The lava channel has reached its end.

A large dark hole appeared, and the slurry rolled down like a waterfall. The diameter of the abyss hole was dozens of kilometers. There was a hot air rolling upwards inside. When the slurry fell, it was also seen that it was the bottom. Only some dead black breath wrapped in flames and churned back and forth in this abyss space.

The giant bone dragon slowly sank along the abyss, and it was impossible to turn back, although the environment really makes people feel bad.

The lava rolls, but the darkness is the main color here. The misty smoke is black, containing the smell of sulfur and corpses.

It is impossible for humans to survive in this environment. Everyone can no longer be stingy with the loss of spiritual energy. They all distribute a layer of flowing flames wrapped in spiritual energy on the surface of the body to resist the scorching and rotten airflow.

The three-legged golden crow restrained its whole body and turned into an ordinary black crow. Standing on Yang Zheng's shoulder, only a pair of eyes flashing with blood-red flames turned drippingly, highlighting its extraordinaryness. Behind him was Xiao Hei's huge body.

The deeper and deeper the abyss, Yang Zheng found that it was actually conical, with the diameter of the hole at dozens of kilometers, and the inside was even more amazingly large.

The giant bone dragon's body shape is just a small millet here, surrounded by caves, densely packed like honeycombs.

It was still unconscious of the person standing on it, slowly approaching a cave along the track, and there were countless dragons like it, flying silently in this huge abyss. Shortly after entering the cave, the dragon lay motionless in a clearing.

Yang Zheng looked around and the heat here was beyond imagination, but it was not a problem for them. What made him notice was that several strange crystals were distributed around the cave to form a strange pattern. He was not unfamiliar with it. This was the symbol of the magic circle.

He jumped off the dragon's back. At this time, the dragon was already sleeping like a rock, and could no longer feel a trace of breath, even the yin energy of the undead.

Although this scene is not terrifying, it is extremely strange. There is no such undead, who has no awareness of the outside world and only acts like a mechanical act. He is already a little concerned in his heart. He no longer looks at the dragon, but walks around the cave. He observes the strangely arranged crystals around him. Scarlett and Zi Xin stand there quietly, looking at the nose and the heart. Occasionally, the corner of his eyes falls on Yang Zheng, but he doesn't care about the surrounding environment.

In terms of knowledge, Scarlett and Zi Xin are naturally far superior to Yang Zheng, but when it comes to specific aspects, they actually don’t understand a lot of things. For example, various magical knowledge of human beings can use spiritual power to understand the origin of various elements and easily drive elements, but in fact they are very different from the magic of ancient human beings.

Humans have developed magical powers that are not worth mentioning in their eyes. Just like they are born to use swords, why bother to try to attack with their hands? The level of spiritual energy is much higher than that of magical power, which also leads to their understanding of human magic even worse than that of Yang Zheng.

They were too lazy to see the scene around them, and they couldn't understand them at all.

The flow of the tentacle Yin Qi obviously contains the breath of death magic. Could it be the magic circle that drives these death dragons? Yang Zheng gently stroked the crystals with his hand and thought in his mind.

Unfamiliar, with a bit of familiarity, I always feel that it looks similar to something.

Ancient magic...

It is indeed like ancient magic. In the modern era when magic civilization declines, Yang Zheng didn't want anyone to control the death dragon. Even those crazy death researchers in the Black Mage Tower do not have this ability.

Like space magic, necromancer control magic is also a lost subject.

Unless it is in ancient times...for example, the magical civilization era in which Mixuer's parents survived.

Yang Zheng was about to wake up Mixue'er and let her see these magic settings.

He heard a bell and drum roaring like a roar, surging, causing the air to seem to be distorted.

Scarlett and Zi Xin, who were as quiet as virgins, almost instantly dodged away, leaving a trace of afterimage on the spot. The demon dragon Xiaohei let out a low roar uneasy. The sound was also suppressed by the constant roar. What is this...?

Yang Zheng rushed to the entrance of the cave. Scarlett and Zi Xin were both standing there, their eyes staring at the bottom of the endless abyss with cold eyes.

In the darkness, the vast sound waves chattered endlessly.

At the same time, the misty black air was blown out as if it was a huge blower. Below the abyss, you could see rolling magma surging continuously.

The sound seemed to come from deeper, and the blood-red slurry was surging, as if it had resonated.

A dark platform slowly emerged from under the lava.

