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One hundred and twenty-six. Stone pillars

?Chen Hao and Yan Qingnan looked at each other and could see the hesitation in each other's eyes. They nodded secretly, and they slowly moved closer together to form a force of mutual assistance. Even if there was any danger, they could react in time. I think that with their cultivation, they could even break through the dragon pond and tiger den. It is also necessary to take some risks for such strange things as the world.

The steps are slippery and covered with mottled moss, as if no one has walked through it for a long time. If you accidentally stagger, you may fall into the endless abyss and fall to pieces.

Although everyone present had the power to fly in the air, Chen Hao always felt that the undercurrent seemed to be surging outside the steps, and it was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. The gray fog that could not be seen through, and there was no idea how many murderous intents were hidden.

He stood quietly behind the old shadow disciple, waiting for him to step into the mist first, just like a drunkard who was afraid of the venom in the delicacy of the food at the Hongmen Banquet. The host who wanted to hold the banquet asked someone to try it first. No matter when, be cautious, this is the way to survive.

The old man did not hesitate at all. His body was like water and he was completely immersed in the fog, as if he was generous to the battlefield. He could not feel any fear in his eyes. It seemed that the waves below were calm, and there were no stormy waves as he had guessed, with a lot of vortexes.

Chen Hao hesitated for a moment, but saw Yan Qingnan also throwing himself into the grey fog's arms. He had to grit his teeth and step on his feet. The moment his toes touched the fog, his body naturally slid into it. He had no way to start if he wanted to slow down.

I felt a darkness in front of me, and the biting coldness penetrated my bones. The light blue light fire on the stone pillars on both sides became faintly visible, as if covered with a thick layer of veil. The road ahead was chaotic, and it was even more confused to retreat. This feeling was like encountering a sandstorm in the desert, dark everywhere, and no direction was distinguished.

Chen Hao did not dare to act rashly for a moment, the steps were only a little wide. If Xingmao stepped on the wrong step and fell down the abyss, he would have life worries. He looked around and wanted to move closer to Yan Qingnan, but found that as soon as the two of them came in, they seemed to be trapped in two different spaces, and they could not feel any breath of each other. It seemed that there was only one lonely self in the depths of the ground. A sense of emptiness suddenly arose, and fear was eroding little by little, bringing the rhythm of darkness and death.

The steps under his feet suddenly trembled, which made Chen Hao frown. Could it be that these stone steps have existed for many years, but now they have completely weathered and decayed? If they collapse, it would be very bad.

He trembled and felt it was almost gone. He was surprised at first, but then he was confused. Although the steps were not decayed, they carried him in a certain direction, like a living thing.

He summoned a blue sword with his arm and was about to test it, but he stopped it again. He always felt something was wrong in his heart. There was no crisis yet. Instead, his reckless actions might bring unexpected disasters.

Forget it, since you come, you will be at ease. Just guard against the water and soil.

He has now determined what tricks the elderly shadow disciple has played. These fogs should be condensed by a certain specific formation. If it is a formation, there will be a solution, but he chose to hide it. His face is the ancient well without waves, which makes people unable to find any flaws.

If I had known this, Yan Qingnan would have really asked him to search for his soul and seize his soul, and he would not have fallen into such a situation at this moment.

He thought about it and waved his hand to condense into a green lotus. The golden ancient scriptures still floated on his shoulders, sprinkling a soft and tough light. Although he had not discovered any danger, he still planned for the future.

After a while, a rustling sound suddenly came from the front, as if some thin creatures were walking around, accompanied by a low roar, as if a ferocious beast lurking in the unknown, and at this moment, it was scattering endless murderous intent.

Be careful! Chen Hao's heart burst, his feet moved lightly, feeling a strong wind wiping his face, and the sharp breath brought out a sound of howling through the air, which sounded harsh in this closed underground space for a moment.

In a trance, he felt that the trembling under his feet had completely stopped, and the fog around him was slowly dissipating, and the attack that had been worried in his heart did not happen again, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The scene in the distance was faintly visible. He waved the weapons in his hand to dispel the mist of participation, but suddenly heard a low buzzing sound, and the remaining mist penetrated like a tide, without any remaining here.

It turned out to be a cave! Chen Hao looked at the surrounding environment and saw huge stone stalactites hanging upside down on the top of the empty cave. Dots of water were falling from it, making dripping sounds from time to time. It was silent everywhere, and only he could hear the rustling footsteps of his walking and the fiery heartbeat in his chest.

