Carlos himself had heard Wen Fei's sermon twice, and he thought that this kind of sect was not like the cults of all sizes that are popular today. The teachings of this sect are full of forgiveness.

And a group of villains, a group of murderous executioners in this American jungle, believe in this doctrine, which really makes Carlos a little confused.

Of course, Carlos himself did not join the sect. He was Hispanic, and although he used witchcraft, that didn't stop him from carrying a cross himself.

He believes that his ancestors, under the guidance of God, conquered the land under their feet. It's a miracle!

The drizzle kept falling, and everyone was drenched in the rain. They walked through a mossy forest to a deep valley.

Gradually, an old, incomplete stone road began to be discovered. Hidden in the underground among the various plants, intermittent. They walked up the trail that winded through the mountains for most of the day.

This time, everyone's face began to be solemn. In such a place, the discovery of such a stone road that is dozens of miles long, and all kinds of signs, have clearly stated that they are going to a very remarkable place.

You know, under this level of productivity in the Americas, the difficulty of building such a huge project can be imagined.

On the one hand, there is a fairly developed astronomical calendar, which makes future generations panic in 2012, and on the other hand, there is never even a wheel and iron tools.

It all relied on stone tools and shoulder-carrying people. In this tropical rainforest, I don't know how much manpower and material resources are needed to build such a long stone road.

It's a pity that such a great project has long been destroyed by the wild vegetation in the rainforest. Only a few remnants remain.

Then they began to climb higher and higher, and the thin air of the Andes made them almost breathless, and everyone was so cold that they coughed. The lowest altitude here is also around 4,300 meters.

Under the scorching sun of the day, the temperature rises high, but in the first hours of the morning, the temperature drops back to near freezing.

Even in that tent, with the stove lit for heating, it was unbearable cold.

Fortunately, in this line of work, there are characters who have been mixing in these places for many years, and they are all strong. If your health is a little worse. I'm afraid I can't stand it anymore at this time.

Of course. This qiē has nothing to do with Wen Fei. He was empty-handed. It is very easy to walk on this roadless mountain road.

Whether it was altitude sickness or a cold, moist drizzle, it didn't affect him at all.

Gradually, they found more and more shadows of the ruins. Follow an ancient road lined with white limestone ruins, high walls, and terraced rice fields. However, they were all surrounded by those green plants, and even between the walls made of solid rock, all kinds of strange vines and other plants grew tenaciously, so that the seemingly impregnable stone walls crumbled.

Wen Fei remained silent, he could feel more and more the breath in the air. If Wen Fei didn't feel wrong, these should be all yin qi.

As a character with a doppelganger in the underworld and dominating most of the Northern Song Dynasty's Yin Division, Wenda Heavenly Master couldn't be more sensitive to this kind of aura. It's just that he can't figure out how such a thick yin qi could appear in this place.

Looks. The place you are about to find is really not a good place to go. Wen Fei looked at these buildings with interest, and they all looked extremely weird. Some are oval, some are round, and a few are rectangular.

Although he doesn't know anything about archaeology, Wen Fei has almost reached a taste of returning to the basics. Instead, they did not pay attention to the power of these buildings, but rather appreciated them purely from the artistic aspect.

Although Master Wen doesn't know much about art, he has to say that many times, as long as people can calm down, they can always find beauty in something!

In the midst of those buildings, she could see countless stone carvings, which were very different from what she had seen before. In the middle of a large bird shaped like a dragon and a serpentine fish, there are some unique jaguar and monkey stone carvings.

These intricately carved reliefs look so abstract that it's hard to recognize what they are at once. It's like Picasso, the painter who painted something that no one recognized, said that his art was inspired by the ancient art of China and the Americas.

Now, Wen Fei can simply find pure beauty in these artworks left over from hundreds of years ago. You can even feel a strong feeling of admiration and awe from the works of those craftsmen back then.

There is no air of death and yin in the air, and there is more of a worship and fear of the gods in these buildings. It is not a city for the living, but a city for the dead.