The platform was too huge, and it sounded like a crack when stretched upwards.

Yang Zheng, Scarlett and others showed solemnity, and they all sensed the strange aura that slowly climbed up the black platform, wisps of which were experiencing.

They are not uncommon people. They know that there must be strangeness, but they don’t have much worry in their hearts, just waiting quietly for what will happen next.

The slurry slid slowly down from the black platform.

Seeing the platform keep rising and rising, it is almost filling the entire abyss gap. Yang Zheng and the others are also very skilled and brave, and they are still motionless. Seeing the platform slowly climbing along, almost blocking the entrance of the abyss cave. There is no trace of light around, because this huge platform blocks all the caves.

The darkness naturally cannot block Yang Zheng and others' vision.

Yang Zheng felt aroused in his heart. Facing this transcendent scene, he had a hint of doubt and a hint of surprise: "Does he have searched without any effort to find anything? This is the super civilization ruin hidden in the long river of history?"

It was obviously not only him who had this idea. Scarlett and Zi Xin also looked at each other, and were equally confused from each other's eyes, and at the same time quickly disappeared. Turning his head, a trace of vigilance flashed deep in his eyes.

This vigilance is not about facing the unknown black platform in front of you, but about each other.

If this place is really a super civilization ruin, then the expedition team with different thoughts may have to face a choice.

The depression of the atmosphere was only a short moment. No matter what thoughts were in my heart, I always had to do enough on the surface. The group was about to go to this platform to find out what was going on, and countless crackling movements were already heard on the platform.

Heavy footsteps came, and Yang Zheng and others flashed into the cave, and the platform was filled with caves. One of the caves was parallel to the cave where Yang Zheng and the others were.

A red figure appeared at the entrance of the cave, about two meters tall, but his extremely thick body made him look short and stubborn, covered with red subway shells. The joints were covered with threads, and the right arm was more than twice as thick as the left arm. The iron shell was flowing with a cold red light, and it was cold and gloomy in the dark.

The iron-shelled monster entered the cave where Yang Zheng was in just one step.

As he walked in step by step, his steps were extremely heavy, and he was afraid that he would be able to weigh thousands of pounds on his body. Even his face was completely wrapped in red iron shells, without any breath of living creatures.

Yang Zheng and the others were hiding in the shadows, watching the iron-shelled monsters keep approaching, a trace of cold light appeared in their eyes.

I hope this ghost thing is like a giant dragon and will not discover them.

As soon as the thought flashed, Yang Zheng saw that the iron-shelled head turned around and aimed at him in the darkness. Although this thing had no facial features, hostility quickly surged in Yang Zheng's mind. The spiritual power is a magical power that can reflect anyone's emotions into his mind.

In a moment, the three of them took action!

Three groups of shadows flew past the iron-shelled monster at the same time, like a breeze gently stroking...

This seemingly invincible iron-shelled monster shattered into piles and fell to the ground.

Yang Zheng, Scarlett and Zi Xin looked at each other, and they all showed a hint of clarity. These three masters took action at the same time, and there was nothing in this world that could snatch their sharpness.

They walked to the broken iron shell and found a pool of black and smelly blood flowing out of the ground.

Yang Zheng grabbed the iron shell and observed it. The red iron shell was extremely hard, much harder than ordinary iron. He didn't know what it was mixed. There was a little temperature on it. The whole head was wrapped like a metal ball, but a black liquid flowed out from below. He used force to pull the iron shell open and blood spurted out, which scared him. It was not such an ugly creature, but an iron shell and flesh connected together. It seemed like a half-human and semi-mechanical creature that was born together.

Iron Man?

Yang Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly. He pondered for a moment, threw down this thing and said, "This thing must be artificial. We have to go in and take a look. Maybe someone is in charge of everything here."

Of course, Scarlett and the others had no objection. Without saying a word, a few people rushed into the cave where the steel man walked out.

Because of its huge size, Xiao Hei temporarily stayed in the dragon's cave.

There was no light in the dark tunnel, but countless footsteps could be heard, and there were no idea how many creatures were hidden inside the platform.

Yang Zheng and others were not afraid of being discovered, so they used their spiritual energy to hide their bodies, and rely on the six senses to sense them, and did not faint by the tunnels that were connected to the various channels, and kept advancing into the inside of the platform.

They were extremely fast, and even though the platform was vast and twists and turns inside, they soon found an exit.

