Ling Tian felt the world spin for a while, and after an unknown amount of time, the figure fell to the ground.
When he stood up suddenly, he found that everything around him was pitch black.
"Senior Brother Xiaoyao?"
Ling Tian didn't have time to think and quickly shouted to the surroundings.
However, there was no response at all to his shout.
"Senior Sister Xiaomeng, Senior Brother Huan, and Senior Brother Yifan!"
Ling Tian immediately shouted again, but the result was the same and there was still no response.
"what happened?"
Ling Tian frowned and his expression became complicated.
He only remembered that he and Bu Xiaoyao were sucked into the crater together.
So now, he should be inside the volcano.
But why is it so dark inside the volcano?
Before he could figure out the problem, a light suddenly flickered around him.
Only then did he realize that he was in a narrow corridor.
This corridor is only three meters wide in total, and there is no end in sight at a glance.
"That is?"
Ling Tian noticed that there seemed to be light flowing on both sides of the corridor and on the rock wall above his head, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.
Just now, it was these circulating lights that made this dark corridor bright.
"Sacred pattern?"
Ling Tian carefully looked at the twinkling lights on both sides of the corridor and on the rock wall above his head.
But soon, he discovered that these flashing lights were not sacred patterns.
Holy patterns are essentially the same as divine patterns, they are a sublimation of divine patterns.
Ling Tian is a divine pattern master. Although he cannot comprehend the sacred patterns due to his attainments in divine patterns, he can still recognize the sacred patterns.
Obviously, the patterns on both sides of the corridor and on the rock wall above the head are not sacred patterns.
"This is a demon pattern!"
Ling Tian was still puzzled, so Ling Mo explained to Ling Tian.
"Demon pattern?"
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed for a moment, with a surprised expression on his face.
When he looked at these lines again, he felt the powerful demon power in them.
"Have you forgotten what I told you? This mausoleum is the tomb of the Evil Saint of Bone Refining. The Evil Saint of Bone Refining was originally half human and half beast. He not only cultivated the power of evil, but also the power of demons."
Seeing Ling Tian making such a fuss, Ling Mo heard another voice.
Not everyone can practice the power of demons, it depends on talent.
Although Ling Tian has practiced demon power, he actually does not have the talent to cultivate demon power.
It was because later on, he accidentally refined dragon blood that he had the basic conditions for cultivating the power of demons.
The Weapon Refining Evil Saint is half human and half beast, with half of the monster blood in his body, so he is naturally suitable for cultivating the power of monsters.
"It seems that this Bone Refining Evil Saint is really no ordinary person. It's a pity that his fate is a bit too tragic."
Ling Tian took a deep breath, and suddenly he admired this Bone Refining Evil Saint in his heart.
It is already very rare for the Evil Saint of Bone Refining to be able to cultivate to the lower Holy Emperor realm.
But he also cultivated two powers at the same time, the power of evil and the power of demons.
In addition, there is a holy pattern array at the entrance of the mausoleum, which indicates that the Bone Refining Evil Saint is a holy pattern master.
All these are enough to prove that the Bone Refining Evil Saint has many methods and strong talents.
It is a pity that such a genius has been ostracized by humans and monsters at the same time, and is not tolerated by humans and monsters.
His fate cannot be overstated with the word tragic.
"We have to find a way out as soon as possible!"
Ling Tian didn't have time to think too much, knowing that leaving this place quickly was the top priority.
In such a corridor, there were only two roads before him.
But he couldn't decide which way was the right way.
"That's right, demon pattern!"
Ling Tian suddenly remembered something, and his eyes once again fell on the demonic patterns on both sides of the corridor and the rock wall above his head.
These demonic patterns were all left by the Bone Refining Evil Saint.
The light here is also brought by these demon patterns.
The evil sage who made weapons must have a purpose behind leaving these demonic marks.
Maybe you can use these demon patterns to find your way out.
After probably taking a look at these demonic patterns, Ling Tian found his thoughts among them.
Each demon pattern is not independent, but has some kind of connection with each other. If they are all combined together, it seems that they can form a demon map.
Following the pattern he discovered, Ling Tian glanced to one side unconsciously, and he also took steps inadvertently and walked out in one of the directions.
"What a mysterious demon pattern!"
Demonic patterns were carved into Ling Tian's sea of consciousness one after another, and Ling Tian's eyes gradually showed a look of surprise.
Originally, he didn't pay much attention to these demonic patterns, let alone the idea of understanding them.
But as these demonic marks were engraved into his sea of consciousness, he felt the wonder of these demonic marks.
The power of evolution of the Heavenly Dao Stele emerged, and the demonic patterns in its sea of consciousness gradually evolved, as if they converged into a pattern.
However, this pattern seems to be just one corner of a huge picture.
To build a complete demon map, more demon patterns are needed.
Ling Tian walked forward slowly, imprinting all the demon patterns into his sea of consciousness along the way. With the help of the Heavenly Dao Stele and the power of the evolution of the heavenly path, he continued to perfect the monster patterns in his sea of consciousness.
Soon, he followed the corridor and came to a fork in the road.
In front of him, there were two passages.
Within these two passages, there are demon patterns.
If it were before, he would definitely be in a state of hesitation, hesitation, not knowing what choice to make.
But along the way, he has discovered the patterns of demon patterns.
After looking back and forth at the demon patterns at the entrances of the two passages, he made his own judgment and stepped into one of the passages.
Unknowingly, he had been groping here for more than half an hour.
However, it seems that he has only completed a quarter of the demon map in the sea of consciousness.
But he is not in a hurry now. He believes that when the demon map in his consciousness is completely completed, he will be able to get out of here.
Because he was memorizing the demon pattern at the same time, Ling Tian's steps were not very fast.
Tread...
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from the depths of the corridor.
It was obvious that someone was approaching him along this corridor.
Although the footsteps were very soft, they still attracted Ling Tian's attention.
Because he didn't know who the other party was, Ling Tian temporarily stopped remembering the demon pattern and turned his head to look deeper into the corridor.
A figure slowly walked out of the darkness and gradually became clearer.
"Brother Wu Dao!"
When this figure was completely clear, a look of joy appeared on Ling Tian's face.
This person is none other than Feng Wudao, who had been staying with Tianqiong before.
Feng Wudao accompanied Tianqiong and other Qingyun Holy Land warriors into the ancient saint's tomb, and then entered the volcano.
After entering the volcano, his experience was the same as Ling Tian's. He did not continue to stay with Tianqiong, but was left alone.
Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's fate.
Feng Wudao happened to appear in this corridor and met Ling Tian.