Holy Bone

Chapter 1007
Large horseshoe crabs with human faces, piles of bones of gods, corpse pits, yin fire sutra banners, magic rooms...

The more you go up, the more absurd things appear in the ancient gods.

Especially the magic sealing room, the number of rooms is not less than a thousand, except for a small part of the control, a small part of the strict, most of the magic sealing room are all broken.

They searched so many magic rooms, but they didn't encounter any danger, but they didn't know if the demon leaders in the rooms were all dead, or they were crouching in the dark and watching them.

There are too many sealed magic rooms here, and before halfway there, the three of them gave up searching one by one, but chose to speed up their pace, looking for the possessed Wang Zhuang, whose whereabouts are still unknown.

Speaking of Tianshi Mansion, I thought of Mr. Mo. Ever since he left the camp, he hadn't seen Mr. Mo show up. Just when Jin An paid attention to Mr. Mo, squeak——

There was a strange noise, coming from the direction behind him, which was particularly harsh and crisp in the empty and deep corridor. Jin An's back hair subconsciously stood up, and he turned to look at the dark and deep corridor behind him, with a slight frown on his brows.

"Huh? What sound?"

Uncle Lin and Master Jingchan also shifted their attention behind them.

Uncle Lin: "It seems to be the sound of the door..."

The sound of the door?

Both Jin An and Master Jing Chan froze.

In the weird atmosphere of the moment, this is not good news to be happy about.

"Could it be that Mo Lao has been at the end all the time, is it because Mo Lao is gradually catching up?" Jin Anmu was thinking now.

Uncle Lin shook his head, and said in a calm voice, "Probably not."

Jin An was curious: "Why did Uncle Lin say that?"

Uncle Lin: "Being left behind, this is not the style of Tianshi Mansion."

Jin An was startled for a moment, and then suddenly realized that yes, in the past year of knowing Tianshifu, he has met so many people in Tianshifu, high-profile is the style of Tianshifu, and low-key is destined to have no fate with Tianshifu.

If it wasn't Mo Lao, then how did the door sound behind him come from?

Is it windy?

Jin An was the first to stand up against this conjecture.

Those magic sealing rooms were poured with iron juice and welded to death. Even though they were severely rotten, they were still firm and could not be smashed open with a sledgehammer. How could they be blown away by the wind.

In the end, the three of them chose to go back cautiously to have a look. At their level, they don't believe in hallucinations or auditory hallucinations at all. Only when they are sexually cautious can they live until now.

"Go, go back and have a look."

The three of them quickly found the source of the abnormal noise. Looking at the door that had slammed into the ground, fresh marks were still left on the door frame. The three of them looked at each other, first showing surprise expressions, and then turning dignified and serious expressions.

Is this a bit too much of a coincidence?
It has never collapsed for thousands of years. They collapsed as soon as they walked over. This is a bit scary to think about.

In order to determine whether the detainee in the magic sealing room is a demon or an angel, and whether they have escaped.

One person was left to guard the door, just in case they were locked inside, and the other two entered the dark room.

It's just that there is nothing in the Demon Sealing Room, no one or anything, no ghostly scribbles of blood, and no other clues left behind.

clean.

It was so clean.

Not a single clue was left.

The three of them even began to suspect that what was imprisoned in this magic sealing room was not a human being, but some kind of evil magic weapon.But even if it was used to seal the evil weapon, it would be too clean, as if it had been artificially arranged?

After being imprisoned for such a long time, not only did he not go crazy, he vented and destroyed the room insanely, but it was kept clean and spotless, which further proved that the person detained here was a psychotic lunatic.

Because only crazy people are different from normal people.

The more this is the more dangerous.

Dogs that can bite don't bark, and their words are not rough, and the same applies here, assuming that the person who is sealed here is a person!

It's a pity that the dark night in the wild world can eat people, they can't get out of their bodies too far, and they can't find more clues nearby.

Jin An also once wondered whether the people or evil weapons in this magic-sealing room had been wiped out by the long river of time and self-destructed, otherwise they would not have been so clean.But he quickly vetoed his conjecture, this is the ancient gods built in the Guixu God Realm, don't underestimate any abnormality, there must be a demon when something abnormal happens.

The monster here is very likely to be a big monster!
"What kind of person can survive after being sealed for so long?" Jin An held a torch in his hand, frowned and discussed with Uncle Lin.

Uncle Lin: "When a person dies and does not rot for a thousand years, he is flying stiff, and when he dies and meets a thousand years of immortality, it is..."

Uncle Lin suddenly stopped.

"What is it?" Jin An was curious.

Uncle Lin seemed to have thought of something taboo, shook his head in a secretive manner, and said calmly that it was nothing.

Jin An looked at Uncle Lin strangely, Uncle Lin lowered his head in thought and didn't speak.

"Go out and meet Master Jingchan first, and then we try not to be alone. This is the Godland of Guixu, and anything impossible can happen." Uncle Lin led Jin An out of the magic sealing room, and met Master Jingchan at the door. confluence.

"Is there any movement outside?" Uncle Lin asked Master Jingchan.

Master Jingchan clasped his hands together and shook his head, saying no, but the palms of his clasped palms made a subtle movement of pointing upwards: "The poor monk tried to open the Buddha's eye just now, but got nothing."

Both Jin An and Uncle Lin were not ordinary people, they both sensed the subtle movements of Master Jingchan, and continued on the road calmly, walking deeper into the ancient Shenyu.

In fact, the three of them had secretly sacrificed their magic weapons to guard against threats from above.

The fifth change!
Celestial Eye!
Jin An, who quietly carried the shaking altar wood in the wide sleeves of the Taoist robe and the eleven-time five-thunder-slaying evil talisman, used 72 supernatural powers to secretly observe the ceiling above his head.

one,

two,

three……

He saw three long shadows on the ceiling above his head, all the way behind him.

He, Uncle Lin, and Master Jingchan happened to be three people, and there were also three figures above their heads, and it was their figures that ran to the top of their heads!
Jin An quietly observed the ground under his feet. Sure enough, there was no one under the feet of the three of them.

He originally wanted to see Uncle Lin's reaction, but before he turned his head, he saw Uncle Lin glance at him from the corner of his eye and shake his head slightly. Jin An immediately understood that Uncle Lin must have seen the three figures running away too. Weird thing to go to the top of your head.

Uncle Lin was signaling him not to startle the snake.

Jin An remained silent, and followed Uncle Lin to continue walking, not choosing to look behind him.Their shadows are possessed by unclean things. At this time, if they don't see their shadows on the ground when they turn around, they will be on the verge of death.

There are several shadow taboos among the elderly in rural areas. One is the taboo of being stepped on by others, the other is the taboo of being nailed into the shadow, and the third is the taboo of the shadow disappearing.

Now I can only wait and see what happens, pretend not to notice anything unusual, and wait for the things behind me to show their clues.

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In this dead corridor where you can hear a needle drop, you can hear even the slightest footsteps. The footsteps rise and fall with the beating of the heart. People walking in this deep and empty dark corridor sometimes have auditory hallucinations Sometimes it was the footsteps of three people, sometimes it was mixed with the footsteps of the fourth person, the footsteps fluctuated more and less, and the three of them kept pretending to check the magic room along the road, without looking back...

(End of this chapter)