Seeing that Xianhong seemed to know this, Liu Lang hurriedly turned his head and asked, "What corpse refining altar?" ”

Xianhong's expression was a little solemn, put away her playful expression, and explained in a low voice: "This is just the legendary Cunzài, it seems that the last corpse of the corpse clan disappeared. ”

"It is recorded that this corpse refining altar is the secret of the disappearance of the entire corpse clan, and anyone who has a corpse clan appears in the Kunlun realm, will appear here, worshipping as if it were a kind of faith."

When Liu Lang heard this, his brows couldn't help but furrow.

Slowly putting Xianhong on the ground, Liu Lang said vigilantly: "Xianhong, don't walk around, I'll go over and take a look." ”

Xianhong grabbed Liu Lang and asked in a trembling voice, "What do you want to do?" ”

"I'll go take a look."

"No, I'm with you."

This kind of place, in case you get lost, it's definitely a hassle to find one again, so it's best to follow it.

Besides, after getting along with Liu Lang for a while, Xian Hong has clearly felt that although this Liu Lang is not honest, he is a very good person, and his cultivation is terrifyingly high.

Xianhong even had a strange idea, I was afraid that her father, the master of the Wu Underworld Sect, might not be able to get good fruits to eat if he met Liu Lang.

However, as soon as she had this thought, Xianhong shook her head again and again, secretly scolding herself for turning her elbow outward.

Who is the master of the Witch Underworld, how can he be a personal stinky boy who can deal with it?

Isn't this to increase the morale of others and destroy one's own prestige?

Liu Lang saw that Xianhong didn't let go at all, and he was helpless, so he had to instruct: "Okay, since you follow me, you have to listen to me all, otherwise, I will throw you away immediately." ”

Although the boss was reluctant at this time, Xianhong didn't dare to disobey, and hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Mmmmmm, I'm sure I'll listen to you." ”

Seeing that Xianhong suddenly became so well-behaved, Liu Lang was a little uncomfortable for a while.

However, Liu Lang ignored a sentence, only women and villains are difficult to raise.

Liu Lang pulled Xianhong and cautiously walked towards the round platform in the middle.

After getting closer, Liu Lang found that this round platform was even bigger than what he saw in the distance, almost the size of half a football field, and there were several small holes scattered under the round platform.

From Liu Lang's angle, it can be clearly seen that there are countless stairs scattered under those small holes, which should lead to the bottom of the round platform.

Glancing back at Xianhong, seeing that her little face was white and nervous, Liu Lang deliberately shook her little hand and forced him to calm down: "What, scared?" If you're afraid, don't come, it's good to wait outside. ”

Xianhong immediately stalked her neck: "Who is afraid?" Hmph, I'm just curious about this place. ”

Liu Lang smiled, but he didn't speak anymore, just in case, he first circled around the entire round platform.

Nothing was found.

The round platform was obviously abandoned, and the passages that went down around it were a hundred and eight.

This can't be a coincidence at all, but it just happens to be in line with the meaning of heaven and earth.

Strange, what is the origin of this corpse clan?

Seeing this, Liu Lang thought of the blood-colored lotus flower in front of him, and the curiosity in his heart became more and more intense.

On closer inspection, the passages down were all the same, and there didn't seem to be any difference.

Liu Lang chose one at random, pulled Xianhong and continued to walk down.

Behind the passage are stone steps, and all the way down, there are one hundred and eight steps.

At the end of the stone steps, a magnificent hall appeared directly below the entire round platform.

The main hall is more than ten meters high, and the round platform reflects each other, and there are some stone statues scattered inside.

Some of the stone statues are fangs and claws, and some are hideous and terrifying, but they feel like evil ghosts in the eighteen purgatory.

However, in the center of the main hall, there is a Buddha statue.

At first, Liu Lang thought that he was wrong, but when he saw Xianhong staring at the Buddha statue with his eyes, Liu Lang couldn't help but wonder: "Xianhong, do you know what this means?" ”

The surrounding stone statues are fine, as soon as the corpse clan hears this name, it is not a good thing, and it is normal to look ugly.

However, there is a tall Buddha statue in such a place, what is the matter?

The Buddha statue has a golden body, and from Liu Lang's point of view, there is a feeling of wanting to kneel and worship.

Moreover, the Buddha statue is held up with one hand, smiling, sitting cross-legged, and it is a red lotus flower at the foot of the seat.

Seeing this huge Buddha lotus, Liu Lang naturally thought of those blood lotuses floating in the blood river, and his heart became more and more amazed.

"Xianhong, do you know what's going on?"

Liu Lang saw that Xianhong had not said anything, and couldn't help but look back at her.

However, at this look, Liu Lang was taken aback.

I saw that Xianhong had knelt down for some time, staring up at the Buddha statue, and kept chattering in her mouth, as if praying.

People in the Kunlun world also believe in Buddhism?

Liu Lang had just had this strange thought, and suddenly heard a squeaking sound outside.

Looking back, Liu Langdeng's face changed greatly.

I was glad that the white ghost corpse didn't appear.

But at this moment, the white ghost corpse was lying on top of one of the entrances, its limbs clinging to the walls of the main hall, like a gecko, and it looked very strange.

The white ghost corpse was like a dried corpse, its eyes were hollow and white, and its mouth made a monkey-like squeaky sound, and it kept walking around, looking towards Liu Lang and Xianhong from time to time.

The fierce Liu Lang of the white ghost corpse has been taught, and when he encounters it again at this time, Liu Lang is inevitably a little scared in his heart.

Although the white ghost corpse looks thin and weak, and there is a feeling that it can be slapped to death with one palm.

However, Liu Lang knew that this thing was too fucking powerful.

What to do?

Recklessly?

Damn, Lao Tzu even lost the immortal slash, how can this be beaten?

Liu Lang was apprehensive and didn't dare to make a rash move.

Xianhong kept kneeling on the ground as if she hadn't seen anything, and she felt like a devout believer.

"Xianhong, what are you doing?"

At this time, if the white ghost corpse really attacks, the chances of survival of the two people joining forces are naturally greater.

Liu Lang let out a low cry and pulled Xianhong with his hand.

Xianhong suddenly turned her head and glanced at Liu Lang, but her eyes were like looking at a stranger.

However, that unfamiliar gaze was fleeting, and Xianhong seemed to suddenly wake up, looking at Liu Lang, "What are you doing?" ”

"What am I doing?"

Liu Lang pointed at the white ghost corpse: "Look at what it is?" ”

Xianhong turned her head suspiciously, and saw the white ghost corpse at a glance.

The next moment, Xianhong's small mouth immediately opened a huge O-shape, hugged Liu Lang's thigh, and the whole person trembled like a swing.

"So, that's a white ghost? It's—it's a corpse? ”

"How did it come here? And, it seems to be looking at us, huh? ”

Liu Lang was speechless, and lowered his voice and said, "You nonsense, of course it is looking at us, and it is it that brought us here." (To be continued.) )