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Li Ang said quickly: "Rotate the surrounding stone rings first, and then ignite the stone fat pool, and the flames will turn into a tornado and burn the amber in the dome."

"how do you"

Jiao Cheng simply stopped halfway through, glanced at the subordinates who were still slowly cutting the dragon stone in the distance, and the faintly surging mountain wall. After thinking for a moment, he nodded to Di Wu, leaning on Take a few steps back on crutches.

Di Wu, who received the signal, and several other companions grabbed the pattern on the ground ring, squatted on the ground and clenched his teeth to push the stone ring.

clack clack-

The stone ring slowly rotates, driving the oil pool to rotate faster and faster.
Di Wu and the others took a few steps back, took out the fire box from their arms, blew it violently, ignited the tissue paper, and threw the tissue paper into the oil pool.

boom!
After a short delay, the entire pool burned fiercely,

Immediately, a roaring fire column rose, and the fire column continued to rotate under the influence of the initial rotation of the base, and became a flame column due to the influence of the atmospheric vortex.

The top of the swaying tongues of flame, licking the bottom of the amber dome, rose billowing smoke,
In a short time, the entire dome emitted a strong smell and spontaneously burned, and even the raging wind could not extinguish it.

"Go faster!"

Di Wu saw that there was already a hole in the mountain wall in the distance and began to spew the wind again. He was sweating profusely, and several other people accelerated the rotation of the surface ring.
Finally, the entire amber dome was completely ignited.

Click!

The burning amber dome shattered, revealing the dark space above it,

A thick and long iron chain covered with amber shards hangs down from the dome and hangs two meters above the ground.

chi chi chi-

More and more holes in the mountain wall began to erupt the wind again,
Di Wuyi took the lead, kicked on the open bronze door on the surface, closed the oil pool again, and carried Jiaocheng on his back, jumped to the iron chain, and climbed upwards.

The two swordsmen also stepped on the concave of the iron chain and climbed up. Li Ang picked up a shield from the ground, carried it behind him, and followed closely.

The tattooed men in the distance who were still digging the broken dragon stone reacted, throwing away the chisel and hammer in their hands and running towards the chain - only one person ran to the corner, trying to dig a shovel on the ground. The pit allows itself to lie flat in it.

And his ending was also very simple. The rapidly gusting wind swept up countless rubble, and before he dug the pit, he was beaten into a sieve.

"Quick, go up!"

Di Wu shouted sharply and climbed up along the chain with Jiao Cheng on his back.

The turbulent vortex under the chain changed from slow to fast, and the formation accelerated, and the bronze door gradually couldn't suppress the burning oil.
From the gap of the door, flames continued to burst out, and the flames engulfed the man who was crawling at the end.

Carrying the shield picked up from the ground, Li Ang shrank as much as possible and climbed upwards.

The Gangfeng kept hitting the shield behind him, making a sour squeak.

Ten meters, five meters,
Finally, before the shield was completely broken, Li Ang climbed up along the chain, and sat on the ground spit out a long mouthful of turbid air.

Di Wu put Jiao Cheng on his back, took out the hemp rope from his waist, rushed to the edge of the dome, threw the rope, and pulled two companions one after another.
With the help of his companions, he pulled four more people.

As for the rest
Even the iron chains were being smashed by the slowly accelerating Gang wind, and the rest of the people could not survive at all, and all turned into the blood mist in the Gang Qi vortex.

There were more than [-] people in Jiao Cheng's group when they came, but now, only Jiao Cheng, Di Wu, Fan Guangyu, Zhu Yuyin, and six other tattooed men are left.

Most of the talismans and supplies were lost, and the Zhangdao Guirong mask that could breathe in an oxygen-deficient environment was all gone, and there was no way out if he wanted to return.

But there was no fear and despair on Jiao Cheng's face.

Instead, he quickly stood up from the ground, leaning on a bamboo cane, and glanced around.

The top of the underground palace is not dark and dull. The walls and domes here are covered with a dim blue light, which seems to come from some kind of luminous bacteria.

With the light of the torches, you can see that the space is vast, and the ground is covered with pale yellow flowers that are as tall as a person. These flowers should have absorbed the light from bacteria to grow.

Under the mountain wall at the end of the sea of ​​flowers, there is a towering palace with hundreds of steps.

"This is the Underworld!"

Jiao Cheng murmured, "The tomb is in that palace!"

"Jiao Da, your legs."

Di Wu reminded dully, and Jiao Cheng noticed that his trousers had been dyed red with blood, and many silver sutures under the bandage had also fallen off from the wound.

"Doctor Li Xiao."

With the help of Di Wu, Jiao Cheng sat back on the ground again, retching for a while because of the loss of blood and strength, looked at Li Ang and forced a smile: "Please help me stitch these wounds up again.

After this is done, I will send someone to deliver [-] Guan to your house. "

"it is good."

Li Ang didn't seem to hear the slight emphasis hidden in the words 'send someone' and 'your house', opened the medicine box, and took out the silver sutures and new bandage rolls from the box.

