Chapter 522: The Iron Wall of the Copper Bridge

"What the hell is this flying insect?"

Everyone didn't think that flying insects were terrible before, but after listening to Song Siyuan's explanation, they only felt that this kind of insect was terrifying, and even death could work together, if it was to do other things, I am afraid it would be even more handy, no matter how it is not a completely unintelligent species!

If you compare one thing to another, these flying insects are like uniformly aligned and well-targeted soldiers, always moving towards the same goal.

In this way, everyone looked at the soul mist again, and only then did they remember the rumors told by Uncle Tang, maybe they were the souls of hundreds of thousands of slaves who had transformed themselves to protect the cave mountain and the soul palace in the depths in the form of soul mist!

Everyone looked at the thousands of soul mountains in front of them, and their hearts were pounding, and there was no trace of peace.

"These flying insects can't really be conjured by ghosts, right?"

Yue Erpao looked ahead, the chaotic black mist was ethereal and invisible, there seemed to be a black shadow inside, constantly spying on the people on the cliff, they were seen like a man, and quickly turned on all the flashlights to illuminate the chaotic gray fog in front of them.

"Brother Xu, you cultivators should have yin and yang eyes, or you can show us where these soul mist are sacred!"

Yue Guanchao was rarely in the mood to joke, and the little Taoist sneered a few times and teased: "If I had that ability, I would have made a move a long time ago, this kind of strange power is chaotic, unless it is my master's kind of avenue, otherwise who can peep into yin and yang." ”

"It doesn't have to be ghosts, these flying insects may just be ordinary insects."

Song Siyuan flashed a flashlight to the soul fog and explained to everyone: "There are many insects in nature that have group wisdom, our common bees belong to this type, and there is also a kind of marching ant in the desert, which can unite to hunt and move, according to your meaning, it should all belong to the reincarnation of the soul, this is actually just a very common insect group behavior, in nature, in order to fight against the bigger enemy, the only strategy that can be used is unity, the smaller the insects, the more they like to live in groups, that's the truth!" ”

"In my opinion, flying insects should be some kind of swarm insects in nature, and it is the ancients who changed some of their habits with medicine, so that they will always stay near the cave mountain."

Yue Guanchao inadvertently glanced at it at random, and the thing that was hidden by the soul mist on the cliff faintly appeared under the flashlight.

"Song Qianjin, this seems to have a stone bridge!"

His words attracted everyone, Song Siyuan looked down at the place where the soul mist and the cliff met, it was obvious that something similar to a stone bridge was sinking under the cliff, just now they were standing far away, and the soul mist was blurry, so they didn't have time to see it.

"If you want to pass through the soul mist, you have to cross the bridge, let's light up the human oil and try it."

Song Siyuan knew that Uncle Tang's words were not nonsense, since human oil is useful for thorn vines, it must also affect these flying insects, in other words, whether it is thorn vines or flying insects, this kind of species that violates common sense belongs to the guardians of soul spirits in their eyes, and belongs to a part of the soul mist.

When Yue Guanchao and them entered the cave, they were afraid that the fire had been extinguished by running out of oil, and everyone learned of this, so they quickly lit the fire again, but after a while, the smoke in the oil drifted forward, and the swarm smelled the breath, and instantly vacated a large space in front of them.

It seems that what the swarm fears is also the smell of burning human oil!

"Hey, god, these swarms are actually afraid of human oil."

When Xu Xiake spoke, Yue Song and the others looked at the vacant place, a bridge that sank half a meter, appeared in front of everyone.

At this time, the soul mist was still obscuring a large area in front of them, and they couldn't see the whole picture of the bridge at all, and they could only rely on experience to see that it should be a multi-section bronze stone pier bridge.

"If this stone pier bridge has been destroyed, I'm afraid it will be 1,500 years."

Yue Qingshan stood behind the two, looking at the patina-mottled bridge, the bridge deck was mostly made of bronze plates, the half-meter-wide bronze plates were arranged back and forth, extending forward into the gray mist, the bridge deck was not wide, and even slightly compact, the width was only three meters, the two people could only walk side by side, and they had to fight if they made a little big move.

The railings on both sides are also surprisingly simple, only a few iron chains are tied to the stone pillars at intervals of one meter, from front to back seem to be stretched with a few thick strings of hemp rope, the surface is mottled with patina, red and rusty like blood, and before I moved, I saw that the iron chains were blown by the mighty wind, and they creaked and roared.

"According to the narrative of the Chao family and Uncle Tang, this soul palace was built in the Zhenguan period, at least 1,300 years ago, such a long time, I don't know if the metal bridge can withstand corrosion, we can't rush up."

After Song Siyuan finished speaking, she took out a hemp rope from her backpack, tied it to a sapper shovel and threw it on the bridge deck, and the two collided, causing the bridge deck to roar like a copper bell, and several sparks were sparked.

"Girl, be careful that there is a mechanism on the bridge."

Even if the bridge can be forbidden, it may not be safe, Yue Qingshan remembered that the organ that went to the tomb when he was young had to be cautious, and blurted out the words.