On the cliff, the old man's heart was shocked, and he muttered, "It's really cracked." ” "It's just a temporary suppression, not a crack."
Ling Xian waved his hand, his face was pale, and his breath was sluggish.
With his current cultivation, even with the help of the Divine Law of the Ghost Seeker, he would not be able to crack the Soul Hooking Rope, and could only suppress it temporarily.
But in the eyes of the old man, this is already quite amazing.
It was a soul hook, even more terrifying than a ghost beast, even if he did it with all his might, he would be able to suppress two or three at most.
However, Ling Xian suppressed all the nine soul hooks, which naturally shocked him.
"Teaming up with you, sure enough."
The old man let out a long breath of turbid air and looked at Ling Xian in a complicated manner.
"It's a bit early to say this now."
Ling Xian smiled faintly, running the Flood Desolation Heavenly Gong to replenish his essence.
After a while, he recovered as before, and said, "Let's go, my method can suppress the soul hook for half an hour at most, hurry up." ” After saying that, he stepped out and floated on the iron rope.
The same is true of the people.
They didn't know what the Soul Hook Rope was, nor did they know what means Ling Xian used, but his strength was obvious to all, so everyone followed closely.
As it turned out, they were not wrong in their decision.
Whether it is the River of Blood or the Soul Hook Rope, it is as if it does not exist, let alone power, there is not even a trace of movement.
Therefore, everyone easily crossed the river of blood and came to the opposite cliff.
"Thanks to this son, otherwise, I would probably have fallen."
"Yes, I don't know what this river is, but I think that if you fall into it, there will be no bones left."
"And these nine chains, it feels terrible to me, but fortunately there is a childe."
Everyone spoke one after another, showing a little gratitude.
However, Ling Xian was unaware.
He looked at the nine patterns on the mountain wall, a pair of sword eyebrows, and gradually wrinkled.
The same is true for the elderly.
He hesitated for a moment and said, "What do these patterns represent?"
"I don't know, I can only feel the spatial fluctuations from it."
Ling Xian shook his head, he couldn't see what the nine patterns were or what abilities they had, but they gave him the feeling that they were like teleportation arrays.
"I've noticed it too, it's the teleportation array," the old man frowned.
"Just try it."
A middle-aged man spoke, and the leftmost pattern was pasted on his right hand.
Suddenly, a dazzling divine light erupted, and in just a moment, it disappeared. disappeared at the same time, as well as the middle-aged man.
This surprised everyone, and their faces became gloomy.
Ling Xian's expression was also a little solemn, and he said, "Sure enough, it's a teleportation array."
"It seems that these are the nine paths, if you choose the right one, you will live, and if you choose the wrong one, you will die."
The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "Which one are you going to choose?"
"It's the same whichever you choose."
Ling Xian opened his mouth lightly and said, "This is the tomb of ten thousand deaths and one life, there is no way to live, all roads are full of dangers. ” "That's right."
The old man smiled and said, "It seems that we can only resign ourselves to fate." ” "No, to be precise, it is to do one's best and obey the destiny of heaven."
Ling Xian smiled faintly and said, "Let's go, just choose the middle one." ” As he spoke, he put the pattern in the middle on his left hand, and so did the old man.
After that, dazzling eyes poured out, and the two of them disappeared.
Seeing this, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and they all chose a pattern and were teleported to an unknown area.
The wind is gusting, and the ghost is gloomy.
In the endless cemetery, a dazzling divine light lit up, and immediately, two figures appeared.
One person is sloppy and sloppy, and his demeanor is obscene, like an old beggar.
One person is handsome, otherworldly, and peerless like a fairy.
It was Ling Xian and the old man.
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"A Thousand Miles of Graveyards, Endless Tombstones" Looking at the cold and strange cemetery, Ling Xian frowned, and the flower of the Great Dao quietly condensed.
The old man also used the method of defense, and did not dare to be careless.
This is the legendary tomb of ten thousand deaths, and it is possible that Danzu built it himself, God knows how dangerous it will be.
"The Tomb of Danzu, why are there so many tombstones" Ling Xianhu was suspicious, and walked to the nearest tombstone to him, and saw that it was blank, and there was not half a word.
At that moment, he looked around the audience, and every tombstone he saw was empty.
"It's weird."
Ling Xian's brows tightened, and he suddenly noticed something, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"I think we might be in big trouble."
When the words fell, the majestic power suddenly emerged. rumble The tombstone closest to Ling Xian vibrate, releasing monstrous divine power at the same time, it was also filled with infinite black qi.
In the next moment, the black qi condensed, turning into a heroic spirit wearing armor, and killed Ling Xian strongly.
The spear in its hand was incomparably sharp, and with a single blow, the void was gone This made Ling Xian moved, raised his hand to condense the War God Halberd, and was forced to face the battle. clang With a loud bang, Ling Xian took seven steps back, and his arm was a little numb.
The Heroic Spirit also took seven steps back.
Its face was expressionless, and the war spear was pointed at Ling Xian, and the cold killing intent locked it firmly.
"It's strong."
Ling Xian's expression was a little solemn, although he only used the power of a pure physical body, he was a physical body in the middle of the seventh realm.
Being able to shake his arm with a single blow is enough to show how strong this heroic spirit is.
And this is still in the case of its death, it is not difficult to imagine how terrible it was during its lifetime.
"Heroic Spirit" The old man's eyes narrowed, and his complexion changed suddenly.
Ling Xian's complexion also changed.
Just because, dozens of tombstones shook, gushing out monstrous black gas, condensed into more than 20 heroic spirits.
They were all dressed in armor and armed with war spears, and they were all angry and fighting, shaking the Eight Desolations.
With such power, even if it was as strong as Ling Xian and the old man, he had to be moved.
"As you say, it's a big problem."
The old man smiled wryly.
"I have no choice but to fight hard."
Ling Xian sighed softly, a single heroic spirit could live with him in a few moves, so many heroic spirits were on the same page, which naturally made him feel tricky.
"Let's fight."
The old man's expression turned cold, and the long knife in his hand appeared, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and the divine power was monstrous.
In the next moment, he slashed out with his sword and fought the heroic spirit.
The same is true for Ling Xian.
He was dressed in a demon robe and held a halberd of the god of war, like an immortal god king, fighting bloodily for nine heavens and ten earths.
Boom, boom, boom The Heroic Spirit opens and closes, every move, with the momentum of indomitable and unstoppable This made Ling Xian moved, and so did the old man.
You know, Heroic Spirits have no mind and only act according to instinct.
In other words, when they were alive, they fought for their lives until they died "Who the hell are they?"
Ling Xian was puzzled, but the current situation could not help him think too much.
In the face of more than 20 powerful heroic spirits, if you are not careful, you may fall Therefore, Ling Xian had no distracting thoughts, and the God of War halberd swept through the ten directions, fighting the heroic spirit.
He is brave and invincible, even in the face of the siege of many heroic spirits, he is also calm, showing a peerless style Gradually, the Heroic Spirits could no longer hold on, although they had an indestructible fighting intent, but after all, they were dead, and it was difficult to maintain them for a long time.
As a result, they were gradually shattered by Ling Xian and the old man, turning into black gas and pouring into the ground
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