Ximen Guanxi and Xuan Lingzi continued to fly down, and the content of the murals on both sides gradually increased ancient legends and stories, including Kuafu's day-by-day, Jingwei reclamation, Dayu's water control, etc., the vigorous and simple lines have a unique flavor.

Ximen Guanxi's heart was unstable and uncertain, and it looked like a living thing, but it was more vivid.

"If you have a hallucination, concentrate your mind and roar at the illusion, or you can clear the obstacles, and the lion's roar of Buddhism is the most successful way to remove the obstacles. Xuan Lingzi taught.

An ugly and vicious god with his nostrils facing the sky held a huge hammer and beat it down angrily, and Ximen Guanxi raised his breath and let the hammer hit his head.

Ximen Guanxi's scalp was numb, and he let out a cold sweat, and the phantom of the god gradually dissipated.

"Haha, don't be afraid, little doll, be bold and use your willpower to break the illusory magic barrier, my old man will take care of you!" said the old fairy with a smile.

If it weren't for the presence of the old immortals, where would Ximen Guanxi dare to let the hammer be beaten on the head, the virtual and the real are both real and illusory, and they can't guess through it, they can't see clearly, they don't know if it's really illusory, if it's real, wouldn't they be killed on the spot.

'Huh' A huge silver arrow shot through the air, it seemed that the sky was full of huge arrows, and in the far air stood a naked man with a beard and a giant bow in animal skin.

Ximen Guanxi calmly shouted at the arrow, his shouting was full of anger, and a tongue of fire spat out from his mouth, burning the void crackling. The sharp arrows pierced through his body, and Ximen Guanxi was panting, and his forehead was drenched in cold sweat. When the phantom gradually dissipated, a vivid picture of the sun in front of him.

Suddenly there was a heat wave in front of him, and the fierce man with a thin face, bulging cheekbones, and a fire in his eyes stood on the fire dragon with teeth and claws.

The Qingling bead on Ximen Guanxi's forehead swirled, and the clear air on his body swirled, and he opened his mouth to exhale a breath of cold air, allowing the fierce man with dry skin and flying flames around his body to stab the iron fork in his hand on his head.

It was another false alarm, and when the phantom of the fierce man dispersed, what was in front of him was a picture of Zhu Rong riding a fire dragon battle.

"Hey, how deep is this sinkhole?" shouted Simon Guanxi, who was in a fluctuating mood by the illusion, and the voice continued without hearing a response.

"I don't know how deep it is! or a bottomless pit!" Xing Tianxuan's voice came up from below, and through the air in the cave, it sounded a little sharp, a little trembling, and even a little terrifying.

Further down, there are fewer frescoes around, and the water on the rock walls begins to increase. The viscous solution on the wet rock wall emits a sour odor, and the strong acidity is very easy to corrode the skin.

With a 'snort' sound, a drop of yellow-green viscous liquid fell on the back of Simon Guanxi's hand, boiling like lard falling on a hot iron plate, Rao is his skin was rough and thick, and there was still a feeling of pain, and the back of his hand soon had a red spot.

If an ordinary person were to be stained with such a viscous liquid on their body, I am afraid that the corroded wound would be deep into the bones.

The miserable white glow of the Yuan Lingguang Stone shone on the disgusting rock wall full of sour slime, and there were yellow bumps with black spots on the mucus, and Simon Guanxi didn't pay attention to see that the yellow bumps were actually wriggling, and the mouthparts in front of him were devouring acid, and they were actually worms, and the black spots were spots on the heads of the worms.

"This is a rock devouring insect, which can devour strong acid and digest rocks with strong acid, as long as there are rocks, it will not starve to death, and its body contains highly poisonous!" Xuan Lingzi then added: "Using the body of the rock devouring insect to dry and grind powder as the main ingredient can be refined into a highly toxic 'Ten Steps', and the poisoned person will die of poison in ten steps." The black substance on the head of the rock eater can extract the precious spice 'insect-eating incense', and the famous aroma is highly toxic 'three-step absolute' is based on 'insect-eating incense' as the main material, and the poisoned person dies in three steps. ”

"Some pills need 'Worm Devouring Incense' as a catalyst to be refined!" Xuan Lingzi said, grabbed a few rock devouring insects and put them in special jet-black vessels, handed them to Ximen Guanxi, and told him to feed them well.

'Crunch, crunch' The sound of rock eaters gnawing at rocks from the rock wall made me goosebumps.

The further down it goes, the colder it gets, and the higher the air pressure, and it's already a cold and high-pressure climate, and the cold wind is blowing up from below.

The howling of the cold wind was gradually mixed with a small but numbing sound, and the sound was getting closer and closer, as if countless ghosts were crying, mixed with countless resentments.

Boundless resentment surged up from below, such a huge and vast resentment, how many ghost grievances should there be, it seems that the entire underground resentful ghosts are collecting debts from the unfair world.

