Looking at the small temple in front of him, Su Hongxin came to an end, but for some reason, he was a little hesitant in his heart, and he didn't go in immediately.

The person in this, he is now 100% sure of a gatekeeper, but this person is dead, and the other party can hide very deeply in this underworld, I am afraid that his strength has reached some extremely terrible situation, at least much stronger than him, unfathomable, but even this person is dead, he really can't imagine what enemy the other party has encountered.

After all, it's still not enough.

Su Hongxin has never been so hungry for power as he is now.

But he went in anyway, took a deep breath, and walked into the temple.

The space in the temple was dim, and he vaguely seemed to see a person, but when he actually walked in and crossed the threshold, he realized that he had thought everything too simply, and it was very wrong.

Because.

"Woo......"

The wind is howling.

It seemed to be the cry of a ghost god, falling to Su Hongxin's ears from an unknown place, the terrible hurricane blew up, his body was light, Su Hongxin seemed to have fallen into a bottomless deep hole and seemed to be held up to the sky by the hurricane, the sky was spinning, as if he had stepped into a whirlpool, and even his consciousness was lost.

It wasn't until the sand and gravel slapped on his face under the impetus of the hurricane, and the pinprick-like sting pain hit, that Su Hongxin came back from his daze, he tightened his neckline, hurriedly lowered his head, looked around, and his right hand habitually touched the "Soul Breaking Knife" behind his back, and when he held the cold handle, he seemed to suppress the helplessness and panic in his heart.

Bursts of wild sand hit his face, Su Hongxin squinted his eyes and closed his mouth, lowered his head against the wind and sand, and walked forward in the hurricane step by step, as if he had arrived at a barren and dilapidated land, all he could hear was the wind howling, and the sound of hundreds of millions of sand particles rolling and colliding, and finally, it was the footsteps of his deep foot and shallow footsteps.

Su Hongxin's face was pale, and he was almost scolded, but it seemed that he was the only one in heaven and earth, and he was the only one left.

He thought too much in his mind, but he never thought that this ruined temple turned out to be a heaven and earth, and on the barren Gobi Desert, there was no trace of life.

Fortunately, on that ring, a faint black beam suddenly lit up, pointing to the end of the desert.

The yellow sand is endless, as if there is no end, Su Hongxin wanted to scold, but he swallowed countless grains of sand and gravel immediately with one mouth.

But as he walked, his face changed for some reason, his eyes drooped, and he drove out in one step, hooking his toes into the sand, and a white bone was exposed.

As soon as his body fell, Su Hongxin glanced at it and recognized that it was a human leg bone, but his face suddenly stiffened, and then quickly turned pale, as if he had lost blood in an instant.

Swallowing his saliva for no reason, Su Hongxin stretched out his hand to remove a layer of yellow sand in front of him, only to see that underneath was full of scattered white bones, piled up innumerable, looming in the yellow sand, half-hidden and half-exposed.

It was all human bones.

I don't know how many are piled up, maybe it's 100,000, 100,000, or 10 million?

Su Hongxin hurriedly changed places, stretched out his hand to remove another layer of yellow sand, underneath, there were still countless white bones, he carried a knife in his hand, and simply ran wildly, every time he walked, he wanted to remove the sand to see, the more he looked, the more moved he became.

White bones, under this sea of sand, are infinite white bones, large and small, mutilated, complete, human bones, animal bones, in short, this ghost place is bones except sand......

What the fuck is this?

Forcibly suppressing the creeps in his heart, Su Hongxin's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Because the hurricane also stopped, the dust was dispersed, but he didn't have time to be happy, and his face changed miserably.

I saw that in the yellow sand, I suddenly heard the sound of squirming movements, and then, one by one, Bai Sensen's bone claws poked out, Su Hongxin looked at it, as far as the eye could see, the vision was full of bone claws that came out, hideous and weird, extremely weird, waving and grabbing in the air, and there was no end in sight.

There were countless terrible and sharp cries and screams in his ears, just like the eighteen layers of hell under this sea of sand, trapped in the infinite evil ghosts and lonely spirits, and his scalp was numb and creepy when he heard it......

Look down again.

Su Hongxin's legs have been grabbed by several bone claws, and his hand is tight, he has already cut off those ghost hands with one knife, but these ghost things are too much, there is no place to stand, dense, countless, inexhaustible, he just fell with a knife, and immediately dozens of ghost hands grabbed it, like a bone gangrene, and he didn't let go if he grabbed it.

At the same time, under the yellow sand, there was viscous red blood oozing, like blood mud, and when Su Hongxin reacted, his feet had sunk in, and more ghost hands grabbed it, Su Hongxin was just like a trapped beast in a cage, no matter how he struggled, he fell deeper and deeper, and the whole person was slowly sinking into the sea of sand......

Suddenly, Su Hongxin's mind cleared, his body shook violently, and all the ghost hands in front of him were gone, like an illusion, and he already had a chill down his spine, a cold sweat on his face, and he only heard him muttering with palpitations: "How many people have died in this place, just a trace of resentment can make people lose themselves in illusion!"

He didn't dare to stay for a moment longer, such a fierce place, a sea of bones and blood, he couldn't stay for a long time, who knew if there would be any changes, so he had to bury his head in the direction of the beam at the moment.

After running for about half an hour, Su Hongxin suddenly stopped, and the whole person looked stupidly at the thing half-hidden in the yellow sand not far ahead, dumbfounded, full of shock, a pair of eyes widened, and then said to himself with a dry mouth: "!"

But he said that he had seen anything.

Among the billions of gravel, there was a huge skeleton like a small mountain, which was so amazing that it shocked his eyes and heart.

I don't know how many people have been washed and tortured, and the bones have long been broken and gray, like rotten wood.

Goo!

couldn't help swallowing his saliva, Su Hongxin ran even more desperately, I don't know why, this ghost place always gave him the illusion of a chill in the back, uncomfortable.

I don't know how long I ran in fear, but along the way, there were a lot of huge bones, and they were of different shapes, mostly birds and animals.

Su Hongxin didn't dare to approach, but just bypassed it from a distance.

But when he circled, he found that the guidance of the ring had fallen on the center of the bones of the giant beasts.

Su Hongxin thought about it, and could only bite the bullet in the past.

It's too big.

Some of the bones are connected, like snakes and pythons, but after looking at the size of the bones, Su Hongxin estimated slightly, this thing was only afraid that the thickness could be compared to the car before his death, and there was a crouching strong, with sharp teeth, like a lion tiger, and the rest of the bird bones with a wingspan of thirty or forty meters, Su Hongxin was shocked inexplicably.

He held the scripture in one hand and the Soul Breaker in the other, and walked cautiously.

He had waited past the bones and through the desert next door, and finally, under a tree with only a few scattered leaves, he saw a figure.

A monk.

Little monk.

The monk was dressed in a bright red robe, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, with new stubble on the top of his head, slightly dark skin, and a very immature appearance, looking like he was only in his early tens.

He held a rosary in one hand, a rosary in the other, and a ring on his right hand.

But it has long been breathless, as if it is dead.

The wind blows, the earth blows.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Su Hongxin's eyes flickered, and he slowly stretched out his hand, seeing that he was about to touch the other party's body, not wanting the little monk's corpse to spread out like dust, like spring snow melting.

But the ring was suspended in the air, half-floating in the air, shining with an obscure and strange brilliance.

In a trance, Su Hongxin heard a voice ringing in his ears.

"Latecomers, my name is Jidu!"