The patriarch of the Xiong clan Youxiong Bi never believed in the legends of the gods that were handed down in the world, and he was born in the interstellar era and felt that it was very foolish, but that night he led the clansmen outside the tunnel to the end of the inclined tunnel to meet Tugubo and others, and when he first saw the ruins of the prehistoric civilization buried deep in the ground and magnificent, the shock and awe from the heart were beyond words, if there were no other clansmen present, he really wanted to turn around and worship.

From that moment on, Xiong Bi was convinced that only great gods could build a dungeon hundreds of kilometers deep underground, and that only a powerful and noble race could afford to have this magnificent dungeon, overlooking the common people, and that human beings were only ants in front of these great gods.

It's just that this dungeon is not so much a city as a giant altar, because the architectural layout of this dungeon is radiated outward around the giant torch in the center of the city, and the raging fire on the torch has not been extinguished for hundreds of thousands of years, bringing eternal light to this dungeon.

The underground city is not big, a radius of about 20 miles, nearly a thousand temples and palaces, pavilions, pavilions, corridors and thousands of humanoid sculptures with different expressions are all constructed and carved by a kind of white spar similar to white marble, scattered and distributed in various parts of the city, with the blue sky and white clouds made of unknown materials, and everywhere, full of vibrant flowers and green trees, just like the mythical and legendary cave heaven blessed land, everything is so natural and harmonious just right, without the slightest sense of disobedience.

If it weren't for the land thunder that broke into the dungeon and the countless birds, beasts, and moths thrown into the giant torch like a fire and burned to the ground, which made Xiong Bi feel a little bad for this mysterious dungeon, then his trip to the dungeon would have been perfect. The people of the bear clan also tried to stop the suicide of the land thunder, but the land thunder madness was like a mecha chariot driving at full speed, how could the fragile flesh and blood of human beings stop it?

If you ask what you have gained, Xiong Bi doesn't know if it is a harvest to rescue an unconscious mysterious old man from somewhere in the dungeon, but there are Xiong clansmen who linger in the dungeon all night, and many clansmen have brought some interesting objects as souvenirs when they leave, which must be considered a harvest, and Xiong Bi can only turn a blind eye to this.

Although the Xiong clan people did enough secrecy work, there were too many live birds and animals that night from all over the place, and herdsmen from near and far followed one after another, and there was such a big tunnel and pestle in the Qinghe pasture, who could cover it up? So all kinds of rumors quickly spread, and a few days later it spread throughout the entire Seberian steppe.

As a result, a large-scale cultural relics theft and excavation activity in human history began to be staged in Qinghe Ranch, all kinds of herdsmen, homeless, traffickers and pawns, and even rebel bandits have joined the ranks of plundering cultural relics, and soon, hundreds of vehicles and nearly 10,000 people gathered inside and outside the tunnel, and all kinds of rare objects stolen from the prehistoric ruins were divided and sold on the spot outside the tunnel, and then flowed into the hands of cultural relics dealers on the black market, and then flowed to various countries and clans.

On a small hill not far from the mouth of the tunnel, several old-fashioned ironclad cars were parked, and the five elders of the Youxiong Clan Elders' Association, led by Youxiong Bi, stood in a row, quietly watching this scene of theft and excavation farce.

"Alas, what a sin," Xiong Bi sighed deeply and said bitterly, "It's a pity that the miraculous dungeon and those exquisite cultural relics!"

The clansmen were silent when they heard the words, in fact, it was not that they had the Xiong clan's noble character, but that they were in danger of the Xiong clan right now, who else had the leisure to mess with those antiques and cultural relics?

"Second brother, is there any movement in Yiman's 'Wolf Tooth Army' today?" asked Xiong Bi with his head sideways.

"No," replied the bear eagle, "the five eyeliners that were cast out were all staring." ”

"That's good," Youxiong Bi nodded and said, "Qinghe Ranch is now a mess of porridge, and the news will reach Qiman sooner or later, and he will definitely send the 'Wolf Tooth Army' to clean up the situation at that time, and we can no longer hide the loss of land mines, so our response work must be accelerated!

"Yes!" replied Xiong Yin behind him.

"How's the escape plan going?" asked Youxiong Bi.

"The whole village has been mobilized, and everyone is preparing," Xiong Yin replied, "However, there are more than a dozen families who are reluctant to leave." ”

"Who doesn't want to go?" asked Xiong Biqi.

"There are Xiong Dacai's family, Qinglin's sister-in-law's family, and the bearded family, and there are more than a dozen households, and they don't want to leave. Xiong Yin replied.

"Hmph," Youxiong Bi snorted coldly, "Youxiong Dacai, this old bastard has long been covered with lard, and he has been doing business with Yiman's subordinates for many years, and his family is big, and if something happens, it is estimated that there are people on Qiman's side to help take care of it, so he won't leave!"

"Sister-in-law Qinglin, her eldest son joined the beast army as he wished the year before last, and sister-in-law Qing Lin also became a military family member of the beast empire, protected by amnesty clauses, so she has no fear, and it is reasonable not to leave. ”

"For others who don't want to leave, there are people who take care of them openly and secretly, and they all have their own dependence, so if you don't leave, we don't have to waste time on them. If we have a choice, who wants to leave their hometown and become that rootless duckweed? Let's just arrange what we want to go. ”

"Yes, Boss. "There is Xiong Yin's promise.

