As soon as he put away the dagger, Zheng Lei felt that his feet began to shake, and when he looked down, he saw that his feet were slowly cracking, which frightened him and hurriedly jumped to the side.

With a whoosh, Zheng Lei fell into the passage again.

Zheng Lei cursed secretly, waved the long sword in his hand and stabbed it towards the wall of the passage, with a dull sound, the long sword pierced into the wall, and his figure suddenly stopped falling.

Zheng Lei took a long breath and kicked his feet in all directions, feeling the slope of this passage, which was at least seventy degrees.

"How can people go down so steeply? Can people who go down still come up?" Zheng Lei was full of doubts, wondering if the person who built this building had his head squeezed by the door or kicked by a donkey.

It's not a way to hang in mid-air like this, Zheng Lei kicked the wall with both feet, and then slowly pulled the sword in his hand out, and then followed the power of the long sword, and before it fell, he pierced the long sword into the wall to slow down the falling power, so that he would not fall half to death when he fell to the bottom.

He didn't know how many times he had stabbed his sword into the wall, and finally his feet landed on the ground.

In the final stage of his whereabouts, Zheng Lei spotted a bright light coming from elsewhere, which looked like the light of a candle flame, and his intuition told Zheng Lei that there was another problem here.

So as soon as he fell, Zheng Lei immediately turned around and looked at the outside of the passage, and the long sword in his hand couldn't help but grasp it tightly.

Seeing this, Zheng Lei couldn't help but gasp, judging from the entrance of the passage and the space he saw in front of him, it was no different from the previous floor, but this space was extraordinary.

It is also a huge underground cave, but it is not empty at all, on the top of the cave, a simple oil lamp hangs down at intervals, I don't know how long it has been burning, and it is still burning there silently.

An oil lamp illuminated the entire cave, and on the ground, statue-like people knelt there, each dressed in white, and the postures of these people were all exactly the same, with their hands in front of their chests, and their heads lowered vigorously, from the point of view of form, very religious.

Zheng Lei knew that he might have arrived at the lair of the person who was pretending to be a god behind his back, and it was also a gathering place, because of this posture, Zheng Lei had seen it more than once.

Suddenly seeing such a scene, Zheng Lei's heart was not very adaptable, because these kneeling "people" were all dead, and none of the people he saw at a glance were old, that is to say, everyone here represented a young life who died unexpectedly, and after death, he could not be reincarnated, and he had to be enslaved by his soul and do some unsightly things for them.

Looking at these people kneeling here, Zheng Lei suddenly became angry, and took a general look, there are thousands of people here, in such a big cave, there are people in the same state kneeling densely, I don't know how poor and vicious the people who killed these people are, and they have ruined so many young lives.

Zheng Lei cautiously walked into the group of "people", and at the same time cautiously felt the beads from his heart, and there was no sense of warmth coming from the beads, which meant that there were no cultivators around Zheng Lei for the time being, as for whether there would be in the future, he couldn't know.

Walking in the "people" crowd, Zheng Lei has a more atmosphere, among these "people", most of them are young women, he doesn't have to think about it, the last scene of these girls before they die must be very miserable, and what they lost was not only their lives.

The lotus flower, which had been clinging to his left hand, began to tremble gently when he walked into the group of "people", as if he felt something.

Zheng Lei faintly felt that Nie Yuan's corpse was in the space of this layer, and at the same time, he was also very strange, the temperature here was moderate, neither hot nor cold, but I don't know why, these lifeless corpses, in the space of this layer, there was not the slightest rancid smell coming out.

After walking for a while, Zheng Lei saw a girl still holding a book in her hand, the book was already a little rotten, but the person was okay at all, he took a closer look, and couldn't help but be a little frightened, this book is a textbook, and the book cover actually says "Nanshan University", next to these four words, there should be words, but it was blocked in the girl's hand, thinking that it should be the girl's name.

He bent down to look at the girl's face, not Nie Yuan, but saw the girl's face full of horror and unwillingness, what a weak confession, before he died, he saw the most fearful thing in his life, and there was not even a thing around him that could give him psychological comfort, only holding the book he used in class every day, in order to give himself some protection.

Zheng Lei held the sword in his hand tightly, slowly stood up straight, looked around, and said word by word: "I, Zheng Lei, swear here today! No matter where I go in this life, I will definitely kill the people who hurt you, and I will not regret it in this life!"

The generous voice echoed in this underground space, and a very slight gust of wind slowly swayed on the ground, gently brushing Zheng Lei's body, as if these unjustly killed souls were making their last cry and gratitude.

Turning around, Zheng Lei walked towards the center with firm steps, and the lotus flower in his hand was guiding Zheng Lei, allowing him to approach Nie Yuan's corpse little by little.

When he walked out of the "people" group, Zheng Lei saw the familiar Temple of Heaven again, here, Zheng Lei finally saw some different places, on the side of the Temple of Heaven, there was a small platform, and four cyan coffins were placed around the platform, and all the "people" here were kneeling facing this platform.

On the platform, there is only one stone chair, which looks very simple.

Seeing this stone chair, Zheng Lei was full of anger, raised his hand and shot out a thunderbolt, right in the middle of the stone chair, after a rumbling sound, the stone chair was not damaged at all, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, you must know that he is now a real third step of cultivation, the power of this thunder is far from comparable to his day, Rao is so, still unable to damage the stone chair.

"Hmph, even if I can't destroy you, I'll do something for them!" Zheng Lei pressed his hands to the ground, and spiritual power poured out along his ten fingers, each of which was wrapped around a corpse, and then twisted the direction of their kneeling in other directions.

He knew that if the souls of these people were there, they would definitely not be willing to bow down to the people on the stone chair like this, although they couldn't kill the people on the stone chair right now, but they could give these corpses some relief, and his heart would feel better.