The flesh may rot, but the bones will be immortal for thousands of years.

In the same way, those traces left on the bones will also be preserved, which is the eternal testimony of the years.

After making sure that it was the same as the tombs he had entered earlier, Lu Yun closed the coffin and continued to move forward.

Not long after she left, two people came together.

It was Feng Yuyao and Song Xiao.

"Hey, someone here came first?"

It may have been uninhabited for a long time, and the ground was covered with dust, and even the coffin lid had fallen a layer of dust.

Therefore, the new traces on it are obvious.

Looking at the gap on the wall that had been corroded by the toxin, Feng Yuyao didn't go in.

Someone is coming, and the good stuff inside should be found out.

"Let's move on."

Song Xiao bowed her head and took Feng Yuyao's palm to continue.

But before leaving, he glanced at the bones on the ground.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Yuyao asked, looking cute and cute: "I don't know what happened to the rest." ”

After she came down, she didn't walk long before she met Song Xiao, and then the two of them were together.

On the way, I met some people, but there were no people from the Hidden Sword Sect.

"Those puppets aren't too hard to deal with."

"It's just that I always feel like there's something wrong here."

Said it was a secret hiding, and after coming in, I did find a lot of things.

There are some spiritual artifacts in those coffins, which should be burial goods.

It's just that this huge underground palace is not like a treasure cave, but more like a huge tomb.

And in every pit of the grave, there are people who have thoughtfully placed corpses and things, deliberately so that they can see the same.

Seeing Feng Yuyao frowning and thinking about her appearance, Song Xiao softened her voice.

"Don't you think that the things we encountered along the way are getting better and better?"

When I first found those treasures, they shattered when I touched them.

Now, on the other hand, if you look for a tomb that no one has entered, you will always find one or two good things.

It was the bait, hooking them little by little, towards the abyss of the unknown.

"Maybe the people in these coffins are getting more and more noble, so things are getting better and better."

Feng Yuyao said her guess.

"Makes sense, but the problem is ...... The people of the Black Mountain clan were buried in the underground palace to understand why there were still so many bones of the rest of the monks. ”

Monks are different from mortals.

Flesh and bones are tempered by spiritual power.

Even if there is only one white bone left after death, these bones are stronger and sharper than mortals.

So he could conclude that those who were buried were monks.

But back then, the Montenegrin family lived in seclusion, and after being discovered by chance, it became a prosperous ancient city.

Even when the ancient city disappeared, I never heard of so many monks dying here, and piling up like garbage after death.

He always felt that the owner of this underground palace was using this behavior to show outsiders their disdain and trampling on the monks.

Or even ...... Hatred.

Where does it come from?

"I've heard that not all the monks were sent out back then."

Feng Yuyao said.

"Maybe these are the people who stayed back then."

This is a secret realm, which is opened once every ten years, and monks, unless they become immortals, there is always a limit.

These are the people who have reached the limit, and they may not be able to say.

Compared with Feng Yuyao's good attitude, Song Xiao shook her head, but she didn't say anything more.

When encountering a fork in the road, Feng Yuyao pulled Song Xiao.

"Go this way."

Her instincts told her that she should go here.

……

This underground palace is big enough, even if nearly a hundred people come in, not many people meet.

It's quiet enough too.

The sound of blood falling on the ground was so quiet that it was crisp in my ears.

Lu Yun covered his arms, looked at the four puppets blocking the way, and then looked at the door behind the puppets, and always felt that he had found the center of the underground palace.

The route in the dungeon is very complicated, there are no mechanisms, but there are many puppets.

These puppets wander in the dungeon all day long, and once they meet, it will be the end of life and death, and there is no other way.

She also killed a lot along the way.

Most of the time it's against one, and so far I've only encountered one against two puppets once.

It took a lot of effort, but I still walked over.

However, at this moment, Lu Yun's expression was solemn.

She glanced overhead.

A quarter of an hour ago, she had reached the burial chamber above her head.

Xu walked deep enough, and the situation in this tomb changed.

The coffin was still there, but the bones around it were kneeling on the ground, and a bone nail was driven into the ground on the leg of each corpse.

Extremely humiliating posture, in order to keep the corpse firmly on its knees.

And the heads of the bones were cut off, and the heads were placed in front of the coffin like a sacrifice.

And after she opened the coffin, she saw a jade jue inside.

It looked like she was recording some kind of exercise, but as soon as her hand touched it, the ground collapsed, and then she fell.

This should be the second floor of the dungeon.

Behind her was a broken coffin, and Yu Jue was lying not far away.

It looks like it's within reach, but she's actually having a headache right now.

Falling into the air, she sighed that there was something guarding here, and people were coming to attack before they could stand firmly.

That's how the injury to the arm appeared.

After looking at it, a piece of flesh was removed, and the blood did not stop, which was really serious.

The wound was caused by a spear, and Lu Yun swallowed an elixir.

I have to say that although the third senior brother's heart is a little darker, the pills he gave are also very sincere.

There is an itching sensation in the wound, which means that the flesh is healing.

He also hid an elixir that restored spiritual power under the tip of his tongue in case of emergency.

The aura in this dungeon is too thin, and it is consumed all the way, even if she deliberately absorbs the free aura, she can't reach a saturated state.

After doing the math, there are still sixty percent of the spiritual power left.

Looking at the four tall puppets in front of him, Lu Yun sighed and took out his sword.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, are the weapons of these four door gods.

The warm current of the elixir flowed through the body, and a knife slashed horizontally.

The big knife doesn't ask where it came from, just to kill the person in front of him.

Hanjiang Xue was not afraid, and greeted him with a sword.

But these puppets don't play one-on-one wheel battles with Lu Yun, but attack together.

The front is a knife, the top of the head is a spear, the back is a halberd, and a sword is eyeing the tiger.

The spiritual power was mobilized, Han Jiangxue collided with the big knife, and Lu Yun borrowed the strength of the knife brother to fly up and dodge the halberd behind him.

As for the spear on the head, roll over and kick and separate from the opponent's misalignment.

Before he could stand still, the sword of the Yin Man came from the side.

Compared with Lu Yun's sword in front of people, this sword has a kind of persistence in carrying out the ruthlessness to the end.

These four cooperated tacitly, and Lu Yun was surrounded in it, circling around with the shadow of the dragon, and found a foothold in the encirclement and suppression of the four puppets.

This battle was not easy for Lu Yun.

Seeing and listening to all directions, Lu Yun was highly concentrated, and Lu Yun had no emotion on his face, but in those eyes, the fire was burning.

It was a prairie flame burning in this dark place, and once ignited, it rose to the sky, and the chill on the sword could not suppress it.

That was the sword intent that belonged to Lu Yun.

With Lu Yun, who is one enemy and four enemies, the dragon shadow under his feet is pulled to the extreme, and the figure sometimes retreats to find a gap, and sometimes takes the initiative to attack.

Her injuries were mounting, her blood was pouring down, and the puppets were gone.