Xingtian stopped in front of the ruins of the temple and looked around, and a somewhat sad voice came from his navel.

"Back then, we drank wine and ate meat here, danced witch dances around the fire, and talked to the sleeping spirits of our ancestors, and what a happy day it was."

Luo Yang caught some information from Xingtian's exclamation, and he said tentatively: "Xingtian's predecessors, was the Twelve Ancestors here to drink wine, eat meat, sing and dance?"

Xingtian pointed to the place in front of the temple where the stones were piled up and said, "It's a platform where we like to meet. That's right, it's twelve of us. Chi You is our head, and I sit next to him, along with Kuafu, Gonggong, Fei Lian, Ping Ping, Hou Qing, Nu Lu, Yin Lingzi, Wu Ji, and the two brothers Shen Tu and Yu Lei. We are all chosen by the witch ruins, we have been passed down here, and this is our tribe."

"So, did the witch ruin appear long before you, and who created it?" Luoyang's heart was full of curiosity.

The female was in too much of a hurry, and he was also distracted by the death of the Persian girl Fatima, and was anxious to find her spirit after death, so he did not communicate with the female her. This time, he came in time, and he was also in this witch ruin, just to have a good chat with Xingtian's spirit and enhance his understanding of the witch ruins.

"No one knows when it appeared, and no one knows who created it, I only know that without the Witch Ruins, there would be no Twelve Ancestral Witches, it is our home, but unfortunately it was also destroyed in that war, and it became like this, what inheritance did you get from the Witch Ruins?" Xing Tian looked at Luoyang with a pair of *** eyes.

He spoke ugly, but he was interested in Luoyang, the ancestor of the witch, after all, it was Luoyang who would release him at the risk of heavenly punishment, and he also owed Luoyang a great favor.

"Primordial Healing, Spiritism, Spiritualism." Luoyang told the truth.

Xingtian's two big chest muscles trembled again: "It's all auxiliary witchcraft, and there is not even one that can fight, is there anything else?"

"It's gone." Luo Yang was a little sad, and asked again, "What inheritance did the Xingtian predecessors get from the witch ruins?"

Xingtian said, "Crazy tactics, lizard body techniques, and giant strength techniques......

He said seven or eight in one breath.

The more Luoyang listened, the more sad he became, and when he heard the names of those secret techniques in the Heavenly Newspaper, he knew that they were high-level secret techniques, and the number was still seven or eight. He inherited three auxiliary witchcraft, none of which could be beaten, and if he lost his heirs, why favor one over the other?

"If it weren't for the lizard technique, I wouldn't have been able to continue fighting with my head cut off, but I ended up dying. Chiyou has gained more inheritance from the witch ruins, and he has learned twelve powerful witchcrafts."

Luoyang: "......"

"Perhaps, this has something to do with the destruction of the witch ruins, and if you can rebuild them in the future, you may be able to get more inheritance." Xingtian comforted Luoyang.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Luoyang's mouth: "Xingtian senior, my greatest wish at present is to live, I dare not hope to rebuild the witch ruins, I don't know how to rebuild it, I know too little about it."

"Chiyou is the first descendant of the Witch Ruins, he probably knows better, if you can see his spirit, you can talk to him. As for rebuilding the ruins, I don't know what to do, that's your mission."

Luoyang nodded, unable to hide the sadness in his heart and his lonely expression.

Xing Tian said, "You are the chosen person of the witch ruins, you are also a member of the ancestral witch tribe, as your senior, I should help you, but I am dead, I am not the opponent of the sweeping monk. He also has a dog by his side, and that dog is a great threat to an existence like mine."

"That dog's name is Tie Nan, and he has already cultivated to become an immortal." Luoyang said.

"It can smell the afterlife spirit and swallow it, and the dog spirit also specializes in eating dirty things, so the cultivation path of the dog spirit is focused on devouring. Before, I was in a hurry to leave, just because the dog spirit was there." Xingtian said.

Luoyang's heart was gloomy, he more or less thought about finding the female lu after passing through the underworld, and then asking the spirit of the punishment heaven to save his life when Su Dongshan wanted to kill him. Hearing Xing Tian say this, this hope was also shattered. The dog and the iron man are dedicated to the spirit after death, and the female and the spirit of the punishment sky are gone

So the food was delivered.

It is estimated that the dog iron man, like the military dog, also has an official identity in the upper realm, guarding the ladder with Su Dongshan.

"It's time for me to go to the world of the dead, are you sure you want to come with me? You are the spirit of the living, and there is a good chance that you will die there." Xingtian said.

Luoyang said: "Su Dongshan has set up a magic circle, and there are two other magic weapons, one is a pure candle and the other is a demon exorcism whip, and I will appear when I reach the underworld."

"Are you sure he didn't lie to you to die?"

Luo Yang smiled bitterly: "I have no choice, there is nowhere to hide. However, in addition to the reason why Su Dongshan asked me to find Su Daji's spirit, I believe that the magic circle and those two magic weapons are true, if he wants to kill me, he can kill me at any time in the mortal world of Middle-earth, there is no need to make it so complicated."

"Come with me." Xingtian walked towards the ruins of the temple.

The black wall casts the appearance of two spirits, the one who is more than three meters tall and headless is Xingtian, and the pocket-sized one is Luoyang, the beautiful man and the beast who are alive.

Xingtian went straight through the black wall.

Luoyang followed, also passing through the black wall.

Behind the wall is the mysterious hemispherical space, like a burial chamber. The twelve ruins on both sides of the earliest arrangement formed a circle, with a Dharma seal on the ground and a corresponding Dharma seal on the dome.

Xingtian stood in the middle of the Dharma seal on the ground.

Luoyang stood opposite Xingtian, also on top of the Law Seal, and he was a little nervous: "Xingtian senior, what is the world of the dead like?"

Xing Tian laughed: "Boy, this is the first time I've been there, and I don't know what it's like, but the brothers Shencha and Yu Lei know that they often hear them boast about the beautiful scenery of the world of the dead, isn't this nonsense? If you could meet them...... Well, you don't have to see the two brothers, you can go down with me to see what the world of the dead is like."

"Senior Xingtian is right." Luoyang didn't bother to understand, but he would know when he went down, and he also knew about a chicken cub.

Life and death are downbeat, and if you don't accept it, you will do it!

Xing Tian suddenly glanced at the twelve statues standing around the Fa Yin with *** eyes, and said: "They are also dead, when they were still alive, six men and six women, but they never talked to us, they guarded the temple like statues, changed shifts, guards, and did these two things."

"Xingtian seniors, are they mortals from Middle-earth, or celestials from the Upper Realm?" Luoyang was aroused by curiosity.

"I don't know, but I don't think they're human." Xingtian said.

Luoyang was slightly stunned.

Not people, what is that?

Suddenly, a beam of spiritual light shot up from the magic seal on the ground, and Luoyang felt as if he was tied to a rocket, and then it was launched. The magic seal above his head spun rapidly, instantly opening up a whirlpool as black as ink.

Darkness shrouded in, and Luoyang couldn't see anything.