Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

"Oh no! It's a sand trap!" Luo Qingchen's face changed, and he reacted immediately. He grabbed Lin Wan'er with his left hand and Su Xiaowan with his right hand. The power of chaos burst out instantly, trying to stabilize his body and resist the terrifying suction!

However, the scope of this sand trap was too large, and the suction force was far beyond imagination! The gray-white sand particles flowed downward like living things, carrying them to the center of the vortex! Those seemingly harmless gray-green shrubs were also swallowed and crushed by the quicksand in an instant, as if they were caught in a millstone!
"Ah! I'm going to fall!" Su Xiaowan screamed in fear and grabbed Luo Qingchen's hand tightly.

Lin Wan'er also turned pale. She wanted to grab Bai Ling'er beside her, but found that the little girl and the bushes she was leaning against were being swept towards the center of the vortex faster by the quicksand!

"Ling'er!" Lin Wan'er exclaimed.

"Hold on to me tight!" Luo Qingchen shouted loudly, and fifty percent of the chaotic power in his body gushed out without reservation, and he stomped his feet hard!
"Chaos·Station!"

An invisible wave spread out from him, trying to suppress the violently flowing sand around him! However, the power of the sand seemed to contain some strange law. The power of chaos could only slightly slow down the speed of the sinking, but could not completely stop it!
The center of the vortex collapsed faster and faster, forming a bottomless dark hole! Bai Ling'er's tiny figure was the first to be sucked into the darkness like a falling leaf!
"Ling'er!" Lin Wan'er's eyes were bloodshot, and she was about to break free from Luo Qingchen's hand and rush over without thinking!
"Calm down!" Luo Qingchen held her tightly, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, "Let's go together! It's more dangerous if we separate!"

Before he finished speaking, the sand beneath their feet completely collapsed! A huge suction force came, and Luo Qingchen could no longer resist. He could only use the power of chaos to form a shield as strong as possible, wrapping the three of them tightly inside, and let the terrifying suction force pull them into the deep, unknown dark sand cave!

The world was spinning, the only sounds in my ears were the friction of sand and the whistling of wind, and everything in front of me was pitch black.

The temporary foothold they had just found turned out to be an even more dangerous trap! They were like stones rolling down a cliff, falling towards an unknown abyss. This strange swamp seemed to be filled with deadly malice everywhere.

The endless dark fall seemed to last for a long time, but also seemed to last only a moment. The feeling of weightlessness and the suffocation caused by the friction of sand grains almost drove people crazy. Luo Qingchen tried his best to maintain the Chaos Shield. The gray light was like a candle in the wind in the darkness, resisting the sand and soil that squeezed in from all directions and the erosion of some unknown energy. He could feel that this sand hole was not straight down, but had a twisted arc, like a spiral slide leading deep into the ground.

"Ahem... Senior Brother Luo... Are we... Are we going to die?" Su Xiaowan's voice was filled with tears and fear and despair in the narrow shield. Falling into darkness and the unknown was more frightening than facing a vicious monster.

Lin Wan'er bit her lips tightly and said nothing, but the knuckles of her fingers that were holding Luo Qingchen's arm turned white because of the force. She was filled with worry about Bai Ling'er. The little girl was the first to fall, and she didn't know how she was doing now.

"Not yet...Hold on tight!" Luo Qingchen's voice was a little hoarse. Maintaining the shield consumed a lot of his chaotic power, which had not yet fully recovered. Veins on his forehead were visible. He could feel that the suction force below was weakening. At the same time, a cold, damp smell with a strong dust and a certain decayed smell surged up from below.

Finally, there was a muffled sound!
The Chaos Shield slammed heavily onto the hard ground. The violent impact instantly covered the shield with cracks, and it groaned as it could not bear the heavy weight. Then, more sand poured down like a waterfall, burying them.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Luo Qingchen immediately shook off the sand on his body and removed the shaky shield. The light was extremely dim, but it was not as dark as in the sand cave. He quickly looked around and spread his spiritual sense.

They seemed to have fallen into a huge underground space. Under their feet was a thick layer of gray-white sand, which had collapsed from above. Under the sand, a flat ground paved with huge black stone bricks could be vaguely seen. The air was filled with thick dust and an indescribable ancient atmosphere, cold and deadly.

