Chapter 8: A Dungeon in the Desert

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Although Su Ping didn't need it, Dongfang Jie, who was traveling with him, was still a little worse in cultivation, because he needed Dongfang Jie to guide him, so even if Su Ping was anxious, he had to move slowly with him.

After walking for about four or five days, Dongfang Jie said: "Probably here, that day, a huge lightsaber appeared in the air, and I came to investigate, but I didn't find anything special." ”

Hearing this, Su Ping jumped off the camel, grabbed a handful of sand at his feet, and observed it carefully.

"You go back first." Su Ping turned to Dongfang Jie and said.

"My lord, did you find anything?" Dongfang Jie asked.

"Yes, some discoveries, you can't follow me anymore." Su Ping replied with a frown.

Hearing this, Dongfang Jie was dumbfounded, if the lightsaber was issued by the waiter when he was fighting with people, then Dongfang Jie really didn't even have the qualifications to watch the battle.

"Be careful, sir."

Dongfang Jie is also a decisive person, said a word of concern, and rode away on a camel.

After Dongfang Jie left, Su Ping crossed his knees on the ground and felt the world around him.

In that sand, there was not only the sword qi of the servant, but also a fiery aura.

In fact, since Su Ping entered this desert, he has felt that this desert is unusual, and the fiery breath is too strong, which is not something that ordinary deserts can achieve.

Maybe if you change to an ordinary person, you won't feel that there is anything wrong, but in Su Ping's eyes, all this is so discordant.

Yes, it's discord!

It's like a small sun hidden in this desert, radiating its own light and heat to all sides, radiating thousands of miles.

"Found it!" Su Ping said a word, then pinched the magic trick in his hand and shouted: "Break!" ”

A mysterious aura emanated from his fingertips, spreading out in all directions.

With Su Ping as the center, the entire sandy land has undergone drastic changes, as if it is a whirlpool rolled up in the sea, sucking Su Ping in.

Dongfang Jie saw this scene from afar, and couldn't help but be stunned, and he was terrified.

……

After Su Ping was inhaled by the ground, it seemed that he had entered another world, and the scorching breath in the air made people of Su Ping's level can't help but have beads of sweat on their heads.

However, the picture in front of him made Su Ping stop in mid-air even wiping his sweat.

This is a huge underground city, how big is it, with Su Ping's eyesight, he can only peek at the leopard and see the tip of the iceberg of the entire city.

Although it is underground, the whole dungeon is not dim, there is light in the distance, but this light does not bring warmth and life, but boundless dead silence!

"Interesting." Su Ping said to himself, he already had a guess in his heart.

This is supposed to be an ancient ruin, and although I don't know how the Attendant found it, one thing is for sure, there is a monster hidden in this ruin, a monster that even the Attendant can't deal with!

If it weren't for the knowledge from the mouth of the Eight Miscellaneous Great Snake that the ancient fire god Zhu Rong had fallen and dissipated between heaven and earth, Su Ping would have suspected that this place was Zhu Rong's territory.

This force hidden in the distance, although it does not have any sense of oppression, obviously does not belong to the world!

Since the battle of the gods in ancient times, Daozu Hongjun cut off the passage between the mortal world and the earth immortal world, and the creatures stranded in the mortal world have the highest cultivation to no more than the Jindan period, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, even if it is the eight big snakes, they have lost the true body of the great witch, and even have lost their physical body, just a remnant soul, if it were not for the reincarnation sword path that Su Ping cultivated to restrain the soul, plus the innate restraint of the Xuanyuan Sword on it, Su Ping was not its opponent at all.

Thinking of this dungeon, there was a monster hidden that was even more powerful than the Eight Miscellaneous Snakes, Su Ping licked his lips, a little excited.

If you want to improve your cultivation, in addition to meditating and cultivating, constantly fighting and sharpening your body is the choice of many people.

The service is like this, and so is Su Ping, but he has never encountered an opponent who can make him face it.

After all, the reincarnation sword is too rebellious, and it can cut off the opponent's past and present lives, which is already close to the Tao!

……

Su Ping walked towards the center of the city, and saw many murals along the way, recording the civilizations that once appeared here.

Among them was a mural, which caught Su Ping's attention.

The mural records the picture of Xuanyuan vs. Chiyou.

Although the mural is simple, the characters in the mural are extraordinary, including the figure of Xiang Liu.

Don't ask Su Ping how to determine from the abstract painting that the monster is Xiangliu, after all, the monster with nine heads, isn't it Xiangliu, is it still a nine-headed insect?

This is not the point, the point is recorded in the mural, there is a Taoist who gave a sword to a woman, and the woman gave the sword to Emperor Xuanyuan, and in the end, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor held this sword and dismantled Chiyou into eight pieces.

That Taoist was dressed exactly like the old man Su Ping had seen outside Hangu Pass!

The woman also gave Su Ping a very familiar feeling.

However, the thing that he cared about the most, Emperor Xuanyuan on the mural, turned out to be ......

……

Throwing out the unrealistic ideas in his head, Su Ping continued to move forward.

In this way, after walking for more than ten days, Su Ping also saw a lot of murals, and the doubts in his heart became more and more serious.

For a character like Su Ping, Bigu is not an uncommon thing, there is no problem with not eating or drinking for more than ten days, but it is getting closer and closer to the main building of this underground city, and the heat in the air is also geometrically hotter.

The scorching air distorted the light.

Su Ping took off the water bag from his waist, drank the last sip of water, and then threw the water bag aside.

There are only two paths now in front of him, leave, or move on.

If he continued to move forward, Su Ping felt that he was likely to bury his bones here.

The current situation, to use a very vivid metaphor, is that the frog boiled in warm water, due to the adaptability and habit of gradual change, lost its vigilance and invited disaster.

The sudden arrival of a great enemy often makes people make unexpected defensive effects, but in the face of a comfortable and satisfactory environment, it often produces uninhibited laxity, and it is also the most fatal laxity, and it is unknown to die.

Su Ping was very irritable, he desperately needed a monster to appear in front of him immediately, let him slash a few swords wantonly!

……

Finally, the main building of this underground city is reached, the lower part of this building is similar to a pyramid, and the upper part is not a spire, but a cylindrical shape, towering.

Su Ping guessed that the top of the building was likely connected to the ground.

The building didn't have a door, but when Su Ping put his hand on the outer wall of the building, a powerful suction force sucked him in.

At the moment of entering, Su Ping seemed to feel that this building emitted an emotion similar to human excitement?

…… (To be continued.) )