Chapter 67 The Treasure of the Heavenly Book (Part 3, late update)
“Be careful!”
“It’s a ghost!”
This place is thousands of miles round because of the frequent outbreaks of beast tides in the south. , too many people died.
There were mortals and monks among them, and their vitality was attracted by this formation. So after entering the underground, everyone knew that they would probably encounter ghosts in the tomb, but no one expected it in this way. ：
A large number of ghosts possess the mummies. Because both sides are dead, they normally do not have this habit. Now it seems that the abnormal formation environment here must have brought about some abnormal changes.
Lu Cheng pressed Yuan Xiaodie and flew away quickly. The others reacted quickly. Lin Chuanli held the fire dragon flag and pointed at it, raising a wall of high-temperature fire in front of the two of them to block the pursuit of the ghost ghost mist.
But the sudden change seems to have awakened a large number of sleeping ghosts here.
A jet-black ghost mist spewed out from the cracks in the ground in all directions, and phantom-like human figures appeared layer by layer in the mountains in all directions, and then poured out to attack everyone.
Suddenly, the air around us seemed to be getting colder and colder.
Reflecting in his mind, Lu Cheng suddenly looked down and saw a dark and fuzzy face suddenly emerging from the ground. A huge mouth opened almost taking up most of the face, biting his calf from bottom to top.
The Taoist frowned slightly, but the next moment he still stepped down, and a golden sword light stabbed out first: the sword energy was cut off, and the sword intention became powerful.
When the ghost face encountered this sword energy, it was like boiling soup and snow rising. The ice melted away and the snow was released. Before it could expand, it had already turned into nothing.
While everyone sacrificed their magic weapons and talismans to fight, they cautiously flew back along the original path.
Faced with the ghosts pouring out from all directions, Lin Chuanli waved the fire dragon flag in his hand and frequently used various powerful fire techniques to engulf the ghosts one by one. He also used star-shooting rings from time to time to devour spiritual opportunities and falling prey. Go back and replenish yourself.
In this environment, even Lu Cheng's swordsmanship is not as powerful and wide-ranging as Lin Chuanli's fire technique. Although the sword's power can kill the ghosts, it will attack the mind of the sword wielder after too many kills.
Lin Qingyue used an electric talisman, which flew in the air above her left shoulder and occasionally shot down streaks of electric light to form a grid, surrounding the five people. This was a rare defensive thunder talisman, but for Defending against ghosts has a miraculous effect.
The father and daughter of the Yuan family originally used the Liuhe Flying Cone, but found that it was not effective against the Yin ghosts, so they had to take out fire talismans and cast spells to supplement the offensive and prevent the Yin ghosts from all sides from really attacking.
“I understand. Lin Tianshu used the formation to gather vitality, hoping that there would be a change from death to reincarnation. Now that a hundred years have passed, the formation has lost control and the vitality has overflowed, so the corpses here will not rot or rot. Mummy, because those ghosts also have instincts She wanted to reincarnate, so she possessed a lot of corpses, but she didn't know that this was just a futile effort."
At this time, Lin Qingyue thought clearly about the cause and effect, while Lu Cheng had a sharp look. Suddenly they point in one direction.
The twin swords of Chunjun and Lihuo, who were originally killing the Yin ghosts outside the power grid, slashed straight there, but they cut out an ink-like shadow among the Yin ghosts.
But the shadow's eyes were as red as blood, like a ghost in the underworld.
“Ghost Cultivator!”
The swords were twisted, and the shadow turned into nothingness, but a small piece of blue stone fell from the air.
A sword light rolled it back and flew back.
"This is the Yin Crystal Stone."
"We must find these ghost cultivators from the Yin Ghosts and kill them, otherwise they will order these Yin Ghosts to besiege us relentlessly."
Lower around us There were roars and explosions, and it was almost impossible to tell who was talking.
Lu Cheng was immersed in Zhishui's state of mind, and his body and mind were pure. The number of ghosts he killed was far less than that of Lin Chuanli. However, as Zhishui's state of mind expanded in all directions, shadows of ghost cultivators tried their best to hide themselves. , but they were still singled out one by one by Lu Cheng.
After the fight, Chunjun and Lihuo pointed their swords at the back, and the spells of the other four people whizzed away.
Low-level ghosts follow their instincts and quickly become stronger by devouring each other, so ghost cultivators may not necessarily be the same cultivators in life.
Of course, the chances of a monk transforming into a ghost cultivator during his lifetime are relatively high and relatively stronger. Some of them even master the spells and even magic weapons that they were proficient in during their lifetime.
