Vol 9 Chapter 158: Ghost haze

Ye Qingxuan and other people walked along the cave and got out of the cliff, they were stunned by everything in front of them.
This is an underground space covered with gray mist.
Although it can not be said that the five fingers are out of reach, the gloomy situation is extremely chilling.
Although deep and underground, the fog is very dense, but the air is very fresh and there is no feeling of sullenness.
Bursts of yin wind blew through, bringing in the bones and cold, and there were white ghosts in the fog, flickering and faint, accompanied by the sound of ghosts crying, making people's hearts chill greatly.
It is worthy of being called the "Misty Mound Tomb".
Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help looking up.
It is also foggy and can't see anything. The magic gate holy land was originally in the underground world. No wonder it could not be found for thousands of years. It is really unbelievable.
Except for the cliff behind the crowd, no matter which direction you look at, it's a thick fog, and you can't tell the direction.
Sun Kun saw his teeth tremble and couldn't help but whispered, "I said, Ye Zi, shouldn't you be haunted here?"
After listening to Sun Kun's words, Hua Wanrong also worriedly interjected: "Although there is no record on the sheepskin roll, I have heard that this" Mizumuzuka "was the place where the Gongzong practiced. Put in it and hunt it down. In the end, the resentment was too heavy, attracting evil spirits, and finally sealed by the Holy Door. "
Ye Qingxuan touched his chin, revealing a hint of surprise.
"Evil?" Sun Kun was terrified and angrily: "Why didn't you say it earlier? Where the magic gate is sealed, why did you bring us here?"
Hua Wanrong retorted: "This is the only way to leave the blood pool, and it is the only way to reach the core temple. From here, it is better to fight with many masters of my holy gate, let alone ... Legend, you still Really believe that there is no ghost? "
Sun Kun suddenly became angry. Although he wanted to swear, he couldn't really admit that he was afraid of ghosts!
Ye Qingxuan pondered for a moment, and finally said: "No matter what we have here, we always have to pass. The heavenly monster corpse cannot be allowed to fall into the hand of the magic gate again. Let's go!"
After speaking of a horse, calmly into the mist.
Mei Yinxue obediently followed Ye Qingxuan, glanced at Sun Kun who was afraid to move behind, and smiled: "Brother Sun, if you don't follow, you will get lost in the fog ... If you are alone, what will you encounter? No one helped. "
Hua Wanrong snorted and stepped in.
Sun Kun looked around, Ji Lingling fought a cold war, kept up with Mei Yinxue, and trembled into the mist.
This gray ghost mist was really weird. When a stranger came over, it boiled as if it were alive, and hurled towards the four.
Ye Qingxuan frowned, probed a little or two, and then turned back: "Mo retracts his body to hold his breath, this mist is weird, I don't know why, he will human blood ..."
In a word, Ye Qingxuan was so scared that everyone immediately opened up his guardian breath and blocked the rolling mist of ghosts.
Ye Qing has the highest level of basalt martial arts and naturally walks in front.
As he moved forward, he calmly observed the surroundings, and his consciousness was maximized. He had already exceeded the limits of his eyesight, and he grasped all the wind and grass within a dozen feet.
The footsteps of a few people were slow and heavy, because the place they stepped on was full of potholes, and they felt a little wet, as if they were very moist.
Ye Qingxuan identified a direction, so I don't know how long it took, nothing happened along the way.
They and their group walked into the depths of the ghost fog unknowingly.
The color of the mist also gradually changed from the original gray to black.
Ye Qingxuan's complexion gradually gloomed with the passage of time and the depth of the journey.
Click!
A crisp sound frightened everyone.
Ye Qingxuan stopped and looked down.
Mei Yinxue, Hua Wanrong and Sun Kun behind them also curiously surrounded.
A burst of air-cooled sounds sounded, and everyone was shocked to find that the sound of Ye Qingxuan's feet turned out to be a pile of scattered bones ...
Many bones still have broken cloth strips. Although they are rotten and spoiled, they should be valuable silk.
Beside, there is a broken sword fragment broken into several pieces, the texture is crystal clear, and the quality is excellent.
Ye Qingxuan gently flicked the bones with his feet, his eyes flashed, and he found a token from a pile of wreckage ...
