8-332 The Center of the World

The Milky Way stretched across the sky was starry, but the jungle below was pitch black.

When he had fled hundreds of miles and was approaching the end of the day, Li Hong stopped, glanced at Acatek, who was almost unconscious in his hand, and made a gesture with one hand towards Lingyizi who was not far away.

It's to the ground. Between the mountains, a large tower-like structure rises high above the jungle. There are at least nine tiers of stepped structure, each very high, with flawless ziggurat shapes on the sides, and a majestic flat-topped temple with numerous colonnades on the top floor. All the buildings of this great city face this magnificent temple. Under the dim starlight, four wide stone paths lead to the temple from east, west, north and south.

Such a pattern proves that in the minds of the natives, this temple is the center of the world.

There are strong Yin aura fluctuations in the extreme depths of the temple's underground, and there are more than that. Li Hong frowned unconsciously, and subconsciously touched Xiao Fei, who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

Landed, placed Acatac on the ground, and patted his vest lightly, imbuing him with a gentle sense of insight. Acatek woke up from his comatose state, and immediately understood after looking at Li Hong. He moved his arms, and immediately climbed a large tree beside him like an ape, looking into the distance.

Although the jungle was dark and the starlight was not very bright, Acatek, as a mortal, could still easily see the huge temple more than ten miles away.

The temple was brightly lit, there were many people walking around from the inside out, and there were dozens of small white dots under the porch that kept bowing—all of them the priests of the temple. Bands of spear-armed natives patrolled the area, heavily guarded, and every once in a while, a hundredth-bound natives were escorted up the high steps and into the depths of the temple.

Seeing this scene, Acatek suddenly became excited, jumped off the ground, pointed his fingers and whispered excitedly at Li Hong, seeing that Li Hong and Ling Yizi did not understand, he scratched his scalp in distress, squatted on the ground, and scribbled one stroke at a time. Even though it was too dark and Acatac was scribbling entirely on his own senses, Li Hong and Ling Yizi still understood what he meant.

The priest of the Temple of the Evil God is performing a sacrifice with a living person, and there may be his people inside, and he must try to stop them and rescue them!

"Okay, let's save people, you stay here!"

Li Hong and Ling Yizi flew towards the temple.

Getting closer and closer, seeing that he was about to fly out of the jungle, suddenly the Lingyizi beside him stopped suddenly, Li Hong was stunned, and then heard Lingyizi say: "Stop! Do you feel it? There is a ban in this place, if we fly straight over, it will definitely touch the ban, and we must collect our spiritual power to mix in." ”

Li Hong hurriedly probed out his sense and sensed carefully. Sure enough, Lingyizi was right, the high wall around the city looked new, but there were still old and low wall ruins under the wall. This circle of low walls is distinctly fluctuating with the force field.

The divine sense probed into the big city, and found that all the buildings were new, and the oldest buildings would not be more than a hundred years old, but the entire city was full of force field fluctuations, and there were many remnants of old stone piles and low walls. It shows that these natives who believe in evil gods are rebuilding a new city on a ruin.

Coupled with the huge amount of Yin Spiritual Qi fluctuations in the eyes of the Yin Spirit in the depths of the temple and the thing underneath, the truth is about to come out.

The natives here are quite clever and clearly use the temple left by the ancient gods, or they originally believed in the ancient gods who built the temple. And the Old Gods also left a terrible guard.

This terrible guard is the evil god that these natives now worship.

A vicious battle is inevitable. Li Hong was not only not afraid, but also had a long-lost feeling of blood boiling in his heart. I just wanted to discuss with Ling Yizi about how to get in, but I saw that Ling Yizi started to take off his clothes without saying a word, and in a blink of an eye, his whole body was naked, and he turned his back and grabbed the mud on the ground and wiped it on his body.

Li Hong was stunned, "What are you?"

Lingyizi said: "Pretend to be a native and mix in first." ”

The "......" method is really a bit embarrassing, but Li Hong still has to admit in his heart that this method is indeed the best way not to alarm the local people and the thing. I had no choice but to learn from Lingyizi's appearance to take off my clothes first, wipe the mud on my smooth body and face, wipe it like a black clay figure, and fold a few large branches and leaves and tie them around my waist to block the key parts.

The two looked at each other, and Li Hong couldn't help laughing, almost revealing his hide.

Ling Yizi was very serious, and said lightly: "Let's go." ”

The Great City of the Evil Gods had gates on each side of the wall, but it was almost midnight, and the gates were still wide open, and many torches from the jungle led to it—the nearby natives had been escorting their captives.

It didn't take long for Li Hong and Ling Yizi to wait for such a team of natives to escort the captives. It caused a little chaos first. When the natives who escorted the captives regrouped their team, they found that there were not only many captives, but also two more!

The people of the escort team counted and counted, puzzled, but the people in front of the team were impatient, and they screamed twice, and soon someone came to tie Li Hong and Lingyizi hand and foot, and tied them with all the captives. The long procession continued towards the city gates.

Passing through the city gates, the procession did not go towards the temple, but crossed the street and entered a walled building to the southeast.

