Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

Thinking of this, he walked towards the distance.

Go in the opposite direction to the 23rd hole, walk out of the city of altars, and head south all the way, keep moving forward!

"Sir!"

On the way, a group of men in ink robes who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward and cupped their hands.

Venerable Poison did not speak, and continued to move forward.

There are about three hundred people in this group, and each of them is a monk at the peak of Chaos Dao.

Each of them has a desperate coldness on their faces!

They are all people with the same fate. They were once rescued by Venerable Poison from that dark hell. From that moment on, their lives belonged to Venerable Poison.

"If you go, you may not be able to come back. If you have something in your heart, you can stay."

"If someone is waiting and needs to stay, don't follow me forward."

"If the relatives are still there and need to protect the old and the young, you can return them!"

"I won't force you, because I know what will happen on this road."

Venerable Poison seemed to be muttering alone, but it also seemed to be speaking to the people behind him.

But no one backed away, and everyone looked at him with determination!

On this road, the Venerable is too lonely, and needs someone to accompany and set foot together, those taboos that no one has ever dared to set foot on!

The so-called taboos are just rumors spread by the world. They have all witnessed it with their own eyes, so how can they be afraid of those taboos?

"No one wants to stay? I remember... Ling Feng... your Taoist companion..."

"Report to your lord! My Taoist companion is by my side!" A man in a black robe stepped forward and held a woman by the hand. He also covered his face so that he couldn't see clearly!

"Oh? You brought her." Venerable Poison was a little surprised.

"Yes, she is willing to live and die with me. She also came from that place. Although her strength has been damaged, she can still help a lot of things!"

"Ok."

Venerable Poison nodded and didn't say any more.

A group of people, following their steps, gradually drifted away.

In the depths of that red wave, there is something watching, this piece of heaven and earth!

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The City of Altars, the third hole.

Countless monks all stood together, and after looking at each other, someone had already rushed into the third hole.

The terrifying aura inside was still flowing.

Everyone else bit the bullet and walked inside.

Because they didn't have a choice, it's not bad to be in charge of guarding 23 holes.

But all the magic gate exits are allocated from above.

Every year, blood crystals are sent from above to support the city of the altar. If there were not enough blood crystals, the city of the altar would have collapsed long ago.

The blood crystals collected by the monks in the 23 caves are not enough to support the consumption of the altar city!

But after taking the above things, they also need to shoulder the responsibility of guarding this place, and they are not allowed to leave the city of altars.

Likewise, as long as they stay in the city of the altar, they are safe from danger at all.

"Keep going! No matter what happened inside, after you find out, report to the higher authorities!"

Nanmu gritted his teeth, and although his eyes flickered with a little panic, he never retreated.

The monks around were even more unbearable. Looking at the fluctuating airflow here, they felt their scalps tingling and felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

What's in there?what happened?How did it happen?The five learned that...

Everyone is worried about how much impact this turmoil will have!

If it is really a blood demon and can break through the magic gate, it means that the city of altars is hopeless.

The entire 23 holes will also be destroyed!

Unfortunately, when everyone came to the first magic gate, they found that the magic gate was closed.

There is no one here, only the inside of the magic door is still emitting waves.

Wave after wave, the vastness is endless, and the breath becomes more and more terrifying and scary.

Everyone swallowed their saliva, looking at this magic door, Nanmu's heart thumped.

Are you afraid?

Of course, everyone here is afraid.

It's just that they have no choice. If they leave rashly, not only will the city of the altar be lost, but they will also be hunted down by the higher authorities.

This is more of a loss than the gain. They are used to the comfortable life, and they definitely don't want to experience those turbulent lives.