Youxiong Bi nodded, glanced around, and didn't find Tugubo, so he asked, "Where is Xiaobo?"

"I didn't come because I had something at home. Someone in the crowd replied.

"Well, I was about to ask him how the old brother he rescued from the dungeon that night is doing......" Youxiong Bi dispelled the idea.

At this time, in the dungeon more than 200 kilometers above the surface, Dick and Jessica, who had been disguised, were wandering on a boulevard in the center of the dungeon in a low-key manner.

For the two of them, this dungeon is like a gift from heaven, the first-hand information they obtained in the territory of Qiman, dare not say that they can be promoted to the rank of knight, but it is a matter of ironclad to remember a great achievement, but it is a pity that this originally solemn and solemn city of sacrifice has now become as vulgar and noisy as a vegetable market, carrying various cultural relics on their shoulders, slaves, cultural relics dealers and idle people and so on through the streets and alleys one after another, discovering the surprise screams of novel cultural relics, and the fight for cultural relics is endless.

Accompanied by the roar of the engine motor, the shrill horn and the chatter and curse of the slave driver, various transport vehicles drove past the two from time to time, sometimes scolding, and several times Dick was angry and pulled out his gun, but Jessica forcibly pressed it.

"Why do you want to be like these dying people?" said Jessica, "I wish these stupid slaves had moved everything out, and our men would have to do it again." With that, Jessica leaned down and picked up a piece of hide that had been left on the side of the road.

"What is written on it?" asked Dick.

"It's the Yijin Sutra," Jessica glanced at and said, "It's also a kind of exhaling and practicing qi that human slave practitioners often practice, and in terms of content, it seems to be more junior than 'Zhou Tian'. ”

"Why is it all something so mysterious?" Di Qiu was a little puzzled, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that there seemed to be something left on the ground not far ahead, so he stepped forward and leaned over to pick it up.

"Come and see!" shouted Dick.

Jessica stepped forward and saw that the object in Di Qiu's hand was a simple-looking sword hilt-like thing, and the only thing that should have been the blade of the sword was a transparent material that was five or six centimeters high and resembled obsidian crystal.

"What's so strange about this?" Jessica pouted, "Aren't the slave traders outside the tunnel mouth all peddling this? five silver coins can buy one, ten silver coins can buy three, it's all rotten!"

"I'm very strange," Di Qiu frowned, "I haven't seen a single intact sword from the surface here, all of them have hilts like this," said Di Qiu, pulling out the saber at his waist, "Oh, look at my 'Lion Retrospective' saber, which has a handle and a body, a sharp and a blade, and this is complete." ”

"When you say that, it seems to be true," Jessica's expression gradually became solemn, "Could it be that the person who forged the sword did it on purpose?"

"Most likely," Di Qiu furrowed his eyebrows, "there was a blaster gun before, and now there is a bodyless sword, as well as these mysterious and mysterious ancient books of animal skins, all of which seem to be related to human slave cultivators." ”

"Hmm!" Jessica nodded in agreement.

Di Qiu continued, "We might as well speculate that a few days ago, a meteorite fell and brought this dungeon back to light, and then the two homeless people bought the blaster unearthed from the dungeon and the ancient book of "Zhou Tian" as antique relics, perhaps out of curiosity, or for some other reason, the two homeless people actually practiced according to the exercises recorded in "Zhou Tian", and then, by some coincidence, they triggered the blaster ......."

"When the two outcasts found out that they were able to trigger powerful blasters, they began to poach and loot with impunity, and they robbed me as I happened to be passing by, did you infer that?" continued, Captain Jessica.

"That's right," Di Qiu replied, "That's what I deduced, of course, there is another possibility that those two slaves were already cultivators before they got the blasters, and I mean that they may be senior cultivators who are very well hidden. ”

"Not quite really," Jessica recalled, "During the few days I was held hostage by them, I made a very careful observation, and found that they just eat, drink, and sleep every day, and when they are not interested, they go to poaching, and when they are interested, they rob, and they do not have the proper behavior of a senior practitioner, but occasionally take the Zhou Tian and make a few comparisons and discussions." ”

"Maybe their cultivation has just begun!" Di Qiu said with another possibility.

"Can you trigger the blaster and knock out my crash deck and bulletproof glass as soon as you start practicing?" Jessica questioned.

Di Qiu didn't answer immediately, he looked around thoughtfully, and as far as his eyes could see, he could see the blaster guns, bodyless swords, ancient animal skins, and bustling human slaves and various vehicles scattered everywhere in the dungeon, his mind was excited, and he suddenly gasped, "If as you said, those two slaves can trigger the blaster to blow up your armored car as soon as they start practicing, then all this in front of you and me will become a disaster for us and the empire!"

Captain Jessica was stunned when she heard this.

"I think it's time for us to report back to Command!" said Captain Jessica, whose mechanical pupils flashed red, as she gritted her teeth.