Zuo Lingquan was wrapped in pink petals, pressed close behind Sister Yingying, and smashed into the ground with the technique of escape.

After entering the ground more than ten feet, the dark red poisonous fog that was raging behind was completely isolated by the land.

Although this place is a barren mountain, its underground structure is extremely exquisite, with a large number of special rocks forming barriers, which isolates the atmosphere of the underground.

After Zuo Lingquan passed through the rock formation, he felt a breath fluctuation deep in the ground, with different strengths and weaknesses, just like a downtown city below, but no breath belongs to a living person.

Cui Yingying used magic to pioneer the way, and her mature and beautiful cheeks were less bloody, but her expression was as usual, solemn and majestic as if she was strong aunt protecting the younger generation.

I noticed the chaos of the underground atmosphere, Cui Yingying slowed down. The first sentence she said was not to remind the situation below, but to a slightly unhappy sentence:

"You little brat, why do you dare to touch each occasion? Just now, a group of juniors were watching below. How do you ask me to explain to me?"

Zuo Lingquan paid attention to the underground situation and did not feel the particularly strong demonic energy. He breathed a little relieved:

"I saw Sister Yingying being beaten by a snake, and I didn't pay attention to anything else, so I rushed up..."

"What does it mean that I was beaten?"

Cui Yingying's eyes were three points dissatisfied, and she turned around and looked at Zuo Lingquan:

"How can a mysterious snake with exhausted oil do to me? I can't control the monster you can even put in one sword? It's obviously you're showing your kindness..."

Zuo Lingquan nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, I am offering my kindness."

"What's your tone?" Cui Yingying glared at her eyes.

"Haha..." Zuo Lingquan smiled a little, and while sneaking into the ground, he hugged Sister Yingying's shoulder and said softly:

"Sister Yingying is a pharmacist. The martial arts cultivator around you is not dead, so you shouldn't let you take the lead. I ran out to help, to play my role, not that I think Sister Yingying can't beat it. Afterwards, I touched Sister Yingying's face, and I was just a little proud and a little bit frivolous. I forgot the occasion..."

When Cui Yingying heard this, her displeasure in her eyes subsided slightly.

She just knew that Zuo Lingquan was in front of her, and Zuo Lingquan jumped out and had a sword to instantly have a handsome and heroic posture of the mysterious snake. She looked very happy, but naturally she could not say these feelings in front of Zuo Lingquan.

Cui Yingying naturally couldn't pretend that she was being hugged by her shoulders and gently squeezed it with her shoulders:

"Be honest, you're itchy again, right? I haven't dealt with you just now..."

"This place is quite strange. I feel a little scared. Hold Sister Yingying to be more at ease."

"Are you scared?"

"Um."

Zuo Lingquan looked nervous.

“…”

Cui Yingying didn't know what to say, and no one around came to the ground immediately. She didn't bother to care about this, so she took Zuo Lingquan to break through the strata and came to the underground space.

Zuo Lingquan originally thought that the underground was a natural cave, a mine cave, or something, but after breaking through the rock from the zenith in the underground space, the scene he saw surprised him.

The underground space is very large. From above, it is a square platform. You can see the ancient formation patterns of time on the platform. The characters are written by human race, but the handwriting does not look like they are carved with sword pens.

In the middle of the platform is a Panshe Old Well, with a wellhead of three feet in a radius, with a rich spiritual energy that can be seen by the naked eye, and it appears light black. If nothing unexpected happens, it is the source of the spiritual vein of Shajiang.

The platform is not clean, and it is full of twisted and coiled snakes. The small one is only two fingers long and the large one is nearly half a foot, covering a whole layer. It is estimated that there are no less than hundreds of thousands of monsters, but there are no molds.

The edge of the platform is surrounded by rivers, with snake skins, snake scales and other debris piled up inside, and there is also a little bit of human and animal bones. There is no smell, but it emits a strange fragrance. The stone walls in the underground space are caves full of holes, and there are also countless snakes hanging inside, which look extremely terrifying under the faint green light, and I don’t know where to go.

Zuo Lingquan hovered in the air, left Sister Yingying's shoulder with her hand, frowned and glanced at the surroundings:

"Is this the old nest of the big snake above?"

Cui Yingying carefully observed the array patterns on the platform and shook her head:

"No, this is the place where the mysterious snake practices and reproduces its descendants. It is an altar. The hole in the wall leads to the monster's nest; the larger snake monsters have all run away, and the rest are ordinary little snakes, not even monsters, they only know how to match......"

Cui Yingying said that her expression was a bit strange here and looked elsewhere.

Zuo Lingquan looked at the stone platform carefully and found that tens of thousands of snakes were entangled together, obviously doing something that conforms to the laws of nature.

There are old rules in the world. Seeing that snakes are mating is unlucky, Zuo Lingquan's eyes moved to the surroundings and his nose smelled:

"What does this taste like? It's quite fragrant."

