Look, this is a woman. Even if she is about to die, she is still trapped by love.

Dan Ding Ling was much more rational. He sniffed Bai Qianqian's fragrance and said softly: "Master Qian, do you think there is the legendary Jingzhou tripod here?"

Bai Qianqian nodded.

The murals that he had seen along the way flashed through Ding Ling's mind. He finally understood what the nine "bowls" on the altar were. They were not bowls, nor were they ordinary tripods, they were... the legendary nine tripods!

According to legend, in the early years of the Xia Dynasty, King Dayu of Xia divided the world into nine provinces, and ordered the governors of Jiuzhou to contribute bronze and cast nine tripods. The famous mountains and rivers and strange objects of Jiuzhou nationwide were engraved on the body of the Jiuduan, and a tripod symbolized a state with one tripod, and the nine tripods were concentrated in the capital of the Xia Dynasty.

From then on, the Nine Tripods became a symbol of China.

After experiencing vicissitudes and changes, the Nine Cauldrons had long disappeared, but the Nine Cauldrons, as a symbol of China, have been passed down. If it were changed, Ding Ling might have sneered at some cauldrons, but now he has even obtained the Xuanyuan Sword and Shennong Cauldrons, so he naturally believes that the Nine Cauldrons really exist.

"Master, if I guess well, we might be treated as sacrifices."

Bai Qianqian was unmoved at all: "It probably is like this, but I don't know who it is going to sacrifice to and who it is looking for."

He turned his head and looked outside: "Who do you look at the statue on that altar?"

Since Bai Qianqian was captured into the temple and the huge rock behind her fell, she was completely in despair, so she didn't look carefully at what was in the underground altar. She turned her head and looked at the statue on the altar.

I saw that the statue was a giant more than two meters tall. He held an axe in one hand and a shield in the other. He was majestic and domineering.

Ding Ling whispered: "I don't know which great god this statue is."

Bai Qianqian's beautiful eyes flashed, her brain was very rotating, she combed all the masters she knew, and finally her pupils shrank suddenly.

Ding Ling felt Bai Qianqian trembling for a moment, and he asked quickly: "Master Qian, do you know?"

Bai Qianqian said: "Holding a shield in the left hand and an axe in the right hand... Ding Ling, this... seems to be Xing Tian!"

Xing Tian? Ding Ling subconsciously looked at the statue's head: "No, isn't Xing Tian headless?"

Bai Qianqian said: "Xing Tian was not born without a head. He continued to fight with his eyes and navel as his mouth after being beheaded by Huangdi."

Ding Ling was stunned: "Then isn't that big?"

After saying this, he immediately felt Bai Qianqian. Then, Bai Qianqian also immediately noticed the change of this guy in an instant. Her pretty face suddenly turned red, and she supported her hands and immediately sat on the ground.

She gave Ding Ling a look. She really didn't know what this guy was thinking. Now that he was imprisoned and ignorant of his life or death, he could still react!

Ding Ling took a few deep breaths on his face and waved his thoughts that he shouldn't have. He whispered: "If it was Xing Tian, ​​it would be troublesome and paralyzed. He is the top five great gods in the history of ancient Chinese mythology. He is known as Chiyou, Gonggong, and Zhurong!"

"Otherwise, how could it be called the God of War Xing Tian?"

Ding Ling narrowed his eyes, and he kept looking at the statue and fell into silence.

His character determines that as long as there is a slight chance, he will never give up. But... if the corpse witch really wants to use these two of them to sacrifice and resurrect the war god Xing Tian, ​​then at that time... he may turn that slight chance into suicide to break the sacrifice.

Ding Ling is not a saint, he wants to survive more than anyone else. But he knows better what kind of terrifying existence Xing Tian is... If Xing Tian is really resurrected, who can stop him? Not to mention Xing Tian, ​​just this corpse witch, its strength is definitely better than that drought bark!

Thinking of the drought, Ding Ling remembered the bright moon again. Until now, there is still no news about the bright moon.

After a long silence, Ding Ling also sat up. He held Bai Qianqian's hand and whispered: "Master Qian, if we can't resist, then we will be determined to die."

Bai Qianqian looked at him with her beautiful eyes extremely bright: "Are you sure?"

Ding Ling shook her slender hand, but did not feel how cold her hand was. He knew that Bai Qianqian might have had this plan long ago.

So he smiled and said, "Why... before death, let's be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate?"

...

Bai Chongyu breathed heavily as he looked at the dead souls that had retreated like a tide. He raised his arm and saw that time had already pointed to past nine o'clock in the evening.

From the moment he stepped into this place, he realized that he had entered a formation, and the souls and demons seemed to be very comfortable advancing and retreating, as if someone was instructing him.

This made him feel alert, so as soon as the battle was fought, he left a spiritual mark to determine his judgment, and the facts finally proved his guess. In the past two hours, they seemed to have been advancing, but they were always lying around a small place.

"Second Uncle." Bai Xiaoxiao's realm has improved rapidly in the past month and has reached the middle level of Wendao at a young age. If nothing unexpected happens, she will be another girl genius in the Bai family after Bai Susu and Bai Qianqian.

"Uncle Second, we seem to be spinning around." Bai Xiaoxiao looked at the familiar surroundings and frowned his beautiful little eyebrows.

Bai Chongyu nodded, and he looked around for a while and sat cross-legged and said, "Don't panic, let's recover our spiritual power first, and you can also eat something."

As the elder of the rescue team, Bai Chongyu knew very well that everyone could panic, but he could not panic, even if the missing one was his treasure daughter. From the organized attacks of these demon spirits, he analyzed that the biggest purpose of these demon spirits was to hold back people like him.

Since that's the case, Bai Qianqian has a great chance of being fine.

Since it's okay, then the next step should be to take one step at a time, get out of the trap with a steady pace, and figure out what the hell is.

Because they have been dispatching on the helicopter, Bai Chongyu knew that there was no place in the entire Jiugong Mountain that was like a tomb in front of him. Then there was only one reason for this situation. They entered a magical formation.

Whether it is the fog or the key points, these are all tricks. As long as you see through it, the truth will be revealed.

Bai Chongyu closed his eyes and began to think about the core of the formation.

At this moment, Bai Xiaoxiao, who was eating snacks, suddenly exclaimed.

Bai Chongyu suddenly opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!