Zhu Yang waved his sleeves and lifted up thousands of rocks, revealing a naturally formed, dark and bottomless dry well.

“It’s the entrance.”

Zhu Yang looked at the Golden Pupil Demon King, "Brother Jin Pupil's body is the body of the divine beast, and his golden eyes break the delusion, so he is troubled to open the way forward."

"It's easy to say, leave it to me!"

The Golden Eye Demon King did not refuse at all and jumped into the dry well first.

"Fellow Daoist Dutian, please."

Zhu Yang looked at Lu Qingfeng again and reached out to lead him. Lu Qingfeng nodded slightly, and the two of them entered the dry well together.

It's dark in the well.

As Zhu Yang said before, the inner holes are crisscrossed and dense like spider webs. The road they chose is a little wider, but they can only accommodate two people walking side by side. Lu Qingfeng saw that there were many forks around the corners, but they were difficult to walk, and most of them were thinner.

I don’t know what magic the old mother of Guishan and her disciples practiced, and they could actually pass through it.

Zhu Yang doesn't care.

Guide the Golden Eye Demon King to lead the way.

Along the way, evil magic was applied to the cliff wall, emitting waves of water mist. The water mist was icy and cold. When ordinary monks came, they would definitely be slowly eroded by the cold water mist.

It's like boiling a frog in warm water.

At first, it was not clear that it happened to me when I arrived in front of the old mother in Guishan. My bones, flesh, magical power and soul were all frozen, and it was stagnant and difficult to operate. During the battle, when the cold light of the "Yuan Gui Divine Sword" in the old mother in Guishan's hand shone, she suddenly became stiff and unable to move, and could only give her head obediently.

It's vicious.
Chapter completed!