Li Ang said quickly: "First rotate the surrounding stone rings, and then ignite the stone fat pool, so that the flames can turn into a tornado and burn the amber on the dome."
"how do you..."
Jiao Cheng simply stopped mid-sentence and glanced at his subordinates who were still slowly chipping away at the dragon stone in the distance, as well as the mountain wall that seemed to be swaying again. After thinking for a moment, he nodded towards Di Wu and leaned on He took a few steps back with his cane.
After receiving the signal, Di Wu and several other companions grabbed the lines on the ring on the ground, squatted on the ground and gritted their teeth to push the stone ring.
Click, click, click——
The stone ring rotates slowly, causing the oil pool to rotate faster and faster,
Di Wu and others took a few steps back, took out the fire stick from their arms, blew it hard, lit the tissue paper, and threw the tissue paper into the oil pool.
boom!
After a short delay, the entire pool burst into flames.
A raging pillar of fire immediately rose, and the pillar of fire continued to rotate driven by the initial rotation of the base. It was affected by the atmospheric vortex and turned into a pillar of flame. The height was much greater than the height of the pillar of flame when burning normally on the earth's surface.
The top of the ever-swaying tongue of fire licked the bottom of the amber dome, and thick smoke rose.
Not long after, the entire dome began to emit a strong smell and spontaneously burned. Even the strong winds could not extinguish it.
"Turn faster!"
Di Wu saw that holes in the mountain wall in the distance were beginning to spurt out strong winds again. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He and a few others accelerated the rotation of the ring on the surface.
Finally, the entire amber dome was completely ignited.
Click!
The burning amber dome shattered, revealing the dark space above it,
A long, thick iron chain covered with amber fragments hung from the dome, hanging two meters above the ground.
Chi chi chi chi——
More and more holes in the mountain wall began to erupt with strong winds again,
Di Wu took the lead, kicked the open bronze door on the ground, closed the oil pool again, picked up Jiao Cheng, jumped to the iron chain, and climbed up.
The two swordsmen also stepped on the recesses of the iron chain and climbed up. Li Ang picked up a shield from the ground, carried it behind his back, and followed closely.
The tattooed men who were still chipping away at the Dragon-Breaking Stone in the distance realized that they all dropped their chisels and hammers and ran towards the iron chain - only one person ran towards the corner and tried to dig out a hole in the ground with a shovel. Make yourself lie flat in the pit.
And his ending was also very simple. The rapidly blowing wind picked up countless gravels and beat his whole body into a sieve before he could dig out the pit.
"Quick, climb up!"
Di Wu yelled loudly, carrying Jiao Cheng on his back and climbing up the iron chain.
The strong wind vortex under the iron chain changed from slow to fast, and accelerated, and the bronze door gradually became unable to suppress the burning oil.
Flames kept jumping out from the cracks in the door, and the flames engulfed the man crawling at the end.
Li Ang carried the shield he picked up from the ground, shrunk as much as possible, and climbed up.
The strong wind kept hitting the shield behind him, making a tooth-piercing squeaking sound.
Ten meters, five meters,
Finally, before the shield completely broke, Li Ang climbed up along the chain, sat on the ground and let out a long breath.
Di Wu put down Jiao Cheng on his back, took out the hemp rope from his waist, rushed to the edge of the dome, threw the rope, and pulled up two companions one after another.
With the help of his companions, he pulled in four more people.
As for the rest...
Even the iron chains were being torn apart by the slowly accelerating wind. It was impossible for the remaining people to survive, and they were all turned into blood mist in the vortex of the wind.
When they arrived, there were more than thirty people in Jiao Cheng's group, but now, only Jiao Cheng, Di Wu, Fan Guangyu, Zhu Yuyin, and six other tattooed men were left.
Most of the talismans and supplies were lost, and the Zhangdao Guirong mask that could breathe in a hypoxic environment was all gone. There was no way out if he wanted to return.
But there was no fear or despair on Jiao Cheng's face.
Instead, he quickly stood up from the ground with his bamboo cane and glanced around.
The top of the underground palace is not dark and lightless. The walls and domes here are covered with a layer of dim blue light, which seems to come from some kind of luminous bacteria.
With the light of the torch, you can see that the space here is vast, and the ground is covered with pale yellow flowers that are as tall as a person - these flowers should have absorbed the light from bacteria to grow.
And under the mountain wall at the end of the sea of flowers is a towering palace with hundreds of steps.
"This is the Palace of Hades!"
Jiao Cheng murmured: "The tomb is in that palace!"
"Jiao Da, your legs."
Di Wu reminded him dullly. Only then did Jiao Cheng notice that his trousers had been stained red with blood, and many of the silver sutures under the bandage had fallen off from the wound.
"Little Doctor Li."
With Di Wu's support, Jiao Cheng sat back down on the ground. He retched for a while due to the loss of blood and strength. He looked at Li Ang and forced a smile and said, "Please help me sew these wounds again.
After the matter is completed, I will send someone to deliver 20,000 yuan to your house. "
"good."
