The expressions of the three masters, Master Tani, all changed.
They all knew that Su Yun was chasing him, and immediately rushed into the third hall.
In this hall, there were no scenes of dead bodies lying around.
There were only a few sets of blood-stained clothes and shoes spread everywhere, maintaining a strange shape.
These things were left behind by the masters who were forced by Tani to explore the way. They died here, but only the clothes were left. The rest of the flesh, bones, and even hair were not at all.
"This is……"
Mengla and Usamani were shocked when they saw the scene in the venue.
They could clearly feel that there was deep resentment left in the clothes.
This resentment was generated by the great terror and torture the martial arts master experienced before his death, and it never dissipated because of the special environment of the tomb.
"Don't make a sound! Don't touch anything here. Let's go around quietly and hide in the corridor behind!" Master Tani lowered his voice and reminded Mongla and Usamani.
After entering this hall, he, the top powerhouse in Siam, always had a look of fear on his face.
Mengla and Usamani nodded after hearing this.
They glanced around and found that the hall was not big.
It seems that the further back you go, the smaller the hall appears.
In this hall, the surrounding walls are all painted with patterns.
The general content of these patterns is that figures in simple clothes are kneeling on the ground and looking up to the sky, as if praying for something.
In front of them, there were bundles of cattle, sheep, pigs and other sacrifices. In addition to these regular sacrifices, there were eight pairs of young children who were also tied up.
The content of the picture is weird, it doesn't look like worshiping heaven, but more like worshiping some evil god.
In normal times, great masters such as Mengla and Usamani would definitely be interested in studying these stone wall patterns.
But now, they didn't have that thought. After just a cursory glance, they all focused on the front of the hall.
There, there is an offering table.
On the altar table, there are an incense burner and a knife with a white cloth wrapped around the handle on the left and right sides.
Above the two, there is a black jar. It is so dark that there is nothing unusual about it. It looks like a sauce jar used by country women to pickle pickles.
"Hiss! Magical weapon!"
"That little knife is filled with ferocious aura. How many powerful men must have been killed to develop such a terrifying ferocity! If Mr. An had wielded this knife for a sneak attack before, I'm afraid he would have broken that man's body long ago!" Meng
La's eyes shone brightly. Even at this dangerous moment, his attention was still attracted.
This knife is really too vicious.
Just placing it there, from such a distance, Meng La could feel the poison all over his body, and he was all trembling with fear, not daring to make the slightest move.
This is a top-notch magical weapon, and it is also a killing weapon.
And the incense burner was not simple at all. Even in a silent state, they could still feel the subtle charm of spiritual pressure.
On the contrary, there is really nothing unusual about the black jar.
"Tani, are these things really immovable?" Meng La was a little reluctant and couldn't help but ask again.
After entering this hall, although the scene he saw was a bit scary, he did not realize that the crisis was there.
Usamani's eyes also flickered.
"Don't move!"
Master Tani quickly whispered, and at the same time he couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart.
If these things could move, how could he possibly keep them till now?
But even if he scolds, he can actually understand Mongla and Usamani.
When they have reached this stage of their cultivation, it is difficult for them to be tempted by ordinary things.
But once you encounter it, the temptation is not that great.
"I'm warning you, don't get close to this altar table. It's best to go around it far away..."
Master Tani was halfway through his words.
suddenly!
The black jar placed at the top of the offering table suddenly trembled slightly.
Just this move almost scared Master Tani out of his wits.
"No! Could it be that even after being smeared with the Thousand-Year Corpse Source Liquid, that thing can still sense our vital energy? Hurry! Let's go!"
At this time, Master Tani did not bother to talk to Meng La and took the lead, bypassing the altar table from the side and rushing into the corridor behind it.
Then, the black jar trembled twice more and became silent again.
At this moment, Su Yun stepped into the entrance of this hall.
Seeing the scene inside, he frowned slightly and continued to move forward without thinking too much.
boom!
At this time, the black jar immediately began to shake violently, as if there was something inside that was moved by Su Yun's living breath.
Buzz buzz...
The next moment, countless tiny black spots poured out from the jar.
These black spots were more than ten times smaller than sesame seeds, but they were very numerous. They flew out all at once, like a small black storm, covering Su Yun.
As soon as they flew closer, Su Yun's energy shield condensed outside his body was quickly eroded.
"Huh!"
Su Yun was surprised for a moment, and then realized that these extremely tiny black spots were actually tiny, strange insects.
It is almost difficult for normal people to observe their individual forms with the naked eye, and a microscope is necessary.
Only a strong person like Su Yun, with extraordinary eyesight, could directly observe details with his naked eyes.
This strange insect has a tapered head, six legs, and even more subtle mouthparts at the top of its head.
Even Su Yun had never seen such a thing before.
"This should be a mutated Gu insect cultivated by witchcraft monks."
Although Su Yun had become the Supreme Immortal King in his previous life and had extensive knowledge, he did not know everything.
Witchcraft Gu insects like these are cultivated in all kinds of strange ways. Even if the same mother Gu is cultivated by different Witchcraft monks, the child Gus produced will be different.
Some are so much more mutated that they form completely different species.
"My current body-protecting power is powerful and solid. It is not much worse than the innate spiritual power of a monk in the innate realm. It can actually swallow and invade. It is really powerful."
Su Yun felt the power of these black Gu insects and sighed in admiration.
Ordinary Xiantian realm monks probably have no good way to deal with such a Gu insect. The only thing they can do is to retreat.
But Su Yun didn't panic.
He still has many methods.
"burn!"
He used the Qi gathering method to gather more of the Yin Qi in the tomb, ignited the Yin fire out of thin air, and burned blazingly outside his body.
But the strange thing is that these black Gu insects were completely unaffected by the Yin Fire, and even started to swallow up the Yin Fire as well.
"It's interesting, but I don't have time to quarrel with you now!"
Su Yun suddenly held the seal in his hand and rotated the hand seal. The yin fire was immediately aroused and intertwined in an instant, enveloping all the black Gu insects, forming a huge furnace.
What he used at this time was clearly the method of the Seven Transformations of Yuanhuo. The condensed flame furnace was obviously more powerful and sophisticated than the flame sword passed to Huo Feng that day.