We must defeat the God of Death!
Avenge your dead brothers and sisters!
Just when the fighting spirit of everyone in the Tianjian Special Station was rekindled, a voice suddenly came into their ears: "Blessings of the Infinite Heavenly Lord. May I ask this comrade, how did you calculate the depth of the Locked Dragon Well?"
Taoist priests mostly call lay people good people and donors, but comrades rarely hear them.
The person who asked me was the Taoist priest wearing the Five Thunder Scarf.
There are three sects in Taoism that practice thunder. This Taoist priest is either Shenxiao or Shangqing.
"When a dragon is trapped, he must use the Eight Diagrams numbers!"
When this response came out, everyone at the scene was stunned.
The crowd retreated, but the old Taoist priest with Five Thunder Scarves stood still and just glanced at me from a distance: "Where is the dragon chain?"
"Eight gossips!"
"Gu Chen defeated the Water Touching Dragon. How are you going to deal with it?"
I raised my head and looked at each other with the Five Thunder Scarf, and responded coldly: "Death to the Yellow Emperor!"
Wu Lei Jin's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze passed through the crowd and landed on the Blood Tower.
Then, Wu Lei Jin's eyes fell lightly on my face, he nodded slightly and stepped back to sit down without saying a word.
At this moment, Qin Jing raised his head and gave me a cold look, his eyes full of disgust and hatred for the traitor: "Tongshi!"
"arrive……"
Just halfway through the words, a muffled thunder suddenly exploded!
Everyone followed the sound and suddenly took a breath of cold air and screamed strangely.
"Stop moving!"
"Suolongjing is going to collapse."
"Stop!"
At this time, Suolongjing had been suppressed by the collapsed scaffolding, and broken bricks kept falling down.
"do not move!"
Wu Jiukan's sign language and shouting came out at the same time: "Tear down the scaffolding first! Take it down and then dig!"
The strange screams and roars did not attract the attention of the mute man, and even though everyone was using sign language, they were ignored by the mute man.
Wu Jiukan's eyes turned red and he was about to rush forward and jump on the excavator to stop the mute man.
The mute man pulled the operating lever hard.
In a moment, the excavator spun 120 degrees and threw the bucket, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, towards Wu Jiukan.
Wu Jiukan screamed again and again, and Wu Jiukan was so frightened that the dead souls lay on the ground and rolled to escape the attack.
"you***!!"
The embarrassed Wu Jiukan stood up, turned around in shock and anger, and was about to grab the gun from the Shenju guards.
In the past, among the special offices of the Heavenly Prison and Earthly Mirror Bureau, only the Earthly Mirror had a full-time guard team.
The earth mirror is gone, and the Tianjian has obtained the authority of a full-time escort team, equipped with hundreds of elites.
Regardless of the fact that the Special Bureau is chasing aliens every day, and regardless of the fact that the Shen Bureau is digging up ruins and monuments every day, they do not have a guard team. Instead, like Fangzhou, they only have a non-full-time security team.
Just when Wu Jiukan was about to grab the gun to stop the mute man, Suo Jialin shouted in a deep voice: "Old witch, get back!"
Wu Jiukan's face was full of anger and he stared at Suo Jialin.
"Get back! This is an order!"
"Everyone else, come here!"
Wu Jiukan turned around angrily and waved towards the blood tower, calling for everyone to withdraw.
The area around the Blood Tower was cleared, and the mute man no longer had any scruples, raising the bucket high and slamming it down hard.
boom!
Bang!
The huge force pushed the scaffolding towards Suolongjing, and Suolongjing suddenly let out the most piercing wails.
The squeezed Suolongjing shaft was tilted and blue bricks fell off in a large area!
Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts were clenched by invisible hands!
As the shaft of the well tilted, bursts of crackling sounds of chains spread in all directions, causing everyone to tense up and not dare to breathe a word.
Dismantling the lock shaft is just the beginning.
The eight dragon-locking chains in the well wall are the most important!
Now, the mute man didn't care at all, and directly forcibly removed the dragon lock chain and went straight to the dragon lock chain.
What would be the consequences if this went wrong?
There were so many people at the scene. If they died or were disabled, Suo Jialin would not be able to escape the blame.
If the co-organizers were injured, Suo Jialin would be useless for the rest of his life.
Suo Jialin, this is risking his life and future.
"Clang!"
"Boom!"
The second strike of the bucket came as promised.
The battered scaffolding could no longer withstand the critical blow and was broken into two pieces in the middle.
After a while, the scaffolding collapsed.
"careful!"
"Run away!"
"Push them away!"
Amidst repeated screams, the crooked scaffolding fell on the body of the Suolongjing.
Pop tart!
The Suolongjing well, which had existed underground for six centuries in Yandu, collapsed from its highest point!
The thirty-five-meter-high scaffolding collapsed, pressing down on the shaft of Suolongjing!
In an instant, thick smoke billowed and dust filled the sky!
Broken bricks flew everywhere, and rubble flew all over the sky.
The sounds of collapse, cracking, chains, and screams merged in the dust, interpreting the tragic song of the devil's carnival in hell.
"Turn on the fan!"
The dust and smoke were confusing, and the six-sided fans with a diameter of 1.5 meters started in unison, blowing away the dust in the sky without a trace in the fastest time.
It's already cold underground, and when the fan blows, it becomes even more bone-chilling.
But now no one cares about the cold, but they all gather around.
For a split second, everyone stopped heartbeating.
In front of me, the thirty-five-meter-high Suolongjing shaft had completely collapsed and was piled on the ground.
The well body is gone, and all that is left is the dragon chain in the well body.
Eight long iron chains hung from the sky, shaking constantly and going deep into the piled green bricks.
There was only one voice left at the scene.
That's the crisp sound of the dragon lock chains clashing and colliding!
Everyone's heart was beating with the sound of the dragon chain hitting.
Eight six-hundred-year-old dragon chains were swaying wildly, going deep underground from top to bottom to the end of the field of vision.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of the dragon-locking chains, bursts of strange sounds emerged from the depths of the ground, like the sound of bull-headed and horse-faced dragging soul-binding iron chains in hell, which made people's hair stand on end and their livers and gallbladders burst.
The sound sounded like some monster underground was awakened and struggling to escape.