"Ling'er!" Lin Wan'er struggled to get up, and immediately looked for Bai Ling'er anxiously.

"Over there!" Luo Qingchen pointed to a place not far away, where there was also a thick layer of sand and soil. A small figure was half buried in it, motionless.

Lin Wan'er rushed over and frantically dug Bai Ling'er out of the sand. The little girl was covered in sand and dust, her face was pale, and her eyes were still closed, but Lin Wan'er checked her breath and felt her pulse, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately... She's fine, but she's still unconscious." She carefully wiped the sand off Bai Ling'er's face and held her tightly in her arms.

Su Xiaowan also crawled over, looking at the dark and empty underground space, and asked in a low voice: "What...what is this place? How deep underground have we fallen?"

Luo Qingchen did not answer. His brows were furrowed tightly, and his eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly. This underground space was extremely vast, with no end in sight. The dim light seemed to come from some strange crystals embedded in the extremely high dome, which emitted a faint glow, like dim stars.

The structure of the space looks like a... abandoned palace?

They could see huge stone pillars standing in the distance that required several people to hold together, with vague, ancient patterns carved on the surface of the stone pillars. Further away, they could vaguely see some collapsed walls and the outline of a huge, altar-like stone platform. The whole space was filled with a sense of decay and abandonment.

"This place... seems to be an ancient palace buried underground." Luo Qingchen said in a deep voice, full of doubts. Why is there such a large underground palace hidden under this black swamp? Who does it belong to? And why was it abandoned and buried in the sand?

He recalled the sword intent that transcended the laws that he had sensed on the hilltop stone wall, as well as the vague, devastating battle scene. Could it be that this ancient temple was related to the ancient war?
"Gu... gu..."

At this moment, a strange sound, like a thick phlegm stuck in the throat, came from the shadows deep in the hall. The sound was not loud, but it seemed unusually clear and strange in this dead silence.

The three of them suddenly felt nervous and looked in the direction of the sound. They saw a shadow moving behind a huge broken stone pillar a few dozen feet away. Then, a hunched figure wearing a tattered gray-black robe slowly walked out of the shadow.

The figure looked like a humanoid creature, but extremely thin and shrunken, like a skeleton with skin and bones. Its skin was an unhealthy gray, covered with black spots like corpse spots. Its limbs were disproportionately thin, especially its claws, whose nails were long and black, like sharp hooks. Its head was lowered, and its face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of gray cloth. It was impossible to see its features clearly, and only two scarlet lights could be seen, flickering under the gray cloth, like burning will-o'-the-wisp.

It moved silently, like a wandering ghost, with only the creepy "gurgling" sound coming from its throat from time to time. A cold, resentful aura filled with hatred for the living emanated from it, making the temperature around it seem to drop a few degrees.

"What...what is that?" Su Xiaowan was so scared that she hid behind Lin Wan'er, her voice trembling.

Luo Qingchen and Lin Wan'er also looked solemn. This thing made them feel extremely uncomfortable, full of evil and danger. Judging from the energy fluctuations emanating from it, its strength was probably not weaker than that of the late stage of foundation building, and might even be higher!
The strange figure did not seem to notice them immediately. It lowered its head, took stiff and slow steps, and wandered aimlessly in the empty hall, making intermittent "gurgling" sounds in its throat. It seemed to be...looking for something?
"What should we do? Should we find a way to leave before it notices us?" Su Xiaowan suggested in a low voice.

Luo Qingchen shook his head slightly: "We know nothing about this place, and it would be more dangerous to act rashly. Let's observe first." He signaled Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan with his eyes to keep quiet. The three of them slowly squatted down, using the piled sand and broken stones around them as cover, holding their breath, and quietly observing the strange figure.

The gray-robed figure wandered around the hall for a while, seemingly finding nothing. It stopped in front of a huge stone pillar, raised its shriveled claws, and felt around on the dusty surface of the pillar, as if trying to identify something.

Suddenly, it seemed to sense something and stopped moving! It slowly raised its head, and its face covered with gray cloth turned towards the direction where Luo Qingchen and the others were hiding! The two points of scarlet light, like searchlights, instantly locked onto them!
It was discovered!

The three of them were startled at the same time!
"Gu——!!!"