Bypassing a huge rock barrier, he tried to sprinkle his divine thoughts to capture some necessary aura, but found that this place was ordinary, except that it was so big that it was not changed or shadowless that there was no special point. All kinds of prohibition traps did not exude any aura, unless the other party's array technique could hide the world and escape his golden eyes.

Although I was puzzled, my hands were still tightened secretly. The environment here was very unfamiliar, and I was even more in the deep underground. It is unknown whether it is in the Xuanbing Peak. It is better to be careful in everything.

He kept walking in one direction. For about half an hour, a biting cold came from all over the world again. He wanted to find out the clues here, but then he suddenly felt a sudden sudden heart and saw endless gray fog swallowing his body again.

Could it be that the fog is like a tide, rising and falling every time?

Chen Hao frowned, and simply sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing. He could not tell the direction in the fog. Even if he made some achievements later, he might find that it was useless. Instead, it would be better to use stillness to control the movement and understand the rules.

But then he opened his eyes and said something bad, and the trembling feeling of the ground came again. He was like a floating boat above the ocean, drifting along the ocean current with the wind, and he didn't know where to go.

How could this be so! He was a little panicked now. This method was unheard of. He caught him off guard for a moment and could not think of a solution at all.

He took a few breaths, forcing his somewhat hot mind to calm down, thinking hard, just asking for a flash of inspiration and the darkness of the willows and flowers.

I tried to wield the sword blade to dispel the fog, but the fog was very tough at this time. The sword energy only made it surging, but there was no tendency to fade, as if a source was gushing waves of fog from time to time towards this place, and the fire was not exhausted.

Finally, everything stopped again, time seemed to have returned to the previous cycle, but the surrounding scenery changed drastically. He found that he had come to a strange pool. The pool water was dark blue and unknown how deep it was. He was only one step before he would fall into the pool, frozen by the bone-bright chill that could be felt from a distance.

It's so dangerous! If the fog had dissipated for a moment, it might have turned into a tragedy at this moment, and I would have made the last struggle of life and death among the heavy ice.

Life and death were just a thread. Such a thrilling thing made fine beads of sweat seep out from his forehead, and he was very afraid.

He quickly took a few steps back and looked at the strange pool. The pool was about a few feet wide and was a little deep. The dark blue light shone out from the water, reflecting the edge of the pool in a bizarre way. He didn't know whether it was the mineral at the bottom of the pool or the unique creature in the water.

Several long aquatic plants hang down on the shore, with small and pale leaves, and there is no sunshine all day long, and I don’t know what kind of force they rely on to survive.

At this moment, a few loud hissings suddenly came from the front, with a hint of joy in the sound. Chen Hao hurriedly hid his figure into the darkness of a big rock, ready to wait and see.

Surprisingly, the one who made the hissing sound was several huge salamanders. The tip of their long tongues stretched out from time to time, drinking the water in the pool bit by bit. There was a faint bulge on their foreheads, and they emitted a light yellow fluorescence from time to time, blocking the biting deep cold and unable to cause any harm to it.

Chen Hao sighed inwardly, "The fittest survives, maybe the creatures here evolved because of external conditions, such as those aquatic plants, and so on these salamanders."

The salamander had drunk enough soon, and hissed a few satisfactions. He touched each other's heads with his companions, and turned around to leave. But Chen Hao calculated that the fog was coming soon, and he hurriedly interspersed behind them. In the vast desert, there were old camels who could tell the direction in the sandstorm. Chen Hao believed that the same was true for these creatures, otherwise they would not be able to survive here for such a long time.

He released his divine thoughts and secretly condensed into a chain shape, covering the neck of a huge salamander. The latter shook his head in discomfort and looked around for a while. In the end, he found nothing. Then he accelerated his pace and followed his companions.

The fog once again arrived as scheduled, and the surroundings were blurred and the earth was trembling. But at this moment, Chen Hao had a guiding light and was no longer as passive as before. He followed the salamander and sometimes rushed east, sometimes moving north, and his body flashed, as fast as a wind.

The howling sound in his ears slowly stopped. He calmed down and found that the fog faded again. The scene around him seemed to jump out of the painting and slowly became clear. He was shocked to find that he had come to a mottled square. In front of him was a huge stone pillar, about hundreds of feet long and dozens of feet thick, like a hill.

What is particularly amazing is that there are traces of knife and axe on the stone pillar, which looks like a remnant of an extremely tall building.

How could that be so amazing? How could such a magnificent building appear underground? Chen Hao's heart was pounding, and he was guessing that he might have uncovered a dusty history.

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