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I don’t know when this disc appeared, but maybe it was always behind the door, but it was not found. At first glance, the slate and stone strips just assembled were attracted to this silver disc, just like a magnet. There are seven metal chains connected to the disc. The metal chains are embedded in the wall and spread to the surroundings without seeing the end. It feels as if the entire stone room is with iron chains, but not from the outside, but Bundled from the stone interior.
Bing Zhixie tapped his forehead, distracting the pain in his brain with external pain, forcing himself to calm down. He stepped back a few steps, observed the entire wall lock, and suddenly "huh" banged.
"What's wrong, do you have any solution?" Kun was very anxious, seeing Bing Zhixie's expression returned to calm, and her heart also calmed down.
Bing Zhixie hugged his chest with one hand, and did not make a sound while holding his chin with one hand, but looked at the wall and locked himself. He felt that this situation was very familiar to him. In the Circus of St. Bikya Empire, the underground vault left by Hillary Clinton, the way he used blood to cast gold to seal the vault was very similar to the situation before him. image.
The blood-gold casting technique is to connect the vault and the mountainous terrain with an invisible blood chain. The entire vault is bound by blood chains. To break the blockade with external force, you have the power to shake the entire mountainous terrain, so the external force is difficult to break. The situation in front of me is similar to that of the blood vault of Ilseus. This wall, this stone chamber also seems to be connected with a force that is so strong that it cannot be shaken, and cannot be broken with external force.
"This is a seal." Bing Zhixie said: "We are now sealed in the seal."
Kun doesn't understand, just ask: "Can we go out?"
Bing Zhixie didn't answer, but his face was very dignified. Kun saw the answer from this expression. Bing Zhixie knows that if the seal is for the purpose of trapping dead outsiders, the situation is very optimistic.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "Let’s see what’s here first. Perhaps there is a way to unlock the door seal." He replaced the flame in his hand with white light to reduce air consumption, and now he can only do The worst.
The light does not reach both sides, this stone room seems to have the characteristics of absorbing light, and the light will be darker than ten meters away, forming a dark hall. Bingzhixie did not forcibly increase the brightness of magic, simply went straight forward. Just now there was a lot of noise here, and no things like organs were triggered.
In fact, he wanted to meet the trigger of the organization, hoping that there would be new threats in the dark palace. Unfortunately, no, it disappointed him.
If the seal can trap people here, leaving other threats is simply superfluous. Perhaps this is the idea of building this dark temple.
After about a hundred steps, a little light appeared in front.
The light is green, not conspicuous. It comes from a turquoise sword, which is inserted into the body of a black tiger, inserted from the vest, and nailed to death.
The black tiger seems to have died long ago, but its corpse has not decayed and still maintains a lifelike form. The black tiger's limbs were locked with silver shackles, and the other end of the shackles was connected into the stone brick on the ground. The black tiger as the center was drawn on the stone brick, and a blue circular circle was drawn. The curse pattern was densely formed in the circle, forming a complete seal.
"It's the stone tiger!" Kun Haoran looked at the source of the black stone tigers found in many forms outside. This is probably the final place of the entire closed secret realm, and the deepest place in this dark hall.
"Those who lived here earlier and worship the gods are the ones." Bing Zhixie frowned. What exactly is this black tiger? Why seal its body here? Where is the "fetal demon" in the mouth of the Qianling tribe? Was it the corpse of the black tiger, or the eight "worms with earthworms"?
There was no movement in the dark room stone chamber, and the surroundings were so quiet that they could hear their breathing. Bing Zhixie didn't move the tiger corpse and anything around easily, and Kun naturally didn't dare to move.
Jian Yingying diffused the blue light, reflecting the two people into the blue and green, and there was an invisible black air flow above the sword. The black qi is like a cloud, the undercurrent is surging, and the light, thin as a tobacco gauze flows from a distance, and finally merges with the sword body.
Bing Zhixie didn't notice that there was such a stream of airflow above, which was invisible in the background of this dark palace. If it weren't for the airflow to finally settle down and be illuminated by the jade of Yingbi Jasper, it would be really hard to find.
He carefully observed that this light-gauze black breath flowed from four directions, obviously designed deliberately, and was deliberately drawn here to be absorbed by the sword. He increased the brightness of the light magic in his hand, looking for the direction of one of the air currents. After about eighty steps, I saw a stone floating platform suspended in midair.
The floating platform is about 7 meters from the ground, and there is a metal cone at the bottom. The tip of the cone is connected with an iron chain engraved with curses. The iron chain is connected to the ground and leads to the ground. On the floating platform stood a black gold ‘human’, and the black spell of magic rolled on this ‘human’, and it looked at the direction of the black tiger.
"This is a magic weapon." Bing Zhixie looked at the Wujin people on the stone platform and murmured to himself. He knew that there were some areas on the mainland that worshipped witchcraft secrets, and plainly it was some evil magic. He had seen him at the St. Bickey Barracks, a general called ‘Bull Ghost’, called Kucha, and the treasure of the floating ghost totem used was a magic weapon.
Kun was very curious, but did not ask Bing Zhixie what. What she has seen these days and what she has heard is something she has not met, some are not surprised. She just followed Bing Zhixie, and let him deal with everything.
The periphery of the floating platform magic weapon was enveloped by a layer of black magic scouring from bottom to top, making it inaccessible. The black spirits that rushed up from under the ground were guided by the eyes of the Wujin people and drifted towards the direction of the black tiger.
Bingzhixie accumulates an ice magic and tries to break into that layer of magical air flow. As a result, with the strength of his magic, the ice was crushed as soon as it touched the black airflow.
"What a powerful force!" Bing Zhixie was extremely surprised: "Where is such a powerful magic?"
The floating platform is not close enough, and the black airflow rushing from the ground is a very powerful magic. This magical ice childish evil has a sense of familiarity, and it has been seen in eight'earthworm snakes'. Bingzhixie vaguely associated with something, but could not be sure.
In the dark hall, I quickly found the source of the other three black airflows. They are three identical floating platforms, all of which have the same sharp cone curse chain underneath. There are similar black gold people on the floating platform. They are the same. Seeing the colorless light, guiding the direction of Sha Qi flow.
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