Seeing this scene, the old man hurriedly said: "That thing is about to break through the seal, I don't know where to seal anything, but the thing that can make the Ancient Spirit Clan build a sacrificial altar to seal it must be extremely terrifying."

"What should we do?" the old man's serious expression moved.

The old man stared at the void for a long time before he said, "Maybe the sealing method is in this sacrificial spell, but it's a pity that I still can't understand the true meaning of the spell here."

Hearing this, he narrowed his eyes, and the image of the sacrificial non-stop dance appeared in his mind again.

Suddenly, his mind lit up, and he immediately dragged the old man to the sacrificial center.

Then he reminded the old man: "I dance a little, and if you find me in a psychedelia, wake me up at once."

The old man was a little hesitant at first, but for now this may be the only way to deal with the evil spirit.

Gradually, Traceless seemed to feel some kind of power to summon himself again.

Then an ancient voice came into mind: "I am a ... I am the ghost".

Since then, no trace has been pushed awake.

The old man stared at himself with wide eyes: "You seem to have entered a certain realm just now, I don't dare to let you continue."

Traceless frowned: "I heard a voice, it kept talking about you."

Hearing this, the old man's face changed drastically and said, "Could it be that the legend from ancient times is true?"

Traceless stared at the old man in surprise, "What a legend?"

The old man paused, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "According to legend, in ancient times, people gathered together to pray to the gods for blessings, but they accidentally summoned their own shadows, and those shadows leaned over them like ghosts, and their mouths emitted a series of faint sounds, until those people were all killed by their own shadows.... It is the evil spirit of the shadow world".

Traceless listened to this legend and his scalp was numb, and he was killed by his own shadow.

How is this possible?

If it were hidden in the shadows, wouldn't there be nowhere to hide?

"But that's still a legend after all..."The old man hurriedly added when he saw the expression.

Traceless also nodded and said, "Whether he is a ghost or not, we must find out, otherwise we won't be able to get out at all."

The old man nodded, and began to guard him vigilantly.

Without a Trace also started dancing, and this time he didn't fall into that state again.

It's just that in his eyes, a circle of threads appeared.

There were few at first, but with the dance, he saw more and more.

Finally, it condenses into a human form.

The figure turned around and smiled at him and said, "Welcome to the world of seclusion."

As he spoke, he stretched out his five fingers and pressed the center of his eyebrows.

Then without a trace, he sensed that another person was burrowing into his own sea of primordial consciousness.

Traceless was already familiar with this, and immediately mobilized the main god, and a trace of the power of the holy ruins covered his sea of knowledge.

Then he pointed hard at his eyebrows, and a purple ball of light flicked the five fingers away, slowly advancing.

The threaded man was startled, and immediately turned into a myriad of weak rays and disappeared.

Then Traceless woke up with a shudder, his face pale, and his hands trembling terribly.

This time, the old man was stunned, and asked inexplicably: "What did you see?"

Wuxian recalled the scene just now, and shook his head helplessly: "It's okay, I just collapsed with force."

Unable to determine if it was real or a dream, Traceless concealed it.

The old man didn't continue to ask, but just worried: "Do we still want to continue exploring?"

Traceless was very determined: "I will not give up".

The old man took out a few pills from his bosom and stuffed them into his mouth and said, "Replenish some spiritual power, maybe it will help you."

Wuxian spit out again and said, "Don't waste these things, the innate Gang Qi of my cultivation can't be replenished at all."

Only then did the old man realize, and took back the pill and put it in the bottle.

Then Traceless started dancing again.

This time there was no more threaded man, and the dance lasted until the end, and the traceless eyes seemed to see through the spell on the other side.

You can also see where the lower exit is.

But just then, a huge figure pounced on him.

It was a pure black figure, with no facial features, no mouth and nose, just a gray shadow.

Seeing him, Traceless remembered You.

That's right, it's very similar to the legend.

Traceless immediately activated the Talisman Qi, trying to stop it from moving forward.

However, the shadow broke through the qi like a red-hot iron piercing through butter.

Then it arrived in front of it, and Traceless immediately felt a ghostly oppression.

That's not heaven, it's fear.

Then the shadow seemed to merge with its own shadow again.

