Chapter 368

Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly. After patting Wenxuan's body, he went straight in.

It's not like Wenxuan standing in the same place to walk, or not to go. After thinking for a moment, Wenxuan quickly followed Zhou Yi's back and walked to the deep cave.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly.

Because the structure of the whole cave is a huge altar.

The whole cave must be about the size of two football fields. On the top of the cave are placed the night pearls of various sizes. The light of light makes the dark cave as bright as day.

In the center below, there is an altar of about 30 square meters. On the ground of the altar, there is a complicated array with blood. Eight veins are connected to the eight directions of the array.

And in that vein, the source is constantly from eight directions to the altar to provide fresh blood.

Zhou Yi walked around the altar slowly. At this time, he was still thinking about what this thing was for.

Creak! Creak!

But at this time, in the cave, there were bursts of grinding sound.

Zhou Yi sighed and turned around. Sure enough, he saw that Wenxuan was leaning against the wall with his arms in his arms, shivering. His upper and lower teeth trembled slightly. He had to make such a sound.

Zhou Yi waved to him and then said, "come here!"

Wenxuan slowly raised his head, took a look at Zhou Yi, and then took a look at the terrible altar. Finally, he moved three steps to Zhou Yi's side, standing about one meter.

Just then, the old man who had just disappeared suddenly appeared.

He stares at Zhou Yi for a long time. From his turbid eyes, Zhou Yi sees a little helpless.

Then the old man shook his head and then said, "you're back after all. I'm afraid this doomed catastrophe is inevitable."

The old voice of the old man slowly reverberates in the whole cave, making people sound as if the sound came from hundreds or even thousands of years ago.

After hearing the old man's words, Wenxuan on one side was so frightened that he finally squatted at Zhou Yi's feet.

Instead of paying attention to what he was doing now, Zhou Yi met the old man's turbid eyes and said with a smile: "just tell me, is this altar prepared for me?"

Wen Xuan, who had just squatted at Zhou Yi's feet, let out a scream. Then he jumped up and ran to the cave entrance.

But I didn't expect that he had just taken a step. Zhou Yi grabbed his back collar and pulled him back.

Then Zhou Yi's slightly cold voice seemed to be mixed with a little smile, and the voice came from behind him: "what's the hurry? Where do you want to run? You have to see the whole set of plays, not to mention now?"

Wenxuan shrinks his neck and stands beside Zhou Yi honestly.

He said the old story with a plaintive voice.

Ten thousand years ago, heaven and earth were peaceful. One day, a huge black sphere fell from that day and hit hundreds of millions of rivers.

In the blink of an eye, the supernatural power in the mountains and rivers was absorbed by the strange sphere.

Hundreds of millions of great rivers lost their spiritual power, and the trees of mountains and rivers died in a blink of an eye.

The land of spiritual pulse, which had been blessed, became a place of death in an instant.

What made him feel even more frightened was that the black sphere broke open in that instant.

A whole body is hidden in the dark fog of the devil came to the world.

With his arrival, countless tragedies have taken place in the whole world. He slaughtered living creatures and sucked human marrow. Thousands of lives were slaughtered by him in the blink of an eye.

At that time, because the heaven and earth were full of spiritual energy, their accomplishments were much higher than they are now.

When the devil was in chaos, all the immortals in the world put down their usual grievances, and the United Front finally exhausted nearly ten thousand of them at that time, and then forced to kill the devil.

However, according to the cultivation of human beings, the devil has reached the mirror of heaven and earth. Ordinary methods can't eradicate him completely. His body will regroup in ten thousand years.

So at that time, those friars divided the devil's body into countless pieces and scattered them into the world. Finally, they hid the most important blood of the devil in the world.

Hearing this, Zhou Yi couldn't help but pick his eyebrows: "why hide blood?"

The old man raised his turbid eyes and sighed: "it is inevitable that the devil will revive after ten thousand years, but if he has no blood, then its strength will not be as strong as before."

On hearing this, Zhou Yi sneered and muttered: "if the power of blood is really so important, how can you fight against the way of heaven? Blood is absolutely bullshit

At this time, Wenxuan, shivering at his side for a moment, suddenly came up and whispered in Zhou Yi's ear: "Sir, I think there must be something wrong with this old man. You can't believe everything he says!""Oh?" Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and then said with a smile, "where do you see that he has a problem?"

Wenxuan first glanced at the old man, then Zhou Yi retreated, and then said, "before I came to Shannan, we did a lot of investigation. There was a story that said that everyone who died in the fog had met an old man."

Zhou Yi nodded, saying that he had heard of it.

Then Wenxuan went on to say: "if this is true, then this old man does not represent death? And when he first appeared, Zhao Bin was hanged on the tree. I don't know if he lives or dies. Do you think this old man did all this? That's why I speculate that all the problems lie with this old man. "

Wenxuan said the right thing, before that shaking like chaff youth has disappeared.

In addition, he has a good voice, so his persuasiveness is also very strong.

In just a few minutes, he had said all that he doubted in the most peaceful way.

At the end, Wenxuan concluded: "I think this old man is a vicious weirdo, or he is a real ghost, or..."

at this point, Wenxuan pauses, and then he opens his mouth mysteriously: "maybe he is the one who wants to revive the devil? Look at the things here, and the terrible altar. In those eight vessels, blood flows, right? Where did it get the blood? It must have killed talents! "

After listening to Wenxuan's words, a smile flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes, and then disappeared.

Then he looked back at the old man and the things on the ground. Finally, he looked at Wen Xuan and said in a low voice, "what do you think we should do?"

Seeing Zhou Yi ask himself, Wen Xuan's face is also flashing a smile, and then said: "we'll kill him together, this can't be a hundred?"

"Good!" Zhou Yi nods gently.

Then Zhou Yi's spiritual power surged all over his body. After a low crash sound, Wenxuan's body suddenly flew up and finally hit the wall...

in the end