Doomsday Pavilion

Lin Chou thought that the so-called Blood God must be a replica of the Bone Altar, a vicious and terrifying man, but Chi only dragged him to turn left and turn right out of the gap in the cave.

Suddenly, this is another small tiankeng. Looking up, the sky is the size of a well. The fiery red flowers on the surrounding cliffs fill every inch of space, and the bottom of the tiankeng is like a sea of ​​flowers. The colors of these flowers are The bright lights seem to flash, lighting up the whole tiankeng, and hummingbirds, butterflies, and bees dance and dance in the fragrance of flowers, creating a peaceful and peaceful scene of a paradise.

This TM style is simply wrong!

Not to mention that there is some kind of monsters and ghosts coming out of here, but the potted plants have come in, and the honor is sorry for the beauty here.

"Hey, I said, your blood **** is still girlish?"

Chi only stared, "Quiet!!"

"Roar!!!"

With a loud roar of cracking gold and cracked rocks, the entire sinkhole shivered, and countless rubbles rolled down from the cliffs and crashed to the ground.

The naked man tremblingly knelt down on the ground, "Master Blood God forgive sins, Master Blood God forgive sins."

Lin Chou, who fell on the ground, nodded very satisfied, "That's right, I thought that the so-called blood **** is really a good man and a believer."

Lin Chou noticed that the rhizomes of each flower showed almost transparent green, and there was faint liquid flowing slowly in its veins, which exuded a strong attraction to him.

"Mozhi!!" Lin Chou was dumbfounded.

In this sea of ​​flowers, every flower on the rock wall is the same kind of magic plant, and the roots of the flowers are all thin first-order magic plant essences!

Even if only ten grams of the first-order magic plant essence can be extracted from a magic plant, in this sinkhole...

"My Nima, I'm getting rich!!!"

"What is the name of the ghost!!" The red eyebrows were erected, his eyes breathed fire, and a stone slammed Lin Chou's head into the mud.

Lin Chou shook his head, nothing happened.

The defensive ability of the evolutionary is like a passive skill. From the inside out, the bones, muscles, skin, including the thickness of the skin, all match their strength.

If an evolved person weighs a ton of punches, but only has the strength of ordinary people's skeletal muscles, then the first person to be injured by this punch will be himself, and it is not unusual for bones to break.

Except for the physique of the evolutionary, the effect of the tomahawk steak alone makes his skin very firm. The thick skin is just like him, an ordinary stone, what can it do?

Chi only looked at the cracked stone in his hand, "Strange, isn't it that the man is fragile?"

"Lao Tzu's supernatural power, a living corpse rolling pin, forty-nine styles, unparalleled in the world, I... wait, where's Lao Tzu's sun and moon shovel?"

Chi shrugged, "What shovel?"

That's it, Lao Tzu's ancient sacred tree!

"go!"

Chi only dragged Lin Chou's foot forward, and the two of them crossed the sea of ​​flowers to the edge of the sinkhole at the other end.

The sea of ​​flowers suddenly disappeared, and the exposed earth and rock walls resembled scars, like a meteor hitting the corner of a tiankeng, forming a whirlpool-like bottomless crater. The surface of the soil and rock has formed an indigo blue melt. crystallization.

Chizai knelt down on the ground again, muttering something to her **** in his mouth.

Lin Chou's gaze was attracted by the pattern on the cliff next to him.

There are four huge patterns arranged in sequence on the cliff wall, carved into the stone with blue and white paint, which seems to have gone through hundreds of years of wind, frost and rain, revealing the vicissitudes of time.

The first picture depicts a group of blue little people, houses, and livestock living in the tiankeng. The human face is painted blue and white. A huge luminous meteorite falls next to the tiankeng, forming another smaller one. Tiankeng, there is a huge crack between the two tiankengs, and then the picture turns, it becomes this group of people and a huge alien beast fighting at the bottom of the small tiankeng, if you calculate according to the proportion in the painting , This strange beast is a hundred meters high and can swallow dozens of human beings in one bite. Humans were completely unable to resist, and then there were differences of opinion, and the crowd split into two parties, seeming to be arguing and fighting with each other.

In the second pattern, another strange creature appeared. This humanoid creature was three ordinary humans tall, with huge blood-red wings depicted on the back and a halo on his head. He fought with the huge alien beasts, and then The picture shows the giant beast falling to the ground, blood flowing out like a waterfall, filling the hole after the meteorite hit, and the giant with wings swimming in the blood, bursting with light from all over his body.

In the third picture, a giant with wings sits high on a bone altar, with thousands of tiny figures crawling underneath. The giant seems to be very dissatisfied with the war-fearers in this group. They were all killed, and their bones were piled at the foot of the altar according to a certain pattern, so the bone altar was even taller, with a height of more than a thousand meters, almost protruding out of the tiankeng. When the screen reached the back, the bone altar was just There was a short pedestal left. The light from the blood-red figure was connected to all human beings. Some small people who looked like women were brought to the small tiankeng meteorite cave by giants.

In the fourth pattern, the style of painting suddenly became confusing. Countless women gathered around the giant, lit a campfire, enjoyed food, danced, and drank wine together. Then it turned into a completely blurred blood red, a woman's curve. Linglong's figure tangled with the giant.

The picture is cut off here, and there is a large blank space. The last scene is the giant waving its wings and leaving, standing above the high yellow cloud and looking down at the sinkhole and the woman holding the baby high. The strange thing is that these little ones Some small babies use white paint, some use blue, and most of them are outlined in red.

Lin Chou was completely confused, "Hey, what do these murals mean? Who painted them?"

Chicai looked up at the cliff, "I don’t know, the previous generation of Qi Nu was killed by a monster. A lot of knowledge has not been passed down. I have only been here once. The legends I have heard from childhood are that the blood **** led the tribe to defeat. Monsters taught us to use power to give us offspring. After that, the blood **** left. Even the elders of the tribe have never seen the blood god. Only the descendants of the blood **** remain here. The descendants of monsters fight and guard the tribe."

"The offspring of the monster? Didn't the monster have been killed by your blood god? How could there be offspring left? Also, what's the matter with the color of the baby on the mural?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Chi's eyes, "The ability of the blood **** to give us to reproduce seems to contain a certain kind of punishment. The elders said that the blood god, contrary to the will of the world, grants us the right to reproduce, and some of the punishments will be in the offspring. It appears that there will be baby boys and even terrible blood beasts in the offspring."

Is giving birth to a baby boy a punishment? The right to reproduce is given to them by the blood god?

Lao Tzu, your face! !