Using a knife, he cut the bandage roll into several sections, quickly sutured and bandaged the wounds for everyone including Jiao Cheng, and finally washed the blood on his hands with pure wine.

"Okay, let's go, as long as we can get there."

With the help of Di Wu, Jiao Cheng stood up and glanced at the people present. Just as he was about to say a few words to boost morale, he saw one of his subordinates staring at him with his mouth open, his face sluggish.

"how do you"

Before Jiao Cheng's question could be said, he saw the subordinate's chest bulge out of thin air.
With the sound of "Ouch!", the tattooed man's jaw was cracked alive, and an egg-shaped object the size of a fist was contained in his strangely wide mouth.

A half-human-high, black-and-yellow bee-like monster slowly retracted the abdominal barb that pierced the human chest,

In the dark red compound eyes composed of thousands of small eyes, the pale faces of Jiao Cheng and Di Wu were reflected.

The sound of rustling and rustling sounded in the surrounding sea of ​​flowers, yes, there is a vast sea of ​​flowers, and naturally there are creatures that pollinate the flowers - the immortal who was brought back from the endless sea and sealed in the tomb of clothing, there are not only secrets , and the monsters on the islands in the endless seas.

Demon - 3 - 379, red-eyed purple bee, each one is not strong, but there are thousands of them.

When there are no large living creatures around, they will collect nectar like ordinary bees, and when large living creatures are found around, they will actively hunt and lay eggs in their bodies.

Since there is no male or female, all red-eyed bees have the ability to lay eggs, and any one in the wild may turn into an ecological disaster.

"go!"

Di Wujia stood up, raised the torch high, and rushed towards the palace.

The two sword cultivators were not suppressed by the astral wind, and they controlled the flying sword to cut off the obstacles of the surrounding flower sea, and quickly harvested the red-eyed purple bee that rushed up.

The vast sea of ​​flowers,

Jian Xiu's flying sword, as well as the powerful crossbows fired by Jiao Cheng's men, the smashed torches, and the torn talismans were able to kill the red-eyed purple bee ahead, but the number of opponents seemed to be endless.

And as time passed, the parasitic wasps that were crawling and moving in the sea of ​​high flowers were fluttering their wings and flying.

Does this count as reawakening the instinct to fly?
Li Ang followed behind Jiao Cheng and ran wildly, climbing up the hundred steps,
Below, thousands of parasitic wasps are taking to the sky, covering the sky.

Jianxiu Zhu Yuyin was accidentally smashed by a parasitic wasp half a zhang beside him. Although he controlled Feijian to return to defense in time, he cut off the abdominal barb that the opponent stabbed.

But the barb still contracted suddenly in mid-air under the action of his abdominal muscles, stabbing him in the shoulder.

The toxin of the red-eyed purple bee has a strong muscle paralysis effect. Zhu Yuyin's face immediately showed a sluggish and slow expression. The flying sword flying in front of him suddenly lost power and fell to the ground.
And Zhu Yuyin and the few tattooed men standing with him were instantly overwhelmed by the swarms of bees that fell down—even if they tore the talisman before they died, they just created a burst of fire on the spot and took away more than a dozen parasites. It's just the life of the bee.

The situation took a turn for the worse. Di Wu supported Jiao Cheng, stumbled into the Hades Hall, and hurriedly closed the main gate of the palace. Naturally, such a thin wooden door could not stop the overwhelming parasitic wasps from the outside world, but the strange thing was that,
All the parasitic wasps stopped outside the gate of Hades and did not try to rush into Hades.

It is naturally impossible that the parasitic wasps possess human wisdom and dare not break into the underworld master's underworld.

It could only be because there was something in the palace that prevented them from flying in.

And the whole palace is empty, there is no coffin, no throne, only a central stone platform,
And some messy and deep sword marks carved on the beams and pillars and the ground.

Those sword marks can be vaguely seen as some obscure words.

Li Ang was not a swordsman, so he couldn't understand the mystery of those sword marks.
He stared at the swarm of parasitic wasps that covered the sky and the sun outside the palace, and once again had a clear understanding of the power of demons - those red-eyed purple bees did not dare to rush into the palace, nor did they want to go against their instincts and abandon their meat for food. ,

They gathered around the Hades, scratching the beams and pillars outside the Hades with their abdominal thorns, as if they were about to collapse the Hades.

"If it goes on like this, we will be trapped here alive."

Li Ang turned his head, but saw that Jiao Cheng was already walking towards the middle stone platform with the help of Di Wu.

"The immortal touches my top, and the hair bears longevity. The immortal touches my top, and the hair bears longevity."

Jiao Cheng muttered to himself, blushed, stretched out his trembling palm, and opened the stone box placed on the stone platform.

"what?!"

Not only Jiao Cheng, but Jianxiu Fan Guangyu, who rushed up quickly, also shouted out in shock after seeing the contents of the stone box.