The gray-robed figure let out a sharp and piercing hiss from his throat. It was no longer the "cuckoo" sound from before, but was full of violence and murderous intent! Its hunched body suddenly straightened up, and its speed suddenly exploded, turning into a gray-black afterimage, carrying a foul-smelling gust of wind, and rushed towards the hiding place of the three people! The speed was so fast that it was far faster than the previous slow wandering!

"Meet the enemy!" Luo Qingchen shouted, and instantly stood up, and the Black Dragon Sword was unsheathed! The power of chaos flowed, and the gray sword light flickered!
Lin Wan'er also did not hesitate, protecting Bai Ling'er behind her, activating the Tianyuan spiritual power, and the long sword in her hand formed a cold sword flower, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the ghost shadow that was rushing towards her!

Although Su Xiaowan was extremely frightened, she knew that this was not the time to retreat. She quickly pulled out a handful of yellow talisman paper from her bosom and chanted, "Heavenly thunder and earthly fire, hurry up and obey the command! Go!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Several talismans turned into fireballs and electric arcs, shooting towards the gray-black afterimage!

However, the ghostly figure was extremely fast, its body was erratic, and it shuttled between the fireballs and electric arcs like a ghost, but it was not hurt at all! It easily dodged Su Xiaowan's talisman attack and rushed towards Luo Qingchen who was blocking the front with a clear goal!

The pair of pitch-black claws, with a scream that tore through the air, fiercely grabbed Luo Qingchen's throat! Before the claw wind arrived, a cold and piercing evil force had already invaded, trying to freeze Luo Qingchen's blood and soul!

"What a fast speed! What a strange power!" Luo Qingchen was shocked and did not dare to delay. He performed the Chaos Sword Technique instantly!

"Chaos Star Shattering!"

The Black Dragon Sword turned into a gray trail like a meteor, and faced the pair of claws with incredible precision! On the tip of the sword, the condensed power of chaos was like a tiny vortex, devouring and wiping out the cold evil power!

clang! ! !
A sharp sound of metal clashing was heard!

The tip of the Black Dragon Sword collided fiercely with the pitch-black claws, sparks bursting out!
Luo Qingchen only felt a huge, cold and sticky force coming from the sword, which made his arm numb and his knuckles tingle! Although the power of chaos restrained most of the evil power, the hardness and strength of the opponent's claws still exceeded his expectations!

The ghost figure failed to hit with its first strike, and it let out a sharper hiss from its throat. Its other claw was like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, grabbing Luo Qingchen's chest at a tricky angle! At the same time, its tattered gray-black cloth robe suddenly swelled up, and a thick, ink-like black mist gushed out, instantly covering an area of ​​several feet in radius!
This black fog not only obstructs vision, but also has a strong corrosive and mind-confusing power!
"Be careful of the black fog!" Lin Wan'er shouted, and the long sword in her hand shone brightly. The pure Tianyuan spiritual power turned into soft white sword lights, like a purifying rain, sprinkled on the diffuse black fog. The white sword light came into contact with the black fog, making a sizzling sound of melting, temporarily clearing a small safe area around them.

But the black fog was too large, and Lin Wan'er's strength was only enough to barely protect herself and Su Xiaowan.

Luo Qingchen was in the center of the black fog, his vision was blocked, and he could only rely on his combat instincts and the sense of the power of chaos to judge the opponent's attack trajectory. He retreated quickly, narrowly avoiding the claws that were grabbing his chest, and at the same time, he swept his sword with his backhand, forcing back the ghost who was trying to get close again.

"This thing is very difficult to deal with!" Luo Qingchen's mind raced. The opponent was fast, powerful, and had hard claws. It would also release strange black mist, and seemed tireless and insensitive to pain. What was even more troublesome was that in this underground ancient temple with thin spiritual energy and full of negative energy, his chaotic power recovery speed was far slower than the consumption speed, and Lin Wan'er's Tianyuan spiritual power was also suppressed.

We must act quickly or find its weakness!
“Gugu…hehe…”

In the black fog, the ghostly figure let out bursts of strange laughter, the sound was harsh and unpleasant. It seemed to enjoy this cat-and-mouse game. Its figure appeared and disappeared in the black fog, like a real ghost, constantly attacking from all kinds of tricky angles, and its black claws left afterimages, interweaving into a web of death, covering Luo Qingchen. (End of this chapter)