for power. But it was impossible for them to get the real way to enter the sacred mountain. ”

"After I was caught by them, I was first infused with language, and then I was threatened to take them to Mount Kinabalu, I was very scared, I pretended to agree, took them there, and they cast a spell on my body, but after getting into Mount Kinabalu, I managed to escape by myself. They were trapped inside, and they couldn't find an exit without me to show them the way. ”

"When I came back here, I was in a coma in bed for a year before I survived with the blessing of my ancestors. ”

He doesn't speak very quickly, but his tone is very weird, and the order of his words is reversed, so it sounds a bit laborious.

However, fortunately, Song Ziyang's comprehension ability is relatively strong, and they were all able to understand in the end.

"You mean, these demons are still trapped inside?"

Song Ziyang pondered for a moment and asked, "In addition, did the vines you weave the green net also come from that sacred mountain?"

"There is a mountain god lord in the sacred mountain, and when the mountain god is awake, it is impossible for them to go out, but the mountain god lord sleeps every year, and those two demons can take this opportunity to come out. But without the guidance of the people of my Jiuli tribe, even if this demon is in the sacred mountain, there is no way to go to the true residence of the mountain god master. ”

Patriarch Suo saluted in the northwest direction with respect and adoration on his face, and then said, "So, they may still be exploring inside, or they may have already left." ”

"The vines did come from the sacred mountain. Here, only the sacred objects can be produced within the sacred mountain, and it is impossible to produce them anywhere else. ”

He seemed to have something to say, but hesitated and stopped.

Song Ziyang didn't care about this either.

His brow furrowed.

This patriarch has never been to the outside world, and has grown up in this underground village for generations, and his knowledge is limited, and many of the things he says may not be accurate.

You have to corroborate your guesses to find the right answer.

After carefully going through the things that I had discovered and guessed before, the outline of the whole small world has gradually become clear.

This Jiuli tribe is obviously not the only one tribe, but the others may have been killed by the monsters to sacrifice to the demon god.

The so-called Divine Mountain is the place where the magic circle naturally formed by the dragon veins of the earth gathers, and it must be pregnant with a divine object.

The magic circle formed in it must have been cracked by the ancestors of the Bijiuli tribe, and then passed down from generation to generation.

The mountain god lord in his mouth does not exist, but is just a divine object that has been conceived.

And because of the convergence of the dragon veins of the earth, every grass and tree has spirituality, so the vines born will be so miraculous and powerful.

In addition, according to Song Ziyang's speculation, the entrance to leave this small world may also be in this sacred mountain.

"Where would those two demons be if they weren't trapped in the sacred mountain?

Song Ziyang thought about it and asked again.

Without hesitation, the patriarch replied, "If they weren't trapped in the sacred mountain, then they must have returned to the desert." That's their lair!"

"Desert?"

Song Ziyang was stunned for a moment, looking surprised.

This lush land is full of vegetation, and there is even a desert?

How big is this small world?

......

At the same time, in the middle of the desert.

Zhang Yang and Du Laosan each led a group of men and ran forward in the desert.

They were extremely fast, and they each walked in silence.

The atmosphere was quite solemn.

But at this moment, the boundless wind and sand suddenly rose.

In an instant, the wind howled, and the yellow sand covered the sky, enveloping them.

Caught off guard, everyone's bodies were covered in yellow sand.

These yellow sands, as if they were spiritual, began to drill into their bodies, and even began to suck their flesh and blood.

There is one who is weak in cultivation, and the flesh and blood of the whole body have been devoured in an instant.

All that remained on the ground was a pile of bones.

The yellow sand, which had grown much larger, flew out of them and pounced on the next person.

But at this moment, Zhang Yang and Du Laosan drank at the same time, and their respective bodies exuded endless demonic energy.

The demonic energy devoured the yellow sand, swept them away, and drove them out of their bodies.

Du Laosan, who strangled Song Ziyang and Li Shaobai and other members of the Li family before, did not reveal his identity as a fallen demon in that battle.

But at this time of real life and death, he could no longer take care of these things, and broke out brazenly.