But ghost cultivators do not have the wisdom to support each other. As long as they do not attack themselves, they will hide among the ghosts and look for opportunities to attack the living, even if the Taoist has clearly shown that he can see through ghosts. The ability to repair.
Otherwise, these ghost cultivators would be really troublesome.
“Daddy, save me!”
Among the ghosts, a petite and graceful girl in yellow suddenly ran out, but she looked like Yuan Xiaodie. That cry of "Daddy" made Yuan Wuwang's heart skip a beat, and he felt affection for the girl.
Just the next moment, the light of the two swords struck, and then the "Yuan Xiaodie" was chopped, crushed into nothingness and disappeared.
Yuan Wuwu also escaped from this ghost illusion in time.
"Qingyue, save me!"
Suddenly among the ghosts, a bloody Taoist with a sword came out. The cry of Qingyue made Lin Qingyue tremble in her heart, but she Use reason to exercise restraint.
The next moment, several fire dragons pounced, and the illusion formed by the ghost cultivator was completely destroyed by Lin Chuanli, who looked excited, and the aftermath of the foehn wind covered a cloud of ghosts.
“How much do you want to kill me?”
Lu Cheng cursed in his heart, but he kept using the sword skills in his hand, still trying his best to sense the ghost cultivators among the many ghosts around him. .
At this moment, Lin Qingyue sacrificed a purple silk ribbon, which carried a piece of cold flame and fell among the ghosts.
“Found you!”
But after observing for a long time, I made some guesses.
Ribbon belt magic weapon is one of the types of magic weapon commonly used by female fairies. It can be used to whip and control when attacking, and it can be wrapped around the body for protection. It can also be used for beautiful decoration even in ordinary times. This second-level purple silk ribbon Top grade is one of Lin Qingyue's usual magic weapons.
Purple silk was flying and shrouded, and a large amount of cold flames transformed by mana fell under the cover.
However, the black shadow of the ghost cultivator opened its mouth and spit out an ancient lamp. The wick of the ancient lamp turned into a piece of white flame, setting fire to the sky. It actually easily blocked Lin Qingyue's long-awaited attack. A blow.
This ancient lamp must be of great quality, otherwise it would not be forgotten even after death.
"Jin Xi Lantern? It turns out that Shen Yulong died here. No wonder he suddenly disappeared decades ago."
The Jin Xi Lantern is obviously a good magic weapon. Seeing this, Lin Chuanli immediately mobilized his magic power to use the fire Jiao attacked the ghost cultivator who controlled the ancient lamp magic weapon.
Han Ling, Fire Dragon, and White Flame, one after another, the three spells competed with each other. Although Lin Qingyue and Lin Chuanli teamed up to suppress the ghost cultivator who controlled the magic weapon, they were unable to win for a while.
But at this moment, an incandescent brilliance suddenly shot out. The blazing light group was so powerful that it directly exploded the ghost cultivator to pieces. The flames spread and swallowed up a large area of the surrounding ghosts.
Immediately afterwards, the ancient Jinxi lamp was rolled back by a sword light and fell into the hands of the power grid inland city.
With the death of this ghost cultivator, even if there are still ghost cultivators hiding among the surrounding ghosts, they feel instinctive fear at this moment, and they recede like the tide.
But at this moment, Lin Chuanli's gaze fell firmly on Lu Cheng's hand. It was a three-inch vermilion jade tablet, a second-level high-grade magical weapon, the Lieyang Ling, and a cyan ancient lamp. , the second-order high-grade magic weapon Jinxi Lamp.
Lin Chuanli is good at fire magic. These two second-level fire magic weapons each have their own magical uses. The former was bought by Lu Cheng at the Liujin Ancient Artifact Shop in the past two years. With his financial resources, and character, of course what I bought was a good magic weapon.
"Okay, stop looking. If you really want to split the profits after leaving this place, you can just take that ancient lamp magic weapon."
Lin Qingyue is here Said the side.
This time there were five people in the group. The Yuan family father and daughter only wanted one Foundation Building Pill that Lin Chuanli had promised before, so the rest of the harvest would naturally be divided equally between Lin Qingyue, Lin Chuanli, and Lu Cheng.
Lu Cheng had an advantage in terms of personal combat power, but without Lin Qingyue and Lin Chuanli deducing formations, he would not be able to figure out the origin of this legacy residence and would not enter at all.
"Uncle Seventeen is truly a genius in formations. He has set up formations to absorb the vitality of the world and actually raised such a ghost cave. What kind of power will it be when the formations are fully operational?"
