On the dark black rock walls, the traces of artificial carving have been worn away by time, and only the traces of time remain, and the ground is covered with gray dust. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On the rock wall, there are oil lamps every 100 meters, one on the left and one on the left.

I don't know what fuel is in the oil lamp, even in such a deep underground world, it still burns light and heat.

Lin Ming sniffed his nose and smelled an ominous smell from the lamp oil.

This is bio-fat, bio-fats that can burn for hundreds of thousands of years without extinguishing?

Only the grease of epic creatures can do this, because only the grease of epic creatures contains such terrifying and huge energy.

The only one who can do this kind of thing is the Lord of Death.

Lin Ming could imagine that picture, hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Lord of Death shot and killed an epic creature, quenched its body oil into lamp oil, refined its hair into a wick, cast its bones into lamps, and finally had countless lamps illuminated on this road to the altar of death.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Ming suppressed the imagination in his mind and flew towards the winding path.

"Huh?"

Lin Ming's body stumbled, fell to the ground, and finally stood firm.

"Forbidden to the sky?"

Lin Ming was stunned to find that this trail was actually forbidden to fly.

Ban it if you forbid it!

Anyway, it's not you who is banned, everyone else is also banned from flying, so everyone is on the same starting line.

On the dust on the ground, there were footprints, large and small, obviously left by the people who came in before.

Lin Ming raised his feet and began to trot, and gradually, he began to speed up, and the oil lamps on both sides left him behind.

The steps are trending upward, this time I didn't run for long, I came to a huge circular dungeon, the dungeon is vast, there are two unknown beasts standing on both sides of the dungeon door, the beast seems to be carved in stone, there are two huge oil lamps with a radius of five meters in front of the giant beast, sneering and burning.

Lin Ming's expression was solemn, he slowed down, listened attentively for a long time, and then smiled, red flashed in his eyes, touched his chin and thought about it, and stepped forward lightly.

His eyes fell on the door of the dungeon, Lin Ming smiled and stretched out his hand to cast a spell, and several illusions with little mana fluctuations were released on him, and then walked in according to the peculiar footwork.

Several early warning spells were arranged at the entrance of the dungeon, which was instantly recognized by Lin Ming's fanged eyes, the early warning spells were not too advanced spells, and Lin Ming just restrained these early warning spells with the few illusions he released, so he easily walked into the dungeon.

The puppet powerhouses in the dungeon would never have thought that under the defense of fifteen powerful puppets, one person would be able to cross the defense line and sneak into the dungeon.

Inside the underground palace, the lights are brilliant and the space is spacious.

The walls around it are painted with strange patterns, and the walls are inlaid with lampstands, on which are burning grease lamps, illuminating the underground palace as if it were day.

In the center of the underground palace, there is a trapezoidal altar with a radius of three hundred meters and a height of eighty meters.

Monica betrayed the Spirit Race, because of the death Bible, this Lin Ming understands, it was he who told Beatrice the news he heard by chance, and then Beatrice told this important news to the Spirit Clan higher-ups, but when the Spirit Clan high-level wanted to find Monica, Monica had already judged the Spirit Race and took refuge in the White Bone Claw of the Plague Lord.

With the Lord of the Plague as her backer, Monica saved her life, and in the end, the most important bargaining chip for Monica to judge the Spirit Race was that the Lord of the Plague promised her that after finding the Death Bible, she would be given a full set of Death Bibles and provided with all the cultivation resources for her to practice.

Monica, who was ostracized everywhere in the crystal mask, almost didn't think about it, and made the decision to judge the spirit race in an instant.

At this moment, the top of the altar.

A quaint book with a black cover, sealed in mid-air by a magical seal, unable to be opened or taken out.

"Monica, haven't you taken out your Bible yet?"

The leader of the three puppets said impatiently.

"Your Excellency, the Bible is protected by the Circle, and it will take me time to take it out. Monica is still looking like an old Ou, and she is sweating profusely at the moment cracking the magic circle.

Several Formation-Breaking Secret Treasures were used by her, but the effect was lacking, and the black tome book was still firmly in mid-air, seemingly close in front of her, but there were hundreds of layers of space barriers, and it was far away if she wanted to get the Bible.

Lin Ming looked at this place from afar with a stealth illusion, but he had some doubts in his heart, the Lord of Death put the death bible here, didn't he arrange some guards?

Lin Ming was thinking carefully, how would he deal with these three puppets and Monica, Monica's current strength has reached the level of a sixth-level warlock, logically speaking, this promotion speed is not slow, but it can't be compared, compared with Lin Ming's promotion speed, everyone has to cry, let alone Monica.

After a while, the puppet's angry voice came from above the altar:

"Not already?"

"Wait a minute, it's almost ready!"

"It's going to be soon? You always say it's going to be soon, and you haven't taken out the death Bible yet?"

"Hmph, I really doubt how you got the first half of the Bible before!" The puppet man looked at Monica suspiciously, if this old woman hadn't been here before, they really wouldn't have found this place, but could this sixth-level little bug really be able to open this death Bible sealed by the magic circle?

"Three adults, don't be anxious, this magic circle is an extremely powerful space confinement magic circle, if you want to open it, you must be able to do it only by me, a person who has obtained the prologue of the death Bible, no matter how strong others are, they can't force it to open!"

Monica said in a deep voice: "In this place, legendary adults can't enter, let alone epic powerhouses, so this death Bible is the only one I can open in the whole world!"

Monica actually hated it, if it weren't for the city of death being occupied by two major forces, she wouldn't need to take refuge in the claws of bones at all, she could come over and get the death Bible single-handedly, and then retreat here to practice penance, and when she cultivates an epic, she will reign in the world again, how good it would be.

It's a pity that this is just a dream, Monica can't step over the two behemoths and enter the subspace alone, and under the persecution of the life crisis, she has no choice but to take refuge in the claws of the bones and share the information she has with the plague lord.

The Plague Lord forces were originally hostile to the puppet clan, but in the face of the Crystal Mask, the three major forces of the Tianfeng Great World, the two families strangely united to fight against the four major forces.

In this way, the Lord of the Plague and the puppet prince reached a private agreement to share the death Bible, so he sent Monica over with confidence to open the seal of the death Bible with the puppet clan.

Monica was physically and mentally exhausted, but she had to cheer up and use the power of the Prologue of the Death Bible she had obtained to continue to communicate with the Death Bible itself that was lost in the gaps of endless space.

In this way, half an hour passed, and finally, the pillar of light enveloping the Death Bible shattered with a bang, and the Death Bible violently released an endless gray-black light, and a pure, incomparable death power burst out.

Rumble!

The three ninth-level puppets, whose bodies were like rags, were thrown out fiercely, and their bodies began to grow inexorably and turned into their original body shape twenty meters tall, which showed that their control of their own strength could no longer reach a perfect level, and it also showed that they were injured a lot.

And Monica, who was standing on the altar with them, was not attacked in the slightest.