She looked cautious, scanning the countless carvings and messy marks on the walls on either side, her eyes flickering thoughtfully.

What could be hidden in an ancient building that looks like it has been there for countless years?

Have those who have entered it received treasures, have had adventures, or have they fallen in calamity?

Perhaps, Lu Yuxuan is thinking about these questions, for a mysterious place, no one will inevitably be curious, and they will also speculate wildly.

As for Yang Ling, he had already walked out of the passage with An Lei's help.

In an instant, they felt suddenly enlightened, no longer depressed and cramped.

The layout of the place was the same as the ancient hall he had ever seen, and in the center was a huge hall, hundreds of feet high and extremely spacious. Countless luminite stones hung from the walls, and even after countless years, they were still able to emit a faint glow.

There is also a tall altar in the center of the hall, and there are many dry bones piled up on the altar.

These dry bones seemed to want to struggle to climb the altar before they were born, but they were pushed by someone with great force, and then they were beheaded, and their deaths were so tragic that even Yang Ling couldn't help but shudder.

"It's old! I'm scared by a pile of bones!" he whispered, full of self-deprecation.

An Lei turned his head to look at him, looked at him, and said lightly: "It's really old, it is estimated that in a few days, your teeth will also fall out!"

This sounds like a joke, but it also tells the truth.

With Yang Ling's unkempt and sharp teeth, if he can't find anything to continue his life, he will close his eyes and kick his legs one day, whining and wailing.

I have to say that this is really a sadness, a young man who has only lived for more than 20 years has fallen to such a point, and it makes people shudder to think about it.

As for whether there would be any treasures above the altar, Yang Ling didn't care too much.

"Where did they go?"

He turned around to look around, but he didn't see Min Du Kurong and the other war servants at all, so his heart was full of gloom.

"A dozen strong men walked in, did they encounter an accident?" At this moment, his mind was extremely disturbed and full of worry.

However, at this moment, An Lei suddenly pointed to a dark passage in the distance and said, "There are people there!"

There are also many dark passages around this hall, and an eerie and cold aura is surging out from it, making people reluctant to get too close.

"Let's go over!" Yang Ling said in a low voice, and then looked at An Lei with blank eyes.

The latter pursed his lips with disdain on his face, but as if he had thought of something, he suddenly laughed again.

Yang Ling held his breath, and he knew what the other party was thinking with a little guess, it was nothing more than his appearance at this time, and his slow movements like a turtle.

It can be said that he is now in a semi-crippled state, and if it weren't for the fact that there was still some true power in his body that hung that last breath of essence, I am afraid that he would have fallen by now.

In fact, at the beginning, Yang Ling was still speculating whether this An Lei would not be drunk, but also wanted to get his supernatural powers, so he deliberately befriended him.

However, as time passed, he felt that the other party really did not seem to have the intention of persecuting him.

Therefore, Yang Ling's psychology is extremely conflicted, and he doesn't know whether to trust the other party or not.

To tell the truth, in this era of people's hearts are not ancient and the weak eat the strong, a purposeless good person feels the most terrifying.

However, later, he also figured it out, anyway, it has fallen to this point now, since the other party has not yet said the real purpose, then he can only do personnel, in response to the destiny of heaven, sometimes it is also a choice to take one step at a time.

"Aren't you going to take a look up there?" An Lei seemed to be interested in the scenery above the altar.

Yang Ling shook his head and said, "If my expectations are correct, those people are my war servants, and they should have searched all this place!"

An Lei nodded, then grabbed his arm, urged Yuan Li, and disappeared in place in an instant.

After brushing ~ a few breaths, the two of them appeared in front of the pitch-black passage.

"Who?"

Someone inside was drinking, and if you looked closely, there were some figures moving quietly.

"Brother Min Du, come out!" Yang Ling said softly.

As soon as his words fell, he heard a loud noise, and more than a dozen strong men walked out of it.

The moment they saw Yang Ling, everyone let out exclamations.

"Yang Ling, you ......" Min Du was incredulous, even his voice began to tremble slightly, and he could vaguely recognize that the unkempt and aged man in front of him was the Yang Ling who made him extremely worried.

As for the others, they almost all looked at each other, with an eerie glint in their eyes.

Although Yang Ling didn't have much strength, his eyes were still sharp, and he easily captured the small movements of many war servants.

However, he did not reprimand loudly, but quietly buried it in his heart, after all, this is a moment that needs to be forgiven, and it is best not to have a house leak that falls into an overnight rain.

Seeing Min Du's sad face, Yang Ling smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just an old face, if you attack with all your strength, it's impossible to kill a half-step refinement realm powerhouse!"

Although his voice was hoarse and lacked some strength, it was a different taste to the ears of those war servants, and it seemed to be heavier than a huge mountain.

Min Du nodded and said, "We searched all the places, and we didn't find out how the two old and young people left this place, they were like ghosts, and they didn't leave any traces. ”

Yang Ling nodded, he didn't feel anything strange, with the strength of those two old men, it was not difficult to come and go without a trace.

Min Du continued: "We also went to look above the altar, and found nothing of value other than a white bone. ”

"Are there any other discoveries?" Yang Ling asked, glancing at the pitch-black passage behind everyone.

Min Du said: "There is something unusual about this passage, we heard some sounds on one of the walls at the end, it seems that the water is flowing!"

Yang Ling was surprised, thinking back carefully, when he was rescuing Wang Gou, he entered a similar ancient hall for the first time, and he heard something strange on a wall at that time.

"Let's go, go over and have a look!" his heart beat slightly, and he suddenly felt that something seemed to be calling him in the dark.

Immediately, he walked into the passageway.

It's just that a pair of trembling old legs are too fragile, and they move unusually slowly, as if they will fall to the ground at any time.

Looking at his emaciated back, the war servants looked at each other again, and the cold eyes shot out, which made people feel frightened.