The fierce gunfire of "Da Da ......" shook the silent valley.

Quinn's startled and angry voice came over, shouting, "What's going on?"

Wen Fei quickly walked towards the place where the accident occurred, and he already felt some kind of ominous aura.

When he arrived at the place, he had already found one of his disciples lying on the ground with a purple face, constantly spasming. There were several people around him, and when he saw Wen Fei coming, he quickly got out of the way.

Seeing Wen Fei approaching, the big man who was already in a dying state and whose soul was already in a semi-detached state saw a ball of light, a vast light like the sea approaching.

He suddenly struggled and jumped up, threw himself at Wen Fei's feet, and reverently shouted: "My lord, please redeem me and wash away my sins!"

Wen Fei was slightly surprised, and he already understood the reason. He put his hand on the man's forehead, sprinkled a radiance, and said, "You have been forgiven, your sins have been washed away, and you will have eternal joy in the world of bliss!"

The man's face suddenly came down with a smile of peace and joy, and he said, "I will be eternal according to the splendor of my Lord!"

As soon as he said that he tilted his head with a happy expression, he died of anger. Originally, after being poisoned, the purple-black face that had been tortured also regained its serenity.

The other murderous mercenaries who were surrounding the vicinity all had holy and solemn expressions on their faces and prayed sincerely.

A faint white light flew out of the dead man's body. Such a scene makes people see it, and it makes people sincerely reverent.

"There is an evil force entrenched here, it is not suitable for burial, let's cremate him!" Wen Fei commanded.

"Yes, Mr. Wen!" Now these mercenaries are full of reverence for Wen Fei.

Wen Fei nodded slightly and asked Quinn, "What happened?"

Quinn whispered, "I don't know where a poisonous snake came out and bit him!"

Wen Fei nodded and said, "This is not an ordinary snake. Wen Fei obviously felt the storage of yin qi in the deceased just now, if there was no Wen Fei Chaodu just now, I am afraid that his soul would not have thought of resting.

In the words of Middle-earth, even after death, this person will turn into a ghost. Stuck in this ruin, you can't get out again.

Wen Fei sneered slightly, and he guessed the matter here. It's just not known who will be the prey and who will be the hunter!

Even if it's a trap, it's an exaggeration to say that an ant sticks out its foot and trips over an elephant, but Wen Fei definitely dares to guarantee that the guy who laid the trap will be taken by surprise.

"Not good," said Quinn, angrily running over, "Carlos and his men are gone!"

Just a moment ago, Carlos and his men didn't know where they had gone.

This made Quinn immediately realize the uneasiness, all of them were characters wallowing in the pile of dead people, and they were quite sensitive to the vigilance of danger.

Wen Fei let out a sneer. "Don't worry about them, they're just bait!"

Quinn exclaimed, "So who is the fisherman?"

Seeing that Wen Fei was just pointing around, Quinn suddenly looked around alertly, but only saw all kinds of ruins around.

A little-known ancient civilization once inhabited the Andes and plateaus in Peru and built cities of this magnitude.

Although Quinn has also seen several ruined cities that are barely known to the world, hidden by the rainforest. But it's the first time I've seen it on such a large scale.

Any stone sculpture here can be sold for a good price in the market if it is taken outside. But there are so many of them, all buried in this untouched place, and not even a legend has been heard......

I haven't heard any legends...... Thinking of this, Quinn's face changed and changed. Suddenly remembering a mysterious city in the middle of this ancient American land, his face became ugly.

Quinn almost groaned, "This is the City of the Dead!" Legend has it that at the junction of the Andes Mountains and the rainforest, there is a mysterious city, which is the resting place of the dead, and every living person who breaks into it will also die. And the soul can't get rid of it, and stays to become the new undead......

In this city of kings, there is a pyramid full of tombs. When people see this pyramid, they hear the voice of the god of the underworld, McTriant Kutri. ”

"Don't worry, as long as you are pious, the glory of the Lord is everywhere!" Wen Fei said lightly.