Li Ang didn't seem to hear the slight accent hidden in the words 'send people' and 'your house'. He opened the medicine box and took out the silver sutures and a new bandage roll from the box.
He used a knife to cut the bandage into several sections, quickly sewed and bandaged the wounds of everyone including Jiao Cheng, and finally used pure wine to wash away the blood on his hands.
"Okay, let's go, as long as we can get there..."
Jiao Cheng stood up with the support of Di Wu and glanced at everyone present. Just as he was about to say a few words to encourage morale, he saw one of his men looking at him with his mouth open and his face dull.
"How did you..."
Before Jiao Cheng asked, he saw the chest of his subordinate rising out of thin air.
With the sound of "vomit!", the tattooed man's jaw was split open alive, and there was an egg-shaped object the size of a fist in his strangely open mouth.
A half-human-tall, black-and-yellow bee monster slowly retracted the barbs on its abdomen that pierced the human chest.
The dark red compound eyes composed of thousands of small eyes reflected the pale faces of Jiao Cheng and Di Wu.
There are sounds of rustling sounds coming and going in the surrounding sea of flowers. Yes, there is a vast sea of flowers, and naturally there are creatures that pollinate the flowers. There are more than just secrets that the banished immortal brought back from the Endless Sea and sealed in the tomb. , and the monsters on the islands in the endless sea.
Demon--3--379, red-eyed purple bee, each one is not strong, but there are thousands of them.
When there are no large living animals around, it will collect nectar like ordinary bees. When a large living animal is found around, it will actively hunt and lay eggs in its body.
Since there is no distinction between male and female, all red-eyed purple wasps have the ability to lay eggs, and any one of them in the wild may turn into an ecological disaster.
"Walk!"
Di Wu set up Jiao Cheng, raised the torch high, and rushed towards the palace.
Without the suppression of the Gangfeng, the two sword cultivators controlled the flying swords to cut away the obstacles of the surrounding sea of flowers, and quickly harvested the red-eyed purple bees that rushed towards them.
The sea of flowers is vast,
The sword cultivator's flying sword, as well as the powerful crossbows fired by Jiao Cheng's men, the smashed torches, and the torn talismans were able to kill the red-eyed purple bees in front, but the number of opponents seemed to be endless.
And as time goes by, the parasitic wasps crawling and moving in the sea of flowers are fluttering their wings and flying.
Is this... a reawakening of the instinct to fly?
Li Ang followed Jiao Cheng and ran with his head down, climbing up the hundred steps.
Thousands of parasitic wasps below were flying into the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun.
Sword cultivator Zhu Yuyin was accidentally hit by a parasitic wasp that rushed half a foot away from him. Although he controlled the flying sword to defend in time and cut off the opponent's abdominal barb,
But the barb still contracted suddenly in mid-air under the action of the abdominal muscles, stabbing his shoulder.
The toxin of the red-eyed purple bee has a strong muscle paralysis effect. Zhu Yuyin's face immediately showed a sluggish expression. The flying sword flying in front of him suddenly lost power and fell to the ground.
Zhu Yuyin and the several tattooed men standing with him were instantly overwhelmed by the swarm of bees. Even if they tore the talismans to pieces before dying, they would only create explosive flames on the spot and take away more than a dozen parasites. It’s just the life of a bee.
The situation took a turn for the worse. Di Wu supported Jiao Cheng, stumbled into the Hades Palace, and hurriedly closed the main door of the palace - such a thin wooden door naturally could not stop the overwhelming parasitic wasps from the outside world, but strangely,
All the parasitic wasps stopped outside the gate of Hades Palace and did not try to rush into Hades Palace.
Naturally, it cannot be that the parasitic wasps possess human intelligence and dare not break into the underworld master's palace.
It could only be that there was something in the palace that prevented them from flying in.
The entire palace was empty, with no coffin or throne, only a central stone platform.
There are also some messy and deep sword marks carved on the beams and the ground.
Those sword marks can faintly reveal some obscure words.
Li Ang is not a swordsman and cannot understand whether there is any mystery in those sword marks.
He stared at the swarm of parasitic bees covering the sky outside the palace, and once again had a clear understanding of the power of demons - those red-eyed purple bees did not dare to rush into the Hades Palace, nor were they willing to go against their instincts and abandon their meat. ,
They all gathered around the Hades Palace, scraping the beams and pillars outside the Hades Palace with their abdominal spikes, as if they were going to collapse the Hades Palace.
"If this continues, we will be trapped here alive..."
Li Ang turned his head and saw that Jiao Cheng was already walking towards the stone platform in the middle with Di Wu's support.
"The Immortal caressed my crown, and I tied my hair and received immortality. The Immortal caressed my crown, and I tied my hair and received eternal life..."
Jiao Cheng muttered to himself and repeated, his face flushed, he stretched out his trembling palms and opened the stone box placed on the stone platform.
"What?!"
Not only Jiao Cheng, but also the sword cultivator Fan Guangyu who rushed up quickly screamed in shock after seeing the contents of the stone box.
What is contained in the stone box is not a sword or a book or a secret treasure, but a ball of soft silk thread as black as ink.
