Soon, the group entered the mountains.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up, there is a dilapidated temple in the shade of the forest halfway up the mountain.

The temple has black bricks and red tiles, but it has been weathered and frost. Although the outline is vaguely visible, it has only the outline left because of its age.

He was a thousand meters away from the temple. Although it was noon at this time, Han Sanqian could still feel the chill.

Qilin looked at Han Sanqian at this time and said vigilantly: "This place is very evil, be more careful, don't lose your life accidentally, it will not be worth the loss."

Han Sanqian also felt it, but he smiled: "It's evil, no one's heart is evil, let's go."

With Qin Shuang on his back, Han Sanqian went up the mountain.

More than an hour later, Han Sanqian and others finally arrived before the ruined temple. The temple was composed of three rooms, about five meters high, and there was a plaque in the center: The Dead Temple.

Standing in front of the temple, the cold sniffed and went deep into the sneaky place. Qin Shuang couldn't help but tremble coldly, and Han Sanqian's brows also frowned tightly. This temple looks very simple, but in fact, undercurrents are surging, so you should not be afraid of it.

Looking at this familiar place, Xiaobai was full of thoughts.

Thousands of years ago, he was here, fighting with the old Bull Nose Taoist, the group of the Xuwu Sect's Bull Nose. The battle lasted for three days and three nights. The corpses of the Xuwu Sect and the beasts piled up into mountains and blood flowed into rivers. He and his wife eventually lost their strength due to the Xuwu Sect's human sea tactics and fell into a disadvantage.

Later, the people of the Xuwu Sect attacked his wife, causing the Beast King to retreat all the way. The Beast King was distracted and fell into a trap. The body was sealed by the Xuwu Sect and lived here forever.

"There was only one back mountain on this peak, but after that battle, there was one more mountain here." Xiaobai smiled bitterly.

Because the mountain under your feet is not a mountain at all!

But a huge grave of ten thousand people!

Back then, all the people and beasts who died in battle were buried here.

Because there were too many casualties and no time to bury them separately, they could only leave the tomb of ten thousand people here, and built the temple on the tomb to suppress the ten thousand souls and the beast king.

Xiaobai smiled coldly: "If you want to get a golden body, you have to go to the temple."

Han Sanqian nodded. Qin Shuang gently patted Han Sanqian on his back, signaling him not to go in. This place is really evil, and I always feel something is wrong.

Han Sanqian shook his head and left Qin Shuang outside the temple. At the same time, he asked Linlong to protect Qin Shuang's arrangement next to him, and took Xiaobai into the temple.

As soon as the temple door opened, the wind and clouds suddenly changed. A gust of wind came from the temple, and there were even more sounds of ghosts and wolves crying inside. Han Sanqian forced the energy in his body, and then he calmed his mind a little.

When he stepped into the temple, the temple door closed with a loud bang. Qin Shuang's nervous jade hand outside couldn't help but hold her clothes tightly, her eyes full of worry.

At this time, Han Sanqian was also shocked by the suddenly closed temple gate. The room was pitch black and almost couldn't see his five fingers. After adapting to the light, Han Sanqian used energy to create a fireball, and then he could roughly see the situation around him.

The temple is very large, with four large pillars, each surrounded by a person. At the end of the temple, there is a statue of god. Han Sanqian cannot recognize who the statue is, but only knows that he has thick eyebrows, big eyes, green robe and long sword, and roaring.

"Under the statue of God is where the seal is." Xiaobai said.

Han Sanqian nodded and walked towards the statue without thinking.

Halfway through, Han Sanqian suddenly felt that his back was getting heavier and heavier. Every step he took was to prevent a thousand-pound pendant from being tied to his feet. It was difficult to go down and even harder to lift it.

With just two steps, Han Sanqian was already sweating profusely, and Xiaobai next to him was not much better. He shouted in pain and directly retracted into Han Sanqian's arms.

Han Sanqian looked around, but the surroundings were calm and there was no fluctuation.

What's going on?!

Han Sanqian stopped and tried to use his spiritual sense to sense the surroundings, but he also got nothing.

Seeing that the statue was only a dozen steps away from him, Han Sanqian found that he could not get close at all. If he continued to walk, he would have to die of exhaustion.

Although I don’t know what’s going on, my intuition tells Han Sanqian that this matter is not simple.

Soon, Han Sanqian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, quickly split the fireball in his hand into four, and hit the four pillars respectively. Suddenly, Han Sanqian felt relieved and became much more relaxed.

After walking a few more steps, Han Sanqian suddenly fell in a vast ocean, surrounded by water and nothing else.

Han Sanqian tried to swim a few times, but he was like a man who was pulled by a ghost. No matter how hard he tried, he just swam in place, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger.

Han Sanqian probably thought that what he was thinking was quickly rushed to eight directions. The waves were gone, and Han Sanqian suddenly returned to the ancient temple.

"I understand." Han Sanqian smiled confidently.

At this moment, the statue of the god suddenly roared. When Han Sanqian looked up, the statue of the god suddenly split into two, and the two were only wonderful, just like copying and pasting.

"Sure enough."
Chapter completed!