Zhu Honglu glanced at Wang Han, "This is a forbidden area. It is the forbidden area where the founder of the Red Lotus Sect, Honglian Patriarch, suppressed the great evil. Before he left, he warned future generations that this place can only be harvested once in sixty years at most.

Walk through Honglian and don't come in again.

In the past, there was someone who did not believe in evil and made a ancestral rule. He came in once in less than sixty years, and never went out again after coming in! There were no bones left, and it was as if the world had evaporated!

Later, someone could always hear the wailing voice of that person here and there."

Wang Han pointed to the two-flowered lotus in the middle, "Why only the red lotus was picked, and why not this blue lotus? Is it because Xu Wei was not given royalties?"

Zhu Honglu really couldn't figure out where Wang Han came from so many bad jokes, "I don't know, the ancestor of the Red Lotus left a warning, never pick this blue lotus away."

"What if I have to take it off?"

Zhuhonglu chewed his teeth and turned his head, pointed at Wang Han and looked at Dao Lao and the others, "Can I beat him?"

"I'm afraid not!"

The knife man said coldly, and after saying that, he kicked Wang Han in the butt.

"But I can!"

Wang Han rubbed his buttocks and squatted aside.

suddenly.

Fat Yi, who had already burrowed into the abomination, suddenly poked his head out and bounced directly onto Wang Han's shoulder.

The scales were slightly open, staring into the pool as if facing a formidable enemy.

Everyone's expressions changed.

Gululu!

The lava pool behind him began to bubble.

The pool here also started to bubble from the water.

Zhuhonglu shouted quickly.

"The evil is about to revive! Let's go!"

The boiling noise is getting louder and louder.

The gurgling sound spread throughout the basin.

The temperature changes, the air pressure changes accordingly, and the wind starts.

The wind blows over the Buddha sculptures.

The whining wind gradually began to become rhythmic.

Ten seconds later.

The ancient Sanskrit chant seems to be hovering over the basin across a long river of time and space.
Chapter completed!