Qi Xuansu and the other two walked towards the middle of the Netherworld Valley. There was a bottomless hole here, as if it was smashed by a meteor outside the sky.

When Qi Xuansu stared down at this big cave, he suddenly entered the state of Lingshan Cave Heaven. In a trance, he saw a very high and dark mountain, just like the landscape in the ink-splashing painting came to his eyes.

Qi Xuansu is so familiar with it, it is Lingshan.

Then Qi Xuansu saw the top of the mountain again. At first glance, it seemed that it was not much different from the dreams of the past. It was still a huge open space, and it was still a big fire. There were still ten extremely tall figures standing around the fire, and the firelight reflected their shadows as old as ever.

It is the Ten Witches of Lingshan that Qi Xuansu has seen countless times.

Like the dreams that have been countless times in the past, Wu Yang kicked over the fire of the witches and laughed with his hips.

The great witches frowned, were displeased, and scolded.

There were also some great witches who were silent, with a faint cunning look.

After a while, Wu Yang probably felt a little bored, stopped laughing, and stepped aside.

Then the great witches reignited the fire and illuminated the surroundings extremely brightly.

The brighter the fire became, the darker the surroundings became. The other great witches hid in the darkness outside the fire and began to whisper.

Qi Xuansu has heard it countless times, not curious at all, or even boring.

Sure enough, the whispering sound gradually became louder, as if it had passed through a long and distant river of time and reached the present world.

However, unlike the dreams of the past, Qi Xuansu, who has now inherited the Great Witch's heritage, is not the same as before. You can clearly feel the different auras of the Great Witch's exuding.

Frost, flame, flood, earth, death, light, darkness, illusion, shadow, grass, time, space.

They symbolize the magical powers of the great witches.

At this moment, a tall figure took a step forward. She was the leader of ten great witches, with long white hair, wearing a robe in a night sky that seemed to be covered with stars, waved her arms, and the other nine great witches retreated.

It was Wu Xian.

Only Wu Xian and Wu Yang were left standing there.

The two of them were tall and short, and they looked at Qi Xuansu at the same time.

Qi Xuansu even had an illusion that the eyes of the two great witches passed through time, transcended the boundaries of reality and fell on himself.

After a while, Wu Yang retreated and left the place with the other five great witches, leaving only Wu Xian still in place.

Behind the tall figure, there were four great witches. They were also tall, but silent, with strange light flashing in their eyes.

Qi Xuansu probably understood what was going on.

The six great witches who left were the enlightened six witches.

After the Kaiming Six Witches left, only five great witches were left, including Wu Luo.

At this moment, the originally dazzling fire suddenly disappeared, the fire went out, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Then a muffled groan rang.

The fire lights up again, dispelling the darkness.

The four great witches led by Wu Luo took action at the same time and stabbed Wu Xian with four strange bone sticks to their backs.

The muffled groan came from Wu Xian.

Wu Xian did not look back, as if he was not surprised. The painful expression on his face flashed, and he seemed to be relieved, and slowly closed his eyes.

The four great witches did not continue to take action, but instead released the bone staff that had already penetrated Wu Xian's body, slowly retreated, allowing the bone staff to remain on Wu Xian's body, just like four hideous bone spurs.

The four great witches were slightly dispersed and silent, as if four elongated shadows stood behind Wu Xian.

Wu Xian murmured, as if praying.

The next moment, the ground under Wu Xian's feet shattered, and a hole appeared. The leader of the Witch Cult fell uncontrollably.

Wu Ji, Wu Gu, Wu Zhen and Wu Luo slowly stepped forward and stood around the edge of the hollow. He held a jar in his hands, held it high above his head, and tilted the mouth of the jar, and a river of blood flowed out of it, as if endless, completely submerging the fallen Wu Xian.

There is only a bright red area left wherever you see, like the sea.

In an instant, Qi Xuansu woke up.

Without the Black Spirit Mountain, without the Ten Witches of Lingshan, he was still standing on the edge of the bottomless cave in the Netherworld Valley. Everything just now seemed to be just a dream.

It seems that Qi Xuansu always has similar experiences in places related to Yao Zu.

