The Lost City of Alien Beasts

Chapter 1077 Dry Well
Half an hour later, Wang Zikai was covered in dirt and sweaty, sitting on the ground panting.

In fact, when Wang Zikai wanted to create a hole, it was just a matter of punching him. But if he wanted to dig the grave properly without damaging the tomb and coffin, he could only use a hatchet as a shovel. The task immediately became arduous. A hundred times.

It's not that Gao Yang doesn't want to help, but the thought of digging his grandfather's grave is really rebellious and inappropriate.

Qing Ling didn't want to dig her either. She even thought of a reason: "I am his grandson's wife, so I am not suitable."

Wang Zikai complained endlessly, and finally dug the grave and took out the coffin.

Gao Yang asked the two of them to step back, put on the "golden holy clothes" himself, and carefully opened the coffin.

There was no danger inside the coffin. There was only a folded shroud with a shroud on top and an urn next to it.

Gao Yang jumped into the coffin, took out the urn, opened it, and his face darkened.

Qing Ling and Wang Zikai immediately approached.

"I'll go! What is this?" Wang Zikai frowned.

There was no ashes in the urn, only a rectangular light blue stone that looked like a brick.

Gao Yang took out the stone, looked at it carefully, and concluded, "This is a whetstone."

"Give it to me." Qing Ling stretched out her hand.

Gao Yang handed the whetstone to Qing Ling. She closed her eyes and opened them again for three seconds: "There is also some energy left on it, which is consistent with the energy on the hatchet."

Gao Yang guessed what he was going to do and took a look at Qing Ling.

Qing Ling nodded and agreed with Gao Yang's approach.

"Wang Zikai." Gao Yang stretched out his hand, "Give me the hatchet."

"Oh, okay." Wang Zikai turned around and picked up the mud-covered hatchet and handed it to Gao Yang.

Gao Yang took it, shook off the wet soil on the knife, and placed the hatchet on the whetstone.

"Om-"

Sure enough, the hatchet reacted and immediately emitted a lavender light.

Gao Yang took a deep breath and sharpened the hatchet on the whetstone.

"hiss--"

The light on the hatchet became brighter and brighter, instantly dyeing the faces of the three people purple.

"Soon-"

Suddenly, this ball of light turned into a ball of purple demonic fire that emerged from the hatchet and flew out of the mountain.It was very fast, like a sparrow, and was about to disappear into the sunset.

"Chase!" Gao Yang made a quick decision.

Qing Ling jumped up onto the Tang Dao, opened her hands at the same time, grabbed Gao Yang and Wang Zikai, and took them flying into the sky.

The purple demonic fire flew over two hills and landed on a wasteland.

At the end of the wasteland is a rolling mountain range, but it is impossible to reach it. It is just a false scenery displayed by the foggy border.

The demonic fire plunged into a large area of ​​deep weeds on the wasteland.

The three of them followed closely and landed at a nearby location.

Wang Zikai was very excited and was the first to run towards the large waist-deep weeds. He pried open the weeds with both hands and approached the place where the demon fire disappeared. He immediately made a discovery: "Come and see!"

Gao Yang and Qing Ling quickly followed and were surprised to find a well hidden among the weeds.

The most common stone well for collecting water has been abandoned for many years. The windlass on the well is broken, collapsed on one side, and is covered with wood-rot fungi.

Gao Yang approached the stone well and looked inside. It was pitch black and bottomless, and it looked like a dry well.

Obviously, the purple demonic fire got into this dry well.

Qing Ling glanced at Gao Yang.

Gao Yang thought for a moment and said, "Back off first."

The three of them left the weeds and came to the open space. He raised his right hand, and a ball of flame appeared in the weeds and spread quickly. Soon a fire ignited in front of them.

Gao Yang's idea is very simple. First, use talent to clear the field of vision around the dry well. It is also a test to see if the dry well responds to talent and energy.Under Gao Yang's control, the fire quickly burned out all the weeds near the dry well, and the front turned into a charred wasteland. The dry well in the middle was "unscathed", with no trace of scorching at all. As expected, it was very question.

"Call everyone over immediately." Gao Yang said.

Qing Ling nodded and took out her mobile phone.