Those who are mentally unstable are affected by this chaotic and complex resentment, and immediately go crazy, and those who are unstable in the Dao Foundation are affected by this chaotic and complex resentment, and immediately fall into demons.

"Shouldn't this be the outlet for the ghosts of the entire Netherworld to howl and vent their grievances!" Simon Guanxi's mind was buzzing, and he had a feeling that he was going crazy.

Xuan Lingzi's body was full of clear light, and obscure and distracting thoughts could not get close.

"Ancestor, I'm going crazy!" shouted Simon Guanxi clutching his ears, but the voice of the resentful spirit was pervasive.

"Meditate cross-legged, close your eyes lightly, smile, and keep your heart on the altar, as if you don't move!"

Ximen Guanxi meditated cross-legged as he said, closed his eyes, abandoned his distracting thoughts and guarded the spiritual platform, and everything moved but only I did not move.

Xuan Lingzi led him down slowly, and did not cast a spell to drive away the resentment and noise around him.

The chaotic distractions washed over the brain like a blade, Ximen Guanxi kept shaking his head in pain, and his mind was on the verge of collapse several times, if he couldn't resist it, he would immediately fall into a demon.

Every time the mind was on the verge of collapse, the Qingling Bead turned, and the clear stream like a sweet spring overflowed all over the body, and the pain was relieved to a certain extent, and even there was a slight comfortable pleasure in the pain.

Xuan Lingzi lovingly watched the painful expression on his face change, and he had practiced about a cup of tea. Xuan Lingzi's finger pointed out, and a cage of bright light wrapped Ximen Guanxi's head. This glimmer of light is like a ray of light in the darkness, like a little support of the victim when he is in danger, or let the person who is in a puzzle suddenly open up, Simon Guanxi suddenly has a clear mind, open his eyes and no longer be disturbed by the magic sound into the brain, the voice is vivid in his ears, but he no longer feels pain.

Since the ancients loved children, it should be, and the gratitude to the ancestors naturally did not need to be expressed, and with a hearty smile, Ximen Guanxi accelerated the speed of his fall.

Finally, it looked like it was about to fall to the bottom, and a faint glow shone in at the bottom, and I carefully came out of the exit at the bottom of the cave, and in front of me was a large open green space. The faint green light was very elegant, not dazzling at all, faintly illuminating the surrounding scenery.

Ximen Guanxi looked around, the bottom of this space is a network of criss-crossing tubes, there is endless space under the net, the tubes are thick and thin like rattans, and there is a lump bulge at the interlacing, it is the faint green light emitted by these rattan-like tubes that illuminates the whole space, and the dark green light emitted by the bumps at the intersection will be brighter. These rattan-like tubes look like blood vessels, with a faint flow of fluid in between.

If you look closely, you will find that there are green insects crawling on the criss-crossing tubes, called Yin Corpse Worms, and wriggling small insects with black heads with a little fluorescence, called Black Dead Worms.

Yin corpse insects and black dead insects crawl on the minced meat of the corpse to suck nutrients, these pulp minced meat should be those who were sacrificed! There are also some clothing remains faintly visible on the rattan-like tube, and the mucus secreted by the tube can turn the clothes into nutrients for the greedy black dead insects to absorb.

The lump bulge at the intersection of the tubular object flares up from time to time with a bubble, and the bubble with white light breaks away from the lump bulge and slowly flies to the same place, that place is a ball of light hanging in the air, and the ball of light emits a bright soft white light, giving people a sense of emptiness. The bubble seems to be attracted by the ball of light, and when it flies into the ball of light, it disappears without a trace, and merges with the ball of light, and must be absorbed.

There was a figure standing not far from the direction of the ball of light, his face was carrying white light, and his robe with a lot of white ice was flying in the wind, and under the reflection of the faint green light, the figure of the person standing in the air was like a ghost, he was the patriarch of the Wu clan, Xing Tianxuan.

"Where are the people from my Xuantian Gate?" asked in Xuan Lingzi's old voice.

"What kind of garlic to pretend, they would have died a long time ago!" Xing Tian said solemnly.

"The old man just wants to hear you say it from your mouth! Since you dare to say it, it seems that you have no fear, or you don't take my old man seriously!" The cold wind blew with ice slag, Xuan Lingzi's white beard floated up, staring at the person in front of him and sneering.

"Haha, Lord Earth Immortal, I don't dare not take you seriously!" Xing Tianchuan raised his head and laughed, he was full of pride, and suddenly his tone changed, and he seemed to be very vicissitudes of life: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves!"

"Then do you have to go against me, and you will not give up until you live or die?" Xuan Lingzi looked at each other with expectant eyes as if he was fine.

"Yes, you're very smart!" Xing Tianchuan said bluntly.

"What do you want in me, or do you want the body of an old man?" Xuan Lingzi said with a big grin, looking harmless to humans and animals!

