The smooth and smooth sand road, almost vertical, Xue Tong's body protection body Gang Qi light mask was all out, slid down a hundred feet, and his eyes were faintly bright, rushing into a wide dark passage.

The bluestone floor of the passage, the walls are carved with strange patterns, Xue Tong is holding the Ling Que sword, and the violent ape is following behind him.

Shen Tie Gong and the bone golem were too conspicuous, that was Wei Wuxian's mark.

"It's not time to reveal your identity yet"

The passage was cloudy with blue light, and there was a faint sound of devil crying.

Xue Tongzhihai suddenly rippled, and a dark red zombie-like monster poked out of the wall.

"Try my dragon killing sword" Xue Tong slashed the arm of the red corpse monster with a sword, the corpse monster howled, the wall disappeared, and the broken arm that fell also sank into the bluestone ground.

Xue Tong stepped forward, one step at a time, he felt that the cemetery was just adding some tests, so that the low-level martial artists knew the difficulties and retreated, not to take people's lives.

The frequency of corpse monsters is increasing, and most of the levels are the peak of martial artists, and a small number of them are at the beginning of the day after tomorrow, Xue Tong and the violent ape are killed all the way, without much effort.

After five miles, the situation became a little different.

The gloomy and cold air was entangled, and the black fog in front of him was heavy, and it was another wall of fog.

The ground was strewn with broken clothes and hats, and a broken sword was stained with blood.

"Someone is dying here" Xue Tong's eyes swept quickly, and he noticed half a jade plate.

"Zhenyuan Palace, Ke..."

"Ke of Zhenyuan Palace died here" Xue Tong put away the jade card, the fog wall was thick and the fog was rolling, the beast roared from far and near, and a dark red soul leopard gradually revealed its figure.

The Storm Ape Soul Beast roared sharply and pounced on the Soul Leopard.

Xue Tong's palm secretly buckled the bone nail, and the two soul beasts were of equal martial rank, for the violent ape soul beasts, this battle could be described as a good opportunity for training.

The violent ape is fast and has long arms, and the red leopard has great claw tips, and two shadows, one red and one black, are fighting in front of Xue Tong, and the right palm of the violent ape finally hits the red leopard's head, and the left arm quickly pressed the leopard's neck and twisted hard.

"Poof~" The red soul mist spread, and the black bone storm ape opened its mouth and inhaled wildly, sucking the mist to a trickle.

And the wall of fog also slowly disappeared, and Xue Tong leaped forward, and the vision in front of him had become richer.

The dark passages extend in all directions, and the big holes on the left and right on the ground are terrifying.

"There's another floor!"

Xue Tong observed through the faint light in the cave, and the lower layer was a whole space, with blue-veined beetles and ghost-faced bats everywhere, and a large brown and black scorpion in the distance was walking around slowly.

The two floors are separated by a hundred feet, and the lower level of monsters does not mean to jump up.

On both sides of the dilapidated passage, there are stone rooms with half-hidden doors, and the beetles and ghost bats in them are not of high level, and they dare not go out of the house to attack when they perceive Xue Tong's breath, Xue Tong has no time to take care of these little monsters, and compares the map, hoping to pass through the maze as soon as possible.

However, as soon as he passed a few forks, his heart was as cold as water, and the rumors before entering the ancient tomb came true, this area was not much bigger, and the maze was thousands of ways, drilling back and forth, and there was no way to compare it with the original map.

Xue Tong was furious, summoned the violent ape, killed zombies, ghost bats and blue beetles, and turned around in the maze for a full day, the soul power of the violent ape became more and more vigorous, but Xue Tong's energy gradually decreased.

By the end of the next day, Xue Tong had almost gone mad and began to destroy the stone chamber and push the ruins into the hole.

The clearing space continued to expand, and a heavy iron gate caught his eye for the first time.

In front of the iron gate, there were two devices that looked like standing people, Xue Tong was stunned for a moment, and motioned to the violent ape to help open the door.

The iron door is open, Xue Tong probe, and the new area seems to have no door opening device, only in and out.

"You have to bite the bullet!"

