Su Qi is not the only one who sees clearly.

Wei Qingmo exclaimed "ah", swished behind Li Fuyao, a few white flowers in her hand fluttered, she grabbed Li Fuyao's clothes, her face turned pale.

"Up...... Above...... Up there!"

Chen Wanli and Qi He both stopped.

The fire and thunder vanished.

Chen Wanli raised his head and raised his right hand lightly, and dozens of fireballs appeared out of thin air, floating in mid-air, illuminating the roof of the cave.

Now everyone can see it.

The human face was hidden among the stalactites, it was a man, his eyes were cold, and when he saw a few people looking up, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, flowing like water into a nearby stalactite.

"What's that?"

"Seems to be alive?"

Su Qi looked at the stalactite, in which the aura was extremely strong, but it suddenly disappeared, and after a while, the stalactite on the right was full of spiritual light.

"It's moving!"

Su Qi stared at the aura that was moving fast, and the direction was ......

Su Qi was stunned, "It's the dungeon! It's moving towards the dungeon!"

"Stop him!"

Li Fu shook his robe, and a chessboard appeared in the sky, and black and white chess pieces circulated on the chessboard, enveloping most of the cave roof.

"Taiyue chess skills. Chen Wanli looked at Li Fuyao curiously, "I heard that this is a suppression technique pioneered by a Heavenly Machine Pavilion Lord three thousand years ago. ”

The chessboard is imprinted on the roof of the cave, and most of the stalactites are covered by the horizontal and vertical lines of the chessboard.

Li Fuyao bent his fingers and connected the dots, and the chess pieces on the chessboard suddenly floated into the air, gathered together, and shot down quickly at a stalactite.

Knock knock knock.

The black chess pieces are densely slapped on the stalactites, and the white chess pieces fall around the stone pillars, and there are spiritual lights connected between the different colored chess pieces, like chains, trapping the aura in the stalactites in it.

A face appeared on the stone pillar, and he looked around, sneering at the people below, and then suddenly opened his mouth and gnawed hard at the aura in mid-air.

The crunching sound came, which made people's teeth sharpen, Li Fuyao's face changed, his hands stretched out, and wisps of spiritual energy drilled into the chessboard, making up for the gnawed aura.

Wei Qingmo was behind him, and white flowers flew out of her palms and landed on the chessboard.

Su Qi noticed that as the white flower fell, the aura of the chessboard began to skyrocket, and the aura between the black and white chess pieces became much stronger.

"That's?" Su Qi looked at the quiet woman, a little puzzled.

"Mr. Mo of Tianji Pavilion. ”

"Mr. Mo is a woman?" Su Qi turned his head in surprise, looked at Wei Qingmo, and saw his feet from his head.

He was no stranger to Mr. Mo, since Lu Celadon went out and began to enter the battle merit list, he had collected a lot of information about Tianji Pavilion.

And the chief writer of the seven lists, Mr. Mo is naturally the most curious one for him.

Evaluate the world's talents, and write about the monks in the world.

In the days when he couldn't practice, Su Qi really wanted to become the second Mr. Mo, sitting in the hall full of spring breeze, holding a brush in his hand, spreading the best paper in the world in front of the table, making a pot of freshly picked tea, taking a sip from time to time, and when he was in a good mood, he commented a few words to the monks who passed downstairs.

Pointing at the country, scolding Fang Xuan, he was full of ink and bookishness.

Such days once became Su Qi's goal, and it was not until he discovered the Sun and Moon Formation in an ancient book that this idea gradually faded in his heart.

But what surprised Su Qi was that this Mr. Mo was actually a girl.

And it's a girl who looks very next door.

"Mr. Mo is not only a woman, but also a woman in the realm of divine thoughts. Chen Wanli said seriously.

Su Qi was silent.

The field belongs to his cultivation to the lowest.

Wei Qingmo's shot strengthened Li Fuyao's Taiyue chess skills a lot, and the aura between the black and white chess pieces had completely formed an impermeable wall, locking the human face in the middle.

A gloomy sneer came from the wall, and the crunching and gnawing suddenly accelerated, and the human face bit wildly, and a small hole appeared in the wall.

"Not good!"

Li Fuyao exclaimed, and then the aura poured out.

But it was too late, and the face struggled through the cracks in the wall, swaying from side to side, and slammed into a stone pillar a few feet away.

The chess piece rose rapidly, trying to trap the face again, but after swallowing the aura, it was extremely fast, and in a few breaths it had already rushed out of the range of the chessboard.

Jie Yu cautiously stayed away, hesitated for a while, and said to Qi He and Cang Bo, "Shoot." ”

Wings flashed behind Jieyu, and a colorful whirlwind rolled out of his wings, sweeping directly towards the stalactites on the top of the cave.

A large number of stone pillars were broken, but Su Qi clearly saw that the aura quickly changed positions between the stone pillars, and the demon wind of the praying mantis did not hurt it at all.

The cicada frowned, his index finger connected, and the flames exploded on the roof of the cave.

Chen Wanli's fingers were lightly raised, and the stone pillar that had been shattered by Jieyu flew up again, like a sharp sword, rushing up at great speed and sticking straight into the top of the cave.

Everyone present took action one after another, and even Su Qi used the Qinglong Sword Duel, but the person's face jumped from the stone pillar to the top of the cave, and along the stone wall, it slid like flowing water above the underground palace.

The human face floated in mid-air, translucent, and the corners of his mouth grinned, as if mocking, and suddenly fell, submerging into the tower in the middle of the dungeon.

The ever-bright lights at the four corners of the underground palace flickered, the six-story tower in the center lit up one by one, the wind chimes jingled and the bells rang, and two long flags rose out on the top of the tower, the long flags were black and white, and the black flags were written in white letters about death, and the white flags were written in black letters about life.

"This is not the Yin Palace!" Chen Wanli was shocked, "This is the legendary Palace of Life and Death!"

"The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees. Wei Qingmo frowned, "This palace used to be half of the underworld!"

"Half of the underworld?" Su Qi watched as dense ancient characters gradually emerged on the tower, and funeral music sounded in the underground palace.

Chen Wan's expression was solemn, "Yes, it is said that there was a certain existence, in order to argue with the underworld, he built this palace of life and death, and intercepted many ghosts who were supposed to go to the underworld. ”

"This funeral music ......" Wei Qingmo looked at the underground palace suspiciously, searching around it, "It's a little familiar." ”

"This is the music for your funeral," the cold voice echoed in the dungeon, and the human face appeared above the tower, "You have entered this place where you should not enter, and you can only leave your life behind, and you will be one with the hundreds of millions of souls in the palace of life and death......"

The wind chimes on the tower began to rush up, the funeral music was ethereal, and a breathing aura flowed from the underground palace, as if an unknown existence was watching a few people coldly in the dark.

Su Qi felt as if his heart was being grasped, and the unbearable pressure filled the cave.

The man's face contorted, and he suddenly shouted, "Be one with me!"