After everyone approached, they found that the stone door was half open, but they did not enter rashly. They were all elite disciples of the Xian family sect. They were somewhat stable and conservative, and were no better than those casual cultivators who risk their lives for money.

"I feel a little strange..."

Wu Liuxing looked through the stone door and looked into the dark interior and said: "This place is deep underground. It is obviously not a monk's cave. It is said to be a tomb, but it is possible. The mountain vine may be used to protect the tomb, but..."

"What does this door mean?"

No tomb designer would open another door outside an impeccable tomb, unless...

"Trap." Lin Qingshi said, "Is it just necessary?"

Would someone who could build a mausoleum with such a large amount of effort go to the trouble of building a trap outside? This mountain-killing vine is enough to make people retreat.

Seeing that everyone was deep in thought, Shang Ye said calmly: "How about I go down and take a look first."

"no!"

Everyone looked at Long Shengyu. The girl's face froze, her eyes were a little wandering, and she said, "I mean... I'm going down. If there is any problem, you can get out immediately."

"Then I'll go too. You're here now. You can't just watch from a distance." Lin Qingshi agreed.

"I'll go down and have a look too..."

Three golden elixir monks in the team took the initiative to explore the way. The rest naturally had nothing to say, and Shang Ye didn't care. Whoever went down first would have the same result. It's just that someone needs to take the first step.

Shang Ye watched the young senior sister walking in front lift her foot, put it down gently, and took the first step across the stone gate...

Suddenly, the earth shook and everything shook violently!

The young senior sister dodged and retreated immediately.

Shang Ye grabbed Miss Liu's back collar to prevent the girl from running around in panic.

"what happened?"

"Sand, look!"

The sand within everyone's field of vision was rolling and undulating, like boiling water.

There was also a huge roar coming from the dark depths where they came from.

The young senior sister with keen sense looked in that direction, her face was startled, her starry eyes were full of surprise.

Lin Qingshi also raised her head high, as if she saw something from a very high place.

Everyone soon saw it too.

In the darkness, a huge wave of sand covered the sky and sun, sweeping in like a tide.

Senior Wu immediately floated into the air. He looked left and right, and then looked up high in the sky. The indifference on his face finally faded away, replaced by a look of astonishment.

For a moment, there was no end in sight at the left, right and top ends of the sand wave...

"We can't leave!" Wu Liuxing shouted to everyone.

It is impossible to go back, let alone go forward. The area near Shashanteng is an absolute restricted area for life.

The young senior sister's face was stern, she reached out to grab Shang Ye and Liu Bai, rushed towards the stone door, and shouted: "Go in, quickly!"

…

Unknown tens of thousands of kilograms of yellow sand fell heavily, and the roar gradually stopped.

The isolated stone gate was no longer visible, and there was only a towering sand dune on the ground.

The air was filled with sand and dust, and the light of the Moonstone was completely obscured. The area fell into darkness. The mountain-killing vine that coiled around the pyramid moved part of its body, and soon fell silent again.

At this time, everyone was running quickly on a stone staircase sloping downward.

Not far behind them, rolling yellow sand approached.

On the way, Lin Qing stopped and wanted to block the sand, but Senior Wu behind him stopped him.

"There's something weird in the sand, let's go first!"

The group of people were all practitioners with good physical strength, so their desperate escape was not too strenuous. After a while, they jumped down the stairs and came to a relatively empty stone room.

After the last Senior Wu entered, a stream of yellow sand fell down and poured into the stone chamber, completely blocking the passage and forming a small sand dune at the entrance before it came to a standstill.

Liu Bai put down the glass lamp in his hand, bent over and panted.

Shang Ye is also very tired and is trying to breathe evenly. There will be something more exciting soon...

"No one..."

Lin Qingshi's voice stopped suddenly.

Because...everything was dark. Everyone's field of vision was pitch black. They couldn't even see the light source close at hand. It was as if their vision had been deprived.