Seeing this scene, his eyes jumped suddenly, and he hurriedly threw out the power of the holy ruins. Cover that shadow area.

Then he took dozens of steps back in a row.

That shadow really didn't dare to provoke the power of the Holy Ruins. He actually bypassed himself and threw himself towards the shadow of the old man.

At this time, the old man still knew nothing.

Traceless hurriedly alerted: "Hide behind me, there is still a mad knife."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man turned over and rolled over on the spot.

This old man is really a goblin.

It's a pity that the crazy knife, he is stupid, and he is still in place.

Seeing the black shadow rushing towards him, Traceless could only use the power of the holy ruins again, barely hitting the mad knife.

Due to the distance, the Blade cannot be completely covered.

By this time, the shadow had almost touched his shadow again.

Only then did the mad knife comprehend, and with a poke and sweep of the mad knife, the whole person was pulled out of the air and rushed straight to the traceless.

Seeing that the black shadow also chased after him, he glared angrily without a trace. His hands whirled around, and he threw himself at the shadow.

This time, he used the power of the holy ruins to the top, and there was also the power of the purple extreme in it.

When he reached the shadow, he instantly felt a dark force that he had never felt before.

Then it seemed as if his whole body was about to be dissolved by that force, but the power of the holy ruins turned into a wave of light, destroying the shadow in an instant.

When he landed, he found that the shadow had drifted back into place.

However, he seems to have some human faces at this time, and it seems that he has melted some shadows just now.

Traceless stared at the shadow, and said to the two of them, "Hide in the shadows, don't let your shadow come out."

Hearing this, the old man and the mad knife turned towards the dark side of the altar.

Traceless is the shadow that holds back.

Right now, only the power of the ruins can subdue this ghostly thing.

The shadow was also turning, and his eyes, which were not yet clear, were staring at the traceless.

Suddenly, it stopped, and then the shadow began to drift inside, and then a huge palm burst out of his belly, and then grabbed him by the neck with his backhand, and thrust it into a spell, and then the big hand shook and prepared to retract.

At this moment, he seemed to feel something, and immediately turned to Traceless, and then a huge eye appeared in the palm of the giant hand, staring at him.

Traceless was stared at by the top of this palm, and his mood became a little nervous. Xuanshu Literature Network

Traceless said in horror, "Who are you?".

The palm eyes first turned around, and then the voice said: "Yes, yes, it's a good seedling, it's a pity that the cultivation is too low, go down to the bottom of the underground palace to find me."

With that, the palm of the hand retracted, and the air returned to calm.

Traceless blinked vigorously, if it weren't for the old man's mad knife to corroborate it, he would have thought it was an illusion just now.

The old man stared at him and asked, "Just now.... You seem to be communicating with him again."

Traceless nodded: "He asked me to go down to the lower level to find him."

"He's also in the lower level, could he be that strange person" The old man showed a hint of excitement on his face.

Traceless actually thought of this, but he couldn't believe that he had worked so hard to see a strange person, and it turned out to be a monster with eyes growing from his palm.

But it doesn't matter, I'm just looking for him to figure out how to break through the innate anger, and I don't really want to make friends with him.

The three of them were silent for a moment, then left the altar together and walked towards the second floor.

Different from the first floor, the second floor of the underground palace has some very magnificent layout.

In particular, the murals carved on the long corridor and the inlaid gems are so extravagant.

Looking at the rock wall, Traceless was shocked.

This is exactly the same spell as the old man's spell.

It's a pity that most of these charms have never been seen, and Traceless can't reveal their true purpose and how to use them.

Still, he managed to imprint them into his memory.

It wasn't until he memorized every symbol on the wall that he moved on.

For the old man, it was obvious that those gems were more important than the frescoes, and he took them all down before leaving.

Moving on, there is a palace, but unfortunately it seems to be badly damaged, and in many places it is dilapidated.

But the most central location is still preserved.

It was a huge statue with a few figurines behind it.

Looking at that statue, Traceless felt a kind of ancient god of war majesty.

Because it's a statue of the god of war. The figurines placed at his feet were the demons he had captured.

Some have horns, and some have very strange shapes.

The statue was armed with a tomahawk and was preparing to cut off their heads.

