In the dim and dark cave, "Ring Ring Ring ~ Dong Dong Dong!" The sound of bells and drums echoed together.

With this sound as their accompaniment, Mr. You, Twin Soul, and other senior brothers and sisters fought against the lion dance.

Li Huowang did not go to help because he saw the lion dance that was previously on top also come down. He couldn't let the ghostly thing run past and attack them.

With a "clang," Li Huowang drew his sword and rushed towards the other side with a soaring killing intent.

Under the lion's body covered in white tassels, dozens of black bare feet swung wildly, and they charged towards Li Huowang with a fierce momentum.

Soon, both sides saw each other's faces and the killing intent in each other's eyes.

As the two crossed each other, the huge lion body wrapped around a strong stench collided with Li Huowang's body, and the white tassels on his body rubbed against him.

But Li Huowang, who was hit, didn't feel any damage to his face. He raised his long sword and cut towards the empty space next to him.

The two quickly separated, and the result was that Li Huowang was unharmed, but several pairs of bare feet were left under the lion dance. These were all cut off by Li Huowang.

Just now, Li Huowang was just a phantom. The lion dance didn't attack him at all. Before he arrived, Li Huowang had already switched positions between his entity and phantom.

Looking at Li Huowang, who was unharmed, the huge lantern of the lion dance gradually raised its left eye, revealing a black round hole.

Seven or eight dry black hands, like monkeys, stretched out from inside, lying under the eyes like eyelashes.

Immediately, dozens of large and small eyes crowded into the huge eye sockets, and the expression on the man's face became sinister. He stared at Li Huowang's real body with a dozen eyes.

Li Huowang gritted his teeth and looked coldly at the thing in front of him. No matter what it was, it was not a lion dance! Definitely not!

"Da." Throwing away the crutch under his armpit, Li Huowang slammed it heavily on the ground, staring at the thing in front of him with a murderous intent. "Come on!"

He held his long sword in front of his face, made up his mind, and raised his left hand directly towards the blade, rushing towards it.

With a light brushing sound, two fingers with blood splattered and rolled in the air, carrying sharp bone spurs that pierced the flesh. They spiraled towards the lion dance.

The fingers flew out extremely fast. Before the lion dance could dodge, two bleeding red marks appeared on his huge round face.

Li Huowang's two fingers pierced the face, still drilling inside. With the sound of flesh tearing, sticky black blood slowly flowed down those bare feet.The person controlling the lion dance was injured, but they still didn't want to give up. The lion body shook violently like an animal, and the white tassels on its body flew up and began drifting towards Li Huowang.

This little thing naturally couldn't stump Li Huowang. An iron pliers appeared in his hand, and he reached into his mouth and pulled out two molars with force.

The white teeth flew over and exploded, easily cut by the flying broken teeth, and fell weakly to the ground.

The lion body was also cut by the broken teeth, and the red blood dyed the white lion body, looking very miserable.

Seeing this scene, the lion dance seemed to know it was scared, but it didn't make any sound. Instead, the legs of the person under the lion body kept moving, attempting to retreat into the darkness with the broken body.

Naturally, Li Huowang couldn't let him run away like this, and once again put the pliers into his own mouth.

Faced with Li Huowang's attack, the injured lion dance couldn't hold on for long and was quickly killed by Li Huowang.

Without taking a breath, Li Huowang rushed to help the others. With Li Huowang joining in, the battle over there was equally predictable.

As Li Huowang jumped onto the lion head and swung his sword down fiercely, the edge of the huge dead face was directly cut off, and the entire skin was peeled off.

Without a face, the whole lion dance collapsed. With a loud bang, the huge lion dance fell heavily to the ground, and the black and viscous blood gradually seeped out from under the lion body, staining everything red.

Li Huowang pulled out his sword from the lion's back, turned over and jumped down, panting as he looked at the other people who were still in shock. "Is everyone okay?"

"Nothing much, just that Gao Zhijian's left ear was brushed by a white tassel and moved down an inch. Those white tassels should be the things that touched Sun Baolu back then." Chun Xiaoman answered.

Looking at Gao Zhijian with one ear higher than the other, Li Huowang nodded, then wiped the blood off his sword with the hem of his clothes and put it back in its sheath.

Then he turned around and re-examined the two strangely shaped lion dances.

Behind the huge flat human face was not a Qingqiu person holding the lion head, but a bloated, bloody lump of flesh.

The entire lion dance was one entity, and both the hands supporting the lion body and the feet moving below came from a twisted and fearful creature.

Inside the bloody lion dance were various organs suspended by blood vessels, perfectly confirming Li Huowang's guess.Li Huowang didn't know if it grew like this or if it was made by humans, but either way, it could only represent a bad result, or perhaps an even worse one.

What's even more frightening is that they not only exist in this dark underground, but also appear in the bright and open Qingqiu, and are even considered a part of life by the Qingqiu people.

What made Li Huowang feel sad was that he found himself not surprised at all.

"Oh my god, what is this?" The terrified Gouwa stood by, dumbfounded.

"It's not... it's not supposed to be like this..." Sun Baolu looked at everything in front of him with a complex expression, and his understanding of the world from the past decade was overturned by this scene.

"Senior Li, what's going on with them?"

At this moment, Li Huowang, standing next to the lion dance, didn't care about the issue of the Dance Lion Palace in Qingqiu. After all, he was just a passerby and it had nothing to do with him.

He was now thinking about a question that was closely related to himself.

Li Huowang carefully rummaged through the organs in the flesh with his sword, as if looking for something.

"Senior Li, what are you looking for?" But then Li Huowang's words confused Gouwa.

"Looking for death."

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"What?"

Li Huowang didn't explain anything, and looked at the huge wreckage in front of him with a furrowed brow, pondering.

"Something's not right. The Zhengde Temple worships the Flesh Buddha, so they can use flesh. The nuns in the An Ci Temple are decaying, so they use decay. But the lion dance just now didn't use death like the giant cauldron did."

Thinking of this, Li Huowang turned his head and looked towards the direction of the giant cauldron again. "Could it be that there are other sects under this grassland besides the Dance Lion Palace?"

As soon as this thought came to him, Li Huowang felt a chill run down his body, and this place was far more lively than he had imagined.