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If the Wu Yun Sword Sect was really destroyed by the Soul Eating Palm, Meng Xiaodie planned to search for the person who used the Soul Eating Palm after completing the exploration of the underground castle and redress the grievances that the Wu Yun Sword Sect had suffered.

He jumped down from the hole and thought of the white robed ghost. Those white robed ghost must be the dead spirits of the disciples of the Wu Yun Sword Sect, so they purposely lured him here to find out about this tragic case and to seek justice for them.

After leaving the Witch Cloud Sword Sect's tomb, there was a straight path ahead. Meng Xiaodie thought that this path would connect with a stone cave in the underground castle, but after walking for a few hundred meters, the stone cave became smaller and smaller. Meng Xiaodie was worried that if she continued walking like this, there would be no road in front of her.

It can't be, after so much trouble, it turned out to be another dead end? Meng Xiaodie could not accept this reality. She walked up to him and found that a big rock was falling down from above, blocking the passage.

He took out the black sword and activated it in his hand. A ray of lightning shot out and the stone pillar that was stuck in the tunnel was shattered.

Meng Xiaodie stepped over the gravel. There was still a straight path in front of her. Because it was too straight, it made her a little worried.

As the passage was straight and without any obstacles, it was obvious that someone had purposely arranged for the passage to be a trap.

He kept walking until his legs were numb and his feet were bubbling, but the tunnel did not seem to have any changes. Meng Xiaodie even wondered if this was an illusion, if he was going to keep walking like this until he was old.

If that was the case, then it would be too terrifying. He would rather encounter a demon beast and have a bloody battle. Even if he was eaten by the demon beasts, he would be killed by them. He was going to die a violent and fierce death, and his death would be worth it. If he walked all the way to old age, then it would be no different from doing nothing. What would be the difference in his life?

This was how things worked. The extremes of things were always reversed, while the negatives were too good to be true. Meng Xiaodie was worried as she looked at the long passage. The cave in front of her changed. This time, the change was a little special. He walked up to a well.

The well was at the end of the passage, square in shape, with a bluestone platform above it. Four tigers were carved into the bluestone, each in a different shape, the first one had its mouth wide open, showing two fangs, and its right hoof was raised, ready to climb the mountain. The second tiger's eyes were wide open. Its tongue was twisting like a tiger's. It pounced forward with its hooves, giving it the power to descend the mountain. The third tiger looked back, its eyes calm, its four hooves on the ground, seemingly deep in thought. The fourth tiger was lying on the grass with its eyes slightly open. Its posture was serene and it looked like it was resting. These four tigers were extremely lifelike, giving off a feeling that they were on the verge of breaking free from the stone. Meng Xiaodie's heart was filled with joy. Seeing the picture of the tiger, she knew that this might be the entrance to the underground castle.

The Earth Demon was undoubtedly Fairy Black Tiger. Even when he reached underground, he still didn't wish that he was once Fairy Black Tiger and left his mark.

There was no water in the well, but there was black smoke rolling inside. Meng Xiaodie had the experience of going down a tree hole, so he tightened his belt and jumped down. After falling for a few dozen meters, he took out the black sword and wanted to insert into the stone wall to observe the situation around him, but when the black sword stabbed into the stone wall, it felt soft.

Meng Xiaodie thought, "Not good." He could only grab onto his sword and fall down more than a hundred meters. Meng Xiaodie felt that it was getting hotter and hotter as he fell, and he knew that if he fell down like this, he would always fall to the center of the earth, where there would be raging flames rolling around. No matter how hard something fell to the center of the earth, it would still turn into ashes.

The well appeared to be a trap set up by the demons to lure him down and then sink into the core of the earth, melting him. Meng Xiaodie was burning with anxiety. If he didn't take any measures and kept falling down like this, he might really be swallowed by the raging flames in the earth's core.

Meng Xiaodie pushed the black sword into the wall, but the wall of the well was like a ball of cotton, light as a feather. He turned his body and kicked the wall with his foot, but there was no reaction. What the hell was this well? The inside of the well seemed like a floating space, but the wall was actually formed from a lump of fog.

In her desperation, Meng Xiaodie had taken off her robe and grabbed onto two corners, causing it to fall like a parachute. It slowed down her descent, giving her a chance to observe her surroundings. Since the wall of the well was like cotton, it meant that it was not a hard solid. Meng Xiaodie's body trembled a little, and with the help of her strength, she moved one meter towards the wall of the well, but there was no response from the wall, so he moved his body a little more, and with the help of his robe's buoyancy, he shifted one meter to the side. After moving in this way a few times, his foot sank, and he actually landed on the ground.

Meng Xiaodie had a hunch that this tiger's head gate was the door to the underground castle.

However, it was not easy to enter such a door. The Earth Demons would definitely set up layers of hidden weapons to prevent the invaders from invading. Meng Xiaodie walked over and pushed the door, but she didn't move at all. The stone door was extremely heavy, and the four circles around the door seemed to have a layer of seals on it. Meng Xiaodie had long prepared for this, so she dodged to the side. However, she did not expect that the next moment, two iron needles would be able to pierce out of the two tiger eyes, flying at a high speed towards Meng Xiaodie. Meng Xiaodie wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. He lifted the black sword in front of him, blocked the two iron needles, and with a 'dang lang lang' sound, they quickly turned into two streams of black smoke.

This iron needle was a smoke iron needle. It would turn into black smoke the moment it came into contact with something. The smoke was poisonous. Meng Xiaodie sniffed the air, and immediately felt dizzy and dizzy. If this was in the past, Meng Xiaodie would have already fallen down. This kind of black smoke looked ordinary, but in reality, it was extremely poisonous, and it was refined from the Black Ground Demon Grass, which was specially cultivated by the Earth Devil. Normally, once a person breathed in a trace of smoke, his internal organs would fester, his blood would flow in reverse, and he would die from the poison.