This is a huge mine with a diameter of more than 300 meters.

However, due to the special formation of obsidian, this bottomless sinkhole cannot be bombarded directly by the magicians. Therefore, Xia Wushuang and Hongsan can still see the real traces of the layers of knives and axes on the wall of the pit.

Under the mine, it was so quiet that Xia Wushuang could even clearly hear the sound of air flowing in his ears.

They kept going down thousands of meters before they could reach the bottom of the sinkhole. This surprised Xia Wushuang. How many gods and demons died in this huge mine to form such a large vein.

However, the next sentence of No. 7 knocked him down: "Do you think the bodies of every god and demon are as big as humans?"

Xia Wushuang could only smile embarrassedly, and conventional thinking was indeed very harmful.

However, the size of this ore vein is too large. I wonder what kind of terrifying existence that died god was as tall as a mountain.

Unfortunately, everything has become a thing of the past. This obsidian vein that once could make the gods beat their heads to death has now completely become a ruin. There will definitely be no rare treasure left behind.

Smack! Xiao Liuli rushed out from Hong San's feet and dispersed a pile of gray and dry skeletons nearby.

Xia Wushuang, who heard the sound, scolded Liuli back to her. But he raised his footsteps and slowly walked to the corpse that was obviously not a human...

It is huge in size and has conspicuous sheep's horns on its skull. This should be the corpse that has only died in nearly a hundred years, because a little further forward, it is impossible for such a complete corpse to survive under the erosion of the magic spring tide.

Xia Wushuang picked up a small bag next to the corpse, but this pocket was sewn with unknown fur. It was crushed with just a touch, revealing only a few small black stone particles the size of rice, and a pile of blue dust crystals that had gradually shrank due to the passage of energy.

"You are lucky, and you actually found obsidian." Although No. 7 said this, she had no intention of being happy. The reason is very simple. With this pitiful amount, it is better to dig waste mines and try your luck.

But Xia Wushuang didn't think so. He carefully played with the rice-shaped obsidians in his hand for a while, and silently felt their unique energy fluctuations. He found that as No. 7 said, obsidian has a very mysterious power. As soon as he contacts the magic power, he can instantly correct it and quench them, making these magic powers more pure.

What a magical treasure. Xia Wushuang talked silently, his eyes slightly moved, and he glanced at Hong Yousan beside him.

Hong San was squatting next to the corpse of a creature from another world at this moment, and used his hands to pull out a green bottle from the gray bones.

"It's still red wine. It seems that the owner here likes this sweet thing very much." Hong San wiped the bottle with his fingers. When she took her hand back, the fingertips were covered with dark grape red.

"Dionisus, the Greek god of the god of God. This was once his territory." Xia Wushuang looked at Hong San with a confused look and explained to her.

"God's territory?" Hong San was shocked and couldn't believe it.

"But he is probably dead." Xia Wushuang put away the dust crystals in his broken pocket and continued to move towards the depths of the tunnel.

Now it is the bottom of the mine pit. But this huge mine pit is so big that the vast tunnel below is ten times larger than the subway tunnel passing through the mountains. Whether you look up or look around, it gives people an extremely spacious and atmospheric feeling.

But even with such a wide tunnel, Hong San accompanied Xia Wushuang for half an hour, but still did not see the end of the tunnel. This once-sacred mine was enough to have already reached the abyss and never finished the day.

"According to this level, this god drowned in the dust will at least be a giant god with a length of ten thousand meters when he is alive. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to occupy such a long mine path with just the body of an ordinary god."

Soon, Xia Wushuang saw more and more corpses on both sides of the tunnel. They were no longer just sheep-headed men holding broken picks, but also taurens, dog-headed men, demons with horns, and even some creatures suspected to be humans.

Hurry!

Xia Wushuang faintly heard the sound of water from the underground river.

This forced him to start moving closer to the direction where the sound came, until he saw an undercurrent built of rocks like a moat next to the tunnel, and he was relieved.

This seems to be the small canal used by the sheep-headed miners to deliver ore, while the metal barrels floating on the underworld are mostly green and have been damaged.

However, I always feel something is wrong. Xia Wushuang took a look around the small canal, and then the pulse and direction of the entire underground mine channel gradually emerged in his mind, and then he was connected with this underground river...

Suddenly, Xia Wushuang's eyes lit up, and his eyes burst into a terrifying light.

"Lao Qi, do you know this rune element?" Xia Wushuang's consciousness cut into his soul and drew a distorted rune that was not too complicated in front of No. 7.

"..." Seeing the golden rune, No. 7 was so shocked that he could not speak for a long time. It was not until a while that he came to his senses and said solemnly: "This is not a rune element, but a simplified seal rune. Although it erased the edges and corners of some rune elements, starting from some places, you can still see traces of the combination of rune elements.

"Can rune elements be cut?" Xia Wushuang only knows that each rune element is a special whole.

"If you become a god, then of course you can." No. 7 interrupted Xia Wushuang's unrealistic idea, pointed to the seal rune in front of him and said to him: "This is a combination array similar to the original seal, and it is likely that it is the core used by the entire mine to suppress the aura of gods and demons."

"Suppress the aura of gods and demons?" Xia Wushuang was shocked.

"Yes, although those gods are dead, their remaining essence may still exist. These auras are said to be able to transform into invisible demons and curse all creatures entering the divine mine... If they are not suppressed, those miners will die if they touch it, and there is no possibility of luck."

Upon hearing this, Xia Wushuang's face turned blue and she said in a cold voice: "Master Qi, can you not tell ghost stories?"

"Don't worry, this kind of magical aura that can kill people invisible will slowly decline with the gradual development of the divine mine. I don't know how long this divine mine has been abandoned. Obsidian may have been mined long ago. Even if you pull out the sealing hub that suppresses the magical aura, these evil auras that have lost their original body will no longer have the ability to kill people invisibly."

"Is that true?" Xia Wushuang dared not believe the words of No. 7 too much. He cut out his soul state and followed the guidance of the seal rune to the center of the circular tunnel, in front of a huge stone pillar.

"What is this?" Hong San stared at the giant pillar in front of him that was nearly a hundred meters long and wide, covered with marks of knives and axes, and couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.

"The core of a rune array." Xia Wushuang pointed to the underground river spring water that flowed out from the four directions of the stone pillars and opened her mouth: "If you are not wrong, there should be a small world inside along this underground river."

"How do you get in?"

Crazy! The underground canal suddenly rolled a few times, and then the wind began to rise from the tunnel. A large amount of fine and pure magic power continued to gush out from the rock walls on all sides, and gradually merged together to form a heart-wrenching magic spring, rushing towards the world outside the sinkhole.

Then, the river was calm again, and everything was like a tunnel that needed regular ventilation, repeating itself.

"There is something wrong with this water." Xia Wushuang pointed his fingers into the river, and saw a little green flame suddenly ignited on his fingers, and the fire began to spread upwards from his fingertips fiercely. Then, in less than a blink of an eye, he burned his entire palm.

However, this sinister cold flame could not cause any actual damage to Xia Wushuang, who had the blue flame. He swung his palm lightly and completely threw away the blue cold flame stuck to his palm like a person who was fine.
Chapter completed!