Otherworldly Merchant

Take a break and move on.

My body is still a little weak, and I haven't recovered for a while, and the person walking in front of me switched to Little White Dragon.

“Little White Dragon, you must...”

The first time I was about to tell you something, Bai Long waved impatiently and interrupted me: “Ok, don't make me rush to do it. I have a point.” Speaking of which, swinging forward.

Actually, we're really upset about that!

This passage that we are now taking is somewhat different from what we have been before.

This passage resembles a cylindrical, very smooth, four-legged stone wall trim, like a large section of cement pipe.

Not far away, a pair of red paintings appeared successively on the wall of the pipe.

The lines on the painting are coarse and mysterious, like spells and tattoos, and you can't even see what it is.

The pictures appear in very irregular positions, close in time and small in time.

The only thing that's the same is that there's a pitch-black burn mark underneath each painting, which is very irregular, and it's impossible to guess why.

The pipeline was straight ahead and it took more than half an hour to finally turn. It was on the ground of the bend with a lot of blood on it!

From the impression marks, the time span left by the bloodstains is enormous. The bloodstains printed in the stone seams have long turned black and grey. They are no different from the dirt, but they have just been thrown at the top and are still bright and red.

Little White Dragon held up the flashlight and swept down, only to see the stone bulge above the stone wall, engraved with an angry eyebrow shaped strange face.

This face is about the size of a basin and brilliant, as if it were made of pure gold!

The five officials on the weird face were extremely uncoordinated, the mouth was small, and there was an extra eye on the forehead. The large eye protruded higher and larger than the tip of the nose, accounting for almost half of the entire face.

This weird face went up and down and looked down in anger.

That blood was obviously caused by him!

The first time I looked up and down, I said: "Looks like this is one of the forbidden organs! This blood is supposed to be left behind by the members of the Sky God who are delusional enough to break into it. From the blood trail, this organ has been decoded continuously for years, even generations. ”

“So...” Little White Dragon turned her head and looked at Miss Eye Cloud: “It wasn't until they grabbed the cloud that they were able to crack it. ”

“Likely!” I nodded a little bit, and then my subconscious looked back and said, "If I'm right, those pictures on the pipe wall may have something to do with this forbidden formation. ”

“I know!” Suddenly, I remembered the transcript in the Scripture of the Shadow, and interjected: “It is a spell that burns souls in the shadows. ”

“Are you sure?” The first year was an unexpected question.

“What is that thing?” Little White Dragon has never been familiar with rivalry or anything.

“Remember that painting we just saw? It's not a spell, it's not a tattoo, it's a trail left by those who barge in. To be more precise, their souls were struggling before they died, and the burn marks underneath were the burnt bones.” I explained.

“What do you mean?” Little White Dragon still wonders: “Is it that far away, or is it hard to escape? ”

“Yes!” I nodded: "The great thing about this forbidden battle is that it burns your soul, burned by a very dark fire, no matter how far you run.” I refer to the blood-red ground lane: “If it is not repaired enough, it will die here on the spot, the flesh will be burned into blood water and the soul will scatter smoke gas; if it is slightly capable, it can temporarily avoid a death, but the soul will always be burned by the fire, irreparable, and will only slowly burn to death. ”

“In other words, the higher you fix it, the harder you struggle, the longer you suffer. Instead, the lower you fix it, the quicker you die, the less you suffer. ”

“So no one can escape?” Little White Dragon startled.

“Yes, as long as you don't have a soul.” I said.

“What's that?” Han Lao Liu slammed his chin forward.

In the darkness ahead, suddenly a bright light lit up.

We subconsciously raised a few points of caution and looked away.

That light was faint, like a candle fire that looked through the window paper, a blur that distinguished itself in this endless darkness.

The candle flame swayed slightly, unclear, and faintly scattered.

“What is that? Let's talk about it later! How can this forbidden battle be broken?” Little White Dragon asked impatiently.

“It's already broken.” At first glance he said: "Otherwise, will we be safe until then? ”

“Broken?” Little White Dragon turned his head and looked at me.

On this journey, he may also feel that my knowledge of these ancient formations is no worse than in the first year. Many times, it was much more detailed than the first time I knew, so I asked.

And I nodded, “Actually, this whole circular channel is the Soul Burning Array. The sculpted three-eyed weird face is just a triggered eye, automatically triggered once someone reaches the realm of the weird face. When the curse is triggered, even if you just step in the line, there is no escape. Since we are all fine, it means that the line has been lifted, and now this weird face is just a decoration. ”

“Interesting.” Little White Dragon was on fire as soon as he listened: "Am I funny to you two? Why are you whimpering so much when the array is broken? Bullying me for not understanding this stuff and trying to scare me. ”

“I'm not that idle!” A glance at him at first sight: “This is the first forbidden battle that the gods of heaven will not be able to break since entering the ancient tomb! It's this forbidden line that's been blocking them for thousands of years, and it's precisely because of this forbidden line that they have to look for the bloodline of skylight, don't you think we should study it? As long as we pass through these tips, we will be able to pass unhindered in ancient tombs with colored clouds, and all ancient formations will be of no use to us, much stronger than a single spell of death. ”

“So what did you find out?” Little White Dragon choked and retorted sarcastically: “If it weren't for Jiulin, you wouldn't even know the name of this moment, but you'd be studying it! Hurry up and be serious. ”

Now it's time to embarrass yourself for the first time, and look at me.

Though the Daoist built it so deeply, the shady fire burned the soul spell in the ancient period. How would I have known if it weren't for the extensive Encyclopedia of Yin Dynasty?

In the light of the situation, the law was only heard at first sight and the details were not well understood. Though the formation is broken at this time, how easy would it be to talk about breaking machines in a short time?

I carefully recalled the account of the Shadow Book about the blazing spell, and I knelt down and looked carefully at the blood on the ground: “This blazing only works for the soul, but whoever enters it will no doubt die. For thousands of years, Tianzhao Gods will not have much to explore, but only in recent years did they discover Tian Ni. Look at this blood! ”

Speaking, I pointed to the ground.

Under the illumination of the flashlight, on the blood I was referring to, there were some little white beads with star dots, touching them with their hands, rolling around.

“Is this mercury?” I recognized it at first sight.