A gust of wind blew, and Lu Fan suddenly woke up.

How could there be wind in the underground secret room?

Just as Lu Fan turned around and looked for the direction of the cold wind, he was surprised to find that Tang Tao, who had been following his butt and did not dare to leave for a moment, was missing!

He hurried out of the laboratory and shone the flashlight at the position when he came.

Lu Fan knew very well that although he took the lead when chasing Wang Li just now, this distance would not have made him lose his sight in Tang Tao. Tang Tao had time to catch up, but he did not, and the person was gone.

"It's interesting."

Lu Fan did not rush to find Tang Tao, but first moved the entire underground fortification, ward, laboratory, and corpse burning room...

When Lu Fan stood in the burning corpse with the blood jade in his hand, he could clearly feel the resentment filled in the room, just as the dragon drew water to the blood jade in his palm.

At this moment, Shennong's power was like a hungry baby, lying in his mother's arms, sucking the juice tirelessly...

"Replenish energy with resentment, and then feed it back to the uncensored jade holder in a way that repairs injuries. Although it can be effective in a short period of time, in the long run, the holder will inevitably be affected by resentment, interfere with the heart of martial arts, and embark on another unknown path of practice..."

Lu Fan stood in the corpse burning room, his eyes filled with thoughts.

Here, you can clearly see a pile of white bones piled up in front of the crematorium. The inner chamber of the crematorium was also filled with half of the burnt bones. Obviously, when the war was defeated, the Sang Guojun stationed here destroyed the innocent people in the laboratory in order to destroy the evidence. However, for some reason, they were forced to terminate it after only half of the process. Even these Sang Guo soldiers failed to escape from the laboratory...

It took ten minutes.

It was not until the Shennong power in his hand stopped absorbing the resentment in the room that Lu Fan turned around and left.

However, when he walked to the next step of the burning corpse, he was stunned.

I saw that in the burning corpse filled with the corpses of the people and the corpses of Sang Guojun, there was a huge pattern printed on the wall opposite the entrance.

The mottled lacquer ink paints a huge human-headed snake body. The human head looks like a man but not a woman. The upper body is naked and the lower body is entangled with a huge snake body. Moreover, on the naked upper body, countless dense and strange symbols are everywhere, which looks extremely cunning!

"Isn't this the eight-armed evil god?"

Lu Fan looked at the portrait in front of him and was slightly stunned. The portrait in front of him was basically the same as the tattoos he had seen in the Night Rose Club before.

In addition to the symbols on the body that look particularly ancient and the style of painting is more like the tribal totems from ancient times, other parts are not much different from the Eight-Armed Evil God on Songpa. It is more like the ancestor version of the Eight-Armed Evil God, which looks more weird, older, and more breathtaking.

Moreover, it is not difficult to judge from the mottled marks of the portrait. The drawing time of the portrait can be traced back to the period when this bacterial laboratory still exists. In other words, the Sang Guo soldiers in the laboratory have seen this surrender master. It is very likely that the mutation here will occur later, and it is also because of this surrender master...

"Does a savior found this place decades ago and regarded this laboratory as his own place of cultivation?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Lu Fan's eyes. The place where the Jiangtou Master practiced usually takes place in gloomy places such as evil houses, cemeteries, and corpse burning furnaces to collect and make negative substances as materials. These negative substances can be human bones, corpse oil, dry human fetus, or rich yin energy that fills the entire room.

Moreover, judging from the statues on the wall, this sect master may have originated from the same lineage as Songpa, and from time to time, he may have known Songpa, and it is also possible that he is Songpa's respected teacher...

"Evil God?"

Lu Fan suddenly felt a chill coming out from behind, and he suddenly thought of Wang Li who had just appeared here.

A ghost king-level surrender can make living people lose consciousness and become a blood puppet that provides fresh blood for themselves. Then a wizard at the evil god level can easily control the mind of living people, refine them into a living puppet, and work hard for themselves to do things that cannot be obtained on the table...

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Chapter completed!