Stomp

Footsteps landed on the steel floor, and the sound echoed through the narrow passage

There was also a thick layer of dust in the passage, and stepping on it was like stepping on a fine layer of flour.

Ye Cheng walked slowly, and a fist-sized red fireball floated in front of Ye Cheng, illuminating the surroundings.

"What is this?"

Ye Cheng stopped and stood in front of a mural hundreds of meters away from the entrance of the passage.

Countless figures are carved on the black steel plates, dressed in extremely old clothes, who are now kneeling on the ground and worshipping the circular altar in the center of the picture.

On the altar was a humanoid monster with two horns, roaring at the sky, clutching a human head and an arm in sharp claws.

The painter who carved the mural was obviously extremely skillful, and even after a thousand years, the bloody frenzy on the picture still came to the surface.

The picture is only more than three meters wide, but it comes to an abrupt end at the back.

"Gone"

Ye Cheng looked at this picture, he always felt a little flawed, he frowned and looked at the demon on the picture, and his eyes suddenly followed the demon's gaze.

The fireball in front of Ye Cheng floated towards the cave wall on the right, and soon another mural appeared.

On the wall is a rippling layer of water waves, but above the water waves are countless stumps of arms, thighs and other bodies, and in the center of the picture are seven or eight heads.

Seven or eight heads floated in the waves, all with weird smiles on their faces, looking at a huge eyeball over the sea of blood.

Ye Cheng continued to advance in the passage, and murals appeared one after another.

Demons, vertical pupils, bone altars, strange and unknown patterns, each mural has a theme, but without exception it is extremely bloody and cruel.

"What is this?"

Ye Cheng stood in front of a huge mural, the mural was more than ten meters long, and this was the last mural.

In the center of the picture is a majestic black gate, which occupies almost a third of the picture, and the other figures in the painting are like dust compared to the giant gate.

The black giant door was carved with countless strange patterns, and a black round eyeball was embedded on the top of the door, with vertical pupils open, as if it was looking at Ye Cheng.

Above the giant gate were countless hideous transparent ghosts, and beneath the giant gate was a sea of blood, countless stumps floating in the waves.

At the beginning, the two-horned demon knelt reverently in front of the giant gate, a pair of sharp horns had been broken, and behind the demon were countless worshipping figures, all of whom knelt down towards the giant gate, and the black crowd extended to the end of the picture, with no edge in sight.

"Evil spirit worship?" Ye Cheng looked at the door in the center of the mural, his brows furrowed slightly

In a series of nine paintings, all the elements of the picture are finally unified into the final giant mural, but what is the meaning of this painting?

"This Yin Soul Sect is indeed an evil demon outer way," Ye Cheng's eyes moved lightly

The themes of the murals are different, but without exception they are extremely bloody, almost every picture is using human blood sacrifices, and the murals of this theme appear in the underground palace in a grand manner, and this Yin Soul Sect is obviously not much better.

"Besides, it seems that a lot of things are happening in this underground palace."

Ye Cheng picked up a long knife on the ground that was already covered with rust, and at his feet was a white skeleton scattered with dust on it.

Ye Cheng touched the long knife, and a cold touch came from his fingertips.

The blade of the knife has been corroded with pits, and the long knife is glowing with a faint blue under the flames, this color Ye Cheng is very familiar with, it is the cold marrow mine that he came into contact with not long ago, this long knife should have added a lot of cold marrow iron essence when forging.

"It's thirty o'clock again, not bad" Ye Cheng glanced at the beating numbers on the Beiling panel, and a trace of joy flashed on his face.

Along the way, he had already encountered five or six corpses, and the weapons and items on almost every corpse had brought him a varying number of source points, and the source points accumulated on the Northern Spirit had already exceeded the 1,700 mark.

Ye Cheng looked at the increasing numbers on the panel, and a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, just like an old farmer looking at the excellent crops growing in his own field, and his expression was pleased

He can't use the source point now, it doesn't mean that he won't need it in the future, just the transformation realm, it will cost more than two hundred source points to upgrade one layer, if he reaches the Tianyuan realm after the qualitative change, the required source point will probably rise in a straight line.

The passage was dark and narrow, and it seemed that there would never end, and Ye Cheng walked forward for another half an hour, and finally stopped in front of a stone gate.

The black stone door was closed, and there were twenty or thirty corpses of white bones in front of the door, and all kinds of weapons were scattered all over the ground, and the white bones and weapons were covered with thick dust

"What a fight"

Ye Cheng finally sighed lightly, but his hands and feet were not slow, his body flashed one after another, and soon hundreds of source points were entered.

"It's broken two thousand, this is simply my blessed land" Ye Cheng's eyes lit up

"No, after you go out, you have to find out where there is such a sect, the cult harms people, and saves the people from fire and water, it is the duty of my generation of martial artists"

Ye Cheng casually threw away a long sword, and with a bang, a white skeleton half leaning against the wall was smashed by the iron sword.

I don't know why, every corpse here has more or less source points, just in just half an hour, Ye Chengcheng has already harvested six or seven hundred source points, which makes him have a strong interest in the sect of the imperial envoy ghost corpse soul like the Yin Soul Sect.

"However, let's get the benefits in front of you first."

Ye Cheng's gaze once again fell on the black stone gate in front of him, and there was a black iron plaque hanging above the division gate.