Seeing this scene, the mad knife said with a look of adoration: "This is the big hero, you see him wielding a battle axe, he can be regarded as a real strongman."

The Blade had a certain worship of violence, but Traceless and the Old Man sneered disdainfully, and strode into the statue.

Traceless stared at the lines of the statue, as well as the figurines on the ground, and said, "It looks like this is the place to open the lower mechanism."

The old man frowned at this time and said, "This layer is too smooth."

As far as he could recall, there were at least dozens of trap defenses within one floor.

Why didn't you encounter anything here?

As soon as he reminded him, Traceless immediately became vigilant.

At that moment, the feet of several of them suddenly turned, and the surrounding scenery became distorted.

By the time they realized the danger, it was too late. They have been sealed away in a strange plane.

Here, the god of war, as well as the demons that are about to be slain under his feet, have become real.

Woo, I don't know if it's the wind, or the screams of those demons, which makes this place extremely charming.

Suddenly, a red light fell from the sky.

Then a cloud of smoke swept in, and a crimson ghost fell in front of them.

Looking at this guy, Traceless and the old man immediately remembered the red-haired demon among the several demons.

The guy had a long nose, sunken eyes, and huge fangs dripping blood.

His murderous appearance, if he went outside, was enough to scare many people to death.

Seeing this, Traceless could only pull out the ghost-eyed long knife, and together with the crazy knife, protected the old man.

Now the old man has become the object of protection for the two of them.

The old man was also a self-aware person, and since he had entered the fourth layer, he knew that his cultivation would not be able to cope with the dangers below.

So he took the initiative to hide behind the two.

Traceless stared at the ugly fanged red-haired demon and said, "Crazy Knife, you go and attack it, and I'll bombard him from mid-air."

It was the first time for the master and apprentice to join forces, and the mad knife was inexplicably a little excited: "Don't worry, the disciple will definitely cut off his legs and feet."

As soon as the two of them were combined, they rushed over together.

Boom!

Then the master and apprentice rolled out of the hustle and bustle.

The mad knife spat out the grit in his mouth and said, "This shit thing of M is too perverted, it has such a big brute force."

When the two fought with the Red Devil, they realized that this guy didn't know the art of war at all, and completely relied on brute force.

It is the so-called one force to a hundred techniques.

He just used pure brute force to resist the two of them, and kicked them into the ground with a backhand.

Countless dust flew up, and they sank deep into the ground for dozens of feet.

The moment they pulled it back into the air, the Red Devil kicked it down again, and this time his foot swelled hundreds of times.

Looking at the huge footprints, Traceless and Crazy Knife looked at each other helplessly, and the next moment they could only flee away.

Boom and earth-shattering.

Then there was an additional pit in the ground.

Traceless and Crazy Knife looked at each other and smiled bitterly, this kind of tactic, this is the first time they have encountered it.

In front of this arrogant guy, the sword technique is useless at all.

Now you will either fight hard with him, or you will be trampled by him.

Knock, the ground was like a drum, and Traceless and Crazy Knife shook their heads with a wry smile, and they immediately continued to run in the opposite direction.

They knew very well that if they were caught up by the Red Devils, they would end badly.

The light and shadow are superimposed, and the heavens and the earth form a mysterious form.

It seemed that the whole world had turned into a giant foot of the Red Devil.

After seeing this scene, Traceless stopped and said: "I can't hide anymore, his momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and when it reaches a certain height, we have nowhere to hide."

The mad knife had already been aggrieved to death, so he immediately pulled out the mad knife and prepared for the prelude to fighting.

His arm was slightly bent, and the mad knife swung towards the void, a huge wave, looking extremely excited.

Without a trace is holding his eyebrows with both hands, he knows very well that he can no longer defeat the other party with spiritual power alone.

Only with the power of the dimension may be able to break this huge heavenly remnant.

The Eye of Traceless Eyebrow Strength opened, and immediately the extradimensional perspective was revealed.

Looking at it from the extradimensional level, Traceless immediately saw clearly that the giant foot of the Red Devil was really in pure material form.

And it's still really inflated.

It can be seen that this guy is really a monster.

Since he is in pure material form, he cannot pose a great threat to it even in his high dimensions.

Traceless had no choice but to reince back in the Eye of Wei Li, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a cold air coming out of his body.