Under the light of the torches, Rao is Li Hong was bold and couldn't help but be startled.

The whole building is a prison cell. The high walls, the wooden watchtowers on all sides, and the hollowed-out central ground filled with dirty water, are a water dungeon deep in the ground. Countless captives from all directions were densely packed in the dirty water, and the water surface was covered with maggot feces and other filth, and there were many rotting corpses floating in the dirty water. The dirty water was so deep that the living natives had to tiptoe to barely get their noses out of the water.

The light of the fire shone on the faces of the natives through the thick wooden grate covering the water prison, and all of them had a numb and desperate look, and they were so sleepy that they slipped silently into the water and drowned. It didn't take long for another half-sinking and half-floating corpse in the dirty water.

The whole water prison is a hell on earth, and the natives are like dogs, and the superior kind is in charge of their life and death. Every few moments, a man was pulled out of the water, tied up, and escorted to the temple.

The wooden grating that covered the water prison was pulled up a corner. The captive natives were tied together with a long rope. Two guards stood in front of the fence, one on the left and one on the right, pushing each captive into the water dungeon. When half of the people were pushed down, without warning, a watchtower on the side suddenly tilted rapidly, and the sentries above screamed in fright, and one by one they fell down like cooked dumplings.

The native guards all flew over to save the people. No one noticed, and at that moment, the two captives at the end of the line were gone.

The next moment, two tall priests in white robes quietly walked into the brightly lit temple hall.

The temple was full of priests, no less than three or five hundred, prostrate on the ground and prostrate, chanting the same long and strange tunes. A long red felt led from the doorway to the center of the hall, where there was a square well fence made of stone a square foot, and the mouth of the well rose with a strange black gas, with a violent rancid smell and bloody smell.

Every once in a while, a blindfolded captive was brought to the well by heavily armed natives, and two priests came up and poured the captive with a strange-smelling black ointment, singing the strange tune loudly, and then pushed the captive down.

The native captives who had fallen into the well let out a long cry, and the sound kept going down, and suddenly the sound stopped abruptly, as if it had been cut in the throat. If you think that the natives will be mishap.

The natives chanted louder and swayed their bodies with their hands raised and visibly excited, and this remained the case until the next captive brought in.

It seems that the Lord is in the mouth of the well. Li Hong lifted the white hood that covered most of his face and looked at the Lingyizi beside him.

Ling Yizi pointed to the central wellhead and gestured to Li Hong.

The two of them attacked at the same time, flew up, and swept straight towards the well in the center of the hall. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen priests and warriors near the mouth of the well fell into the mouth of the well, and then the two of them jumped into the mouth of the well.

The surrounding priests only felt that the light suddenly dimmed, and the sudden strange wind blew through the door, and they looked at it and shouted in unison, and the chief priests near the wellhead actually disappeared together!

The sacrifice had to be stopped, and the priests were all frightened, and immediately some people ran all the way to the palace with a shout.

Beneath the temple turned out to be a bottomless abyss.

There is only one zhang square above, but the diameter is larger the further down, and after reaching a hundred zhang, it is clear that it is already in a huge cave. The cave was bottomless, and there were bursts of black gas rising from the bottom, with a strange dull roar, and a strange red light that flickered and flickered out of nowhere, but it was not very dark.

An extremely dangerous sense came to his heart, Li Hong's hair stood upside down, his hand pinched the sword technique, the moon gap came out through his forehead, and a brilliant golden light like a golden dragon swirled around his body.

At the same time, Lingyizi asked, and the snowy blade of the divine soldier reflected Lingyizi as cold and solemn as snow.

"Be on guard!" Ling Yizi shouted.

Suddenly, there was a strong gust of fishy wind, the stench was suffocating, and the screaming priests suddenly disappeared into the stench vortex. In the darkness, something is climbing......

Li Hong suddenly froze. Sure enough, it's an ancient flood troll.

In the abyss below, something slowly lifted its massive head. Two large, eerie red eyes emitted a short red light. The red light was as long as a hundred zhang at the longest, straight and undispersed, and the lightning-like abyss at the bottom of the dense black fog passed through, illuminating everywhere it went. And that thing is even bigger than every.

Its body was too big to be seen, as if the entire abyss was its body. The two long horns on his head were like tangled towering trees, which actually reminded Li Hong of the towering Fusang immortal tree in the sea of the temple city. Between the horns were tall clusters of strange black stingers erected like mountains, and the big red eyes of the demon flashed under the "mountains". The big open mouth couldn't see how big it was, but the monster could form a whirlpool of qi with one breath and one breath, and it was conceivable that this mouth must be very large, and it could even suck the natives into their stomachs effortlessly.

This thing, entrenched in the abyss, is a mountain in itself.

It had already felt the enemy coming in, and its body rose higher and higher from the abyss, and after a moment it suddenly came to a standstill.

Li Hong immediately felt that something was pressing towards him like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

I don't know what it is, but the air flow alone is suffocating, and I can't help myself, Li Hong was pressed down hard, and below is the monster's open mouth.

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