The level of ghosts and monsters in the iron gate rose, and at the beginning of the day after tomorrow, Xue Tong turned east and west, and found that there were two people from the True Yuan Palace Gate hiding in a big house.

The two of them shivered, and were half frightened to death by the monsters that appeared from time to time in the passage.

"You two people from the Zhenyuan Palace, who is your boss," Xue Tong asked.

"Ten people have come to Zhenyuan Palace, Elder Mao Jishen."

"You two can't go, you can't go back, the cemetery that you entered from the first few caves" Xue Tong asked, his martial arts rank was two levels higher, and it was completely the style of the leader's speech.

"Nineteen holes, I remember very clearly, after the iron gate, there were too many monsters and ghosts, so we had to stop and go." The martial artist of the True Yuan Palace replied.

"I am Canghan Chaojingyuan Mansion to worship Xue Tong, come with me."

"Xie Xue Dao Da En!"

The two obediently followed, resting every hour, and the three of them sent notes from time to time to call their companions.

The people from Jingyuan Mansion didn't come, but Zhenyuan Palace found two people.

The violent ape killed too many monsters, sucking the soul and sucking it dizzily and unsteadily, Xue Tong spread the flag, and used a green bottle of innate beast blood to refine the flag, in the blood mist and black gas, the violent ape drilled into the flag, not to mention that it took half a month to fuse and refine the hundreds of beast souls that were devoured.

The team of five people, led by a powerful martial artist like Xue Tong, greatly increased the speed of exploration, and the passage was generally downward, as if leading to the lower floor.

After a few days of turning around, the terrain gradually opened up, and Xue Tong heard the sound of arguing and scolding.

"The third paragraph is almost here"

A hundred-zhang wide underground dark river, the river water is as black as ink, and the thick fog on the river surface is not visible.

In the distance, a dark blue stone bridge spans the north and south, and the warriors on the nearby river beach are gathered in five or six, divided into three groups.

"Luwa Clan, Zhenyuan Palace, Canghan Dynasty." Xue Tong recognized Pei Ling and Dai Zirong.

But the protagonist on the field is clearly someone else.

A tall man in a brown robe, standing with his hands in his hands, said loudly: "After the dark river is the altar, the dark river is mutated, strong corruption and breeding ghosts, everyone in Canghan hurry up, the altar belongs to the Zhenyuan Palace, don't try to get involved." ”

"Elder Mao!" Behind Xue Tong, the four people of Zhenyuan Palace cheered and galloped, merging into Mao Jishen's first team.

Dai Zirong glanced at Xue Tong's outfit and said, "Mao Jishen, Canghan reinforcements have arrived, and it is still too early to say that the altar belongs." ”

Mao Jishen's face sank, "When the fight starts, it's hard to predict who will kill the deer, do you have to force the old man to do it and drive you away?"

Mao Jikun regarded himself as the first person on the field and did not take Xue Dai and the others seriously.

"Okay, the altar belongs to you, you cross the river, we'll wait!" Xue Tong said unexpectedly.

He roughly guessed everything that happened, joined the Luwa tribe, and asked Pei Ling in a low voice.

Pei Ling didn't know Xue Tong, and because of his face at the peak of the day after tomorrow, he briefly talked about the current situation.

"Dai Zirong, this Taoist chief said that he can't argue, you should also hurry up, no one will disturb, and Zhenyuan Palace will try to cross the river again." Mao Jishen urged.

"Elder Mao, wait a minute, I'll ask about the situation."

Xue Tong learned from Pei Ling's account that after half a month, the three teams of people arrived at the beach of the dark river and tried to cross the river, whether it was flying or ferrying, the river was full of high-level ghosts and monsters, and seven or eight people died successively, and the river crossing was still fruitless.

Mao Jishen asked the people of the Luwa tribe and the Canghan Dynasty to leave, Dai Zirong was unable to use force, lost the battle, and once took people to leave, but the ancient tomb turned around for several days without seeing an exit, and had to return to the river beach, as long as he did not try to cross the river, this place is relatively safest.

Unexpectedly, Mao Jishen did not give up, and drove everyone farther and farther away, claiming that he had to disappear out of the sight of Zhenyuan Palace.

"What happens when you step on the stone bridge," Xue Tong asked.

