The corridor was dark, and Chen Sanlang was walking alone, the roars in the depths calmed down, and the silence showed a mysterious atmosphere.

After walking for a while, a slope appeared in front of him, and a stone staircase turned sharply.

Chen Sanlang looked at it, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped down:

Level 108 was the length of this stone staircase. He thought silently, and when his feet fell to the ground, the terrain below suddenly became wide.

This is a circular space, which occupies a considerable area, as if it was made from the ground, supported by several thick columns.

The pillars are carved with various reliefs on the surface, some are tigers and leopards, some are gods with indescribable names, and some are directly hovering on them in a dragon shape...

This place should be a dungeon.

Chen Sanlang looked around and looked for a place to imprison Ao Qingmei.

"roar!"

A sudden roar was deafening.

While Chen Sanlang was fully alert, red flames swept across his eyes and came in full swing.

"What?"

He flew back and retreated until he was under the stairs, and then he could barely dodge. The temperature of the burning flames was still rippling on his face. If he retreated slowly, he would probably be burned beyond recognition.

Looking at it in a fixed eye, my vision was empty, and I didn't find where the fire spitter was.

Another roar was shocking, and the whole dungeon seemed to be shaking, but strangely, the space here was so large that there was no biological object that could be connected with such a roar. The roar was clearly happening in front of you.

Sweat seeps out from the forehead. This fact is too strange. Could it be that the other party will be invisible and invisible, but has already sneaked around him?

Thinking of this, Chen Sanlang quickly activated his mind, and the sword energy suddenly appeared to protect his body; he raised his hand and showed the demon-binding rope and smashed it out at any time.

Just after doing these, a red flame was generated again and sprayed from the front.

This time, Chen Sanlang saw it clearly. The explosion point of the flame was on the stone pillar in front of him. He flew past him, thinking about the opportunity to fight back. However, he was surprised that no matter whether it was the evil-killing sword or the demon-binding rope, he could find any flaws of the other party.

Since mastering the two, Chen Sanlang has never had such a situation.

Could it be that the other party's strength is terrifying and has reached an unimaginable state?

Chen Sanlang was shocked, but soon overturned the speculation. Because when facing Dragon Lord in the hall, he had the opportunity to use his means, and the creatures in the dungeon would not be stronger than Dragon Lord in any case. If it weren't for the reason of strength, it would be another factor.

Formation!

Chen Sanlang quickly thought of this possibility. Perhaps the entire dungeon was covered by a certain formation, thus forming a special place that suppressed the functions of the evil-killing sword and the demon-binding rope.

The mystery of the formation is difficult to understand, but as long as it is a formation, there will definitely be a formation eye, which is the flaw.

Chen Sanlang calmed down, glanced at the several thick stone pillars, and felt that the distribution of these pillars was quite particular and had a pattern inside. However, he was not a formation master, nor had he learned anything related. Now he was just a quick look and could not see any clues.

In contrast, he would rather encounter a guardian beast.

"Huh!"

When he carefully observed the pillar where the flames burst out, Chen Sanlang found that the relief on the pillar was a four-legged crawler beast, which looked like a gecko that had been magnified countless times. He believed that it should be a giant crocodile, with its shape seemingly protruding a lot, and its body is more three-dimensional and real. You can even see red silk threads appearing, as if they were blood vessels.

Chen Sanlang clearly remembered that it was not like this at the beginning.

Turning back to look at other pillars, the reliefs on them are all flat. Although they look lifelike due to the fine carvings, they are just reliefs, dead objects. However, this giant crocodile relief seems to be about to come back to life and then jump off the pillar.

With so many pillars, it is impossible to have only one such pillar, so what about other pillars?

Chen Sanlang only felt his scalp numb. There were nine stone pillars here, and each of them had different reliefs, including birds, beasts, and a dragon-shaped shape. If they all exploded, not to mention Chen Sanlang, even ten could not stand it.

Fortunately, now it seems that except for this giant crocodile pillar, everything else is safe and quiet.

"This formation can only be activated one at present..."

Chen Sanlang comforted himself and guessed that after all, the entire Dongting formation was damaged and on the verge of collapse, so it is not surprising that the dungeon formation was affected.

Just face the attack of a pillar, that is the best encounter.

Chen Sanlang suspected that the reliefs were probably real monsters and creatures, but were sealed on pillars by secret techniques, refined and became trapped beasts guarding the dungeon. Their bodies were different from ordinary monsters, but they had lost their bodies and turned into ghost states. In this way, the demon-binding rope lost its restraint effect; there was a sword that killed the evil.

However, since entering the Dragon Palace, the sword has become silent and cannot be driven by the thoughts and will not be revealed at all. This is very different from usual. When outside, when you feel the trace of the demon's ghost, the sword is excited and wishing to break through the air and kill it.

Each movement and one still form a sharp contrast.

There is no doubt that this is the breath of the Dragon Palace that is working. To put it bluntly, it is a kind of suppression!

The evil-killing sword comes from people's hearts and people's wishes, and is essentially a kind of qi; and the Dragon Palace is the core of the demon world and is also the base camp of the qi of all demons.

When the two qi encounter, there will be a collision.

With Chen Sanlang's current strength, he will inevitably be at a disadvantage. If he wants to truly compete with the Dragon Palace, he will have to gather the energy of the world, rather than two or three states - not to mention, the only thing he really has is Yongzhou. Although Yangzhou is close to being acquired, it has not completely returned.

This situation is actually similar to Chen Sanlang's visit to the emperor and was added to the dragon energy. Fortunately, it is different from the past. The sword has long been reborn and will not be imprisoned easily. Unless someone uprooted Chen Sanlang's foundation, he will become a tree without roots.

Facing the giant crocodile that seemed to be coming alive, Chen Sanlang was a little nervous. After thinking about it, he immediately drove a sword energy to slash over the air to see if he could interrupt the other party's transformation and kill him in the bud.

Clam!

The sword energy fell on the relief and made a clear cry, like a slash of iron and stone, and was immediately ejected and dispersed.

Under this attack, the giant crocodile seemed to be activated. The blood-like strands spread at a speed visible to the naked eye and soon spread throughout the body. In a blink of an eye, this huge light green relief turned dark red, as if the whole body was covered with blood, with a gloomy and terrifying aura.

roar!

Crackling, stone chips flew around, a huge figure jumped to the ground, roaring up and roaring.
Chapter completed!