Chapter 241: Ghost tomb

He reached out and took the array into his hand, and looked into it. Sure enough, the prohibition in the array had skyrocketed to thirty-eight. The three-story white bone tower has also become six layers. Around the white bone tower, the wind is overcast. Turning into a violent wind, the tower body also began to be filled with a layer of precious light. The series of skulls hanging along the tower also looked like white jade casting. With the blowing of the wind, a whimper sounded...
"No..." Lin Fei suddenly frowned as he turned around in the array.
There are as many as 38 prohibitions in this image, but there is no Tiangang prohibition...
What a pity...
You should know that this picture is based on the bone bone Yin and Yang Dao sacrifice, and the way of the bone bone golden bridge leading to the Yin and Yang. If you can use this method to cultivate the magic weapon to the innate, bone bone into the boat, directly to the other shore, it is a straight door pointing to the road. .
Even if it is just a magic weapon, it is enough to carry him through the cracks of the world and capture the thunder iron.
It's just that now that the two-volume arrays have been combined into one, but the Tiangang prohibition has not been born. What does it mean?
Lin Fei combed the prohibition of the Bone Pagoda with a sense of consciousness. After a while, he sighed helplessly. This Bone Pagoda wants to give birth to the Tiangang prohibition. I am afraid it will be more difficult...
This picture is still incomplete...
The six-storeyed high-rise Bone Bone Tower prohibits up to thirty-eight items, but it is still incomplete!
Lin Feiguang felt horrified when he thought about it...
When this picture is complete, how fierce is it?
Nowadays, this pattern is incomplete, and the prohibition is incomplete. If there is no accident, it should be the ones that lack the most core, so naturally, the Tiangang prohibition cannot be born...
Coupled with the fact that the battlefield is taken away by evil spirits, the battleship of battlefield and evil spirits takes a completely different path. If you want to give birth to the Tiangang prohibition, it is even more difficult...
"Wait, I can't give birth to the Tiangang prohibition, can't I create a Tiangang prohibition for it?" Lin Fei thought, suddenly lit up, yeah, he held the heavenly floats in his hand, although he couldn't give birth to the real Tiangang prohibition, but it seems that it is not impossible to get a fake Tiangang prohibition to use falsehoods...
It's just that this fake Tiangang prohibition requires a lot of spirits...
As many as possible, think of ways.
Lin Fei had just made a decision, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the hall. It turned out that Wen Fei had seen Lin Fei not going out for a long time, so he brought a few younger brothers in: "Brother Lin, are you alright?"
"It's okay, just let that thing escape..."
"It's fine if it's okay, it's fine if it's okay..." Wen Hou was relieved, and looked around again: "Yes, Brother Lin, I think you seem to be injured, why not take a break here and start again tomorrow morning?" "
"Alright..." Lin Fei nodded, and then sat down to run Zhenyuan, and began to warm up two damaged sword qi.
Early the next morning, Lin Fei slowly opened his eyes. After the sacrifice, the two sword qi were no longer a big problem, and the power was slightly damaged. He could only rely on slowly warming up. The fierce sword box and the four swords of the fierce star were The sacrifice was repeated, and the physical injuries have been restored.
When Lin Fei woke up, he was back when he was waiting to patrol the night. As soon as Lin Fei opened his eyes, he quickly asked with concern: "Brother Lin, is the injury harmed?"
"Well, there is no problem."
While the two were talking, Lin Fei suddenly looked up into the distance and saw a dark aurora in the distance turned into a beam of light rushing to the sky, and the black smoke around the beam turned into a huge ghost head, sending a deafening roar , The strong spiritual fluctuations are still tens of miles away, and you can feel clearly...
"Oh, the Nether Sect is really domineering..." Wen Hou apparently saw this scene too, but the smile on his face was a bit ridiculous.
"Ah?" Lin Fei couldn't help but stunned: "This movement was made by Netherworld Sect?"
"This is the Nether Sect's demonstration, warning the idlers to stay close..."
"Is there such a thing?" Lin Fei could not help coming up, and quickly took Wen waiting to sit down: "Come, tell me."
"Yumingzong has always been like this..." Wenhou sighed and began to speak.
Speaking of this matter, in fact, many people in this endless ruin know that I heard that the Nether Sect found a stone tablet with an epitaph on it. The treasures obtained were accompanied by their burial.
Originally, no one took it seriously. I just wanted an epitaph to find the tomb. How could it be so easy...
Who knows, someone really found it.
This man, this is Fang Jun, the true disciple of Youming Sect ranked second in Wuhai...
Speaking of the Nether Sect, everyone knows the imperial king Zhong Yang, but a little bit of knowledge, knows that the Nether Sect is second only to Zhong Yang’s true disciple Fang Jun, and Fang Jun’s "Ghost Secret Code" is also the town of the Nether Sect. One of the classics, the corpse ghost is not only more fierce than ordinary ghosts, but also has the advantages of zombies and ghosts.
Don’t look at Fang Jun’s reputation outside Zhong Yang is not as good, but the disciples in the Netherworld Sect know that Fang Jun just lost Zhong Yang only a few times when his ancestors were compared...
According to that epitaph, Fang Jun really asked him to find the tomb...
It was only after finding the tomb that he discovered that the tomb owner had no ghosts after his death, and was integrated with the tomb. He actually made him a ghost king, and Fang Jun was also a ruthless one. The mausoleum, now seeing the soaring glory, most probably Fang Junzhen broke through the mausoleum, maybe even the ghost king inside suppressed it, if not, Fang Jun would not be so arrogant, phantom phantom ghost ghost image, deterred from feeling mischievous man of.
"Then in this tomb, there must be many spirits?"
"That's for sure..." Wen Hou swallowed a little bit blushingly: "If nothing else, the ghost king's martyrdom alone can be said to be worthless..."
"This..." Lin Fei touched his chin and suddenly asked Wenhou: "Oh, right, trapping your uncle's demon formation, can you be sure to break it?"
"This, I don't hide Brother Lin. I don't even have a grasp, but my uncle treated me kindly since I was a child. Now that I'm trapped in a monster formation, it's only right for me to save him..."
"Actually, I can break that monster array..."
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Wen Hou immediately lit up. Yes, Brother Lin in front of him was already unfathomable. When he captured that thing before, he showed an amazing formation. Accomplished, if he can get help from him, the demon formation trapping the uncle, I am afraid that there are 70% to 80% sure that he can break through.
"However, you have to find Fang Jun to borrow some magic tools..."