Small farmers dominate the deserted island

Chi Lingyin rubbed his eyes, leaned over to touch the black blood to see if it was blood, but Chen Xiaoyu grabbed her little hand: "I'm afraid I can live in this gloomy swamp, these slates The like creatures are not clean things either."

"What should I do now? Go up?"

Ying Guiyuan raised his head and glanced at the swamp that was gradually closing over his head, and quickly asked everyone.

"I think there are secrets under this swamp. Why don't we look around again."

Sun Buyi looked at everyone and asked, "What's your opinion?"

"The island is already occupied by the spirit of the white snake. It is invincible with the help of the sky and thunder. We are not its opponent if we want to go up. I agree to look at it here. Maybe there will be new opportunities."

Shen Hanzhou said solemnly.

"You didn't encourage Brother Chen to do it, so you are ashamed to say!"

Ying Guiyuan glared at Shen Hanzhou, looking at this irrelevant look, and wanted to slap him in the face.

"I agree."

Chi Lingyin was most curious about all kinds of mysteries. She looked around and found that everything was similar, so she asked, "Which direction should we go."

"Since we came down from the island, let's continue to explore from below."

Ying Guiyuan still pointed the direction of the island, and everyone quickly reached a united front.

Since it was a bit too hasty when leaving the island, the distance was not too far, and soon everyone saw the outline of the island.

Above the swamp, everyone pretended to walk back after seeing the giant snake phantom in the sky gradually disappearing.

They stopped at the place where the six Chen Xiaoyu disappeared before.

"It's a pity that the white snakeskin rafts are all broken!"

Someone sighed distressedly at the debris floating on the swamp.

"When are you still concerned about these?"

A big bald man stood up and stared at the darkness under the swamp and asked, "Everyone did see the sword light before, right? Why haven't they come out yet?"

Everyone was silent, and it was clear that everyone thought of a result that they absolutely did not want to see.

In any case, they felt that they couldn't ignore Chen Xiaoyu and the others. Even if they were really dead, at least they would have to get the body up for confirmation.

After discussing for a while, five cultivators volunteered to stand up and plunged into the swamp with a fierce man dressed in straw clothes and dived quickly.

Not long after, the five monks floated forward again, saying that they had dived to the bottom of the swamp, but unfortunately they didn't find anything, and they were informed of their discovery at the bottom of the swamp, which was amazed by everyone.

"Then what should I do now?"

Wu Feng, who has always had no sense of existence, was scared by the white that could disturb the situation. He took the opportunity to say: "The monsters on this island are not something we can deal with, and most of them have encountered accidents in Shen Hanzhou. I think we should leave this dangerous place as soon as possible."

Everyone looked at each other. The "tragic" ending of Shen Hanzhou and the others greatly affected their confidence. Now that Wu Feng has the rhythm and fighting spirit, they can go down.

"Can't go, we still have hope."

At this time, a weak voice sounded among the monks. Everyone turned their heads to look at them, but when they saw Le Qi, who had been rescued by the three monks before, sat up and said, staring at Wu Feng with a serious face.

"What hope, hope of death?"

Wu Feng mocked him.

Le Qi shook his head and said, "Before you came here, there were nearly a hundred monks on this island. Although some of them have fallen for some reason, most of them have survived."

"So where are they now?"

The bald youth suddenly brightened his eyes, and he was not reconciled to ask him to leave here.

"On the top of the mountain in the center of the island, there is a four-faced monster idol. According to the guesses revealed by someone through the sound transmission jade slip, they think that the four-faced monster idol may be the key to cracking this dangerous place, so they divided into four groups to hunt the monsters. Now, see if you can find information related to these four-sided monsters."

Le Qi said so much, took a few breaths, and continued: "Don't worry, the strongest among them, there are two celestial phenomena peak monks, this dangerous place, we will be able to break it sooner or later."

The words of the cultivator at the peak of the celestial image realm caught their ears, and everyone's eyes lighted up. This was indeed their greatest hope.

Even Wu Feng's eyes twinkled, buried the thought of wanting to escape here.

"Then you are the one who stayed on the island?"

The bald head asked curiously: "Why did you become such a virtue?"

"There were five people we left on the island. Unintentionally, we found a cave and went in and tried it. Unexpectedly, it was a place of death."

Having said this, Le Qi sighed dimly, and said: "My four companions are all damaged inside, and only I escaped by chance."

"What's in there?"

The cultivator next to Le Qi touched him and said, "If there is a treasure in it, I think we can go and take a look. Anyway, we have more people and our ability to deal with danger should be better than you."

"I advise you all to go in."

Le Qi shook his head, but he didn't want to say more about it.

"Then shall we wait here now? Anyway, we can't go back to the island."

A monk looked at the island and spoke depressedly.

"Why can't you go to the island?"

Le Qi said: "Don't be afraid of the white snake that manipulated the thunder. As long as you don't go up to the top of the mountain and activate the idol, it won't appear again. Don't worry."

Everyone was relieved.

They continued to wander here for a while, still unable to wait for Sun Buyi to come up, and finally gave up completely, and carefully controlled the straw raft and kayak towards the island.

"Huh, what do you think this is?"

Chi Lingyin, who was walking in the front, saw sharply that there was a large bronze gate that was more than two feet tall under the island, and he wondered if he was dazzled.

"Why is there a door here?"

Shen Hanzhou also frowned.

The door in front of us is so obtrusive. When we came to the vicinity of the island, everyone discovered some real silt and some aquatic plants that accompanied the silt. From the outside, almost all the roots of the island were given by the aquatic plants. Wrapped, just a Ma Pingchuan in front of this door, as if expecting everyone to enter.

"Want to go in?"

Ying Guiyuan looked at several people and said in a deep voice: "Our current state is not very good. If there is any danger in it, then we will be dead."