With the torch thrown down by Nan Ling, the base of the huge space of the banyan tree was illuminated to a corner. As far as the eye can see, the dense dark yellow dry bones look extremely hideous under the jumping firelight, the yin wind howls, and all the ghosts cry and whimper, making the scalp explode.

The white wolf bared its teeth, hissing low, and staring at somewhere in the darkness.

Around the firelight like a lone lamp, Nanling heard a gurgling sound. He glanced at the white wolf, and immediately understood that it must be a signal from the imprisoned Moon Liu'er.

The white wolf took two steps back and jumped first, followed by Nan Ling.

When he fell, the fishy wind in his ears whirred, and with a tom sound, Nan Ling fell to the ground in a half-kneeling position, and countless skeletons and dry bones flew out in a divergent shape.

Nan Ling looked around and found that this underground space was quite vast, with the yin wind swirling and the echoes lingering, presumably an underground cave. Beyond the firelight, there was darkness that could not be dissolved, and something made a creepy noise in it. Nan Ling looked up at the wooden door that had turned into a small square, and couldn't help but sigh that this place and the village of Yuejian, which was like a paradise, seemed to be two worlds on the outside, with a warm spring breeze outside, red flowers and willow green, and full of people's voices, while inside was full of dry bones, cold and damp, and there was not a single ghost.

Nan Ling picked up the torch, raised it above his head, and leaned around, the scene he saw made his back cold, and his hair stood on end, as if he had fallen into a snow and ice cellar, and his body was extremely cold!

Beyond the pile of dry bones, there is a terrible "room".

The floor of the room is painted with an unknown red liquid with eerie huge images and symbols, which is particularly eye-catching. The various knives and axes that were piled up all over the floor, with red rust and black blood spots, shimmered in a frightening glow in the firelight. Not far away. On the improvised stone platforms were several half-cut bodies that had been disemboweled, emitting the stench of decay, and the heads were gone. Behind the stone platform, dozens of huge three-clawed iron hooks have turned dark red, stretching down from the darkness where there is no edge in sight, and many mutilated corpses hang upside down, densely packed and neatly arranged, swirling slightly with the yin wind.

Nan Lingqiang pressed his mouth and nose, twisted his eyebrows, held back the surging nausea and strong indignation in his heart, and used a torch to set aside the upside-down "corpse forest" and let it go back. At this moment, there was another sound of iron chains, Nan Ling glanced at them casually, and saw a rather long iron chain being dragged into the darkness below like a snake, and he exclaimed in a hurry!

I can't care so much, it's important to save people. Nan Ling rampaged all the way through the upside-down corpse pieces, and the swaying rotten flesh dangled in front of him. Nan Ling saw the clouds and mist, and chased to the front of the altar.

I saw several very huge ebony pillars standing solemnly, like ancient giants. The pillars are carved with strange totems and patterns, as if there is no top, and it leads straight into the darkness above, and the end is extremely strange. There is a huge one-horned white snake hovering on the altar, vivid, lifelike, Nan Ling stepped forward to look at it, poked it lightly, but found that the one-horned white snake made a shriveled sound, and suddenly understood, this is just a layer of snake skin, and the meat ..... is estimated to have been eaten.

The white wolf beside him sniffed in the air, and with a whin, he ran straight towards a huge divine pillar. Nan Ling's luck turned into a streamer and followed, and he found that there was a thin figure hiding behind the huge divine pillar, his eyes were sunken, the corners of his mouth were drooling, his eyes were scattered, his lips were pale, and he was obviously out of his mind. Nan Ling's heart sank, he hadn't seen him for a few days, how could Yue Liu'er be tortured into this pitiful appearance!

A long iron chain was chained to his feet, allowing him to move freely in most of the area in front of the shrine. But it was only long enough for him to walk in front of the corpse forest with corpse pieces hanging upside down, and he couldn't go an inch further. There were many messy scratches on the ground in front of the corpse forest, which was shocking, and it could be seen how painful Yueliu'er was tormented by her terrifying bloodthirsty desires!

Seeing someone coming, Yue Liu'er was like a frightened beast, a mouse that saw the light, howled and fled wildly, Nan Ling's heart sank as if he was pressed by a big stone, and he wanted to reach out to rescue, but he was worried that he would be too frightened and make something out of the ordinary. stepped forward several times, but was pushed away by Yueliu'er like crazy, and was almost bitten a few times. Nan Ling was in a hurry to knock Yue Liu'er unconscious with one palm, and then cut the iron chain with a sword, put Yue Liu'er on the back of the white wolf, and turned around to leave here.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the white wolf suddenly barked violently, his sharp teeth and fangs were exposed, and his eyes showed a fierce light, as if he was ready to fight the enemy to the death at any time!

A grim laugh came from behind the altar that enshrined the empty body of the one-horned Wangshu, and a dark voice broke the silence: "Take him away like this, aren't you afraid that he will kill people everywhere when he wakes up?"

When Nan Ling heard this, he immediately recognized who the person hiding behind the altar was. Nan Ling replied in a deep voice: "Killing people is not killing, and a child should not be locked up here." ”

The Moon Bone Elder appeared from behind the altar with a scepter in his hand, and at this time, he was already not afraid to reveal his true nature, and his face was crazy, staring at Nan Ling and the White Wolf viciously.

"It's a pity...... It's a pity....... a good boy, who told him never to eat anything in the village?When the desires that have been suppressed for too long finally break through the defenses of reason, how can there be a reason not to be crazy?" he said to himself, with a slick and crepe tone, and a shriveled smile, as if he were crazy.

Nan Ling didn't speak, and the aura around him instantly skyrocketed, crushing all the dry bones, gravel and other things around him, and the dazzling golden light turbulence that made a sound of breaking the sky blew up Nan Ling's black hair, and his whole person was like the sun, illuminating the entire underground space.

Seeing this, Elder Moon Bone laughed: "The slave family really didn't look away, the aura on your body is rich and pure than that of ordinary monks, I don't know how many times!"

Nan Ling was under strong coercion, and his heart sank, although he had already guessed eighty percent, he still asked in a low voice along the root of the words: "Slave, who are you?"

The Moon Bone Monster shook his head with a smile, as if he had heard a very ridiculous question, and suddenly became very yin and yang, and lamented rather in a literary manner: "Who is it? You and I are just skins." The time is short, the life is long, and the universe is long and difficult to think. Even if you knew who I was, what could I do? I'm just a life struggling. What's the difference between you, the white wolf behind you, and the dry bones, ants, and plants and trees in the ground?"

Why does this academic research talk sound so sour? Nan Ling thought to himself.

Hearing the "Elder Moon Bone" mention his name, the white wolf was shocked, as if he had evoked some extremely painful memory, and he became extremely restless.

It whimpered under its breath, Bai Sensen's fangs flashing with a fierce light, ready to rush forward and tear the Luna Elder apart!