"Tainei Yipin's guard, Zhao Tingyu?" Sun Kun could not help exclaiming, glancing at the name on the token.
"Who is he?" Hua Wanrong asked curiously.
Taking a deep breath, Sun Kun struck his forehead and said, "Is the former chief of the Inner Guards. The uncle of Zhao Feipeng, the" gun king ", is also one of the masters of Xue Gongwang, who was the of the sky. Zhao Tingyu followed the gate The master disappeared in the end, and many people said that he was in an ambush, and he unexpectedly died here ... "
Hua Wanrong smiled coldly and said: "I said earlier that there are many organs in the Holy Land, and the masters of the Holy Door are also very bad. Even if Zhao Tingyu is even more powerful, he will inevitably die without a burial place."
"Are you proud?" Sun Kun said angrily: "I'm afraid the gate organs in your mouth don't recognize the inside and the outside, and they will probably kill you too."
"You ..." Hua Wanrong ate a few times and looked angry.
It is just that Ye Qingxuan on the other hand has narrow eyes, exhaling lightly and looking around: "Even if the magic gate mechanism is more powerful, I am afraid that it will not eat people?"
"Cannibalism? What do you mean?" Sun Kun asked.
Ye Qingxuan threw away a bone, and Sun Kun picked it up in a hurry, only to hear Ye Qingxuan say with caution before: "Look carefully, the bite on the bone ... It was not caused by the organization."
Sun Kun's eyes glared to a great extent, and sure enough, the bones of the human arm were clearly marked with tooth marks in his hands, and the fracture of the arm was also severed and broken.
It doesn't matter, Ye Qingxuan went on to say a more frightening conclusion: "This Zhao Tingyu was not killed by the central government, nor was he killed, but was eaten by something."
Sun Kun was so pale that he asked urgently, "What is it?"
The words did not fall, call ...
A ghost with wings of horror whistled past everyone's head!
Ye Qingxuan looked up, his consciousness extended to a height of 20 feet, and even the blood-stained face was difficult to hide the fear on his face.
"Follow me!" Ye Qingxuan glanced across the crowd, and clenched Mei Yinxue's hand tightly, and she sang aloud, "Run--"
A weird red sword, shaped like an iron vertebra, and a weird long sword like a human spine, was inserted into the one-eyed eye of the eight-claw dragon, and passed through the brain to the spine.
Blood infant sword!
The magic sword of the supreme blood sect, like a soldering iron in Li Muru's hands, becomes fiery red from time to time, black and red from time to time, and the blood veins on the sword body are tangled.
The whole sword seemed to come alive. The blood veins kept bulging, and the sword body even made a "suckling" sound. The essence and blood in the dragon's brain and bone marrow were constantly sucked into the sword body and turned into The purest essence and vitality is added to Li Muru's body.
The little mouth opened by the giant cockroach not far away, Li Mo's greedy and jealous eyes radiated the red light, but he was bound by dansal amalgam on his body, which prevented him from leaving the giant a step ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Otherwise that far Even if only one drop of the blood of the evil dragon that wins the "Blood of God" is enough, he can heal his injury by three points and derive an arm. He has the strength to do or escape.
Today, this situation can only be cheaper Li Muru.
Of course, under the implication of Li Moyin, Li Muru, who is suspicious by nature, did not directly take the blood of Shenglong, but used it to cultivate a "blood infant sword."
With the nourishment of the Holy Dragon's blood, with only a little sacrifice, only 80% of the "Blood Infant Sword" that has been completed is sufficient to achieve the level of the Bapin Divine Sword, which is comparable to "Zhuanghuang" and "Blue Frost".
Dacheng's "Blood Infant Sword" can absorb the essence of the enemy's blood. Instead, he uses the sword master. Li Muru eats and drinks the leftovers of the "Blood Infant Sword". Although entering the country is steady, it is slow. In order to achieve the deified state, hum, there will be more people who need to be killed by Li Muru ...
As long as Li Muru raises rivers and lakes' ideas, he also has the possibility to escape by chaos.
Seeing Li Muru's breath gradually increasing, his blood color was getting stronger and stronger, and the smile in Li Mo's eyes was getting stronger and stronger ... 8)