However, it is different from Lingshan Cave Heaven. Qi Xuansu clearly felt that after experiencing the dream just now, especially after feeling the breath of the great witches in the dream, his "Xuanyu" digestion progress seemed to have accelerated.

He Luo seemed to have noticed it and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Xuansu hesitated for a moment and said, "I saw Wu Xian in the past. This is indeed Wu Xian's tomb."

He Luoshen never asked in depth, but just built the "Taixu Golden Bridge" and carried the three of them to the bottom of the cave.

Mausoleums are generally divided into above-ground parts and underground parts, such as sacrifice halls, shrines, archways, statues, etc., all on the ground, and the underground palace is located underground. The same is true for Wu Xian’s tomb. The Nether Valley belongs to the above-ground part, and below is the underground palace, which is also the place where the light tomorrow sank.

The three of them came to the underground palace of Wu Xian’s tomb through the Jinqiao. It was really dark and there was no light.

However, Wu Xian’s underground palace is different from the cemetery in the ordinary sense. It is more like a dungeon, with a dome as high as the night sky, and even a bit of things like stars. In this way, although this place is dark, it is not that it is impossible to see five fingers, but it is still a little bright.

Below the "night screen" is a city. Judging from the architectural style, it is mainly based on the style after the Great Wei Dynasty. From this, it can be inferred that this city is no longer the original appearance. I don’t know whether it was transformed by the Guangming Cult, or by Yao Zu, or both.

Qi Xuansu looked around and asked directly: "Where is Wu Xian?"

First, determine the biggest threat here so as not to be caught off guard.

Zhang Wuhen stretched out his hand and pointed: "Where is it."

Qi Xuansu followed Zhang Wuhen's finger direction and looked at it. There was a pitch-black hall in the center of the city, full of wild style. Qi Xuansu had seen such buildings, the Witch Cult Hall on Dream Lingshan, and the Yao Zu Palace in Lingshan Cave Heaven, were all very similar.

This hall was mostly renovated by Yao Zu.

Zhang Wuhen said: "There is Wu Xian's tomb, and it is also the entrance to Guangming. It has been closed and has not been opened, so I predict that Wu Xian is still sleeping."

Qi Xuansu looked at the Black Hall from afar and was in a trance again.

Qi Xuansu saw a man walking in the darkness, not distinguishing between east, west, south and north, only a bright red halo in the distance, so he walked towards the direction where the halo was.

Gradually, the halo became closer and closer, and it turned out to be a very large pool of blood.

The blood pool is the size of a lake, with blood qi scattered and blood mist like red gauze.

The man walked into the blood pool step by step. Although the blood pool was only as deep as the waist, the blood was extremely sticky and it was very difficult to walk.

At this moment, the blood mist that spread above the blood pool began to dissipate, as if the gauze was lifted up by someone, revealing its true appearance behind it.

After the blood mist, there is a bright red altar.

The altar is like a small boat, floating on the pool of blood, and also emits a strange red light. On the altar is a woman with her eyes closed, her head full of white hair, like silver and snow, and her skin is pale, like a white jade carving.

The woman was wearing a black robe and was made of some materials. It was like a deep night sky, dotted with countless fine gems, like stars.

When you get close, you will find that the woman is at least eight feet tall and cannot be described as tall. The man looks very short in front of her.

The man looked up at the woman and said in a deep voice: "I have seen the great wizard."

The woman slowly opened her eyes, with no pupils on her eyes, only whites: "What do you want? What are you planning to pay?"

The man said, "I want the supreme magical powers of the great wizard, and I am willing to help the great wizard escape."

Qi Xuansu suddenly came back to his senses.

If he had expected it was right, this should be the scene when Zhang Luxu first met Wu Xian. At that time, Wu Xian had not yet separated from Yao Zu in the future, and the two were one.

This also proves Zhang Wuhen’s statement that Wu Xian fell asleep there. He used to sleep in the tomb chamber, but later he slept in the light and tomorrow.

At the same time, Qi Xuansu once again felt that the digestion progress of "Xuanyu" had taken another small step forward.

You can take a step forward in a tranced dream.

It's really that effective?

Even more spiritual than Lingshan Cave Heaven.

The right medicine is just like this.
Chapter completed!