The magnificent golden hall, the dust-colored white bones, and the looming figure, everything in front of him made Liu Wangtian feel a little unreal, in his opinion, if what he saw in front of him was real, then the entire Xi'an City was above the abyss. Could it be true that there were immortals in this world?

Liu Wangtian felt a chill on the back of his neck at this time, as if a gust of wind was blowing, and he subconsciously held the back of his neck with his hand. Then the desolate, strange voice came again,

"Guardians, Guardians......"

The sound sounded like the murmur of a dying man hanging on his last breath in a hidden place. Liu Wangtian listened to it in his heart, and he was constantly in a cold sweat behind his back, how long has this place existed, how these white bones were formed, and who was that figure, as soon as he thought of this, Liu Wangtian unconsciously glanced at the Golden Palace.

Seeing that there was indeed a figure on the golden palace glowing with golden light, Liu Wangtian rubbed his eyes, confirmed it several times, and sighed secretly in his heart: It's really a person, how many years have you to live.

On the golden temple glowing with golden light, the vague figure walked back and forth on the golden hall at this time, and he walked from one end of the golden hall to the other, lowering his head as if looking around at the pile of white bones.

Liu Wangtian tried to get close to the Golden Palace, but the moment he stepped out, an instant monstrous coercion rushed to his face, and there seemed to be a river of blood rushing towards him in front of him, Liu Wangtian secretly screamed that it was not good. It was too late to say that it was too late, and he immediately wanted to retract his foot, but before he could make any movement, the mysterious force had already knocked him out.

Liu Wangtian's whole body curled up like a cannonball flying on the stone wall, and he could only hear a bang. Liu Wangtian gritted his teeth, a trace of bright red blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and scolded secretly: This is a forbidden technique, what kind of person set it up, it's too meritless, and it doesn't leave any affection.

At this time, the image of the people on the Golden Hall was attracted by the movement here, and turned to look over. A golden light shot out of this person's eyes and moved towards Liu Wangtian.

Liu Wangtian gritted his teeth and got up to dodge, trying to avoid this golden light. He was beaten back by the strange forbidden technique just now, and now his body still hurts, the mysterious golden light, he doesn't want to take it anymore. Who knows what this golden light will be, I can't just throw my life here, I am here to find the ghost flute, but I didn't come to such a strange place to die, Liu Wangtian thought like this, so he retreated, and the golden light from the figure's eyes really left two deep holes in the stone wall.

By the time Liu Wangtian retreated to the place where he had been separated, there were already several monks standing on the platform in front of more than a dozen stone caves.

Seeing Liu Wangtian coming out of the stone cave, several monks looked at him with curious eyes, and one of the monks asked, "Has Master Liu found the ghost flute?"

Liu Wangtian smiled awkwardly and said, "I didn't find it, but how many masters have found it?"

Several of the monks present shook their heads, they did not find the ghost flute.

At this time, a monk who looked quite old on the side spoke: "The senior brother of the poor monk is still out of the cave, and he may still have a chance there." ”

Liu Wangtian naturally knew in his heart that this senior brother should be the monk with the highest qualifications.

At this time, there were several bright lights from the back passage.

Liu Wangtian is a spirit, this is that group of people again. The monks and Liu Wangtian were in a hurry, and chose one of the dozens of stone caves to hide in.

Seeing that the lights were getting closer and closer, Liu Wangtian and several monks were ready to make a move.

......

"It's dark down here, is it really that there are immortals who created Xi'an City?" Liu Jiang said with some sighs, if Xi'an City was really built on top of the abyss, just thinking about it couldn't help but make people shudder.

Huang Zimo has read all kinds of ancient books since he was a child, and he also knows a thing or two about the rumors under the city of Xi'an. Thinking that I had seen ancient books describe that there were immortals who built Xi'an City on the abyss, I originally thought it was just a lie. Looking at the darkness under the passage in front of me, there is no bottom, isn't this the abyss.

"Immortals, I don't believe in it. But what we see in front of us is really incredible, and there may be other mysteries that we don't know. Huang Zimo always speaks with such a bit of literati atmosphere, but his words are often not unbelievable words.

Huang Yiping is the oldest of the four. He had seen a lot of the world, and what he had seen and heard was probably something that many people had never seen or heard in their lives, he sighed, and didn't know what he was thinking, and said inexplicably: "Although I don't know if there are really immortals in this world, I know that there are still many secrets in this world that we cultivators don't know, and I have some doubts that there have been immortals in this world." ”

'There have been immortals', one existence has instantly awakened the other three, yes! If the immortals once existed, only to disappear later, would this be possible? It's just that as immortal gods, they have long been the supreme existence of the high, why did they disappear without a trace.

Just when everyone was still sighing and imagining, Jiang Qingjiu was the first to come back to his senses and said, "Let's find Liu Jiang's fourth uncle first." ”

When they stepped onto the end of the passage, the four of them saw dozens of stone caves on the stone wall in front of them.

