Black thunder shot out from the hall and returned to Zhao Wujiang's hand.
He still vividly remembers the scenes on the murals in the hall.
People with the Yu family seem to want to tell future generations some secrets.
But maybe I couldn't tell it directly, so I kept the secret in another way.
Zhao Wujiang took a deep breath and turned around to leave without stepping into the hall.
Xiaobai's long and narrow wolf face was full of suspicion, but it knew that Zhao Wujiang must have a reason for doing this.
It kept up the pace.
One man and one wolf continued to fly.
After flying nearly a mile away, Zhao Wujiang found a hall suspended on the magma next to the chain bridge.
He followed the same example and used the power of thunder to go in and check.
The things in the main hall are similar to the previous ones, almost all of which are bronzes and pottery.
The second floor is also a painting.
The only thing that surprised him was this painting.
He began to think that the contents in the previous hall would continue, such as the numbers continuing to rise.
But he found that the content of these murals was exactly the same as that of the previous hall, and the number only stayed at one hundred and twenty-five.
After Zhao Wujiang read the content, he set out on the road again.
After flying continuously for two miles, neither he nor Xiaobai saw the end of the chain bridge.
I saw the same hall twice more.
If it weren't for the different placement and damage of the bronze ritual vessels and pottery on the first floor of each hall, he would have thought he had encountered a ghost beating the wall.
Xiaobai loses his temper around Zhao Wujiang.
It may have become a little irritable with its exploration, and suddenly stared at the magma under its feet and muttered:
"Let me see what's going on?"
It plunged headlong into the magma and bounced up quickly the next moment. The hair all over its body was smoking, and it was burned until it screamed like a ghost.
"Brother, this magma is real." It said this with lingering fear.
Zhao Wujiang helped:
"I can see it."
One person and one wolf kept flying past, and finally after passing through nine bronze halls, they seemed to have come to the end.
The end of the chain bridge continued downwards, submerged in the bubbling lava, and there seemed to be no way in front of us.
Zhao Wujiang was suspended above the magma, looking around.
When he saw the sky, his eyes suddenly trembled.
One hundred and eight bronze chains extended from the void in all directions, binding a dark wooden coffin.
The chains jumped straight and entangled the coffin in mid-air.
Zhao Wujiang and Xiaobai flew upward towards the coffin.
Zhao Wujiang jumped deep, stepped on the bronze chain, and walked towards the wooden coffin step by step.
His eyes were dyed purple, and his whole body was ready to go. If anything went wrong, he would definitely turn around and run away without stopping.
Zhao Wujiang stepped on the chains, and the bronze chains shook slightly, but the coffin remained motionless.
As he got closer, Zhao Wujiang discovered that there were earthy yellow talismans affixed to the dark wooden coffin.
The runes appear grey-green.
Zhao Wujiang took a slight sniff and seemed to smell a faint smell of blood.
The runes on this talisman are painted with gray-blue blood?
"Boss, I seem to have come into contact with an aura similar to the blood of the talisman somewhere..." Xiaobai held the bronze chain with his four legs and kept moving. The wolf's head came over.
Zhao Wujiang's eyes narrowed slightly. Xiaobai was a wolf and his breath was extremely sharp. Although he had a wild temper, he was quite mature and would never make a mistake.
Since Xiaobai may have been exposed to it, is it possible that he has also been exposed to it?
After all, many of the things he and Xiaobai have experienced and the people they have met overlap with each other.
"Boss, look!" Xiaobai suddenly howled, looking at the stars in the sky with disbelief.
At this time, the stars were twinkling in the starry sky. On the dark sky, a young man in a black robe and a wolf with snow-white hair were faintly reflected.
"How could the starry sky reflect our shadow?" Xiaobai's eyes were full of fear.
Zhao Wujiang's eyes also trembled.
The next moment, he was shocked to find that he was hanging upside down on the chain, and the bright starry sky on the sky had turned into rolling lava.
The feeling of weightlessness ran down his spine and went straight to his Tianling Cap, and he fell into the starry sky.
