Hearing this, the consul general smiled lightly: "Jiang Fan, there is no need to be like this, we now have the spare strength and the ability to support you in making this attempt, besides, this is a matter of benefiting the country and the people." ”

The Prime Minister and Elder also smiled gently: "Don't worry, Jiang Fan, after the Elder Council discusses, if it passes, we will fully support you!" ”

Jiang Fan saluted and said, "Commander-in-chief, elder, please rest assured, I will definitely live up to my mission!" ”

Two days later, the Senate passed a resolution to dig up the Sun and Moon Peak!

Jiang Fan took a plane back to the Kunlun Mountains, and at the same time, the archaeological team and army stationed at Hun Tian Peak and Jade Pearl Peak were ordered to drive to Sun Moon Peak.

On December 8, 1151, the basic construction of the Sun Moon Peak excavation base was completed.

200,000 Divine Guard soldiers and 300,000 regular troops established a tight defensive line within a 30-kilometer radius of Sun Moon Peak, and sent sixty king-level powerhouses and Hua Lao to guard it, just in case.

On the square of the excavation base of Sun Moon Peak, more than 5,000 archaeological team members stood solemnly and looked at Jiang Fan standing on the high platform.

Jiang Fan said with a serious face: "Comrades, this excavation operation is different from the past, and it may be accompanied by danger!" As you can see, on the periphery, the military has surrounded the place, which means that if you dig up something similar to the demons of Hell in the West, you may not have time to evacuate, and you may be covered by fire. ”

The words fell, and there was silence in the square, no one spoke, and no one even wavered in their eyes.

Jiang Fan took a deep breath and continued: "So this excavation will not be an order, but a volunteer, comrades who volunteer to dig Sun Moon Peak, must be prepared to sacrifice!" ”

Still no one spoke, and everyone looked at Jiang Fan quietly.

Jiang Fan glanced at everyone and said slowly: "If you are willing to stay, raise your right hand, if you have family ties and can't stay, please take a step back, no one will accuse you, because this is a task that will kill people!" ”

Brush!

2,586 right hands were raised, and there were 2,587 archaeologists present.

There was also a man who lost his right arm in a car accident and raised his left arm.

Even Professor Fang and other old scholars raised their right hands.

Jiang Fan felt a solemn respect rise from the bottom of his heart, and he stood up sharply and saluted the archaeological team members.

He did not persuade, did not talk nonsense, only said: "The state thanks you!" ”

On this day, the excavation work officially began.

Engineering trucks drove in, and the engineer brigade followed suit.

The cold winds of December blew across the desolate mountains, and in the evening a cloud drifted in from the north and a heavy snow fell.

Two days later, with a boom, Sun Moon Peak was blasted open with five potholes.

At that moment, Jiang Fan stared at the sky.

But as the dust settled, the staff confirmed that the pothole was safe, and after the Sun Moon Peak was completely hollow, the thunderstorm did not occur.

Jiang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

I don't know why, but it's a good thing that there are no thunderstorms.

Jiang Fan got up and flew to the mouth of the pothole.

On the steep wall of Sun Moon Peak, a crater with a diameter of about fifteen meters was pitch black, exuding an indescribable chill.

Man Xinxin, Zhang Kaitian, Wu Huo'er and others also arrived one after another, and they will be the first batch of strong people to enter the Sun Moon Peak to explore the way for the latecomers.

"Instructor, are we going in now?" Man Xinxin asked.

Wu Huo'er summoned a flame and said confidently: "I see that there are all kinds of karmic fires in hell in mythology, and I heard that it can burn the soul, but I want to go down and see if this is the case!" ”

The blue dragon mark in the heart of the open eyebrows flickered: "I don't know what effect I, the power of the green dragon that has recovered everything, will have in the Yama Hell......"

Jiang Fan looked at the three of them helplessly.

Originally, it was good that he entered alone to find out the danger, but these people had to follow.

"You wait for me, I'll be in for a minute, and then you'll come in, okay?" Jiang Fan looked at a few people and said.

Several people looked at each other, and Man Xinxin said: "That's okay, you must keep communicating." ”

Jiang Fan smiled and raised the communication watch in his wrist: "Don't worry, this is the latest watch developed by our Kyushu scientists, as long as you don't enter the other space, ordinary electromagnetic interference will be ineffective against it, okay, you just wait here." ”

After speaking, Jiang Fan turned around and stared at the pit in front of him, the spiritual qi in his body gushed out all over his body, and the Hongmeng Heavenly Thunder jumped on his skin.

He strode into the pit and disappeared.

"Ding!"

The alarm sounded.

Man Xinxin and others spoke out at the same time: "The signal is interrupted!" ”

......

Jiang Fan felt the fluctuations in space the moment he entered the pit and fell, and he was unlucky in his heart, but there was no other way but to move on.

This is a spatial structure similar to the Heavenly Peak, which opens up an extra vast space in a small area.

As the distance deepened, Jiang Fan soon saw a dark red light, and he observed carefully, with a look of shock on his face.

In the field of vision, it was a black island, suspended above the endless lava.

The black islands are covered with dark red lava rivers, and there are strange buildings, including about ten large halls, five buildings on mountain peaks, and six high palaces scattered around.

What connects all of this is a gray road.

Jiang Fan's heart beat faster, and the scene he saw was really similar to the legendary Yama Hell.

However, by the time Jiang Fan lowered to a sufficient height, he found that this Yama Hell was already in tatters.

There is no black and white impermanence, no judges, no Meng Po.

Rivers of lava flow silently, there are no souls on the gray roads, and blackened runes hang from the black dead trees.

Here, no one has been here for a long time. In other words, this place is only built by the ancients, and the imaginary underworld is not a real underworld.

Jiang Fan landed on the black earth and moved along the gray road.

Not long after leaving, Jiang Fan heard a noise behind him, and when he looked back, it was Man Xinxin, Wu Huo'er and Zhang Kaitian.

Jiang Fan motioned for the three of them not to speak, and the three of them nodded hurriedly and moved forward together.

About half an hour later, the four of them reached the end of the gray road.

It was a bridge.

"What a bridge?" Jiang Fan did not hesitate and stepped on.

There is no feeling, just like a normal bridge.

Jiang Fan smiled.

Maybe it's like the Heavenly Court in the Heavenly Peak, these are not real, the real Heaven and Earth, outside the earth.

"It's okay, come over here." Jiang Fan waved his hand.

The three of them cautiously walked across the bridge.

"It's really okay......"

"But it's just flowing magma under the bridge, is this the Lethe River?"

After that, the four of them continued to move forward and came to the entrance of the city of the underworld.

A black ancient city dozens of meters tall, with an open gate and no guards on either side.

The four of them walked in, and then visited the ten Yama halls in turn.

There are no anomalies, no ghosts, no dangers, but the ancient words engraved on the pillars of the building and the scattered Shenwu show that this is a valuable relic!

"I can let the archaeological team excavate and repair, the different space here is similar to that of Hun Tian Peak, there is no particularly big leap, but the scope of space has been expanded." Jiang Fan said, ready to lead a few people to withdraw.

However, at this moment, a red light suddenly unfolded in front of the four of them.

"Retreat!" Jiang Fan shouted vigorously and stopped a few people behind him.

The red light expanded rapidly, like a crack in space.

In the blink of an eye, a circular blood-colored hole with a radius of more than ten meters appeared.

Bang!

A stone tablet suddenly rose in front of Jiang Fan, engraved with crimson ancient characters, but the vicissitudes of life were harsh!

Jiang Fan recognized the first few words.

"Gates of Hell!"