With a slap on the magic bag, the Xuanwu Seal flew out and came to the top of everyone's heads, scattering a thick earth-yellow spiritual light.
After being repeatedly trained with earthly spiritual objects by him, the Xuanwu Seal has almost reached the peak of the ninth-grade high-grade magic weapon. If there were no suitable sacrificial training methods, the Xuanwu Seal would have become a spiritual weapon long ago.
"Remember, don't step out of my circle."
After explaining everything to everyone, Xu Rui walked toward the back hall with the Snake Eye Spirit Pearl in his left hand and the Xuanwu Seal on his head.
The highly nervous Partridge Whistle, Miss Hong and others did not notice that Kunlun quietly fell behind and did not enter the back hall together.
This is of course Xu Rui’s backup plan.
Passing through a short corridor, we came to the more gloomy and dark back palace hall, and looked at the inscriptions in the corridor. This second half is called Shangzhen Hall. There are many inscriptions in the hall, and there are eight separate mural walls.
Although the hall is deep, it seems a little cramped due to the many stone tablets and painted walls.
However, the layout is quite reasonable. The eight mural walls are arranged in the shape of nine palaces and eight trigrams. Each wall is made of large bricks, all with white background and three-color painting.
The murals on the paintings depict information about the economy, culture and other aspects of the ancient Dian Kingdom. Unfortunately, Xu Rui is not a historian and is not interested in these.
As soon as he entered, his eyes were firmly fixed on the six-legged bronze tripod in the center of the hall.
This copper cauldron is one foot high and one foot in diameter. It is completely black. When light shines on it, it seems as if it has been swallowed up. There is no reflection at all.
The tripod is covered with a copper lid, and there are huge beast-bitten copper rings on each side.
The six legs of the bronze tripod are six half-kneeling mythical beasts. They are vigorous and simple in shape, with muscles and scales all over their bodies, making a roaring look. In terms of shape, they are very similar to unicorns.
The body of the tripod is engraved with complex runes and is divided into ten layers.
But now only the fourth floor is still emitting a faint light.
Xu Rui's spiritual consciousness scattered outside could clearly feel the powerful Taoist charm emanating from this cauldron.
This is where the array covering less than half of the Worm Valley is located.
Moreover, it is a rare eighth-grade formation diagram.
The moment he discovered this formation diagram, he quickly raised his head and looked towards the roof.
Contrary to his expectation, the roof of the hall was empty, and there was no trace of Sam Po.
"No? It's impossible."
He clearly sensed a vague and powerful threat in the apse, how could it not be possible?
After looking around and finding nothing out of the ordinary, I activated the puppet talisman and a puppet seal flew towards the black cauldron.
Just when the puppet seal was about to fall on the six-legged black tripod.
With a buzzing sound, a thick dim light erupted, and unimaginably powerful resentment rushed out of the cauldron like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
The temperature in the hall instantly dropped by dozens of degrees, and the cold blue frost spread rapidly.
"not good."
Xu Rui was shocked and hurriedly activated the wine fairy's gourd to collect Hong Gu and others.
At this moment, a red figure rushed out of the cauldron like lightning.
Hee hee hee…!
Weird laughter suddenly appeared in the hall.
What's even weirder is that this laughter actually penetrated the protection of the Xuanwu Seal.
The moment the sound entered his ears, Xu Rui's eyes blurred.
When everything became clear again, he was already standing in a gorgeous hall.
A tall middle-aged man wearing a python robe, with three long beards on his chin and a majestic aura, sat high on a throne inlaid with gold and jade.
Behind the throne, a large red dragon stands out.
He felt a little familiar inexplicably, but his head seemed to be frozen, and he just couldn't remember where he had seen it before.
Next to the middle-aged man, stood a woman wearing a bright red robe with wide sleeves, long hair shawl, a pale face, and sinister eyes.
The other party stared at him, with deep-seated hatred in his eyes.
"Kuba, now that my army has defeated your Zhelong clan, your god has been killed by me, and the so-called Holy Son has also fallen into my hands, what else do you have to say?"
A majestic and proud voice rang in my ears.
The other person's eyes locked tightly with his.
"Kuba? My name is Bowser?"
He subconsciously looked down and saw that he was wearing dark brown rattan armor, and hanging around his neck was a bead chain made of skulls the size of a child's fist.
Wisps of black smoke are looming in the skull.
His hair was disheveled, his arms were tied up with heavy chains, and his figure was in an extremely miserable state.
Just when he was doubtful, a strong anger suddenly surged into his heart, and he said unconsciously.
"Sang Long, don't be complacent. If that bitch Dora hadn't betrayed our Zhelong clan and stolen our clan's most precious treasure, you wouldn't have even thought of defeating us."
After he finished speaking, he stared at the woman in red robe with fierce eyes, wanting to peel her skin and bones and cut her into pieces.
"Haha, the winner is the king or the loser. No matter how unwilling you are, you will become my prisoner today. But don't worry, I will treat you well and make your body and soul my slave forever and ever."
"Don't even think about it, don't even think about it...!"
Bowser was furious.
However, the chains on his body seemed to weigh ten thousand kilograms, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not get rid of them.
"Your Majesty, this Kuba is already a dead dog, but he is so unruly and unruly. He really doesn't know what is good or bad. Why don't you let me manipulate him and let him suffer a little and learn some rules."
The red-robed woman bowed and saluted, and there was a strange power in her deep voice.
King Xian, who was sitting high on the throne, glanced at her.
"This king was able to destroy the Zhelong clan and capture Zhelong Mountain this time. You have done a lot of work. I also know the grudge between you and him, so I will reward him to you today. However, I am still of great use to him. You You can torture them as much as you like, but don’t kill them.”
"As commanded."
The woman in red robe bowed and walked down from the top. She walked very slowly step by step, but the hatred in her eyes became stronger with each step.
"Kuba, when you killed my parents and handed me over to those three beasts to be abused, you never thought that you would end up like this, right?"
There was deep hatred in the woman's voice.
"That is the mountain god of our Zhelong clan. He has protected our clan for generations. As a saint, it is your responsibility to worship the mountain god..."
"Bullshit mountain gods, they are all beasts and they all deserve to die!"
The woman roared crazily.
Taking a deep breath, the woman calmed down slightly, staring at Bowser with her cold eyes.
"We, the Zhelong tribe, don't have any mountain gods to begin with. It was you who colluded with those three beasts for your own selfish gain. Cholera, our Zhelong tribe. Over the past hundreds of years, thousands of women from the Zhelong tribe have been tortured to death by them. You all deserve to die. .”
After finishing speaking, the woman raised her palm, and billowing black mist condensed in his palm, forming a vortex.
This vortex doesn't look big, but it seems to be able to suck people's souls into it.
When Bowser or Xu Rui saw the whirlpool, an instinctive fear surged into his heart.