Lin Fanxue Qianrou

Lin Fan saw the spire behind the mountain.

But when he crossed the mountain, he could only see the top of a tower, and the rest were all buried under the ground.

"Are you sure your ancestors were trapped below?" Lin Fan asked solemnly.

According to what Old Kui Niu said, it was too terrifying. In this pitch-black tower, more than one god was imprisoned.

"determine."

Old Kui Niu nodded solemnly and seriously, and said: "The family members of the clan came here more than once, trying to break the cage and rescue the ancestors, but they failed every time."

Gun Ling appeared: "There is no guard here, it is easy to get in, but it is very difficult to get out."

It bluntly said that it has entered more than once, and the inside is very dangerous. If you make a mistake, you will die without a place to bury you. His body was broken, and he said bluntly that if it hadn't been shot by the imprisoned master, it would have been impossible to restore it to its original state.

Speaking of this, the spear spirit sighed, and evolved into a long spear. Lin Fan saw that there were terrible broken marks on it, connected by strands of mysterious laws, and strands of divinity flowed out from this fracture.

"Your master can make a move in it?"

When Lin Fan asked again, he always felt that this was not a simple place of imprisonment.

Gun Ling said: "I must be the lord who helped me out and let me escape from the cage."

Lin Fan thought carefully, and then said: "If your lord can help you out of trouble, why didn't he break out of this cage by himself?"

The color of the gun changed.

Qingyue said: "Can you explain this tower? After all, only you have entered it."

Gun Ling sighed: "It's different, even if I entered it three times, I experienced different scenes and encountered different things three times, and never repeated it."

"Husband, it's very dangerous. We don't have any familiar gods among them, I'm afraid." Qingyue showed a worried look.

After all, this place is a place where gods are imprisoned, even the gods can't get out, let alone them?

Lin Fan smiled wryly and said, "Of course I know it's dangerous, but the one who called me is under the tower."

"What?" Qingyue whispered.

This is unbelievable. Could it be that some ancient god used some unpredictable means to interfere with Lin Fan's spiritual perception and attract him to come?

Qingyue expressed her doubts.

Lin Fan shook his head, and said, "Whether I'm bewitched or not, I'm sure, my spiritual sense tells me that this trip is safe and secure."

"Then go down."

Qingyue smiled: "I will accompany my husband into the room."

In the silent place, the Prisoner's Tower appeared. All these piles made Lin Fan's scalp tingle and felt incredible, but at this time, he was about to enter the Prisoner's Tower.

Sure enough, as Gun Ling said, there is no danger in entering this tower.

You can enter from the huge crack at the top of the tower. After going down for about ten thousand feet, there is a big river.

The river is vast and boundless, and the waves are thousands of feet high.

Lin Fan asked Gun Ling and Kui Niu to look for a ferry or a bridge on the other side, and he and Qingyue went to the other side to look for it.

But it was useless, for a full half a month, there was nothing but ruins, and finally the four met again.

"A big yellow-brown river that cuts things across and cuts everything off." Lin Fan smiled wryly, and said, "I don't know its beginning or its end."

Everything has its source, but this river flows out abruptly in the darkness of the extreme east, and then disappears in the extreme west. Along the way, there is no life form, whether on the surface of the river or under the water.

Lin Fan also tried to bring the river water by means, but found nothing abnormal, just like the river in the secular world.

But how is this possible?

How could the river appearing in this Prisoner Tower be ordinary?

Lin Fan moved eastward, and walked at least ten thousand miles, when he saw a stone tablet collapsed on the side of the road, Lin Fan stopped, and saw a forgotten word on the stone tablet.

At first, Lin Fan frowned, but after a while, Lin Fan suddenly looked back at Beng Teng's Dayue, the runes in his eyes were dazzling, piercing the darkness of the place like a great sun.

Suddenly, everything changed before my eyes!

Countless undead are fighting for crossing in that great river, howling.

"Forget River"

Lin Fan gasped.

This is the legendary existence, but he actually discovered it?

There are too many undead, it seems that all the undead have gathered for nine days and ten places, some are extremely powerful, some are broken and tattered, and some look around blankly.

"Husband, what did you see?"

Qingyue asked again.

But Lin Fan didn't answer. He drove the Shenhong and traveled millions of miles away in an instant. He was looking at this place with the eyes of runes, and he was tracing the origin. As a result, he saw a corner of prehistory.

"Hell."

Lin Fan had a strange expression.

He clearly saw that there were clusters of black buildings here, and at the highest point, there was a huge dark gold plaque with the words Hades on it.

"Tracing back to the source |!"

Lin Fan shouted loudly, the runes in his eyes became brighter, and he seemed to see through the ancient times in an instant, which he couldn't do before he became a demigod, and he didn't have that kind of supernatural power.

But he can only go so far. Going back to the third era, he can no longer trace back to the king. He has been greatly hindered. Moreover, a cold and ruthless eye stared at him for a moment, making him groan miserably. All in tears!

Underworld!

This is intuition!

Those cold and heartless eyes must be the master of this underworld.

Of course, he also saw the source of the loneliness of this place, as if the owner of the underworld found that he was going the wrong way, and then left directly. After the master of the local mansion left, there were strange generals, and then the underworld collapsed.

After the underworld collapsed, a huge Bianhua came here and sighed, and then everything became inaudible and invisible.

"Husband!"

Qingyue came, with anxiety, and found that Lin Fan's eyes were bleeding, and his breath was more than a little weaker.

"It's okay, I'm going back to the source, and I've been backlashed." Lin Fan said, of course he wouldn't say that it was the underworld god's eyes in the prehistoric world that hurt him.

Then he was taken aback suddenly!

Hades, still alive!

"This is the hell." Lin Fan selectively said what he saw, and then frowned: "It seems to be different from the hell I have seen before."

Qingyue frowned, and said: "There are many legends about the underworld, but mother once said that it is best not to get in touch with those Yin gods. They are too weird. Since ancient times, they have built one after another underworld. What, no one knows, but it has existed since ancient times and has never been extinct."

"At least in our era, they haven't appeared before." Lin Fan said, but soon remembered the scene he had seen a long time ago.

The souls of the saint-level creatures have all become tonics.

And that huge Bana flower, why come here?

What was the reason for that sigh?

"Wang Chuanhe." Spear Spirit said with horror, "There is more than one era buried here, maybe there are countless god bones under the place where we stand."

After saying this, everyone felt chills.