At this time, the monk Qianshi who fell to the end opened the heavenly eye of Sakyamuni Buddhism. His two black pupils turned into two golden pupils like golden suns, and he carefully looked at the dark steps behind him.

As a result, because of the spiral steps and there were blind spots, he did not see what was hidden behind the darkness.

Just as the team was in a stalemate, I felt that it was not a big deal to be stalemate like this, and there was something that was not even a living person or a dead person following behind me. Everyone was about to go down and see. If there was really something unclean, one would force the one to save the other. When two pairs forced the one to save the other, suddenly, the old Taoist priest exclaimed in a low voice.

"What's wrong with the old Taoist?" Jin An glanced at the old Taoist priest with a slight look on his head, and his face was still not relaxed.

The old Taoist priest pointed to the black horn stone walls on both sides of the steps and exclaimed: "Have you seen a few black shadows running over the rock wall just now."

"The scariest thing is not this. The figures chased each other. A few shared their food and ate one. One hugged their heads and ate them. A few shared their arms, legs, and bodies."

Except for the old Taoist priests, no one saw the figure on the wall. Everyone was watching the movement behind him just now, and they didn't care about the movement around them for the time being.

After listening to the old Taoist priest's description, everyone discussed and decided to take the lead in solving the troubles behind him, and then take the time to deal with the figures on the wall.

However, they ran down about a hundred feet and couldn't find the person who had jumped heavily behind them before. However, there was a strong and undispersed cold and yin energy here, which showed that there were indeed unclean things here.

After about a dozen steps down, the cold air in the air began to become stronger and stronger, like a deep mountain ancient pond filled with sticky and stinky water.

I haven't walked far, and finally made a major discovery.

No one has been here for a thousand years. There was a string of messy shoe prints on the steps that were supposed to be covered with thick dust. It seemed that many people passed through this spiral stair not long ago.

But this is not their biggest discovery. These shoe prints are covered with a pair of black human handprints with clear palm lines. The yin energy like the rich and indelible ancient pond stagnant water continued to overflow from the black human handprints.

No one present was a timid person. Monk Qianshi boldly squatted down to touch the black palm prints that were constantly emitting black air on the steps.

Before he could touch the tip of his index finger, the black handprints on the ground immediately jumped up a large number of black lines as black as threads of hair. The breath was indescribable evil and cold. The black stockings wrapped around Monk Qianshi's index finger, trying to break his fingers.

But this monk Qianshi practiced his physical body and Buddhist practitioners. Apart from being twisted and twisted, those black stockings could not tangle Monk Qianshi's fingers.

Monk Qianshi's membrane is extremely tough.

Seeing that the monk Qianshi's finger could not be cut off, suddenly, swelled!

The black silk exploded, like a spider web, piercing hundreds of black silks of spider webs into the narrow steps, connecting them into one piece.

If an ordinary person was cut into these cold black lines, his body would turn into hundreds of pieces on the spot.

Boom!

The dazzling Buddha light burst out from monk Qianshi's body, like the summer rays of snow, and the black lines transformed by evil spirits melted in an instant.

It was not until this time that Monk Qianshi stood up again. His eyes were bright, as if there was divine light. He saw that every step in front of him had a pair of black human handprints.

Black gas was constantly emerging from those black people's handprints.

It seemed like a ghost hand from hell, climbing up from the deepest part and coming to their feet.

actually.

Without the need for Monk Qianshi to remind, everyone else in the team also saw these black handprints from the deepest part of the underground palace.

"This zombie looks a bit special, it crawled out of hell from the bottom of the head and feet." Monk Qianshi, who looked plain but had a very bright eyes and gave a sense of extraordinary demeanor, pondered a little and spoke.

At this time, he noticed that Jin'an and the old Taoist priest had different expressions, so he asked if he knew the origin of this ghost hand?

Jin An's face was plain and denied that he knew the origin of the ghost hand.

At this time, admitting that he knew Ban Duan Zi and Kuixing had a fight, wouldn’t he confess his identity as the Taoist temple of the Five Internals?

The tomb of the Dragon King in the Xiajiang River in Yinyi was extraordinary. He believed that everything that happened in the tomb of the Dragon King had been urgently reported to the Jinque of Yujing, Zhenguo Temple, and the central court in the capital. They had already been filed in the document library.

After all, among the people who were at the tomb, there were complex forces, including the commander from the court, the White Dragon Temple with the power of the Sakyamuni Buddhists, and the masters who came directly from the Jinque of Yujing, so everything that happened under the Dragon King's tomb was no longer a secret.

If the imperial document library has been filed, it is not difficult to check the files as the Tianshi Mansion that is half dependent on the imperial court.

As long as he speaks about knowing him now, everyone will know what he comes from the Five Internals Taoist Temple.

