Wang Chuan, Liu Xianer, Wei Zhen and Wei Xing looked at each other, and there was a complicated and shocked look in their eyes.
When the corpse of the Ghost Saint appeared, they were all extremely desperate and thought they were dead. After all, the aura of the corpse of the Ghost Saint was so terrifying that they didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.
But what they didn't expect was that in just a blink of an eye, the Ghost Saint's corpse was destroyed by Ling Xiao, and not even a trace was left.
Ling Xiao became more and more mysterious in their hearts.
They even felt a little regretful. Ling Xiao's fighting power was so terrifying. Even if Senior Brother Xue Hua came, would he be able to kill him
"No, we must inform Senior Brother Xue about this!"
Wang Chuan and Liu Xian'er looked at each other and made a secret decision.
boom!
But at this moment, something unexpected happened.
A mysterious ghost shadow silently gathered in the void, looked at Ling Xiao with great resentment, and instantly pounced on Wang Chuan, Liu Xian'er and the other three.
The ghost shadow appeared too suddenly, and there was no struggle at all. Wang Chuan and the other three had no time to react, and were invaded by the ghost shadow in an instant.
"Ah... What is this?!"
Wang Chuan, Liu Xian'er and the other three all looked pale and wanted to roar in anger, but they seemed to be strangled by some mysterious existence. Their bodies were shaking violently, their eyes were filled with extreme fear, and they didn't make any sound at all.
They felt that the life in their bodies was rapidly ebbing away, and a fear and threat of death enveloped them. Their eyes were full of pleading, and they were all looking at Ling Xiao, hoping that Ling Xiao could save them at this moment.
But Ling Xiao sat cross-legged in the underground palace with his eyes closed, surrounded by a mysterious light, as if he had fallen into the deepest state of cultivation, and had no idea of the situation they were facing.
However, even if Ling Xiao knew, whether he was willing to save them or not is probably another matter.
Wang Chuan, Liu Xian'er and the other three were quickly drained of their life essence by the ghost. Even their souls were completely devoured, and they turned into four mummies. Until their death, their eyes were still filled with unwillingness and regret.
After devouring Wang Chuan and the other three, the four ghost shadows flashed in the void and condensed into a phantom again. It looked slightly more solid, and had a hideous face and two horns on its head. It was surprisingly similar to the ghost shadow in the Nine Tribulations Ghost Lotus.
The remaining soul of the Ghost Saint was not completely destroyed!
He looked at Ling Xiao with great resentment, with a hint of deep fear in his eyes. In an instant, there was a flash of light, and he disappeared into the underground palace.
"The remnant soul of the Ghost Saint?"
After the Ghost Saint left, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed and he slowly opened his eyes.
He had just felt the breath of that ghost, but because he was refining the calamity energy, he had no time to look around, and that ghost looked extremely strange. Four powerful God Kings who had reached perfection in the realm of God were actually sucked into mummies by it. He was afraid that Ling Xiao might not be able to keep him.
The Nine Tribulations Ghost Lotus provided Ling Xiao with thousands of Tribulations Qi, but it only condensed half of his left palm and did not completely solidify it. It can be imagined that the more time passes, the more Tribulations Qi he will need.
Ling Xiao could feel that the remaining soul of the Ghost Saint was so powerful that he was probably not an ordinary saint, otherwise he would not have been able to survive until this time.
However, the death of Wang Chuan, Liu Xian'er and the other three also saved Ling Xiao from having to take action.
After all, they are all disciples of the Temple of War God. If I kill them personally, there will inevitably be some trouble.
When Ling Xiao was about to leave the underground palace, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.
He suddenly discovered that there was a mysterious plaque in the underground palace, with two large characters in ancient seal script on it: Ghost King!
This plaque and the one outside seem to be one with each other, and they both exude an aura that is easily overlooked. The two together form four words.
The Ghost King of Creation!
Ling Xiao had never heard of this name before. Perhaps it was because the time was too long ago. He didn't know which peerless figure in which era he would die here.
Moreover, Ling Xiao actually felt a very faint sealing fluctuation from the two words "Ghost King"!
"Could it be that there are other secret realms or caves?"
Ling Xiao's eyes moved, and he instantly performed the Heaven-Swallowing Secret Art, directly refining the seal above the two words "Ghost King". This time, Ling Xiao felt an aura from the seal that was similar to that of the ghost shadow, but completely different, which made Ling Xiao a little confused.
Buzz!
The underground palace trembled slightly, and a brilliant light burst out. In the center of the underground palace, an ancient door with black and white colors intertwined appeared. It seemed to appear out of thin air, emitting strong spatial fluctuations.
The ancient gate was interwoven with black and white divine light. The black divine light contained evil and deadly fluctuations, while the white divine light contained a holy and vital aura. The two power fluctuations were completely different, but they formed an incomparable perfect balance.
There was a gleam of light in Ling Xiao's eyes. He pondered for a moment, then stepped into the ancient gate.
Boom!
A brilliant light burst out before my eyes, and the scene suddenly changed drastically.
Ling Xiao appeared in the void, as if overlooking the earth below, but what he saw before him made him dazzled.
"This... is actually Chaos Demon Ridge?"
Ling Xiao muttered to himself, but he was cautious by nature and had already used the secret technique of covering the sky to restrain his aura.
He saw a huge mountain range stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, emitting an ancient and majestic aura. However, most of the mountain was shrouded in a mysterious chaotic energy, with only part of the mountain exposed.
It was as if it was separated by a space barrier, forming different mysterious scenes.
In other words, what Ling Xiao saw now was the real Luanmo Ridge!
Before, what Ling Xiao, Wang Chuan and others saw was the Chaos Demon Ridge, which was tens of thousands of miles in radius and was ordinary. That was only a part of it that was revealed, and there was a much larger area that was hidden. It was not until this moment that Ling Xiao saw the full picture.
The shrouded area is full of majestic mountains, stone forests, countless broken weapons and huge corpses, exuding a monstrous evil spirit, like a Shura hell.
There was a flash of sharpness in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he instantly leaped towards the shrouded area.
"This place... has been sealed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years!"
There was a gleam of light in Ling Xiao's eyes. This place was like an ancient battlefield, filled with wind and sand. Countless powerful weapons were broken, and even lost any spirituality, turning into scrap metal.
Although countless years have passed, Ling Xiao could still vaguely see those powerful corpses. There were powerful humans, demons, and monsters that were thousands or even hundreds of thousands of feet tall.
The deaths of those corpses were extremely miserable. They must have experienced extremely horrific fighting before they died!
(End of this chapter)