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Sitting majestically, standing tall at the foot of the dead mountain, all the cultivators gathered.

When they first entered the abyss, the team was integrated and numbered as many as 100 people, but when they were reunited, the number of people dropped sharply to less than 60 people. This was a big blow to the cultivators of the various sects who were well prepared and ambitious to explore the ancient ruins.

The dead mountain is nearly 10,000 zhang high, the mountain body is changeable, sometimes steep and sometimes slow, steep and majestic, and there are, there are countless strange stone cliffs, there are waterfalls from the mountainside to smash down angrily, the rumbling is monstrous, slap on the earth, form the fierce power that shakes all directions, shakes people's hearts.

This mountain peak, in the entire dead island, is also a special place, for some reason, the island's intelligent indigenous creatures rarely climb this mountain, only extremely fierce abyssal insects and beasts, will choose to build a nest on the mountain.

When everyone first climbed the Death Mountain, they were attacked by a four-winged abyssal insect that resembled a centipede, was meters long, and was as fast as lightning.

At this time, the battle was nearing its end, and the ground was full of insect and beast corpses, dark green blood and water, full of pungent smell, sprinkled on the ground, making a snorting sound, and the mountain that had hardened the iron and stone was corroded into a honeycomb.

There was a cultivator on the ground who had died in battle, contaminated with poisonous blood and water, and turned into nothingness in a single breath.

I wish the nine fingers end of the wood system to fluctuate, there is a light golden glow, full of agility, turning into a golden vine, the pattern is bright, with the ability to detain and absorb.

At this moment, the golden vine had just penetrated and absorbed the essence of a flying centipede's body, causing it to dry and shrink, as if it had been burned by flames, and the corpse was sprinkled in the form of dry powder, and a gust of mountain wind blew, leaving nothing left.

After the end of the battle, the cultivators went through thorns and thorns along the way, and they fought continuously.

The horntooth worm, several feet long, is like iron casting, and its limbs and feet are like knives, and the ghostly light is shining. Moths as big as eagles, swarms and sprinkle powdery poison as they fly. The overwhelming surge makes people's hairs stand on end.

In this way, there are many commons, and there are more than 100 kinds of insects and beasts, and almost every few miles up, they will be attacked by different evil things.

Fortunately, at this time, the whole team was in one place, and the strength was strong, although the fierce battles were frequent, there were few dead.

After a few hours, they finally reached the top of the mountain.

Up to this point. There were also nearly fifty cultivators in the ranks.

The top of the mountain is hundreds of zhang wide, silent as death, there is no sound at all, the terrain is relatively flat, only in the center of the mountaintop, there is a dead gray stone, mottled and old.

This stone, in the legends handed down by the natives of the Dead Island, is countless years ago. Soaring up from the darkness further down the abyss, it seems to contain some kind of great secret beneath the abyss, in the endless depths.

Legend has it that it was taboo by heaven when it was born. There was once a Dao palace on the top of the firmament, and the seven-colored divine thunder fell from the sky, smashing this stone like a torrential rain.

In the end, there was a giant lightning nearly 100 miles long, which slashed through the air and ignited. The glorious mountains and rivers have alarmed the entire world.

The thunderbolt did not attack the stone directly, but plunged straight into the darkness beneath the abyss.

Very strange.

The stone inherited the seven-colored divine thunder and smashed wildly. But when the thunder slashed into the dark abyss, it suddenly shattered, and finally only a small part remained, sitting on the top of the Dead Mountain for hundreds of millions of years.

After Zhu Jiu climbed to the top of the mountain, he looked at this stone from afar.

It is oval-shaped, like an egg, and looks very quaint, and the most unusual thing is that there is a gap in the center, in which it has been oozing dark red liquid for many years, as if it is bleeding.

This dark red liquid, coalescing under the stone to form a pool of blood, is big, never dries up, has no smell of blood, but has a strange fragrance, very strange.

Zhu Jiu was faintly wary of this stone, and had no intention of approaching, in fact, there were many secret objects in the abyss, and there were many evil powers, so he should be careful.

Standing on the top of the Dead Mountain, overlooking below, the entire Dead Island is in full view, there are the remains of abyssal beasts everywhere, and the aura of black death permeates the whole island.

Some positions have a monstrous aura, all of them are the silent places of the seventh-order abyssal beasts, and the breath on a single corpse can collapse all things, with the current level of mana of all cultivators, passing by such a location, they must go around, and they can't go forward at all.

Zhu Jiu looked at the direction of the old turtle on the stele, where the black gas was rolling, covering the sky and the sun, there was a terrible scream, which was repeatedly transmitted, and the distance was far away, and it was still faintly audible.

According to the prior agreement, at this time, the matter of opening the ruins has nothing to do with the abyss cultivators, and it needs to be done by merging with other sects.

At this time, people from many sects gathered together, and several leaders all sacrificed a piece of slap bone utensils, like the bones of some kind of creature, carrying the weight of time.

Several bones docked, and a beast shadow appeared in the void, shaped like a cow, but the whole body was full of horns and horns, burning with red flames.

As soon as this beast shadow appeared, the broken stone in the center of the mountain peak suddenly buzzed, and a pool of blood below it, and the dark red water flowed into a rushing river, all of which were swallowed by the phantom of the beast in mid-air.