Cui Yingying also smelled it, and then her eyes changed. She raised her hand to cover Zuo Lingquan's mouth and nose:

"Are you trying to die? You dare to hear anything in the demon clan's nest. This is the body fluid secreted by the lewd snake, which is extremely poisonous. Hurry up and stick to the Qifuxin Lake. Don't let the poison gas attack your heart and make your mind confused. I don't have time to detoxify you."

?

Zuo Lingquan did not feel the toxicity. After all, ordinary snakes can survive here, so how could they poison him to death?

However, seeing that Sister Yingying is so serious, he hurriedly mobilized the true energy in his body, suppressed the heat that rose inexplicably in his heart, and asked:

“What should I do with this place?”

“Burning.”

Cui Yingying flew to somewhere on the edge of the platform and signaled the three corpses below:

"This should be the few monks who disappeared in Tuofeng Ridge a few days ago. Snakes here have eaten human flesh and become monsters in the future. The chances of being kind to others are slim, and there will be endless disasters."

Zuo Lingquan looked to the bottom of the river and saw three corpses wearing robes and protective gear. One of them was wearing a waist sign from the Taoist ancestral courtyard, but his body had become bones, and a small snake came in and out of the seven orifices. The corpse's hands and feet were nailed to the edge of the stone platform, and they were probably thrown here to feed the snakes.

Zuo Lingquan frowned and said nothing more. He raised his hand and pinched his hands and burned the snake cave with the method of fire.

Cui Yingying's expression was not normal, and the dark red marks on her hands were a little deeper, so she hid it in her sleeves and did not help, but just stood beside her to watch.

boom--

Although Zuo Lingquan is not good at fire, he has already refined his natal fire. The momentum of his magic is still terrifying. In an instant, the platform has turned into a sea of ​​fire, and bursts of burnt smell have been emitted.

As he took action, several fierce auras came from the deep holes on the stone wall.

Zuo Lingquan sensed the murderous intent and looked at the cave on the stone wall:

"It seems that there are monsters underground and haven't escaped."

Cui Yingying glanced at the stone wall and said in a deep voice:

"It's meaningless to kill these little snakes. There are also snake monsters hiding in their nests. If you want to kill, you have to kill them and go find them."

Cui Yingying followed the direction of the breath and looked for the traces of the monster, but when she moved her body, even if she tried her best to maintain her natural appearance, her movements still became three-point stiff.

Zuo Lingquan was not injured. Seeing this, he was slightly shocked. He hurriedly came to him and took Cui Yingying's hand to check it. He saw that her body was cold and a bit cold, and a cold air was raging in the meridians, causing a thin layer of frost on the surface of her skin.

Cui Yingying quickly put her hands away and frowned and said, "I've said I'm fine... Kill the little demon first."

Zuo Lingquan felt that Sister Yingying was holding on in front of him, and the snake venom of the jade-level monster was known to be something that could be solved with his own ass.

Seeing that Sister Yingying seemed to be unable to suppress the snake venom, Zuo Lingquan had no intention of chasing the little demon, so he quickly picked her up and flew towards the ground.

"What are you doing when you hold me? I'm really fine."

Cui Yingying escaped from her arms and acted like "everything is in the control of the deity". She wanted to continue chasing the monster, but Zuo Lingquan was disobedient and forced her to hug her and quickly came to the surface.

At this time, Jing Yan washed the entire mountain with flames, and the hundred-foot-foot snake body of the Xuanyin Snake Ancestor was roasted with fragrance. Shangguan Baxue and others had been forced dozens of miles away by the fire and snake venom.

Tuanzi was helping Jingyan set fire to the mountains, while Qiutao stood on the ground to sense the situation underground.

The two broke through the ground, and Xie Qiutao hurried over and found that Sister Yingying's face was frosty and snow-like—not right, thin frost was indeed hanging on her cheeks, and the cold was so heavy that it was difficult to get close to her—her face changed:

"Sister Yingying, are you poisoned?"

"Just poison, it's not bad."

"Is this small?"

On the other side, the dumpling that was grinding a big snake was barbecuing. Seeing that Yingying's wet nurse was almost frozen into a popsicle, she quickly flew over and landed in Cui Yingying's arms to warm her hands.

Zuo Lingquan didn't know Sister Yingying's injury, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he flew next to Jingyan:

"Jingyan, can the ancestor come here now?"

Although the distance is relatively far, Cui Yingying could still hear it clearly and was about to say, "Don't call her, I said I'm fine."

But before he could speak, he responded:

"The dead woman said Sister Yingying is fine, don't worry."

"Oh, that's good..."

What?

Why am I okay?

I've frozen like this without looking at it?

Cui Yingying was so angry that she was even more annoyed that Zuo Lingquan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what Shangguan Zu said!

If an outsider says I'm fine, do you think I'm really fine?

Is there anyone like you who is a man?

But these words are hard to say, Cui Yingying felt a little aggrieved when she stood there.

Fortunately, the ancestor Shangguan was just angry at his best friend who was showing off his strength, so he would really ignore him.

Tang Jingyan negotiated a few words in his heart and continued:

"My wife asked you and Qiutao to go underground to cut the weeds and roots first, and I'll take care of Sister Yingying."
To be continued...