"There are two monsters at the peak of the day after tomorrow, and there is a steady stream."

"The Pei family can't walk if they want to, and my father and brother don't know where they are." Pei Ling's expression was gloomy, and he said to himself with tears.

Xue Tong got up and said coldly: "Teleportation must be the result of negotiation between the three major sects, what is the use of you and I being sentimental here, Elder Mao wants to take the lead and no one stops him, just cross the bridge!"

There was a grim smile at the corner of Mao Jishen's mouth, "Listen to your tone, you don't plan to leave!"

"Elder Mao has been in the cemetery for a long time, and the miasma ghost qi is possessed, I advise you to calm down and force out the miasma qi, and stop being angry and making senseless fights!"

Xue Tong's words are not unreasonable, everyone who hears them is secretly frightened, the ancient tomb has been in place for a long time, people are often easy to lose their minds, be strong and aggressive, and even bloodthirsty and perverted.

Mao Jishen unsheathed his long sword, signaling that there was no need to say more nonsense.

Xue Tong suddenly had an extra iron hammer in his hand, and the starfall hammer burst out with one move, and Dai Zirong and Pei Ling were shocked.

"Wei Wuxian, Wanyu Warrior!"

However, what was even more surprising and shocking was Mao Jishen, the sharp energy and wind that rushed to his face made him not even have the heart to resist head-on, his body retreated, and the shield and talisman were thrown out in one go.

Xue Tong's ruthless move was completed in an instant, and the moment the trick was exhausted, the person had disappeared.

A poke out on the side!

On the way to Mao Jishen's violent retreat, Xue Tong's killing move came again, and the long sword in the critical situation was slashed sharply, and there was no shield buffer at this time.

Xue Tong's power was already comparable to the innate a few years ago, Mao Jishen's sword was like a meat palm slashing on an iron plate, and a human paper kite flew out, Xue Tong caught up with the shadow, slapped it horizontally, and directly slapped it to death on the river beach.

Xue Tong put away Mao Jishen's long sword and storage bag, shook his figure, and walked towards the Blue Stone Bridge.

Mao Jishen died in a few breaths, and no one dared to stop Xue Tong.

"Daoist Wei!" Pei Ling shouted.

Dai Zirong was as stunned as a wooden chicken, not understanding how Wei Wuxian could become a Canghan worship.

The moment Xue Tong stepped onto the blue stone bridge, the black vortex on the bridge surface flashed, and the two red corpse monsters outflanked left and right, slashing together.

A black whirlwind suddenly blew on the bridge, like a black dragon, and the starfall blade wrapped around Xue Tong and rushed towards the opposite bank.

Where the black dragon passed, the red corpse monster's sword flew into the sky, and half of its arm was also shattered.

Xue Tong disappeared into the dense fog on the other side of the river.

The warriors of the river beach were silent, and everything that happened made people feel unreal, and they had not yet come to their senses.

……

There is an altar outside Baizhang, and the central stone plate is very similar to the teleportation of Wanyu.

Xue Tong studied hard for several months, sorted out the approximate activation spell, and when he finished reciting, the stone plate trembled a few times, and there was no response.

"It's going to take a lot of trying!"

Xue Tong took a long breath, summoned the bone puppet to guard, calmed his mind, and opened the Wanyu Dictionary.

……

For five days, the transmission was still not completed.

There were more and more fierce killing sounds on the other side of the river, and Xue Tong was distraught and had to return to the Blue Stone Bridge.

His golden eyes pierced through the mist, and he vaguely saw a large number of corpse monsters and beetles on the river beach, killing with the Yuan Qi warriors.

In addition to Dai Zirong and Pei Ling, Tang Yunjie, Zheng Houlin, Pei Zhongqin, and Pei Yaoyi are also struggling to kill monsters.

"There are many dreams at night, and it is important to go back to Wanyu."

Xue Tong forced the thought of helping and returned to the altar.

A few hours later, just as he was about to try the new spell, the sound of killing on the other side of the river disappeared, and then the direction of the blue stone bridge became lively.

"Someone crossed the bridge and came to the altar!"

Xue Tong's mood suddenly became nervous, and he had a bad premonition.