A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

To Daiyu, hundreds of cultivators are like water droplets falling into a bonfire.

Except for the first few soft clicks, it was like it had never been there.

Fighting, scrambling, calling for help, screaming.

It only lasted a short time before calm returned again.

Some people died, and some people got treasures and hid them.

Araguan Ruoxue and others walked more than ten miles in the direction of Wuli and finally left the foggy area.

Unexpectedly, they also saw traces of survivors.

Forty or fifty people gathered together.

Most of them are immortal cultivators in the alchemy stage.

They hold together to resist monsters and watch out for each other.

The atmosphere seemed a bit strange.

Yin Xuanji quickly walked out of the crowd and saluted Araguan Ruoxue: "It's great that these immortal friends are safe and sound."

Fang Yuan didn't have a good look on this kind of person: "Are you being sarcastic?"

Yin Xuanji looked up to the sky and sighed, his face full of guilt: "Hey, I wanted to share this great opportunity with many immortal friends. Who knew that there was such a danger hidden in Daiyu. It was me who harmed everyone!"

While speaking, I actually squeezed out a few tears.

Jingjing is lost. Aragaki Ruoxue was not in the mood to talk to him. Just say "help yourself" and walk through the crowd. Go deeper into the valley.

The immortal cultivators who have survived to this day all have some scheming intentions. Everyone speculated about Aragaki Ruoxue's identity.

He was treated politely by Lingsu Island Master, but he still dared to look down on him. There must be something special about it.

Someone lost their temper and followed him.

Han Xinshuang pouted her little mouth and said dissatisfiedly: "There is a tail following behind."

"Yeah." Aragaki Ruoxue had no reaction to the movement behind her. There was a hint of chill in his tone: "Daiyu is so big, it's their right to move around. If they don't open their eyes, just get rid of them."

She has a cold-faced and warm-hearted character.

He also lends a helping hand to strangers who need help.

But first she was ambushed by Taoist Zilu, and then Jiang Yu disappeared. Then I witnessed the greed of the immortal cultivators.

At this time even Jingjing was gone.

There is nowhere to vent the frustration in my heart.

If someone is unhappy at this time, she won't even leave a chance to repent.

The immortal cultivators behind him also felt Ruoyouruowu's killing intent.

Always maintain a safe distance.

We walked all the way and finally came to the clearing at the top of the mountain.

This is the place where the witchcraft power is strongest.

The people who followed let out a burst of exclamations.

In front of you is a square paved with bluestones.

Twelve white totem poles stand around the square.

In the middle stands a five-foot-tall painted stone statue.

This square has existed for countless thousands of years.

There is no trace of time at all.

The stone statues are brightly colored and lifelike.

The carving is a monster with a human face and a bird's body.

There is a green snake in the ear and a red snake in the hand.

"This is……"

Fang Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and he couldn't say anything for a long time.

Aragaki Ruoxue was no less shocked than him. But he still maintained the most basic calm: "The ancestral wizard of electricity - Xizi. It seems that this is really one of his residences."

The rumors are true!

Among the immortal cultivators at the back, some heard their conversation with their ears.

There was a burst of cheers.

The original intention of Chan's teachings to pass down the method of cultivating immortals was to benefit the human race.

However, during the conflict between the three religions, in order to compete for the luck of the sect, the spread of the doctrine was neglected.

The more the teachings are spread, the more biased they become.

Until now, many people think that cultivating immortals is against heaven.

Compete with people, contend with gods, contend with heaven and earth.

At this moment, the fear of death was completely suppressed by greed.

One by one, they rushed forward with red eyes.

Not to mention the three of Araguan Ruoxue, not even the ferocious beasts in the Nascent Soul stage can stop them.

Of course, Aragaki Ruoxue did not stop their thoughts.

The square was bare.

There is nothing but the statue of Hiz.

Some people searched to no avail, so they decided to focus on the statue.

As a result, as soon as he touched the statue, it was chopped into charcoal by a thunderbolt.

Now everyone calmed down.

At this time, the sky was clear and not even a thin cloud could be seen.

Where did the thunder come from?

All the monks looked at each other.

It was plainly empty.

You may not gain anything if you continue to spend it. Might as well dig some spiritual herbs.

But I am not willing to leave like this.

They all saw the thunder just now.

Who wouldn’t want such a treasure?

Yin Xuanji hid behind the crowd, his face uncertain.

Fang Yuan glanced at him from afar and said with disdain: "Tsk, you are greedy and courageless."

Araguan Ruoxue walked towards the edge of the square with an indifferent expression. Look along the twelve totem poles one by one.

Her temperament, her demeanor. In the eyes of immortal cultivators, she is like a goddess descending from the sky.

Holy and inviolable.

The twelve totem poles respectively depict the twelve generals of the Wu clan in Xizi.

Unfortunately, like Xizi, they all died in the Longhan Catastrophe.

Even if you kneel in front of the totem pole and call daddy, you will not get any response.

Each totem pole has a word engraved underneath it.

The immortal cultivators don’t know him.

But this writing is not much different from tribal language.

Aragaki Ruoxue turned around and connected the twelve words. He murmured: "The wrath of the sky cannot be disobeyed, the clouds surge with lightning and the gods are shocked."

"Click!"

The statue of Xiz in the middle of the square made a soft sound.

Spin and sink.

A dark hole was revealed.

The immortal cultivators who were exploring around all looked at him.

Although he was ready to move, the scene of the sky thunder was still vivid in his mind.

I didn't dare to move for a while.

"Go down and have a look."

Aragaki Ruoxue sensed the rich water-attribute aura from the bottomless black hole. The mood fluctuated for the first time.

Be the first to jump into the black hole.

Looking in from the outside, the black hole is invisible.

Only when I actually stood up did I realize that there was a stone staircase spiraling downward.

The three of them stood on the stone stairs without having to walk by themselves. The stone staircase automatically rotates and sinks.

It's just that this place is very weird.

Be it demon power or witch power. Totally useless.

The immortal cultivators observing the situation saw them disappearing into the black hole. Finally, someone couldn't hold back and jumped down.

But the stairs to the cave entrance have been removed.

The immortal cultivator who followed let out a very long scream and fell rapidly from the side of Aragaki Ruoxue and others.

After a breath, a muffled sound came from below.

Listening to the sound, the depth is over a hundred feet.

Unfortunately, you can't see what's going on inside the cave from the outside.

Even the sound was blocked.

As a result, the cultivators fell down screaming like death squads.

Even masters in the Dan Formation stage cannot escape the fate of turning into meatloaf.

In a short time, more than thirty people were killed.

Except for Yin Xuanji and five or six mature guys who did not rush into the cave, no one else was spared.

greedy!

With so many masters in the Dan Formation stage, they can form a medium-sized sect.

But he died here in the most useless way.

When Aragaki Ruoxue and others reached the bottom, they were almost vomited by the rich smell of blood.

Fang Yuan and Han Xinshuang took out fluorite for lighting.

I found that there was a large space at the bottom.

Simple, huge, empty.

Judging from the layout, it is an ancient temple.

The place where the cultivator fell to his death was the altar.

The blood traced the grooves on the ground, drawing a huge pattern of Xiz.

The three of them were frightened for a while.

Doesn’t it mean that this temple was built to what it is today?

I was in shock and doubt.

An old and deep voice sounded from all sides of the temple: "How long have I been sleeping? I actually drifted here..."