Everyone was tightly surrounded by the alchemy furnace in front of them, and everyone looked at each other nervously.

However, what we were worried about did not happen. As the sound of the mechanism continued to operate, nothing serious happened. Instead, while our feet were constantly shaking, a piece of ground on the edge slowly flipped over.

I almost frowned in an instant, and I didn't notice that there was such a mechanism here.

When I arrived here, I had looked around and found no traces. It was possible that the small lid at the edge of the corner was ignored because of its small size.

But such a large machine door is different, and the gaps left on the ground are too obvious.

But the actual situation is that when I looked at this place before, I didn't find any trace...

Such a craft is really exaggerating!

Under such circumstances, the gap is almost at a point that the naked eye cannot capture, and it can also ensure that the mechanism is in a normal starting state.

If it were a modern machine tool with the highest precision, it might be possible, but in ancient times, all these machines needed to be polished and cut by hand. It was really difficult to obtain such accuracy.

But at this moment, I also thought of something...

If the mechanism here is so sophisticated, why would the mechanism at the door be so rough? This proves my previous guess.

The builders here deliberately wanted to attract the cemetery in large quantities to complete the steps of alchemy refining by living people.

It's really a scheming!

I even doubt that the opened door in front of me is another bureau?

With such advanced technology, why did I discover the mechanism in front of me?

I left the alchemy furnace I leaned against and looked down along the stone gate under the edge corner.

Downward is a long ladder, this time it is different from the previous style.

In the past, the structure inside the tomb was relatively short, both the tomb passage and the stairs were short, but the stairs now seemed to be bottomless.

Staring at the stone door in front of me was like staring at the mouth of a ferocious beast that chose someone to eat. It felt like I could never get on again after I went down.

"Let's go."

I stared at the stairs in front of me, my eyes gradually narrowed and I spit out two words.

After all, it is not a good thing to continue wandering here. No matter what the risks are below, the two words "yin" here are not easy to deal with.

Now I can't think of any countermeasures, and the heat flow in my body is still shrinking.

The heat flow that the dagger poured into the body was only injected with a stream of energy. As for the original energy surging in the body, it should be retreated.

As soon as I spoke, my steps had already stepped in. The moment I stepped in, I immediately saw a stream of ice emerging from my feet.

The temperature here is definitely not normal as the depth continues to drop. Something should be emitting a chill below.

No matter what, I have no reason to retreat. Since I came in, I have not found any traces of the Soul-Surfing Grass. To find the Soul-Surfing Grass that can save my life, I must keep moving forward.

I didn't even look back at the other people's opinions. The opinions of others are no longer important to me. No matter what these people think or whether they are moving forward, there is no room for choice left in front of me.

The lower you go, the lower the temperature below, so low that it even makes people feel that the blood in the body has frozen into ice.

The walls around were polished carefully and felt extremely smooth, but they also felt a chill.

I could hear the sound of breathing getting heavier and the extremely low temperature was constantly taking away a lot of physical strength in my body.

The chill kept pouring into every corner of my body, and even the heat flow in my body still made me feel any warmth.

In this stone step, every step you walk is a great torment, and time seems to pass very slowly.

If I could run fast, I could relieve the cold while exercising, but after seeing the exquisite mechanism in the tomb, I had already cut off this idea.

I know if there is a fatal mechanism hidden on the stone steps in front of me. Originally, my ability to survey mechanisms was not too strong. If I hadn't had a good insight, I wouldn't have found traces of mechanisms again and again.

But once I run, my insight is instantly sacrificed, and it is not so easy to find the mechanism with my eyes.

So I could only endure this chill and feel it little by little.

My whole body was trembling violently, and every breath of breath brought out a lot of white mist, and the temperature here was definitely lower than minus ten degrees Celsius.

Although I had already predicted that the temperature inside the tomb was extremely low and I had worn more clothes, I still couldn't resist the cold.

Ten minutes seemed to me as if it had been hours since I could see the end of the far stairs.

I immediately accelerated the speed under my feet and rushed down step by step, and tried my best to the best of my speed when I could achieve safety.

The moment I walked down the steps, I felt that the cold around me was much stronger than before on the stone steps.

Every breath seemed to be frozen. Just taking a breath, the cold chill made the lungs hurt.

This is a completely different experience than being in the desert, the temperature here...

I pulled out a thermometer from my bag, and the moment I saw the scale on the thermometer, my pupils shrank sharply.

minus 25 degrees!

This is still a fatal temperature for me who has multiple sets of autumn clothes.

If the heat flow in my body was not still running, I would have been frozen at this moment.

But this is not enough. The heat flow is not in a period of constant decline, so this is definitely not a place to stay for a long time.

Even if nothing strange happens, in terms of the temperature here, it is enough to be fatal.

At the same time, some doubts flashed through my mind. What exactly is here that can actually affect the temperature so much, even lower the temperature to such a low level.

At this moment, my eyes began to sweep carefully along the surroundings.

The space here is terrible, and there is no obvious carving around it. Originally, it should be a huge hole, and it should be the hollow inside the mountain.

It's like a cave with a sealed mouth... I want to talk about "The Strange Tomb and Distinctive Talk" with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find friends~
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