At this time, a warning suddenly came from a stone cave: stop here and retreat quickly.

"Who's in front!" Jiang Sake asked.

"Stop there, quickly retreat. ”

Seeing this, Liu Jiang boldly shouted: "Who is pretending to be a ghost?" ”

Liu Wangtian touched his brows, and said embarrassedly: "Masters, it should be someone from my Liu family outside." ”

"Ah, what. Several monks obviously didn't expect it to be someone from the Liu family, and they were the ones who were called to pretend to be ghosts just now, and they all smiled awkwardly.

At this time, Liu Wangtian and several monks from Xiangji Temple walked out, because they were carrying the light, Jiang Qingjiu and the others who were staying outside looked at it, and only a few figures were slowly approaching, and several people were holding charms in their hands, and they were already ready to take precautions.

Liu Wangtian laughed and said, "Ajiang, but you're here." ”

Liu Jiang was stunned, why did the voice of the figure in front of him sound so similar to the fourth uncle.

Liu Jiang said: "Wait, it's my fourth uncle." ”

When a few people approached, everyone looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

Liu Wangtian asked, "Who are these three?"

Liu Jiang pointed out and said: "Jiang sake, Huang Yiping, Huang Zimo." ”

Liu Wangtian nodded, looked at Jiang Qingjiu, and thought in his heart: This is Jiang Qingjiu, the last member of the Jiang family, is it that he killed the mountain demon in Ducheng that even the old man of the Huang family can't solve. It doesn't seem like there's anything out of the ordinary.

Just when the few people were still happy that they had just met, a strange gust of wind suddenly came from a stone cave.

Several monks of Xiangji Temple said at about the same time: "It's not good. ”

There must be something wrong with the strange wind mixed with the faint smell of blood, and this stone cave is really the stone cave that the most senior monk entered.

Liu Wangtian also tightly locked his brows, and the ghost flute was in this stone cave, so that the senior monk met him. Got it and said that the people who broke into the underground were also inside, and there was a conflict between the two sides?

One monk suggested, "Why don't we go in and have a look." ”

If the monk really encountered something inside, they had to figure out what was going on.

There is no difference in appearance between this cave and other caves, they are only one person in height, and the width can accommodate three or four people.

It was pitch black in the cave. The group held four flashlights, two in front to explore the way, and two in the back to illuminate.

As they walked, the stone cave became narrower and narrower, and just when everyone thought they were about to reach the end, the stone cave slowly became wider, and they seemed to be slowly walking down.

The smell of blood from the wind inside the cave is getting stronger and stronger.

After walking for a while, a blood-red light suddenly came from the front, this light was very weird, and just looking at it made people a little frightened.

The old monk on the side said, "There should be a big killing ahead." ”

Jiang Qingjiu asked curiously, "Master, is there anything special about the front?"

The old monk nodded, his eyes were a little complicated, and said: "I have seen in the ancient books of Buddhism, this kind of light is ominous, only when the killing reaches a certain level, and once this light appears, the person who steps into this light is extremely easy to be psychedelic minds, so that he finally dies in the array, turning into a wisp of thousands of red lights, trapped here for life and life, and cannot be freed." ”

Liu Wangtian frowned, this smell of blood had just drifted out with the gust of wind, and the only person who entered the cave was the most senior old monk in Xiangji Temple, could this wind be a signal for him to call for help. If the heart of an old monk cannot help but be lost in this light, then among the people present, who can be like a rock and unwavering.

Jiang Qingshu walked in front of everyone and said, "I'll go and see the situation first." ”

Several monks lowered their heads and sighed secretly: ashamed, ashamed.

Jiang Qingjiu held the flashlight in his hand and walked cautiously towards the edge of the light step by step. Looking at this red light, Jiang Qingjiu suddenly remembered some past events: the Jiang family was surrounded and exterminated, and he had been guarding the old tower of the lonely mountain for so many years, as well as Chen Yi......

Scenes of the past gradually emerged in Jiang Sake's mind. Jiang Qingjiu shook his head, vigilant: This is an illusion, this is an illusion.

When he walked to the edge of the red light, he was a little shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw a dead tree growing in a huge space, and the branches of this dead tree were slightly wrapped around a flute, and these branches were wrapped around each other again, and finally locked by a bronze lock.

Around the dead tree, its branches were covered with corpses, some of them men and women, some of them had become dried corpses, and three of them were wearing suits, as if they had just died.

Among them, the old monk of Xiangji Temple sat cross-legged near the dead tree, he was full of golden light, constantly chanting the Dharma, as if he was struggling to support, and in front of him was a man in a suit who had been pierced, and the man stretched out his hand and almost touched the ghost flute.

Looking at the hundreds of corpses, Jiang Qingjiu's heart couldn't help but tremble.