What is in the stone box is not a sword, a book, or a secret treasure, but a soft silk thread that is as black as ink.

Just like... hair.

"How, how?!"

It consumes a lot of manpower, financial resources and even hope for the future, but only a strand of blue silk is exchanged.

What longevity, what immortal way, all vanished.

Jiao Cheng felt a strong sense of dizziness, and barely closed the stone box, but the whole palace shook violently - the box he took seemed to have caused some kind of chain reaction,

The palace, connecting the space outside, is falling rocks.

It's going to collapse here.

Countless gravels with luminous plaques on their surfaces fell, smashing hundreds of parasitic wasps and yellowish flowers on the ground to dust.

"Dalang, this way!"

Di Wu shouted, and saw that the inner side of the Hades Hall where he was standing, collapsed and swayed, revealing a pitch-black crack with a diameter of three meters.

The crowd immediately rushed into the crack and came to a long, narrow and straight passage.

On the floor and walls of the passage, there are wet water droplets, and the sound of water flowing from a distance can be vaguely heard.

At the end of the corridor, it leads to the bed of an underground river somewhere.

"Come on!"

Di Wujia picked up Jiao Cheng and rushed forward,

At this time, the parasitic wasps outside the hall had already poured into the Hades and flew towards the crack.Driven by their survival instinct, they ignored the flying swords and the fire ahead, and went into the corridor desperately.

Jianxiu Fan Guangyu saw that something could not be done, and made a decisive decision. With a sword, he kicked the head of a tattooed man beside him, and kicked his body on the back, causing his body to roll down the corridor, slightly blocking the progress of the bee colony.

however--

Boom!

The tattooed man's headless corpse had just rolled out more than two meters along the corridor, and the stack of talismans in his hand lost control, flew out, and collided with the upward flying bee colony.

All the talismans shattered, triggering a colorful shock wave that enveloped the sword cultivator Fan Guangyu.

Fan Guangyu and several other tattooed men were hit by the shock wave frontally and slammed into the wall of the corridor. He shook his head suddenly and regained consciousness, but it was too late.

An endless swarm of bees swarmed along the corridor, and the sword light around Fan Guangyu's body gradually disappeared into the dense swarm of bees.

Rumble!
Li Ang, who was running in front, did not look back to see the situation behind. The collapse of the underground palace had spread to all parts of the corridor. A huge stone slab slowly slipped down along the edge of the corridor, and the corridor was about to be completely blocked.

That's too late--

Seeing Li Ang rushing out of the tunnel first,
Di Wuyi gritted his teeth and threw Jiao Cheng on his back forward,

At the same time, he slid forward against the ground, and at the last moment, he settled on the slate, leaving a gap.

"Di Wu!"

"go!"

Di Wuban knelt on the ground, his face flushed red, he held up the slate and let Jiao Cheng crawl under the slate.

Boom!
The moment Jiao Cheng climbed out, Di Wu's body was crushed by the slate, leaving only one arm and one leg outside the slate.

"Quick, quick search!"

"The location of the earthquake is here!"

The noise of people came from a distance, echoing in the underground cave, and occasionally the iconic barking of the fine dog sounded.

The people from Zhenfu Division have already sensed the vibration here and are searching for it.

"Doctor Li Xiao."

Jiao Cheng didn't have time to suffer for Di Wu's death,
He suppressed his voice, took out a small and delicate folding crossbow from his arms, pointed at Li Ang who stood up slowly, "Help me out, take me out of here, I will give you a cough when I return to Chang'an. Cough, cough, cough!"

His words were interrupted by a series of violent coughs,

Jiao Cheng looked at the blood he had coughed up on his palm in shock and consternation. The muscles on his face were shaking and twitching uncontrollably.

Did it finally happen?

The crude ricin toxin hidden in a wound bandage and requiring hours of blood contact to develop symptoms.

Li Ang walked towards Jiao Cheng, whose muscles were out of control and his strength dissipated, and kicked the hand crossbow in his hand.

He squatted down, clenched the scalpel hanging from his cuff, and stabbed into Jiao Cheng's throat.

Then, split, as rehearsed many times in my head.

Jiao Cheng's palm waved with trembling, but he couldn't stop the blood from gushing out of his throat at all, and he couldn't even take out the talisman from his arms and shred it and die with Li Ang.

Ricin poisoning, first is lethargic, nausea and vomiting, then blood pressure drops, lethargy shock, and finally convulsions and coma, loss of resistance.

If Jiao Cheng hadn't threatened, then the syringes and mannitol in Li Ang's medicine box might have saved his life, but when he took out his hand crossbow, his fate was already doomed.

Li Ang withdrew the scalpel with an indifferent expression, washed it with pure wine, and put it back in the medicine box. He picked up the lid of the stone box that had fallen on the ground, and inadvertently stuck his finger into the box.

In the next instant, the black silk thread in the stone box shot out as if it had life. The first half pierced into Li Ang's wrist and swam under the thin layer of skin.

(End of this chapter)