"Chengdao Palace" Ye Cheng read out the three big characters on the plaque softly

The handwriting on the plaque is complicated, it is the text of the previous dynasty, and the text of the Great Spirit Dynasty is simplified from the previous dynasty, and the two are of the same origin, and there is no obstacle for Ye Cheng.

A flame rose from Ye Cheng's right hand, and he punched towards the giant gate

Bang

A clear wave of air swept in all directions, and countless dust flew up in the passage, and the air was full of gray dust powder.

"And so it was"

Ye Cheng looked at the stone gate in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

In the dust in the sky, a scorched black fist shadow appeared on the stone gate, and his punch just now was enough to seriously injure the martial artist who had completed the transformation, but it only left a shallow fist mark when it fell on the stone gate.

Ye Cheng estimated the thickness of the stone gate, if he destroyed it purely by brute force, I am afraid that it would take nearly a hundred attacks with all his strength to smash the stone gate, but the problem was that he could only hit a dozen times with this level of attack.

Ye Cheng was thinking about it, but strange lines suddenly appeared on the door, a burst of gray light flashed, and the fist marks left by Ye Cheng disappeared suddenly.

"It's worthy of being an extraordinary sect, and I'm afraid this stone gate is also a spiritual thing."

Ye Cheng looked at the dusty stone gate with some surprise, but he was not surprised, after all, the Yin Spirit Sect was a transcendent force, if it didn't even have this bit of background, it would be strange.

Ye Cheng patted his chest, and the clothes on his chest suddenly bulged slightly.

Since entering the underground palace, Xiaobai has been hiding in Ye Cheng's chest, ready to strike a thunderous blow at any time.

"Next, it's up to you"

Ye Cheng snorted lightly, and a token-shaped white jade pendant suddenly appeared in his hand.

The internal force poured in, and the jade pendant emitted a burst of misty white light, floating upward, and embedded in the black plaque.

Rumble

There was a low muffled sound in the passage, and countless dust was sprinkled on the stone door, and the temple door, which had been sealed for thousands of years, slowly opened to both sides.

Ye Cheng put away the white jade pendant floating in front of him, his eyes flashed slightly, and he strode towards the hall.

In the darkness, a hazy light and shadow appeared on the jade pendant in the shape of a sword order, and a criss-crossing map phantom loomed in the white light.

Ye Cheng slowly walked into the main hall, there was a stale smell in the air, and his eyes swept around the hall.

The hall was in shambles, several mahogany bookshelves had fallen to the ground and been cut into several pieces, the tables and chairs on the side had also been split into pieces, and the black iron pages were scattered everywhere, covered with thick dust.

Ye Cheng's footsteps stopped at the door, dozens of white skeletons were lying at the door of the main hall, only a dozen corpses were still faintly human-shaped, and the others had turned into fragments, and some of the white bones still had deep tooth marks on them.

Ye Cheng picked up a page of black paper not far away

"Xuanyin Alchemy"

Ye Cheng read out the handwriting on the page softly, and behind it was an image of a naked ** character, the character had a hideous face, full of ghostly energy, and under the image was a small piece of fly's head, but it had just been terminated after two or three lines, and the rest of the content was obviously in the middle of the gray pages all over the ground.

"As soon as I came in, it was the method of refining the Tianyuan Yin Corpse, what a big hand"

Ye Cheng glanced at the black iron pages in his hand, his gaze calm. As far as the eye can see, there are thousands of pages in the entire hall, and how many secret books are these?

There was not a single page on the dozens of white bones at the door, and everyone was leaning against the black stone door before they died, looking at the secret scriptures scattered all over the room.

Ye Cheng called out Xiaobai, and the two of them quickly collected the exercises in the hall, but there was not a single paper book in the entire hall, and they didn't know where they went

"The Ghost King Body, the Technique of Transforming into a Shape Realm, Why is it so domineering named?"

"Poisonous blood secret method, poisonous hiding, hundred Gu devouring bodies, this is a bit ruthless......"

One man and one beast quickly got busy in the main hall.

............

In the depths of the underground palace, a muffled sound suddenly sounded

The black stone chair handle shattered, and countless pieces of gravel powder splattered.

"Why can he enter the Chengdao Palace, how dare he enter my Chengdao Palace, check, check for me" An angry roar came from a large hall.

A pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the darkness, and the air around them suddenly fell to freezing point

Above the main hall, there is an illusory map of white light, with three passages as the skeleton, along which countless thin lines are divided, connecting various hidden places.

There is a red dot of light in the passage on the right side of the white light map, and the red dot of light stops in a large hall at this time, motionless

"The secret hall of the underground palace has long been sealed, even I can't get in, why can he enter, it's impossible" The angry roar continued to sound

"Yin Three"

There was an angry shout from inside the hall

"Lord" A bloody figure appeared outside the hall, kneeling on the ground.

"You go, let me know how he entered the secret hall" A hoarse voice came from the hall, the owner of the voice seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and the voice was intermittent.

"Yes" The blood-colored figure did not hesitate for a moment, and immediately returned with a respectful voice, got up and walked behind him.

"Slow, don't get close, just follow from a distance, and come back immediately if you see how he entered the secret hall" The voice was silent for a moment, and then spoke again

"And that Song Guan ......"

The cold voice in the main hall continued to come out, and four or five blood-colored figures rushed out of the hall and quickly disappeared into the darkness