Looking at the strange skeletons, Li Yaodao is only a little surprised, but there is no other expression.

After all, he's no wonder about this kind of thing!

Li Yaodao stepped forward and casually picked up a bone. Looking at it, there was still a glittering luster on it. It was like the bone of a corpse that had just died. His brow was lifted.

"These bones seem to have given up their lives for something, leading to their own death..."

Yanyue was standing at the entrance and did not come forward. Looking at Li Yaodao's bold action, she looked at it from a distance.

"Tut Tut, these poor guys are all sacrificial life... This demon clan is really crazy." The voice of Xu Long swallowing Yan rings again in Li Yaodao's heart.

Just listen to its voice, as if there is a trace of disdain and disgust.

"Do you mean that these corpses are willing to sacrifice their lives for the so-called supernatural God?" Li Yaodao looked surprised and asked in his heart.

"Yes! There are many conditions for the appearance of the supernatural gods, but I don't know the details. But this sacrifice must be one of them! " Xu Long swallows Yan to answer a way.

Li Yaodao's eyes went back to the bones in his hands again. All of a sudden, in his Obsidian eyes, he suddenly congealed.

Then, an invisible pulling force suddenly appeared in front of him. Li Yaodao suddenly had his own soul, which was being forcibly extracted. The picture of endless corpses in front of him suddenly changed.

And this sudden change of the picture, it is this originally dark, strange basement!

The so-called basement is constantly changing in Li Yaodao's eyes. Everything here is changing at the speed of light.

In just a few seconds, everything here has been restored, as if it had been resplendent. The underground palace has become as bright as new, and the murals on the walls are still the same.

Li Yaodao was stunned. With a skeleton in his hand, he was looking at the front from a third-party perspective. However, the scene in front of him was unforgettable.

There are countless purple robes in front of me. They look like people, but they don't have a trace of human breath. They are more like the product of the spread of dead air.

At the moment, many purple robed figures are standing in the underground palace. They are all bowing down to worship, as if they are waiting for something quietly.

With his eyes moving forward, Li Yaodao's eyes narrowed, and his face was startled. The head of the front was the same purple robe figure. Although he had a human male head, his whole body was white bone!

The bodies of this guy are all made up of white bones, and not all of them are human bones. There are more bones that Li Yaodao can't even call himself.

Bang bang!

The figure, which was made up of skeletons, poked at the ground with the deepest voice, and appeared to knock on the ground twice in succession.

Poof!

Seeing the first purple robe figure in front of him, he suddenly stood up in great panic. The spirit of death in his whole body was taken away. Finally, under the gaze of many worshiping purple robes, he suddenly burst into pieces.

Many white bones have no appearance of blood, and they are as bright and clean as new, and burst into pieces and splashed all over the ground