The bottom of the well is very large, especially when I step on the bottom of the well and step on the physical object, I can personally understand how big the boundary is in this place.

Before and after, you can’t see the edge at all.

I really doubt that there is no boundary under this ancient well.

It is like connecting the sea, all sides are empty, and the distance is the darkness of the five fingers.

But in the distance, I can still see these scenes clearly.

Nine battering gods and black dragons really do not look like the products of the real world, standing at the bottom of the well looking up, you can't see their position above the waist, that kind of Tarzan pressure as the same sense of oppression, let me feel a little sultry.

Although the red light in the eyes of the Nine Wanderers illuminates a large piece of water, these lights do not seem to have fallen to the bottom of the well, and these positions are all black pressed, not to say to be invisible, but to look at some blurred.

The feet of the Nine-Fantried God are similar to the feet of the human being, and there are five toes and the outline of the feet of normal people, but its toes is longer and appears to be thinner.

Between the toes and toes, there is a thin film covered, like a frog's hoof, very smooth, and seems to be full of oil.

Standing at its feet, it was not clear that it was the sole of a living creature, like a very large sculpture, that huge over-the-head specification, enough to produce an unrealistic feeling.

Although I know that it cannot move now, I am still equally afraid, afraid that this monster will suddenly lift his feet and step on our guests into flesh and mud.

Of course, what really attracted my attention was not the nine-baked god, nor the black dragon that had been seen long ago, but a huge seam outside of more than 30 meters.

To be exact, it must be a trench.

"Turn around the feet of the Nine Wres, move quickly, and take me straight over and look."

I said in my heart, raising my finger to the trench.

The evil ones are not stupid, the reaction is very fast, and the next second will take me to swim there.

When I was taken to the edge of the trench, I unexpectedly found that the width and length of the trench were a little... not quite right.

It is not so much a trench as a deep hole in the sea.

Its length is only about one hundred and fifty meters, the width is much wider than I thought, a hundred meters full of looks, a rough look, only think it is a large rectangular hole.

As for how deep this hole is, I can't be sure of this, because with a strong flashlight to shine down, you can't see the bottom, black one, I don't know how deep.

Maybe I thought about it, maybe I was sensitive.

Standing next to this big hole, I had the feeling of a scalp blown open.

The pores under the whole body seemed to open in an instant, and the gruesome feeling I could not forget in my life.

The emotion of fear is not born from the heart, but from the bone, from the depths of the bones, a little bit, until it spreads all over the body, so that I can't stop trembling.

Standing at the feet of the Nine-Feng God, I did not feel afraid, even if it stared at me and wanted to eat me alive, I did not give birth to a little fear.

But now... why I’m afraid... what I’m afraid of... I don’t know...

Just when I was in my heart, intending to go back and continue to play with the Nine Gods, I suddenly found that I felt as if I had stepped on something under my feet.

Usually, people are underwater, and the body will float uncontrollably.

If you want to step on the bottom of the water like the flat, it is basically impossible.

So at this time, I can only rely on the left and right sides to help my evil son, very reluctantly to maintain the balance, almost step by step to move forward.

But I stepped back on this foot, so I can clearly feel the change of touch on the front heel and the second foot.

It’s like stepping on something bump.

It is not like a stone, because it is not raised to a high degree, and it is not blocky, it is scattered.

When I looked down, I saw that there were many dense patterns on my feet.

These patterns seem to be embossed, I gently rubbed on the mud with my feet a few times, slowly rubbing the mud on the surface of these reliefs, and the real face below reflected in my eyes.

It was a relief, and it was still colored, and from under my feet there was such abode around, with an area of about nine to ten squares, and the whole was a rectangular relief.

Heaven knows who carved this relief, it is directly carved in the seabed, the raised part is not high, that is, the thickness of a palm.

The edges of this relief are packed with unknown patterns, looking like clouds, but not all of them.

The line of the line is extremely complex, and if you look closely, it seems that there is also the shadow of the Taoist spell in it, and even some of the Buddha's word decisions have appeared in these patterns.

What I said was not exaggerated, although it was not directly moved in from the two Buddhas, but the approximate skeleton has not changed.

At first, I thought it was like the two Buddhas, but when I studied it carefully, I found that these patterns seemed to be streamlined.

That's right!It's streamlined!

The Buddha's word determination, the Taoist's charm, these patterns are streamlined, leaving only the skeleton, which is the pattern I see at this moment.

If you let go of your mind regardless of the evidence, I think that ... those totem patterns in the Buddha Dao two are likely to be derived from these "skeletons", which is not exaggerated.

This large area of the pattern is black, which has blue and gold embellishment, especially in those with "skeleton" patterns, dotted more obviously, as if also sprinkled with a layer of gold powder, with a little reflection of the past with a flash of electricity.

Under the clustering of this piece of pattern, this piece of relief in the middle of the statue, the color is much more colorful, which can be said to be colorful.

Located in the center of the entire relief, it is a complete and meticulous nine-legged shair.

Whether it is the overall outline, or the details of the body, are portrayed brilliantly, as if it really exists, looking at an indescribable three-dimensional feeling.

In the body of the nine-pronged God's narrowing figure, it is wrapped around a swaggering black dragon.

Needless to say, this black dragon is definitely the one we met, see what this means... It should have lived for many years?

After a while, I noticed something wrong with the picture.

The wrong thing appeared in the Nine-Hangscan God, and it seems that the picture is illuated with some differences with reality.

In the relief, there is a red line on the neck of the nine hawks, and the color is very light, and the neck of the nine bacon gods is rounded, like a necklace.

If you don’t look closely, you won’t find a red line.

“What does this mean... there should be nothing on the neck of the Nine Wats God...” I muttered in my heart and looked up subconsciously.

But looking at it in vain, I still can't see anything, I can only barely see the position of the nine buds of God's waist.

As I muttered in my heart, I stepped forward, and with the help of the evil son, I crouched down very hard, rubbed my hands on the nine-legged God's narrowing map, and cleaned the rest of the sludge and sand.

Now, the red line is obviously much thicker, and thicker than I have just seen.

Looking at this colorful relief, I stayed for a while, still did not think of any clues.

Then he thought no more, turned around and walked back with the evil son.

"You can bite with your mouth, tear with your claws, don't let this monster get too comfortable..." I muttered in my heart: "bite up the neck along the foot... or move your mouth directly on the stomach?"What do you think?”

Hearing this, the evil people shook their heads, as if to answer me, saying that they did not know what to do.

I thought for a moment, and turned back again, and glanced at the painting relief.

"Swim up with me, let's do it on that lap around the neck."

I said, raise my hand, touch the tooth in my mouth, only feel the root of the tooth is a little itchy, especially want to bite something.

This touch I found that the tip of the teeth is no longer so flat, touch a jagged feeling, a little cut hand.

“How strong is the flesh of the Nine Fang Gods... Now we can’t be sure... whether we can break open its flesh...it’s an unknown... just waiting for us to try it ourselves...”

“If we can’t break it, we’ll break it with the fish, if we can break it.”

I gritted my teeth, raised my head, and looked at the nine buds above.

"Take off your head, and I don't believe it's dead."