After collecting the Yin Crystals on the ground, the five people continued to move forward and explored deeper into the tomb.
It’s just that they have learned the lesson before. This time they encounter the mummy in the tomb again. Unless it really has a lot of property on it, the five of them will not touch it again. The ghost is invisible and has no substance. Coupled with the special environment here, no one knows how many ghosts and even ghost cultivators who long for reincarnation are hidden in a dried corpse.
It's just that the deeper you go into this cave, the more ghosts there are. Sometimes after using various magic to explore, you find that you can't avoid it, so you can only rely on magic to force your way down.
A separate room in the cave.
The five of them were casting spells and controlling magic weapons to suppress the ghosts. Suddenly, there were sounds of thunder and explosions coming from far and near. Bang.
The stone wall on one side of the stone room suddenly burst open, and a dark red centipede as thick as an adult cattle flew in from the other side.
It's just that this centipede beast, which has a strong demonic aura and is at least in the foundation-building realm, is in an extremely miserable state with its carapace shattered.
It had no spare time to pay attention to Lu Cheng, Lin Qingyue and others in the stone room. Instead, it quickly turned around and stared at the damaged wall that it had smashed in. It made a fierce but fearful cry. Grow.
“Humph, evildoer, why don’t you die quickly!”
Following this scolding, in the midst of the billowing smoke, a man dressed in black and white robes, holding a talisman that flashed with electric light. Zhi, an old Taoist with a cold and stern look on his brows, walked in with his disciples on both sides.
This old Taoist has an eagle nose, a wide mouth and high cheekbones. At this moment, he is full of murderous intent, and his face is filled with a sinister and ferocious look. Coupled with the two slanting eyebrows flying into the temples, Huang Zhanzhan makes it even more... He added a bit of arrogance. Wearing a black belt around his waist, hanging a wooden sword and a hexagram money bag, he walked forward with his hands behind his back, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.
Even the Taoist men and women following him looked extremely fearful of him.
"Huanhun Mountain, Fang Jiafang Yanling, how could it be this old monster!" At this time, Lin Chuanli next to Lu Cheng cursed and clearly knew this person.
“Let’s go!”
In the next moment, Lin Qingyue shouted lowly, and after winking at Lu Cheng, she took the lead in driving her own purple silk and no longer cared about the evil spirits around her. The ghost, after forcing the opening, flew deeper into the cave.
Lu Cheng patted the Qiankun Bag, and along with the aura, a pair of bat wings spread out behind him, leading him closely behind.
In the past two years in the Evernight City, while Lu Cheng earned a lot of spiritual stones from Wenjianzhai, he also often went to Liujin Ancient Artifact Shop to buy various items. He bought more than a dozen second-level magical artifacts. to cope with different imagined situations.
There is also a lot of money spent on elixirs, spiritual talismans, Taoist books, etc. After all, for Lu Cheng, it makes no sense for the spiritual stones to be piled there. Like the Dark Wind Bat Wing currently used by Lu Cheng, A second-level high-grade magic weapon that can escape extremely fast in an environment with strong Yin Qi.
Which monk in his right mind would buy such a magic weapon?
But it’s not used now.
In Lu Cheng’s opinion, which immortal cultivator will not encounter an environment with strong Yin energy in this life?
So, be prepared.
The wings of the bone bat behind him were flailing faster. Lu Cheng caught up with Lin Qingyue first. He reached out with his hands and pulled her into his arms, and both of them plummeted down together.
Lin Qingyue struggled a little with a blushing face, then she looked at the bat-wing magic weapon on Lu Cheng's back and said softly:
"I will take care of the money when we are together, like You are squandering so much spirit stone that it is really not enough.”
“This is not enough.”
He faced a twisted ghost head, roaring and biting.
Lu Cheng controlled the wings behind his back and led Lin Qingyue in a slight arc to avoid missing the evil head.
“Those people just now were monks from the Luanhun Shanfang family. The patriarch Fang Yanling built the eighth level of cultivation. He is ruthless. I am afraid he has seen the value of this place. Although he knows me and Chuanli, but I’m afraid I will still choose to kill and silence them!”
The first mummy showed that he and others were not the first monks to discover this place.
But the large accumulation of ghosts and ghost cultivators below shows that the monks found here have not yet explored the depths of the tomb.
When Lin Tianshu was alive, he was at the ninth level of foundation building, similar to Fang Yanling, but he was a fourth-level formation master. After Fang Yanling saw the formation pattern here, if he was vicious and selfish, he might risk it. Facing the danger of ruining his family, he chose to kill Lin Qingyue, Lin Chuanli and others in pursuit of further progress in his path.