Therefore, Jin'an absolutely cannot admit his understanding.

This is to clear the troubles of the Five Internals Taoist Temple.

However, since the upper corpse of the ferryman in the underworld appeared here, Kuixing, who came out with him to the Dragon King's tomb, must be nearby.

He had to find an opportunity to remind the old Taoist priest and the sword-cutting, and be wary of the Kuixing who had occupied the flesh shell by the evil spirit in the underworld. This evil spirit that ran out of the underworld was a big trouble. Apart from the one who shouted the soul, other abilities were still unknown.

And just such a soul-calling ability almost wiped out all of them at the beginning, and it was extremely fierce.

I don’t know if it was because of the excessive yin energy here, or because the black lines of the black handprints on the ground just now burst into the underground palace here, the evil black shadows mentioned by the old Taoist priest appeared again. This time, everyone, including Jin'an, Xu Anping, and Monk Qianshi, saw it clearly.

The black figure on the rock wall suddenly appeared. It was a marriage team with eight-carrying sedan chairs. They were happily blowing and joking on the rock walls. There was a sound of gongs and drums and suona. Suddenly, it rained heavily in the sky. After the marriage team on the ground was rained, they began to go crazy. They threw down their things and then smashed the bride's sedan chair like crazy. The bride screamed and asked for help in despair. Only she sat in the sedan chair and was not soaked by the rain. She didn't turn into a madman. The bride's eyes were asking for help in the sedan chair, but she was asking for help from Jin'an and the other seven people in the underground palace.

But the marriage team of dozens of people was completely crazy. The sedan chair was quickly smashed by dozens of people. They quit the bride's despair screams and shrill curses, and got into the sedan chair, tore the bride's body apart, grabbed Xue Linlin's legs, feet, head, internal organs, black hair, and chewed them in big mouthfuls.

These people in the heavy rain all turned into bloodthirsty madmen.

The fragments of the bride's body that they shared seemed to be integrated into the endless resentment and vicious curse of the bride's lifetime, making their belly bulge like a thick water tank. Then with a slap, dozens of black figures on the rock wall exploded into a ground of flesh.

  Suddenly.

The yin energy surged in the steps of the narrow space, the yin wind blew, and the ghosts cried and howled. At this moment, it was like the gates of hell opening up, and all the evil ghosts in hell ran out.

The meat paste on the ground fused and stood up, and the original dozens of figures turned into hundreds of figures. They were like complete madmen, without any reason. As soon as they stood up, they attacked each other, fought, teared up the human body, shared food, and then exploded by resentment.

Hundreds of figures exploded into a piece of meat paste again. At this time, the yin energy in the underground palace was so intense that it was difficult for the old Taoist priest to stand. His face was pale, and thousands of figures stood in the piece of meat paste on the rock wall.

Instead of attacking Jin'an and others who were close to each other, they continued to kill each other, tear each other apart, and then ate human flesh...

"run!"

Jin An did not hesitate, and carried the old Taoist priest on his back and fled with the sword and cut his sword, fleeing above the spiral stairs.

The old Taoist priest is an ordinary person. He was penetrated by the strong yin energy here, his body was cold, his hands and feet were frozen to the point where he could not move. The breath exhaled from his mouth and nose was no longer hot air, but a layer of frost condensed near his mouth and nose.

The old Taoist priest's three yang fires and soul fires have reached the weakest point. The yin energy in his body is severely cold and is rapidly extinguishing the three yang fires that are dead.

If you don’t think of a solution, the old Taoist priest will really be here today.

"Disciple, wine gourd!"

Jin An shouted urgently when he cut his sword.

He immediately understood the sword and took out the wine gourd, pulled out the wine plug, and poured several sips of spiritual wine for the old Taoist priest.

Through the clothes on his back, Jin An finally felt that the old Taoist priest's cold body had recovered some body temperature, and the old Taoist priest's originally frozen hands and feet warmed up again.

"Old Taoist, take a sip of wine, scent of wine, protect the Qingming Festival of Lingtai. Never sleep here. We will take you out immediately! Remember, never fall asleep!"

Jin An ran down and shouted to the old Taoist priest on his back to keep the other party awake.

He knew very well.

When people have extremely low body temperatures, they are prone to fall into a coma, and once they fall asleep, they will really not be able to wake up.

The old Taoist priest was holding a sip of wine in his mouth and could not speak. Fortunately, his palms were no longer so frozen and stiff. He gently pinched the back of Jin'an's hand and gave a response.

In fact, when Jin'an said he ran, no one there was hesitation and ran wildly. He took one step to more than a dozen steps and ran out with all his strength.

At this time, everyone was trying their best to escape, no one spoke.
Chapter completed!