If the statue standing in front of Zhuo Wen was indeed a statue, those eyes Zhuo Wen thought were those of a beautiful woman.

Zhuo Wen didn't hesitate, he went straight across the valley and came to the depths of the valley.

The moment he stepped into this valley, the ancestral witch Gu worms in his body began to stir. He knew that the corpse of Xizi ancestral witch in the Nightmare Temple should be somewhere in this valley.

Approaching the front of the temple, Zhuo Wen casually glanced at the statue of a woman in front of him, all his mind was on the temple behind the statue.

When he got closer, he realized that the surface of the temple was actually covered with dense black branches.

These branches and tendrils are quite strange, they are constantly pulsating, as if they are meridians in the human body, absorbing and transporting some kind of energy substance.

Zhuo Wen followed the branch and landed on its source, and found that the source was in the center of the ruins of the temple, where there was a deep cave, and it was vertically downward.

Countless branches and tendrils are derived from the cave.

"The corpse of Xizi Zuwu is deep in this cave!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were serious. When he arrived near the cave, the Gu worms in his body became more and more restless. Obviously, the corpse of Xizi Zuwu must be inside the cave.

However, Zhuo Wen was a little hesitant. This cave is by no means simple, and there must be some kind of big crisis inside.

Moreover, the ruins of this temple also gave him a very ominous premonition that entering the cave must be very ominous.

"I am carrying a heaven-shattering artifact, and I have the supreme treasure such as the Primordial Hongmeng Stone. Even if there is really a great horror in this cave, I am afraid that I may not be able to do anything about it!"

Zhuo Wen secretly thought in his heart, and without hesitation, he stepped out and entered the cave.

The moment Zhuowen rushed into the cave, the black branches and vines around the temple shrank back into the cave one after another as if stimulated.

At the same time, a mysterious purple light burst out from the eyes of the statue of the woman standing outside the palace, but it only disappeared in a flash, and soon returned to its normal state.

After entering the cave, Zhuowen found that it was not as dark as he had imagined, and he could see clearly with naked eyes for miles around.

As he expected, both sides of the cave are covered with dense black branches, like meridians, intricate.

However, there was a gust of wind in this cave, which made Zhuo Wen feel shuddering.

At first, nothing happened during Zhuowen's dive.

But half an hour later, Zhuo Wen faintly heard a faint cry.

The cry was quite distant, coming faintly, it sounded very sad.

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. He didn't expect that there would be crying in this cave, and the crying was obviously a woman's voice.

When Zhuo Wen was thinking like this, the cry suddenly approached, and it was getting closer.

Zhuo Wen's body froze suddenly, because he found that the cry was close at hand, softly ringing in his ears.

It was as if the crying woman was standing behind him at this moment, close to his ear, sobbing softly.

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and he turned around abruptly, only to find that there was no one there, but the cry still echoed in his ears.

Zhuo Wen tried several times, but still didn't find anyone, so he simply ignored it and continued to dive.

But soon, the crying became louder and louder, and finally became hysterical. Then, Zhuowen felt the coolness in the back of his ears, as if someone was blowing into the back of his ears.

Zhuo Wen's face darkened, but he didn't make a sound, nor did he look back, but dived quickly.

After a while, the cool feeling at the base of the ears disappeared, and then Zhuowen's scalp felt like being touched by sharp claws, as if some sharp claws were grabbing his scalp.

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, he was calm and still ignored it.

He could already feel that Xizi Zuwu's body was not far away from him, and he had to get there in one go and put away Xizi Zuwu.

Suddenly, strange screams began to appear in his ears, and then his shoulders sank, as if someone was lying on his back like this, and a sharp feeling came from his neck, as if being cut by a knife blade.

Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold, but he still didn't make a sound, but his feet were even faster.

Finally, he reached the bottom and his feet hit the ground.

The moment he hit the bottom, all the weight behind him and the sharp touch on his neck disappeared.

Zhuo Wen still didn't look back, but set his eyes on the front.

I saw that the bottom was almost a world of black branches and tendrils, intertwined in a patchwork pattern, and the source of all the black branches and tendrils was an unusually huge body suspended in mid-air.

This body, with a human face and a bird body, with green snakes on its ears and a red snake in its hand, is Xizi, one of the Twelve Patriarchal Witches. JrNovels.com