Just like...hair.
"How could it be possible, how could it be possible?!"
A lot of manpower, financial resources and even future hopes were consumed, but only a wisp of blue hair was obtained.
What immortality, what immortality, all vanished into thin air.
Jiao Cheng felt a strong dizziness and reluctantly closed the stone box, but the whole palace shook violently - the box he took away seemed to have caused some kind of chain reaction.
The palace and the space connecting it to the outside are all falling.
This place is going to collapse.
Countless gravels with glowing bacterial plaque growing on their surfaces fell down, smashing hundreds of parasitic wasps and the light yellow flowers on the ground into powder.
"Da Lang, this way!"
Di Wu shouted loudly, and saw that the inner side of the Hades Palace where he was standing collapsed and shook, revealing a dark crack with a diameter of three meters.
Everyone immediately rushed into the crack and came to a long, narrow and straight passage.
There were still wet drops of water on the floor and walls of the passage, and the sound of water flowing from far away could be vaguely heard.
At the end of the corridor, it leads to the bed of an underground river somewhere.
"Let's go!"
Di Wu picked up Jiao Cheng and rushed forward.
At this time, the parasitic wasps outside the palace had already poured into the Hades Palace and swooped towards the cracks. Driven by their survival instinct, they ignored the flying swords and raging fire in front of them and dived into the tunnel at all costs.
Swordsman Fan Guangyu saw that there was nothing he could do, so he made a quick decision and struck down a tattooed man next to him with his sword. He kicked his body on the back, causing his body to roll down the corridor, slightly blocking the progress of the swarm.
However--
Boom!
The headless corpse of the tattooed man rolled more than two meters along the corridor when a stack of talismans in his hand lost control and flew out, colliding with the swarm of bees flying upward.
All the talismans shattered into pieces, triggering a colorful shock wave that also enveloped the sword cultivator Fan Guangyu.
Fan Guangyu and several other tattooed men were hit head-on by the shock wave and hit the corridor wall hard. He shook his head violently and regained consciousness, but it was already too late.
Endless swarms of bees swarmed along the corridor, and the protective sword light around Fan Guangyu's body gradually disappeared among the dense swarms of bees.
Boom!
Li Ang, who was running in front, did not look back to see what was happening behind him. The collapse of the underground palace had spread to all parts of the corridor. A huge stone slab slid down slowly along the edge of the corridor, and was about to completely block the corridor.
That's too late--
Seeing Li Ang rushing out of the corridor first,
Di Wuyi gritted his teeth and threw Jiao Cheng forward from his back.
He slid forward on the ground at the same time, and at the last moment, he supported the stone slab, leaving a gap.
"Di Wu!"
"Walk!"
Di Wu half-knelt on the ground, his face flushed, holding up the stone slab and letting Jiao Cheng crawl under it.
Boom!
The moment Jiao Cheng climbed out, Di Wu's body was crushed by the stone slab, leaving only one arm and one leg outside the stone slab.
"Quick, search quickly!"
"The earthquake is right here!"
Noisy voices came from afar, echoing in the underground caves, and occasionally the iconic barking of a thin dog could be heard.
The people from the Zhenfu Division have noticed the vibration here and are searching for him.
"Little doctor Li..."
Jiao Cheng didn't have time to suffer from Di Wu's death.
He suppressed his voice, took out a small and exquisite folding hand crossbow from his arms, and pointed it at Li Ang, who stood up slowly, "Help me out, take me away from here, and I will give you a cough when I return to Chang'an." Cough cough cough!”
His words were interrupted by a series of violent coughs,
Jiao Cheng looked at the dirty blood he had coughed on his palms in shock and astonishment. The muscles on his face were trembling and twitching uncontrollably. His teeth were clenched tightly, and all the strength in his body was rapidly draining away.
Did it finally happen?
Ricin oil contains crude toxin hidden in trauma bandages that requires several hours of blood contact for symptoms to appear.
Li Ang walked towards Jiao Cheng, whose muscles were out of control and his strength was dissipated, expressionlessly, and kicked the crossbow out of his hand.
He squatted down, grasped the scalpel hanging from his cuff, and stabbed Jiao Cheng's throat.
Then, it was like rehearsing it in my mind many times.
Jiao Cheng waved his palms tremblingly, but he couldn't stop the blood from pouring out of his throat. He couldn't even take out the talisman from his arms and tear it into pieces, dying together with Li Ang.
Ricin poisoning begins with malaise, nausea and vomiting, then drops in blood pressure, drowsiness and shock, and finally convulsions and coma, with loss of resistance.
If Jiao Cheng had not threatened, the syringe and mannitol in Li Ang's medicine box might have saved his life, but when he took out the hand crossbow, his fate was already sealed.
Li Ang withdrew the scalpel with an indifferent expression, washed it with pure wine and put it back in the medicine box. He picked up the lid of the stone box that fell on the ground and inadvertently put his finger into the box.
The next moment, the ink-colored silk thread in the stone box shot out as if it was alive. The first half pierced Li Ang's wrist and snaked under the thin layer of skin.
