Global Atavism: My Ancestor Is Pangu

It’s really a bottomless pit, and I still can’t see the bottom. It’s been almost a minute since I fell down, and I still haven’t seen the bottom of the pit. Don’t even think about it, there must be nothing good below.

Cui Zong didn't speak, and walked to the side of the passage, looking at those subordinates, several of them landed safely.

Lu Ze followed suit and saw that there were several openings on the wall of the bottomless pit.

But there were also a few who failed to land safely, and kept falling down until they could no longer hear the sound, and they couldn't know whether they had reached the bottom of the pit.

Lu Ze looked around the bottomless pit, as if what happened just now didn't happen, and guessed: "This place is like a beehive, and the roads cross each other, but why are these passages sealed with mud?"

Cui Zong shook his head upon hearing this, looked around and said, "I don't know either."

Lu Ze also observed the surrounding situation, and finally shook his head: "Forget it, everyone is scattered now, so we can only work hard on our own, and we can only go in along this passage."

Cui Zong took one last look at the bottomless pit and said, "Let's go."

It seems that this passage has not been walked for a long time, and there are no footprints on the ground, but now it exists, and it belongs to the two of them.

There are candles on both sides of the passage, almost three meters away, providing a little light for this passage.

After they walked for a while, Cui Zong asked suddenly: "Did you see Ou Moqian just now?"

Lu Ze shook his head and said, "No."

"There are only a dozen or so people here, it is impossible for him to disappear for no reason." Cui Zong frowned tightly.

He looked at Lu Ze, and finally said this sentence: "Could it be that all of this is really his handwriting?"

Lu Ze didn't know what to say. In the current situation, Ou Moqian was the biggest suspect, but just now, he suddenly disappeared.

But before he fully confirmed it, Lu Ze could only tell himself in his heart to trust Ou Moqian for the time being.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now." Lu Ze patted Cui Zong's shoulder.

"The most important thing now is to find someone, first find... Shen Jianchou, if we find someone, our strength will be stronger."

Lu Ze originally wanted to say that he could find anyone first, but he changed his mind in the end.

Without him, I just worry about Ou Moqian.

If Ou Moqian is really a traitor now and led them to die, then the people brought back by Ou Moqian must also be those traitors, so he still thinks to find Shen Jianchou first.

Of course, it would be fine if everything wasn't what he thought it would be.

Because he really couldn't figure it out, if it was Ou Moqian, why would he do this?Just like Cao Tiancheng before.

Cao Tiancheng was lurking in the black market, and Ou Moqian only got to know Gu Xiao to see him. Whether he can see him here is a problem.

At this time, the candlelight on the passageway flickered for a moment, which also brought him back to his thoughts. It is useless to think so much now, the truth will be solved by itself. Save yourself.

"Fork?"

They have reached an intersection at this time, and there are four roads.

Two above, two below.

"Four passages." Lu Ze frowned, looked around again, and saw that this was a relatively wide place.

"This may be a meeting point, we have to find a way to go on."

Cui Zong looked at the four roads, thought about the direction in which Shen Jianchou crashed into the opposite passage just now, and said, "Let's take the road down to the left."

"Okay." Lu Ze agreed directly.

Anyway, I have no clue now, whichever one I take is trying, so they are all the same.

After they approached the passage on the left, they felt a sudden chill, which was a bit unusual.

The candlelights on both sides of the channel also began to waver.

"Be careful, there may be something ahead." Lu Ze drew out the Yin-Yang sword and walked lightly.

As they walked deeper, the cold air became more intense, almost congealed into substance, like smoke, floating in the air one by one.

Cui Zong has already circulated the power in his body and is ready to strike at any time.

Lu Ze has a Yin-Yang sword in one hand, and a real Qi in the other hand. The Hunyuan Heart Meridian in his body circulates rapidly, and he will react immediately if there is a crisis.

At this moment, in the deep darkness, there was a long exhalation sound, like sleeping or sighing.

But in this exhalation, the cold air that filled the entire passage was also stirred up because of this.

"Huh?" Lu Ze pondered for a moment, stopped, and pointed the Yin-Yang sword at a dark place.

"come out."

In the darkness, after a while of silence, there was the sound of footsteps and another voice.

"You dare to trespass here, don't you want to live?"

Soon, they saw who was coming by candlelight, and Lu Ze and Cui Zong's expressions became extremely gloomy at this moment.

Chapter 335 The Walking Dead of the Corpse Sect

What came out slowly was not a person, but a rotting corpse.

You can even see dry bones in your body, but you are conscious, and you still hold a knife more than one meter long in your hand.

On the face of this withered corpse, there is a big eye, and it is a vertical eye. From the forehead to the chin, it occupies the entire face. Apart from this, there are no other facial features.

The fleshy body has turned into dry bones, but the vertical eyes on the face are still gleaming coldly, without any sign of withering.

Judging from the stitching on its body and the lines on its body, Lu Ze murmured, "I'm afraid the old man said, the corpse cultivator, this corpse was stitched."

Just like Yunqiu pulling him into the illusion, it is also a kind of control over his spirit. In this case, it is not surprising that some members of the Demon Cult can directly control other people's spirits and attach them to corpses .

Although the principle of the corpse refining technique has been guessed by him.

But in this way, can this already dead body be killed?

The man's vertical eyes looked around, his murderous aura suddenly rose, and he didn't know where the voice came from, and said, "I don't know whether to live or die."

As soon as the voice fell, the man's long knife moved, and a knife qi condensed by cold air swept towards him.

And the cold air was released from his right hand, and combined with the sewing situation, I am afraid that a member of the Demon Cult related to the cold air put his own ability on it.

The huge knife air scraped across both sides of the passage, leaving deep knife marks, and at the same time freezing everything it touched.

However, the strange thing is that the candlelight above the passage did not go out because of this, but returned to normal after flickering violently.