Hiding there, looking inside, suddenly enlightened, a circular corridor extending out, surrounding it in circles and downwards, shaped like the circular specifications of the Roman Colosseum, are countless times larger than it. There are countless black figures walking around on the corridor, occasionally a faint red flame swept from them, densely packed with dense red flames.

Who would have thought that this underground city would be buried deep here?

Some black-winged birds shuttle back and forth, as silent as sound, comparable to dark bats.

Red lava rolls and flows in the underground rivers.

To say that this is the so-called relic of super civilization in the earth, the minds of several people were shaken.

This is clearly a dungeon where dark creatures gather, but no one has seen these strange creatures. Unlike the giant ancient dragons on the outside, these creatures obviously have independent thinking and can discover the traces of Yang Zheng and the others.

"I don't know where I broke into it? I'll give you some advice, whether to leave or stay?" Yang Zheng silently communicated with Scarlett and the others. Perhaps he felt that this place didn't look like a so-called ruin. Since it has not been found, this fragile alliance can naturally be maintained. Scarlett said sweetly: "I have no objection, I'll just listen to you..."

Her soft and charming voice was enough to soften any man's heart. Yang Zheng turned his head with a headache and looked at Zi Xin.

"It's not like a ruin, but I've never seen these creatures." Zi Xin stated his point of view on a flat-screen basis, which is completely different from Scarlett's charming heart.

Yang Zheng touched his nose and said, "I don't look like a ruin. It's important to do serious business. Let's leave here."

As soon as the words finished, a harsh crackling sound came.

Immediately afterwards, all those flying in the air stopped walking on the ground, as if time had frozen instantly. When Yang Zheng and the others encountered this situation, they naturally gave up the idea of ​​leaving immediately and saw what they wanted to do.

A ball of black smoke slowly rose from below. In the thick fog, an iceberg-like crystal appeared and appeared.

Red long-tailed dragons surrounded the black smoke, like clusters of bees. After floating to a certain height, the black smoke gradually faded and finally revealed a floating ice crystal inside. In the darkness, only the ice crystal body emitted light, so dazzling.

All the creatures flying on the corridor and in the air seemed to be sensed by the crystal and remained motionless.

The huge crystal is thick at the bottom, like an inverted hill, sinking and floating, with a halo flowing, and a cold and bright light. "Is there anyone in that thing?"

Scarlett first saw it, and Yang Zheng also noticed that there was a depression on the sinking and floating crystal, which looked like a crystal-carved seat from a distance. On the seat, a person was sitting there with his head tilted. He said he was a human, but when he saw his whole body and the crystals merged together, it also appeared in the shape of ice crystals, and was very far apart. If he didn't look carefully, he would not be able to tell it.

A faint purple flame rose on Yang Zheng's eyes.

As the pupils contract and shrink, the field of vision immediately expanded and became clearer several times, and the human body on the giant crystal was clearly seen.

The man was tall and had a wide bones. He leaned on a crystal seat, supported his tilted head with one hand. His face was deep and majestic, and his beard was very dense. He drooped down to his chest. The ice-colored shawl was tied over his shoulders and knotted with a gem as big as a bowl on his chest. There was also a gorgeous crown on his head, but it was also crystallized with ice.

Yang Zheng could see it, but he didn't notice that the six-pointed star on Mixue'er's forehead had a slight change. It was originally hidden in his skin, but it was slightly raised and floated on the surface.

No need to think, that majestic man who freezes in the ice crystal for thousands of years should be the master of this dungeon.

Several balls of white flames slowly rose from the ground. When they flew to the huge crystal, the flames suddenly went out, revealing humans who were robbed, or the dead, which was more appropriate. Their flesh had rotten black hair and purple hair, and their eyes were black and painted like ink, like mummies that had been stored for tens of thousands of years.

These people have three men and three women in the same style of robes. The only difference is that the man’s chest is a skeleton and the woman’s chest is a cross. The robe is very gorgeous, but because of the dark and pale color, it is full of ghost spirit.

The king of earth in the ice crystal did not move, and still solidified there like a sculpture, while the few undead flying over were surrounded there respectfully.

They stretched out their hands to caress their chests, lowered their heads slightly, as if they were doing some kind of prayer ceremony.

After a long time, the ice crystal shook violently.

At the same time, Yang Zheng suddenly felt a palpitation.
To be continued...