"I'll go inside and take a look." Gao Yang walked towards the dry well.

"Are you sure?" Qing Ling frowned.

"What are you afraid of? Brother is here." Wang Zikai patted his chest.

"Wang Zikai, you also stay, I'll go alone." Gao Yang said.

Gao Yang doesn't want to be a hero. He has [Absolute Barrier], which can protect himself no matter what danger he encounters. He also has [Time and Space Ghost], which can immediately perform a "space jump" to escape from the scene, and the system can also issue a warning if it appears. Danger or entering unknown territory can remind him in time.

Qing Ling knew Gao Yang's thoughts very well and didn't say any more.

Wang Zikai wanted to accompany him, but he also understood Gao Yang's uncompromising character, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Be careful." Qing Ling said.

"Shout if something happens," Wang Zikai said.

Gao Yang nodded and gave the two people an OK gesture.

Gao Yang teleported to the edge of the well. He took a deep breath and directly summoned a small "absolute barrier" to lock himself in and slowly sink.

At first, there was some light above the head, but soon everything became pitch black.

Gao Yang controlled the "Absolute Barrier" and continued to descend at a constant speed. After about half a minute, Gao Yang felt that the space around him became wider.

He lit a flame within the barrier, and sure enough, the surrounding well walls disappeared and turned into an abyss. Gao Yang judged that this should be a giant funnel-shaped cave.

With a thought in Gao Yang's mind, the flames around him flew out of the barrier and spread in all directions, quickly illuminating some of the stone walls of the abyss. They were blood red and covered with ravines, as if a massive amount of blood had solidified.

If you look closely, you will find that these "bloods" are not coagulated, but are slowly moving like life. This reminds Gao Yang of the intestines in the monster's body.

Gao Yang didn't have time to observe carefully. One minute later, the "Absolute Barrier" landed safely on the ground.

The surroundings were getting darker and darker, and Gao Yang continued to control the flames, turning them into twelve suspended fireballs, spreading in the direction of the clock, but unable to break through the rich darkness.

Gao Yang hesitated, lifted the "absolute barrier", raised his hands, and gathered a huge flame ball.

The flame ball slowly rose into the sky and turned into a "little sun" that could last for several minutes, finally successfully lighting up the surrounding area.

Gao Yang saw it clearly and almost gasped.

This is an underground palace with a circular structure, at least as big as a sports square. There are twelve giant statues standing on the scarlet creeping blood vessel rock walls.

Each statue is mysterious, ancient and abstract, and it is difficult to see the "human" characteristics. They lower their heads and open their "mouths" exaggeratedly.

The red liquid between liquid and gaseous state flows from the mouths of the statues, like twelve small bloody waterfalls. The waterfalls flow into the ditches on the ground, and then converge into a large blood pool in the center of the palace.

Gao Yang immediately guessed that these things should be the blood mist during the scarlet tide.

Gao Yang confirmed that there was no danger warning in the system, put on the "golden holy clothes" on himself, and slowly walked towards the large blood pool ahead.

Soon, he saw clearly that in the middle of the blood pool there was a round platform about five meters in diameter that was flush with the horizontal plane. There was a thin red chair on the round platform. The chair looked like it was made of coagulated blood.

An old man sat on the red chair, and behind the red chair stood a giant red horn that was ten meters high.

The old man slowly raised a hand and waved towards Gao Yang, signaling him to come closer.

Gao Yang repeatedly confirmed that there was no danger, and then walked forward for another dozen meters until he came to the edge of the blood pool and looked at the old man in the center of the blood pool.

The old man was dressed in a shabby black cotton coat, with gray hair and skinny bones. His face was covered with age spots, his eyes were gray and cloudy, and his shriveled chin had a short and sparse white beard. There was a purple butterfly on his shoulder, gently flapping its wings. It's the purple demonic fire that Gao Yang is looking for!
The sleeve of the old man's left hand was empty, and the cuff hung down naturally.

He squinted his eyes and smiled cheerfully at Gao Yang.

At that second, Gao Yang was beyond shocked.

Although Gao Yang had never seen this old man in the real sense, he had seen him in the host's memory, and he was very impressed.

The person in front of him was Gao Yang's grandfather.

(End of this chapter)