"Lord Earth Immortal, let's not beat around the bush, you guessed that the disciple is dead, and he is willing to venture into the tiger's den, what do you want? My body is worthless, and I don't have any treasures in my pocket!" Xing Tianchuan said coldly.

"The disciples of the sect can escape the catastrophe, even if there is a 1 in 10,000 chance, my old man can't help but fight for it! By the way, collect the things behind the witch god, the holy spirit of the witch god, just cheapen my old immortal!" Xuan Lingzi's tone was very flat and unwavering.

"Xuan Lingzi, even if you get the Holy Spirit of the Witch God, you can't cultivate into a Heavenly Immortal, you know, now that the Heavenly Dao has changed, the entire Heavenly Dao Law can no longer be cultivated into a Heavenly Immortal, so you don't have to waste your efforts!" After pondering for a while, Xing Tian opened his mouth.

Noncommittal to Xing Tianzhuo's point of view, Xuan Lingzi said with an indifferent expression: "So the old man should give this empty skin bag to help you resurrect the witch god, and the resurrected witch god will also let the old soul get eternal life, right?"

"Yes, this is a bright avenue pointed out to you by the great witch god! Xing Tianzhuo, seeing the holy spirit of the witch god, don't you come and kneel down quickly!" Xing Tianzhuo's voice was like the sound of bells and drums hitting his heart, full of charming tricks, and he launched a witchcraft attack quietly.

"Oh, the old decay has been sold, and you have to ask the person who sold the person to ask for the interest on the loan for the money from the sale!" The clear light on his body broke Xing Tianzhuo's witchcraft, Xuan Lingzi scratched his head, and his face was dazed, as if he couldn't get around the bend.

"Ancestor, save us!" The distorted faces of Chiyan Zhenren and Xuanyue Zhenren appeared on the mysterious ball of light, struggling in pain and shouting for help.

"Old Ancestor, I saw Uncle Xuan Yue and Uncle Chiyan shouting for help on the ball of light!" Ximen Guanxi was very anxious, and he was about to step forward to save people with a silver gun in his hand.

"Wake up!" Xuan Lingzi grabbed Ximen Guanxi and yelled in his ear, and then said: "Heart guard the spiritual platform, drive away illusions!"

Ximen Guanxi's expression was awe-inspiring, and he silently recited the method of cultivating his mind, and gradually his head cleared up and his hallucination retreated.

"There are a lot of tricks and witchcraft in the witch clan, you have to stay awake and be extra careful!" Xuan Lingzi admonished.

"Xuan Lingzi, come and kneel in front of the Holy Spirit of the Witch God!" Xing Tianzhuo launched another mysterious witchcraft sneak attack, wanting to break through Xuan Lingzi's spiritual defense line in one fell swoop.

"Put away your flowery heart! This little trick can also dare to show off!" Xuan Lingzi's buttocks twisted, and his body suddenly disappeared in front of Xing Tianxuan, and a stick pointed at his chest.

Xing Tianxuan was shocked when he saw Xuan Lingzi twisting his buttocks, the yellow paper in his hand burned out in an instant, and after his body disappeared from the space, he suddenly appeared in the distance ten zhang away.

"Teleport! He will teleport too!" said Ximen Guanxi in horror, but he thought that Xing Tianchuan was also a master of the Dao.

"It's not teleportation to comprehend the laws of space, it's the body transfer method of witchcraft, and his witchcraft is blessed by the witch spirit!" Xuan Lingzi stood in the air and said lightly.

"Lord Earth Immortal, you're right, with the blessing of the Witch Spirit, you can't easily defeat me!" Xing Tianxuan's voice was as sharp as a night owl in this special space, sounding as if a sharp cone was pierced into his head, and ordinary people would go crazy in an instant.

Xuan Lingzi twisted his butt again and clicked over, Xing Tian burned a piece of yellow paper, and his figure retreated sharply.

"Look how much yellow paper you still have to burn!" Xuan Lingzi continued to fight and pointed at his opponent's chest.

Xing Tianchuan didn't confront Xuan Lingzi head-on, and in the dodge, he reached his body with one hand, grabbed a thick stack of yellow paper, and said: "There are a thousand stacks of yellow paper here, and there are at least a few thousand stacks in my storage bag!"

Xuan Lingzi continued to pursue, Xing Tian swept in a thrilling way, and muttered a small summoning spell in his retreat, and the entire space shook.

The tubes crisscrossed into a network like trees and vines shook violently, and the middle part of the bulge and bulge of the tube became extremely bloated during the shaking, and after the bloated part was broken, one by one the naked cyan monsters covered in slime jumped up, and the ice slag gradually condensed into an iceman in the howling wind.

"Kill them!" Xing Tianxuan's hand pointed at the two of them, using a small summoning technique to control these green monsters and icemen.