Sun Lingtong controlled the dragon and followed this group of monks in black robes with suspicious behavior.
The dragon shrank to the extreme, and was invisible, shuttling through the mountains and forests without making a sound.
Sun Lingtong gradually penetrated deep into this giant pillar of heaven.
The rocks on the surface of the giant tree are quite thick, accompanied by countless plants, and the vegetation is quite dense.
The sound of the wind kept coming, as if a ghost was crying.
Under the intertwined shadows of plants, it seemed that there were ghosts, or hidden ambush monsters, which made Sun Lingtong lift his spirit.
Following all the way, none of these hooded black-robed monks found the dragon.
This was not expected by Sun Lingtong.
All because the cultivation of this group of people was relatively low, the leading few leaders had foundation building cultivation, and most of the rest were just qi refining cultivators.
"Another cave...... There are already fifty or sixty of them, right?"
"There are so many caves in this giant tree mountain."
Sun Lingtong had just looked down from above, and now he went deep into one of the Heavenly Pillar Giant Trees to discover more details.
This giant wooden mountain is full of large and small caves, as if they have dark mouths, quietly watching people passing by.
Strangely, every once in a while, a large amount of cold wind would blow out from inside the cave, making different sounds. Some were low whimpers, creepy, and some were roaring like a tide, so loud that people had to block their ears.
The hooded black robes moved quickly and walked lightly, like ghosts in the dark night, moving forward quietly.
When they reached the mountainside, they stopped for the first time.
Several leaders took out maps or tokens one after another, compared them with each other, and chose a cave in front of them together.
The black robes came in one after another.
Sun Lingtong followed closely behind.
The entrance of the cave was pitch black, and only a faint light emanated from the magic weapon in the hands of the man in black, barely illuminating the path ahead.
At first, there was a thick layer of moss on the cave wall, emitting a damp and decaying smell, and the air was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression.
But as you gradually deepened, the stone walls of the mountain road became smooth and empty.
A deep dead silence enveloped the entire mountain road.
Suddenly, someone in the black robe in front of him stepped on the scattered stones, making a faint sound.
In an instant, all the black-robed monks stopped and stood motionless in place, like stone statues.
They glared at the monks who were making noise, and some even directly showed their killing intent.
The body of the black-robed monk who made the mistake began to tremble slightly.
Seeing this scene, Sun Lingtong became more and more curious: "What are these people going to do? I feel like they are very scared, as if they are afraid of waking up someone."
The structure of the mountain road is extremely complex, and it is connected in all directions, like a huge maze. Sun Lingtong concentrated and silently recorded the scene at every fork in the road.
He had a specific roadmap imprinted in his mind. He has been trained since he was a child in terms of judgment and memory skills in paths and directions, and he is quite outstanding.
Sun Lingtong's heart felt a sense of familiarity, this complex terrain couldn't help but remind him of the days he had experienced in the Fire Persimmon Mountain.
"Compared with the tunnels in the Fire Persimmon Mountain, the ones here are obviously more than ten times more complicated and very winding."
"However, although these mountain trails are intertwined, the terrain does not change dramatically. Unlike the tunnels of Huoshiki Mountain, as long as there is an eruption or earthquake, it will lead to large-scale diversions and lane changes."
"If you walk on this kind of terrain a few times, you will eventually thoroughly investigate and understand."
The deeper you go, the wider the mountain road becomes, and there are no stalagmites, stalactites, etc.
This abnormal landform feature also made Sun Lingtong pay attention secretly.
After about a cup of tea, the men in black in hoods came to a huge cave hall.
The cave roof is towering, and the surrounding stone walls are smooth.
Only the leading few people were in charge of the magic weapon, always emitting a faint light, barely seeing things. This is obviously intentional.
At the other end of the cave hall is a huge hole that has never been seen before.
The entrance of the cave was as black as ink, like an ancient giant beast opening its mouth, waiting for its prey to take the initiative to enter, giving people the feeling of a huge crisis hidden.
The black-robed monks began to form their formation.
A huge circle was carved on the ground, and then everyone stood in the large and small formations of the circle.
The people in black whispered spells, and the spiritual power fluctuations became more and more intense, and the entire cave hall trembled slightly.
Sun Lingtong wanted to identify this magic circle, but was unsuccessful.
He found that the shape of this magic circle was very different from the mainstream magic circle, and it was full of many divine texts, twisting and turning, and he couldn't recognize anything at all.
Sun Lingtong waited patiently.
The magic circle was urged to the extreme, emitting a ghostly light.
The glow was like smoke, floating into the huge hole in front of him.
But with the passage of time, there is no movement or change.
Some Qi refining monks standing in the formation couldn't support themselves and became panicked.
They did not dare to communicate loudly, and with the help of the magic circle, they communicated with their thoughts and consciousness, expressing that they could not support it, and they had to pause and rest.
However, the leaders of the foundation building level ignored it.
The qi refining monks found something was wrong and wanted to break through, but they struggled hard and were bound by the array eyes.
When Sun Lingtong saw this, he immediately knew that this magic circle at least had the ability to sacrifice.
Sure enough, the next moment, the qi refining monks shriveled, and finally completely loosened, a pile of flesh and internal organs fell to the ground, and the bones of the whole body were taken away and reduced to sacrifices.
But there was still no movement at the entrance of the cave.
After the remaining foundation building monks looked at each other, they all took out their daggers and stabbed them fiercely.
They committed suicide at the same time, and their cultivation and bones were turned into sacrifices, pushing the power of this magic circle to the highest level.
However, it still doesn't work!
The only four remaining monks had to gradually stop the magic circle and use their spiritual consciousness to communicate one by one.
Sun Lingtong had no ability to eavesdrop, and his heart became unbearable.
He speculated in his heart: "These demonic monks are probably here to communicate with some powerful being."
But what exactly is this existence?
Sun Lingtong's eyes lit up, and he was still hesitating in his heart, and his hands had already begun to act.
He controlled the dragon and quietly drilled into the huge hole.
This mountain road is quite wide, and the length is far shorter than Sun Lingtong guessed.
And the whole way was peaceful, there was no danger, at best it was a little darker and a little darker.
At the end of the mountain path, there is a stone block, the size of a house.
The stone was round as a ball, the surface was very smooth, and there was a little lingering vitality, revealing a hint of aura higher than that of the primordial infant level.
Sun Lingtong's heart was pounding: "Higher than the Yuan Ying level, could it be that this is a master of the god transformation level?"
He felt excited.
If it were Ning Zhuo, he would never venture into the cave to investigate. But Sun Lingtong likes to take risks and pursue excitement by nature.
But the excitement was too great.
Sun Lingtong broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, and carefully urged the dragon to retreat slowly.
The dragon is just a primordial infant level, and if it is placed under the noses of a god-level powerhouse, it may be found to be very high.
However, when Sun Lingtong retreated halfway, he took the initiative to stay again.
"Wait a minute, it seems ...... Seem...... It's like ......"
"This god master is dead?"
He observed carefully and used the detection methods in the dragon to observe.
After a while, Sun Lingtong looked complicated and eccentric.
He was sure that this god master was dead!