Several people tried to release their spiritual consciousness for perception. Their spiritual tentacles stretched out from behind the sea of ​​consciousness, but they were unable to move even an inch as if they were buried deep in the sand.

This strange darkness lasted for a moment.

The people around him were relatively calm, but Shang Ye clearly felt that their breathing had become rapid.

coming soon……

His eyes suddenly lit up, and his vision returned to everyone in an instant.

It's just that there are a few more things in my field of vision...

A group of figures in broken red robes stood quietly in front of the crowd with their heads lowered.

Just as everyone was about to react, under the bright red clothes and hats, red and narrow blood eyes lit up one after another. Then, the people in red robes raised their heads, revealing the dark and ferocious faces of mummies. They stretched out their sharp claws and rushed towards everyone...

…

There was a sound of weapons being unsheathed.

But in the next moment, their vision went dark again, and then it lit up again.

It's like someone clicked the light switch several times. Between light and dark, those ghosts have disappeared without a trace.

The people in their postures were holding weapons and looking blankly at the empty front.

Miss Liu was like a wild cat with fried hair, leaning slightly, holding daggers in both hands and biting one in her mouth.

The calm Shang Ye touched his left arm. Just now, a cold breath invaded from there and fell silent in his body.

"It's broken." Senior Wu said coldly, his face no longer showing any leisurely look. The encounters during this trip were far beyond his imagination and control.

The old man rolled up the sleeve of his left arm and saw a slender bloody palm print with five fingers on his wrist.

Everyone's expressions changed, and they all pulled up their sleeves, and they all saw the same bloody palm prints.

Although Shang Ye knew it well, he also looked at it like everyone else, and it was naturally on his arms.

"what?"

"I feel an evil aura..."

"Me too……"

Several people immediately meditated and used internal vision to try to get rid of possible evil spirits.

Miss Liu stared at the bloody palm prints, her eyes in trance.

"What did you think of?" Shang Ye, who had already expected it, asked softly.

"Yes." Liu Bai nodded, "I heard from my family that my father also had this on his body when he died..."

That's natural, because Liu Kun has also been here...

"Laoshan Underground Palace" has officially begun.

Several meditators quickly opened their eyes. They looked at each other and shook their heads. They clearly noticed that something had entered their bodies, but found nothing...

Wu Liuxing, who had been staring at his arm, said in a deep voice: "This is the soul-seeking curse. You have never seen it before, so it is natural. This is a witchcraft spell."

The Tiannan Witch Sect had its orthodoxy collapsed in the Middle Ages, and even its ancestral court was lost, although it was once a major sect with the same name as Taiyi Xuanmen and Tianyi Sword Sect.

Wu Liuxing said: "According to legend, when the leader of a witch sect dies together, there will be a great shaman sacrifice in the sect to bury him, and he will condense all his cultivation into a blood curse to protect the tomb..."

Ma Xuancai, who knitted his brows together, suddenly said: "The Great Witch Festival... what kind of cultivation is it?"

"The Earth Immortal Begins."

Wu Liuxing glanced at him and continued to explain: "This kind of burial is the highest standard funeral in the witch religion. Not every leader has it. Only those saints with great virtues and great followers are qualified."

"Furthermore, there are often only one or two great shamans willing to be buried. It is rare for more than two to be buried. In the medieval times, during the same period of witchcraft, there were at most seven or eight great shamans."

Lin Qingshi said: "The red shadow we saw just now is..."

"Well, I'm afraid every one of them was a great monk during his lifetime, but I didn't realize how many there were in my daze."

"Twelve." "Twelve."

Shang Ye and the young senior sister spoke at the same time, and then looked at each other for a moment.

"Grandpa, can this curse be undone?"

Liu Bai obviously cares about more practical matters.

Wu Liuxing thought thoughtfully and replied: "These are what I read in an ancient book when I was young. The book didn't say much about the soul-seeking curse. Later, I heard about it from a monk friend who was born in Tiannan.

With further understanding, the curse mark on the arm will gradually move after being planted, and when it extends to the heart, it will kill the soul."
Chapter completed!