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At this time, everyone felt exhausted after experiencing the horrible experience of being almost trapped by the Legion of Undead. At this time, they just wanted to leave here quickly, complete the trial, and return to reality.

Everyone didn't understand why Song Qingxiao still had a heart of leisure, sitting here listening to the fugitives.

But under her gaze, everyone did not dare to speak out against it.

Her eyes were clear, and she was different from the perseverance and killing during the battle. It seemed like two abysses, which made people afraid to look at it.

"We were originally imperial residents in the Polar Canyon..." Maybe Song Qingxiao expressed his attitude, which made the old man calm his mind and recalled the relationship.

There was sadness and sorrow in his voice, "The Polar Canyon and the Land of Death live next to each other..."

"Can you tell me the point?"

The panting No.6 endured and endured. Although Song Qing had something to say beforehand, he had no patience when he heard the old man mention the canyon, the land of death, and the undead clan.

After the old man was interrupted, his face showed a cringe, Song Qing squinted his eyes and glanced at No.6.

"Undead Clan?" She looked light and fluttering, but she shuddered when she saw No.6, "Is it the existence of the previous Necromancer?"

"Not only that." The old man carefully looked at her with his eyes, and looked at the other testers uncomfortably, fearing that if he said something wrong, it would attract the attention of others or even scold him.

But after seeing Song Qing's interruption, No. 6 stopped speaking, and the others had no objections, the old man put down the big stone in his heart, and then said:

"There are giants, orcs, etc., all belonging to the undead clan."

Maybe he said a few more words, and he spoke a little more fluently than before:

"These undead people belong to the sin slaves who have been expelled, concentrated in the place of death."

Song Qingxiao silently remembered these circumstances, nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"Every ten years, the undead will invade aggressively. In addition to expanding the territory of the land of death, consuming the old and weak and remnants, there are also arrests of human beings as stored food..." The old man paused. "Thirty years ago, I am one of those unfortunately captured."

Although from the numb look of the previous fugitives when they died in large numbers, everyone has vaguely guessed that the situation of some fugitives is worrying, but when everyone heard that these humans were captured and stored like food for the undead, they still felt The hair is creepy.

"Those who are arrested will be brought back to the terrorist camp by the undead as a food reserve for the rest of the decade."

The old man seemed to think of the horrible past, with a distorted expression:

"After a person dies, it is not liberation. The soul will be trapped in the land of the undead and will never be able to transcend.

Above the altar, the old man's voice was hoarse and low, "Even the bones will become the servants of the undead, for them to drive."

Human beings have the desire to return to the roots of fallen leaves. Being imprisoned as food in a cage of foreign races, seeing the same kind being slaughtered one after another is also a huge psychological torture for the living.

"Before I entered here, many arrested people tried to escape." Speaking of escaping, the old man's muddy eyes suddenly came to his mind:

"After leaving the horror camp, it is the snake cave, connected to the underground river, and after flowing into the goblin's lair, as long as you escape their chase, you will enter the **** tunnel," he looked at Song Qingxiao, "the road after , You know."

After exiting the tunnel, it is the platform guarded by giants, and after the suspension bridge, it is the altar of the dead.

Song Qing nodded slightly, and the old man said with some regret:

"Unfortunately, the seniors were lucky enough to escape the first few rounds of levels. In the end, they couldn't escape the altar of the undead and fell here forever.

On hearing this, Number Five frowned.

"In other words, after the Altar of the Dead, you don't know the way forward?"

The old man whispered:

"It is said that once you leave the altar of the dead, you are not far from the mountain pass. Among the rumors, someone once said that as long as you escape from the guards of hell, you have the hope of escape. , You can get out alive!"

Young Song Qing summed up what the old man said. If she was not mistaken, this trial mission would most likely require everyone to escape the terrorist camp until the mountain pass said by the old population.

"Then the way out for the Altar of the Undead?" No.6 endured for a long time, and finally put in another word at this time: "The Necromancer has disappeared, and the Undead Legion is gone, but there is no exit door. Where is it?"

At the moment, everyone and Song Qingxiao didn't have much thoughts, and they all guessed that they should have fled to the mountain pass, and this mission would be over.

"The Altar of the Undead is dominated by the Necromancer. When the stars reverse, time and space will be distorted." The old man said in a poetic tone, "This was when I entered the horror camp. The senior inside told me."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky:

"After the skeleton is awakened, it can no longer make it fall asleep, only to reverse the stars and exchange heaven and earth..."

Following his words, Song Qingxiao raised his head subconsciously, and the clouds passed by, like a group of figures.

"You mean that after the star formation reversed, the sky and the earth exchanged directions?" When Song Qingxiao asked this, the old man nodded.

Everyone exchanged glances with an incredible color on their faces.

"That is to say, the skeleton has not disappeared." Assuming that the place of the undead altar is like an empty ball, the moment the star formation reverses, it turns over like a ball.

The altar where everyone was at this time was not the previous altar, but another aspect of the altar of the dead.

This also explains why the square is quiet at this time, there is no skeleton army, no blood stains, and it also confirms Song Qingxiao's previous guess from the side that after the necromancer disappeared, the position of everyone has changed.

"Yes." After the old man confirmed, he continued:

"In the direction of the mountain pass~lightnovelpub.net~ follow this altar, the road behind has not been walked by the ancestors, and we still need to explore again."

After he was sure, except for Song Qingxiao, the other trialists had subtle thoughts in their hearts.

How the star formation of the Altar of the Dead was reversed, everyone knew that Song Qingxiao was inseparable from it.

The Skeleton Legion did not disappear, but temporarily changed its direction due to the reversal of the big formation.

If Song Qing is small, she can completely reverse the big formation again. In other words, as long as she is willing, everyone's life and death are all within her thoughts!

The fugitives are nothing more. Because of the extraordinary supernatural powers that Song Qingxiao had shown in her rescue several times before, they treated her as a life-saving god, and they would not doubt her at all.

But when the tester thought of this, there was a huge wave in the depths of his heart.

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