In an instant, the beast manifested its true form, as if it had come to life, and began to run in the air.

Its hooves, stepping on the void, as if stepping on the ground, make a 'boom' sound, like a drum, beating the heart of the listener.

This sound forms a kind of secret rhyme, connected together, and there is a faint haze, which appears with the sound.

Gradually, this mountain top became misty, as if it had turned into a desolate place, and the air was rippling with ancient luck.

Suddenly, the black beast running in the void opened its mouth and howled, and its sound was like thunder.

This howl, there seems to be some kind of secret current in the dark that has been touched,

The whole dead mountain rumbled, and the stone on the top of the mountain sank silently and disappeared, while the ground was parting to the sides, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth, and the whole dead island trembled with it.

Everyone was stunned and retreated at the same time.

Eventually, the Dead Mountain was completely split into two halves, forming a bottomless canyon, like a demon's mouth, from which a surging death qi poured out and rushed into the sky.

The strange beast running in the void flashed, turned around and plunged into the valley, and disappeared.

Zhu Jiu stood on one side of the cliff wall like a mountain, his eyes turned into lightning, cracked the darkness, and looked at the bottom of the crack in the canyon.

The scene he saw made Zhu Jiu slightly stunned, and when the crack was cracked, he was lifeless, but at this time, he looked down from above, and at the bottom of the cracked valley, there was a faint halo of color, and there was an auspicious glow, which was very unexpected.

On the boundless dead island, the mountain cracked, revealing a place full of ruiqi, which became more unusual and full of mysteries.

Everyone on the side also looked under the probe, looked at each other, and they were all surprised, someone released a detection technique, fell into the gap, all the way unhindered, and successfully reached the bottom.

The cultivators looked at each other and began to fall, full of caution and caution.

In the process of falling, at first it was a dead breath, but it gradually sank, the surrounding light and color changed, and the illusion was hazy, as if entering the blessed land of the cave, it was steaming, and it never encountered a trace of danger.

The real scene at the bottom of the valley gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes, causing many people to shout.

The bottom of the valley is about a thousand zhang area, there is a secret rhyme, the ground is a metal similar to bronze material laying, I don't know how long it has existed, even the breath that emanates is full of simplicity.

On the pattern of the valley ground, there are countless patterns carved with sacrifices, most of which are all kinds of rare birds and beasts.

The most amazing thing is that these carved patterns actually manifest the form of a real beast, like a living creature, building a body with light, and the lines flicker around the body, almost no different from the real beast, very miraculous.

Judging from this, after endless years, this valley wrapped in the belly of the dead mountain, everything seems to be running as usual, without any damage, which is incredible.

Seeing the whereabouts of everyone, these strange beasts that had turned out of the formation were still watching with vigilance, just like living creatures, it was wonderful.

In the center of the valley, the colorful light soars into the sky, forming a circle of halos, faintly humming, and the spatial fluctuations are obvious.

Everyone knew at first glance that the place where the halo was located must be an ancient teleportation array that had been built a long time ago and was still operating as usual.

At this time, Zhu Jiu's Zhihai Tianbang, Xuanhuang was weaving, and line after line of handwriting quickly appeared:

"The various arrangements of this valley, according to this list, seem to have a faint connection with the place called the Cave Heaven Realm in ancient times. According to the valley wrapped in the belly of this mountain, full of auspiciousness, the original appearance of the entire dead island should also be a treasure land full of vitality and vitality, I don't know what kind of changes have happened in the long passage of time, and now it is lifeless and full of weirdness. ”

Everyone was more than ten feet away from the valley, hanging in the air, and no one dared to fall on the ground below, and the barren man spoke first:

"Now it seems that the colored light in the center of this valley is undoubtedly the spatial teleportation entrance to the ancient ruins, which of us will go first?"

Everyone is silent, and no one will be the first to face the unknown dangers that may exist at this time.

Only Zhu Jiu's eyes flickered, and he whispered to a few abyss cultivators and Luo Yan, and then suddenly walked out of the crowd, volleying forward, and being the first to walk towards the position of the hazy teleportation array eye.

'Snort~~~'

Those alien beasts carved out of the formation pattern sacrifice jumped up one after another, making a sound of breaking the sky, forming an attack on Zhu Jiu, not allowing people to approach the central teleportation array.

The attack of these array beasts seems to be a test, and only those who defeat the array beasts are qualified to enter the teleportation array.

The speed of Zhu Jiu's body shape did not change at all, but there was a sudden flash of green light beside him, a Dapeng was born, fierce and powerful, its claws were peerless, and the sharp light flickered, and there was a sword rain in the air, sealing a side of the world and forming a sword net, and countless stried array beasts were all strangled, disintegrated into light, and fell into the bronze formation on the ground.

After a while, the array was bright, and these strange beasts reappeared, but they no longer attacked Zhu Jiu, and let him walk towards the spatial teleportation array in the center of the valley.

When Zhu Jiu's figure really submerged in the layers of color halos, he stood in the center of the teleportation array.

This small valley was instantly filled with light, and the void was rippling, runes rained down, colored lights were layered, and secret rhymes were exchanged.

In the bloom of the colorful glow, Zhu Jiu's figure slowly blurred and finally disappeared.

~(To be continued......)