There is only endless darkness in the ancient well, and the naked eye cannot even see anything. After Lu Yan jumped down, he felt a twisted force tearing at his body, in all directions, in every direction, and it felt as if the bones were going to be torn apart.

This is a special spatial force that ordinary people can't withstand at all, and it will soon be torn to pieces. Fortunately, Lu Yan is very comparable, and he has the method of refining the body against the heavens such as 'Refining the Soul Eighty-one Diagram', coupled with the unique cultivation method of the 'Wuji Dao', which makes his ** comparable to pure gold. For this level of spatial power, he can still handle it, and of course it still makes him extremely uncomfortable.

However, the good thing is that this torture is not too long, and it is only a few breaths before they have landed.

"Poof!" A mouthful of blood finally couldn't help but spurt out of Lu Yan's mouth, and he shook his head with a tired face. If it was just the power of entering the space of the ancient well, it wouldn't make him so unbearable. The main thing was the battle with the old cultivator, which caused him to be hurt a little, and now he feels like he is about to fall apart.

In the process of fighting with Shi Wenye in the consciousness realm, although he relied on the 'power of reincarnation' to win by luck, the damage to him from his filthy qi cannot be ignored. The old man in the black robe was right, Lu Yan's spirit was indeed not badly damaged, but in that case, he had to make a move, and he had to kill the other party by thunder. If there is a slight trend of decadence, Fujiyama-kun and the others may not let go of themselves, although they are confident that they can leave safely, and no one can stop them, but it will undoubtedly greatly delay Xiaobai's acceptance of the inheritance, which he does not want to see.

Xiao Bai was not harmed in the slightest in the previous battle, and when she entered the ancient well, she was taken care of by Lu Yan, so she looked alive now. But when he saw Lu Yan coughing up blood, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and looked at each other anxiously with concerned eyes.

Lu Yan chuckled and shook his head, signaling that she was fine. Now, he doesn't even have the spirit to communicate with Xiaobai, so he can only pat his snow-white forehead for comfort.

Then he took a look at his surroundings

It is dim and cold, and the green lights are quietly suspended, which sets off the place even more gloomy.

Walking along the narrow and tortuous passage, looking at the murals carved in stone, Lu Yan couldn't help but be surprised.

These murals are exquisitely carved and lifelike, and the five plague gods descend on the world, and the heart-rending cries of the people who pass through them are not an inch of grass, mourning and grief, and the heart-rending cries of the people who are as thin as firewood, seem to be able to hear their painful and unwilling roars. There were powerful monks who tried to thwart it, but they were killed in the snap of a finger

The tragic pictures seem to be narrating the sad stories of the past, and they are like the five plague gods showing off their 'brilliant' achievements.

Lu Yan shook his head and continued to move forward, about the tea cup passed, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

This is a vast stone forest, red sand, as if dyed red with blood, clusters of ghost fires wander quietly, and the rich filth is everywhere.

This is not a stone forest in the ordinary sense, because the carvings are all painful figures, men, women and children, and some are completely stone skeletons. Some are 'heartbreaking', some are roaring to the sky, and some are grabbing the ground with their heads, their expressions are undoubtedly painful, but they are different, and they feel like they have come to hell.

In the center of the stone forest, there is a tall altar, one by one jerky runes, flowing with inexplicable qi, connected into a net of rune sacrifices, in the center of the altar suspended a handsome, but full of evil man.

In charge of the plague history and literature!

"We're meeting again!" Shi Wenye looked at Lu Yan with a smile, but seeing him again in the material world gave people a creepy feeling.

"Are you dead or alive?" Lu Yan stopped and frowned. Those who can manifest their souls in the material realm are all peerless powerhouses, the Immortal Emperor is, and so is the plague god in front of him. But after all, the Immortal Emperor does not have an evil aura on his body, but it makes people feel peaceful, at least very kind to himself.

However, the middle plague history and literature industry in front of him is just the opposite, after all, it is a cultivation of filthy qi, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Shi Wenye did not answer Lu Yan's words, but asked instead, "What do you think?"

Lu Yan scolded secretly in his heart, but he still replied honestly: "You kind of characters, turning your palms into clouds, covering your hands into rain, powerful and outrageous, I really can't imagine what the reason is that you disappeared one after another, but left to inherit one by one, and chose to be born in this life." ”

"Since you can't figure it out, don't think about it!" Shi Wenye still stood with his hands tied, and said with a wicked smile, "But I can tell you that our five plague gods were born from the most primitive filth in heaven and earth, and it can also be said to be a kind of special life, but they definitely belong to the top kind, and they have made a name for themselves in the realms, and almost everyone knows about it, and no one knows it!"

"I'm afraid it's a terrible reputation, it's terrifying!" Lu Yan couldn't help pouting in his heart, of course, he couldn't say it to his face, but said, "Why did you stay one by one, there won't be any conspiracy, right?"

"It's a secret, you don't have the right to know!" Shi Wenye smiled like a night owl, "Even if there is any conspiracy, aren't there still so many people rushing to it, but there are only a few people who are qualified to accept the inheritance, and it itself proves his potential." If you're really afraid of a conspiracy, you can leave. In front of the truly powerful, the conspiracy is nothing more than a joke, and if the conspiracy is useful, then what do you need strength for!"

Lu Yan thought about it carefully, and felt that the other party's words also had a trace of truth, as long as he had great power, then all the intrigues and tricks were not worth mentioning. But the key is that he doesn't have the strength to crush, and everything is empty talk. Moreover, he always had a feeling that the plague god in front of him obviously did not have any good intentions, and it was very likely that it was a conspiracy, and even said that most of the inheritances had their own conspiracy.

This is the feeling that Lu Yan gave birth to in an instant, and he can't say that there is any reason.

looked at the anxious Xiaobai, as if he was addicted to drugs, and scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously. Lu Yan also has his own plan, and the other party may not be well-intentioned, but he must need the inheritor to do something for him, so the inheritance must not be fake.

Moreover, whether it is Xiaobai or his own strength now, it is simply weak compared to him. Therefore, at present, he will definitely help the inheritor selflessly until the inheritor's strength reaches a certain level.

In other words, there is still a long time in the period, this is a variable, and it is not known who will eat whom.

In fact, he's gambling too!

Lu Yan is very confident in himself, not only from his own potential, but also from the other party said that he has the power of reincarnation, he seems to be quite afraid of this, only if he uses it well, it is still unknown who will kill the deer when the time comes.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan also relaxed a little. Step by step towards the stone steps of the altar.

"Figured it out?" Shi Wenye said with a smirk, "If you want to accept the inheritance, then release the essence blood and drip it onto the altar." ”

Lu Yan didn't speak, just nodded at Xiaobai.

Xiao Bai rolled his eyes, stretched out his snow-white hoof and claws very reluctantly, and bit it gently, and nine consecutive drops of bright red essence blood dripped on the runes of the altar.

gurgling

Although it was only nine drops of essence blood, it was like a fuse, and the rune groove that was dropped was gradually filled with blood. Then it was like a chain reaction, and blood flowed to every rune.

When all the runes were connected, the entire altar suddenly bloomed with a strange red glow.

Lu Yan was excluded, and Xiaobai involuntarily flew to the top of Shi Wenye's head, looking around curiously, feeling very novel.

"Knot!" Shi Wenye's face was solemn, and his hands kept sealing, which was dazzling.

Airplanes!

Finally, at a certain moment, the huge altar was so red that Lu Yansheng was forced off the altar. The bright red runes seemed to come to life, and quickly turned into Xiaobai's mind.

Xiaobai involuntarily closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, as if he was trying his best to digest the sudden information