Qing Kuang glanced at everyone and saw Ming Qianhe nodded, Ao Junxie shrugged indifferently, and everyone left directly with Wumian.
After descending the neat stairs, at the foot of the mountain is a large village.
The entire village looked dilapidated, with the houses barely covering one's body and the streets deserted.
However, after Qing Kuang glanced around, he discovered that this place should have been extremely prosperous, with the remains of gorgeous buildings everywhere.
The whole village exudes a simple and bold atmosphere, and the village is divided into several parts by strips of land dozens of meters wide.[
But at this time, the entire village looked so dilapidated, like a remote country.
Everyone who returned to the house never came out again, which seemed extremely strange.
Qing Kuang frowned, very puzzled by this scene.
"This is the Evil Village. It was originally the most prosperous place in the Evil Land, but now..." Wumian said to everyone in a solemn tone.
Everyone was silent for a while, unable to imagine how powerful the opponent was to turn such a prosperous place into ruins.
Wu Mian stopped talking and led a few people around and into the depths of the village.
There is a tall building standing there. If you look closely, it looks like a large ancestral hall or something.
The large ancestral hall should have been very prosperous originally, with a height of more than ten feet. It was carved with ancient patterns and various statues of Warcraft. It was like an encyclopedia of Warcraft, full of vicissitudes and the atmosphere of ancient times.
However, at this time, the ancestral hall was half broken, with more than half of the building collapsed on one side. The various buildings above were dilapidated, with countless cracks, as if they would be destroyed at any time.
Wumian led everyone into the ancestral hall. The door of the ancestral hall was no longer there. From the outside, it looked like the big mouth of a monster, which was terrifying.
"This is the holy land of our evil land - the ancient temple!"
Wumian looked at the dilapidated building, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes. He turned to look at the four people and suddenly showed a strange smile.
"Needless to say so much, if you want to cooperate with us, show your sincerity!"
Faced with the strange sleeplessness, Qingkuang didn't hesitate and spoke directly.
Hearing Qing Kuang's direct words, Wu Mian was stunned for a moment, and then a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, "Okay, follow me!"
The five people entered the temple one after another, and a mysterious and desolate atmosphere suddenly enveloped them.
Qing Kuang glanced around and found that the world inside the temple was much larger than outside.
When they just entered the hall, they felt as if they had entered a world of stone sculptures.
The hall is hundreds of square meters in size, and is surrounded by lifelike stone sculptures. These stone sculptures are all ferocious monsters with huge sizes. Although they are just statues, the wild aura they exude is shocking.
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Moreover, the entire hall seemed to have a strange aura, as if there were many pairs of eyes staring at them.
"The front is our base camp. You are pretty good, but if you want to cooperate with us, I have to see your strength!"
Wu Mian glanced at the four people and did not enter the hall immediately.
Hearing this, Qing Kuang glanced at the other party lightly, "How do you want to verify our strength!"
Qing Kuang said it lightly, but in his heart he was sneering, "Look what tricks you are playing!"