In fact, Lin Qingyue's inference was completely correct. The evidence was that the monks from the Fang family who accompanied the old Taoist were chasing after Lu Cheng and others.
In the stone chamber just now, the huge third-level earth centipede had been completely killed by Fang Yanling's thunder method. The huge monster body emitted white smoke, and there was a faint smell of burnt incense.
"Clan leader, I know two of those people just now. They are both direct descendants of the Ranmushanlin family. Will we kill them?"
Pa.
Before the middle-aged Taoist finished speaking, he was slapped by the clan leader and spun around in a circle. His cheeks were swollen and his teeth were loose.
"Kill them all, and the Ranmushanlin family will naturally not know about this. If you can't even do this well, what's the point of keeping you here?"
Fang Yanling He said coldly.
The next moment, his whole body soared into the air and turned into a gray cloud, escaping quickly towards the bottom of the cave.
"I am already one hundred and eighty-nine years old. If you continue to look forward and backward without giving up, your path in this life will be hopeless. Looking at the atmosphere of this underground palace, at least it is a Ningsha and Refining Gang series. Senior's legacy, as long as If I can get the legacy of this senior, what if I lose the foundation of Ranhun Mountain? As long as I am still here, as long as I get the opportunity to break through to the realm of Ningsha, I can still build a bigger and more prosperous Fang family."
…
“Ah!”
“Ah!”
In the dark cave room, two monks from the Fang family dressed in black and white robes, one of whom had his face stabbed He slashed his sword from left to right, then spun around and fell to the ground.
One was stabbed into the chest by a flying sword that looked like ice-white jade and was pulled out fiercely.
Lu Cheng and Lin Qingyue looked at each other, then quickly hid deeper in the cave.
Thirteen monks from the Fang family followed their patriarch Fang Yanling. They were all outstanding disciples of the clan. Of course they would not feel that they were weaker than the people who were being hunted.
Even if the mana weapon is slightly weaker, it can always be resisted until the clan leader arrives.
But with this mentality, the two Fang family monks just couldn't survive three attacks and died under their swords.
Lin Qingyue struck out with two swords, while Lu Cheng only struck out with one sword. With the sword intent gaining momentum, the two Fang family monks died before they even had time to sacrifice their defensive weapons.
A moment later, a gray cloud and mist poured into the cave room like a whirlwind. Fang Yanling looked at the two dead tribesmen on the ground, eyes narrowed.
"Trash!"
Although he scolded him like this, he knew in his heart that these two "trash" disciples were already powerful disciples in the family.
They couldn't stop the two people just now, so the other disciples of the Fang family can't stop them either.
However, after Fang Yanling thought for a while, he did not remind the other Fang family children. Instead, he continued to pursue, choosing to use the lives of these Fang family children to delay the time of the two people.
Even if you just want to swing one sword or two swords, it will still waste time.
Lu Cheng and others fled in all directions. Although Lin Qingyue warned everyone, in fact, they had indeed tricked the Yuan family father and daughter.
Because the father and daughter have the weakest magic power, the worst magical weapons, and the slowest escape speed.
Although the third-order centipede made a final struggle and escaped some distance, it was soon overtaken by six monks from the Chaoshun Shanfang family.
Yuan Wuwang and Yuan Xiaodie, father and daughter, used the special Liuhe Formation, but with two against six, this Liuhe Formation did not work. The father and daughter were fighting against each other with magical weapons. Things are getting tougher and tougher.
"Go!"
At the critical moment, Yuan Wuwang hurriedly hit an iron ball.
The thunderbolt fell, triggering bursts of electric current with great power, destroying a large stone chamber. Unfortunately, the two Fang family members cleverly avoided it.
He was also too greedy and wanted to kill two opponents, but in the end, he failed to kill either of them. This Tianleizi is already Yuan Wuwu's last one.
It’s just that the monks from the Fang family around him were worried that he still had magic weapons like Tianleizi, so they slowly surrounded him from all sides and suppressed him cautiously.
"Hey, this little lady is really good with her thin skin and tender flesh! Don't kill her for a while. After the clan leader explores the ancient tomb, this little lady will be left to our brothers to take turns to use."
The words in his mouth were scolding. They were lustful and shameless, but the eyes of the six Fang family monks who surrounded them all showed caution.
Although that little beauty is good, you have to live to enjoy it.
(End of this chapter)