The whole musty smell in the secret passage made people's noses uncomfortable.

Zhang Qixun held his breath and rushed down the stone steps in three steps.

The nearly ten-meter-thick and towering bronze tree is right in front of you.

As soon as Zhang Qixun approached, a big corpse cockroach that had been braided fell down in front of his heels, and his arms and legs twitched a few times, becoming a mess of corpse worm.

Immediately afterwards, large and small corpse cockroaches fell from above.

Zhang Qi looked for a spirit, and quickly retreated far away.

The temperature here is very high, and the strong hot wind blows people dizzy, and the terrible screams that come from time to time in the sky make people irritated for no reason.

After a while of the corpse rain, Zhang Qi thought about it, and took out a pair of rubber gloves and a pair of line gloves from the space, two layers of protection, first put on rubber gloves, and put on the upper gloves to increase friction.

Hold on to the branches of the tung tree that stretch out on the bronze trunk and quickly climb upward.

There are still scattered small branches on the branches of the tung tree, and you must avoid cutting your clothes when you shuttle through them.

At first, the branches are larger and easier to climb, but as you go up, the branches become denser and denser.

After climbing nearly 100 meters, Zhang Qixun smelled a trace of blood on the tip of his nose, and couldn't help frowning slightly, someone was injured?

It won't be Wu Xiaoxie!

Zhang Qixun was anxious and quickened the speed of climbing.

The smell of blood became heavier and heavier, and Zhang Qixun noticed that in the thundercloud pattern carving on the bronze tree, there was blood flowing slowly along the blood trough.

Zhang Qixun stretched out his finger and dipped it a little, put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed, not only human blood, but also the blood of other scavengers, human blood is not so stinky.

With a bang, a heavy object fell from a tree trunk next to Zhang Qixun, which shook the branches under his feet and shook together, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be a white-haired monkey half the size of an adult who fell, and the huge inertia caused by gravity made his chest pierced by the small branches erected on the branches of the big tung tree, which was able to hang.

The sticky smell of blood suddenly spread, and the blood dripped down the branches to the branches below, and then flowed down the slightly sloping trunk into the blood trough, and in an instant, the place and the surrounding thundercloud patterns were soaked with blood, and the blood continued to spread downward along the lines.

Zhang Qixun suddenly remembered the flame pattern altar in the center of the Candle Nine Yin Cave, which was also a blood-drawing sacrificial device, and he didn't know if there was a connection between the bronze tree and the altar.

But now is not the time to think about this, the first priority is to find the little naïve first.

Continuing upward, Zhang Qixun saw the corpse of a white-haired monkey again, the wound on the monkey's body was obviously hit by Lao Qi's earth-breaking gun, a large piece of rotten on the stomach, and the hair on the side was called gunpowder burning.

Unlike the previous one, the corpse had a pale mask on its monkey face.

When Zhang Qixun passed by him, the mask suddenly moved, and from his point of view, the facial features on the mask looked like they were smiling rather than smiling, and they were strangely tight.

At the same time, the legs of eight Hessesen arthropods protrude from under the mask.