"Whew-whew-"

Suddenly grounded, several monks gasped for breath and nervously watched the terrifying sight in the distance.

Feng Niang had already taken a step forward to come to everyone, and the blue mang whistling in the distance was Li Fei, who was still being chased by the black tide.

It was precisely because of the time that they had bought for a few breaths that everyone was able to flee here.

Seeing the black tide swarming towards him, Zhang Ran took a step forward, and the spiritual power between his fingers surged rapidly, forming one after another magic seals.

As the seal flew, a crimson beam of light flew straight out of his sleeve.

Tsk –

A large number of red bugs appeared behind Li Fei, but they only resisted for a moment, and the next moment they were all torn apart by the black tide.

Taking advantage of this vacancy, Li Fei's speed skyrocketed, and in an instant, the blue light was bright, and he flew to the mixed mountain and the others with a bang.

The black tide followed with an uproar, but it suddenly stagnated less than a hundred feet in front of everyone, and it took a long time before slowly retreating back.

Seeing this scene, everyone was apprehensive, and the black-bearded old man was even more panicked, muttering: "How can you get out here, how can you get out here......"

"Come back as you come. Li Fei's indifferent voice came.

Finding that everyone was reminiscing about the previous thrill, Fang gradually withdrew his eyes first, and turned to look at the building that he had finally arrived.

Originally, it was still a black and oppressive piece from a distance, but when I looked closely, I found that they were all extremely small stone houses.

These stone houses are roughly estimated to be as good as a person walking in, and it is a problem to lie down in them.

As far as the eye can see, there are about four or five hundred stone houses, all of which are arranged in a disorderly manner, and it is worth mentioning that Fang Yanli also saw blood stains on some stone houses that did not seem to have dried up.

"Could it be that these stone houses are the places where the disciples of the mysterious sect live?" Zhang Ran walked up to Li Fei and guessed.

When the group heard the leader's conversation, they drew their eyes back from a distance, and turned to look at the large building.

Of course, there are not only small stone houses, but also several huge buildings with strange shapes in the distance, and even at the very end of the building, you can see a huge wooden cross nailed to the mountain wall.

There was no ghost crying wolf, it seemed to be just an old and desolate ruin, but everyone felt a little hairy in their hearts.

"Pranayama. Li Fei glanced at it and ordered.

At this time, I have just passed a dangerous hurdle, and there is no danger here for the time being, and it is just time to recover myself.

No one objected, and everyone immediately took out the spirit stone.

An hour passed, and the spirit stones in everyone's hands were shattered and turned into powder one after another, and the spiritual energy in them had been absorbed.

Fang gradually left and absorbed the aura of dozens of spirit stones in a row, and only then did he restore his spiritual power to the peak.

"Let's go. After the complete rectification, although everyone was not in a calm mood, they could only forcibly suppress a little fluctuation in their hearts, and then cautiously approached the stone house.

It seemed that these stone houses had really been inhabited, and Fang Yanli soon saw the same rotten futons in the doorways of several rotten stone houses.

"There's a corpse here!" said one of the monks.

When everyone heard the sound, they saw that there was a dead man leaning on behind the stone house not far away.

Looking closely, this person was dressed in a strange black robe, but it had long since rotted, and the only thing that was frightening was that there was a fist-sized blood hole in the center of this person's eyebrows.

A small brown snake climbed down from Zhang Ran's arm and swam over with a snake letter.

The baby snake quickly swam into the corpse's clothing.

"Strange ......" Zhang Ran glanced back at Li Fei.

"The man still had some body temperature, and it seemed that he had just died, but his robe must have been rotting for almost a year. ”

When Zhang Ran said this, Fang gradually separated his eyes slightly, how familiar was the robe that this corpse was wearing, he remembered that Xueluo and Jiang Qingya were all like this at the beginning.

Li Fei stretched out his hand and swung out a spiritual power, and the corpse flipped over, and what was tattooed on its back was a demonic black flower.

"Desperate Demon Flower!" "Blackbeard Old Dao exclaimed, and immediately felt dozens of murderous gazes around him, and quickly covered his mouth.

"This person is a cultist, he should have died a long time ago, how can he still have a body temperature?!" Lao Dao whispered incredulously.

Zhang Ran said expressionlessly: "If you don't believe it, you can touch it yourself." ”

Lao Dao also doubted it, he didn't want to touch this strange corpse, didn't he see that Zhang Ran was touched by a snake?

Zhang Ran walked up to Li Fei: "What do you say?"

Li Fei's spiritual sense swept out, probed on this corpse for a long time, and then said slowly: "The internal organs have long been rotten, this person should indeed be a sectist, but the death appearance is a little strange." ”

Turning around, his spiritual sense completely let go and swept out.

"Don't look at it, it's full of corpses like this, and the number of stone houses here is about the same. After a while, Li Fei said.

A monk walked up to the corpse and searched carefully, but found no storage bag that the corpse was carrying.

"It must have been taken by the person who entered the quest earlier, so let's keep walking. Zhang Ran said.

He continued to shuttle through these small stone houses, and the more he walked inside, he saw many corpses of similar corpses.

They were all dressed in rotten clothes, and they seemed to have just died.

Along the way, the monks did not spare any of the corpses, and after careful investigation, they found that the storage bags of the corpses were all gone.

"The highest cultivation of these corpses has reached the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and the lowest has ninety percent of the qi sea, but it is the same way of dying without accidents. Through the spiritual sense scanning, Fang gradually became awe-inspiring.

The hundreds of stone houses were still scattered, so everyone walked over in just a moment.

At this point, there were only a few strange buildings left in front of them.

The building on the far left resembles a pair of entangled arms raised to the sky, and at the very top of it is a palace of great construction.

On the far right are the ruins piled together, and judging by their size, they should have been a very large building.

As for the middle is a skewed stone sculpture, exactly like the one seen outside, but it has shrunk a little.

And in the hand of this stone carving, there is still a black flower, which has not disappeared as it did outside.

Far away, it cannot be said to be a building in the strict sense of the word, because it is built on top of a mountain wall, and the whole wall seems to have been deliberately carved into the shape of a human figure.

Fang gradually left notice that there was a platform above the ground under this figure, and many wooden gallows were placed on it.

Even if you just look at it from a distance, you can feel an incomparable tragic aura.

It is conceivable that in the beginning, if anyone dared to disobey the teachings, the ultimate consequence would be a tragic death on the gallows.