The ancient temple is very big and the temple gate is also very big.

When he arrived at the entrance of the ancient temple, Chen Lin stopped and looked into the courtyard.

The yard is also very large.

Directly facing the door, there is a screen wall similar to the shape of a huge sword hilt.

Walking in along the temple gate, Chen Lin stood in front of the screen wall, looking at the three big words written vertically on it - Demon-Shenzhen Temple!

"Demon Suppression Temple?"

Zhao Mengru next to her exclaimed.

Chen Lin immediately turned around and showed a look of doubt.

"What, you know the name?"

Zhao Mengru nodded and said, "I heard that it is just a legend. According to some classics, in ancient times, a giant palm with the sky-raising palm fell from the sky, carrying the monstrous demonic energy, demonized many people, and the creatures were devastated. Later, a group of Taoist monks passed by here, purified the magic power with the supreme Buddha power, and established a demon-suppressing temple to suppress the demon clutches."

Speaking of this, Zhao Mengru pointed to it, "The legend is that Maple Leaf Lake was slapped out by the devil's clutch. It used to be called Devil's clutch Lake. Of course, these are all legends. I always thought they were also legends. Now it seems that they might be true!"

Chen Lin had never heard of this statement and was shocked.

It is said that all monks in ancient times could summon wind and rain. If it were indeed the ancient monuments passed down from that period, there would be something in this temple.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Zhao Mengru and said, "Then you tell me, is there any internal space of the underground passage where we were just now?

After saying that, Chen Lin felt the more he thought about it, the more he felt possible.

The channel is blood vessels, the rock wall is flesh and blood, and those red shadows are blood spirit objects that have evolved after the blood has dried up.

Thinking of this, Chen Lin looked at the giant sword in the yard again and calculated the length of the sword body according to the hilt of the sword. The stalactite that had been hanging in the spirit breast before was probably the tip of the sword!

Once they confirm each other, they further confirm this speculation.

Maple Leaf Lake was really slapped out by a huge palm!

The palm is so big, how big should the whole person be?

Is this world really an ordinary world of immortal cultivation? If there is such a powerful monster, what level of immortal cultivator can compete with it? What is the prospect of immortal cultivation?

For a moment, Chen Lin was a little confused.

At this moment, Luo Ziqing's storage bag placed in his robe suddenly trembled slightly, and a faint red light flashed.

Chen Lin felt a heat on his chest, and then the jade talisman was automatically stimulated, and a white light enveloped him.

The red light on the storage bag disappeared instantly.

At the same time, the word "Demon" in the Demon Suppressing Temple on the hilt of the sword in the courtyard seemed to slowly disappear.

Chen Lin did not feel the abnormality in the storage bag, nor did he see the change in the word "Demon". He was just very confused about the sudden arousal of the jade talisman.

Why was it inspired when there was no Red Shadow attacking him?

Although he didn't want to expose the existence of the jade talisman in front of Zhao Mengru, Chen Lin still took out the jade talisman and looked at it. He did not find anything abnormal, but a subtle crack appeared on it.

This must have inspired it.

Chen Lin frowned, looked back at Zhao Mengru, and wanted to ask if the other party had discovered anything.

Then he was stunned.

Zhao Mengru is gone!

He immediately checked around and thought that the other party had gone elsewhere alone, but immediately he found that not only Zhao Mengru was gone, but even the temple gate that he had just walked in was gone!

This really scared Chen Lin into a cold sweat. A strange feeling appeared in his heart, and the fear of being dominated by the weirdness of Kaiyuan City emerged again.

"Impossible, I didn't move at all. It was impossible that I disappeared. It must be an hallucination."

Chen Lin secretly comforted himself and calmed down his emotions.

Then he used the wind control technique and planned to fly out of the yard.

But the body seemed to be pressed on the ground and could not fly at all.

His face looked ugly, and he slapped the storage bag and took out the Yuanling Shield Talisman and the Fire Crow Talisman, vigilantly checking the surrounding situation.

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When he turned around, his expression changed again.

There is no more screen wall!

Not only is the screen wall gone, but the entire yard building and the courtyard wall are gone!

The ancient temple is gone!

In front of Chen Lin's eyes, there was only a huge dark staircase slanted downward, and I didn't know where to see it.

At this time, Chen Lin calmed down instead.

Panic is useless and can only make yourself lose the ability to think.

Something must have happened to me just now, which made the jade talisman automatically stimulate, and it is precisely because of this that the change happened.

It shouldn't be because of the Hongying.

Chen Lin is very sure about this.

Along the way, there were probably dozens or hundreds of Hongying he killed, but there had never been any abnormality.

Moreover, the evil-proof talisman on his body was not activated, and it was probably not an ordinary evil thing.

The evil-repelling talisman has a counterproductive effect on ordinary evil things, but it is useless for advanced or special evil things. Just like the weirdness in Kaiyuan City, whether it is the evil-repelling talisman or the evil-repelling talisman, it has no reaction at all.

After all, it is just a low-level talisman and its effects are limited.

If it is not an ordinary evil thing, it is not something he can solve. He can only take one step at a time.

At least now it seems that this evil thing has no intention of directly killing him, otherwise he would not have been able to stand here.

After figuring this out, Chen Lin walked towards the dark steps.

He could only walk here. Except for this direction, the other space seemed to be imprisoned and could not walk.

Apart from the depressing color of the steps, there is nothing different. Chen Lin walked step by step.

But immediately he found something wrong.

As he advanced, the steps behind him were actually disappearing.

Every time he went forward, the steps behind disappeared first, and his body seemed to be hanging in the void.

He wanted to turn around and try it, but he felt that it was probably a pity for death, so he didn't take action.

Then he turned around and continued to move downwards.

I don’t know how long I walked, but this step seemed to have no end.

Just as Chen Lin gradually couldn't maintain his calm mind, it finally came to an end.

The scene in front of him shocked him even more.

At the end of the steps, it is neither the imagined hall nor the ancient basement ruins or other places, but a painting.

A huge painting!

Just hanging quietly in front of Chen Lin, except for the steps under his feet, the rest of the place was dark.

This scene is really weird.

Even if Chen Lin forced himself to endure it, a chilling feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

There is no way forward and no way back, so Chen Lin can only come to the front of the giant painting.

Painting is painting, ordinary painting.

Ordinary drawing paper, ordinary drawing scrolls, and a group of monks are drawn on it.

I counted, there were six in total.

The six monks were sitting cross-legged, in a meditative position.

But what made Chen Lin feel very awkward was that the portraits of these six monks were very compact, but there was a blank space between the fifth and sixth ones, as if one was missing.

Then he noticed the signature at the bottom of the painting.
Chapter completed!