The two of them shuttled through the tomb room one after the other, surrounded by a terrifying aura. Susu followed Zhao Jiuge cautiously, heading towards the source of the spiritual power fluctuations.
"Isn't it the birth of a spiritual treasure?" Zhao Jiuge asked with joy. The jade tube records a kind of magic weapon, which is born and raised by nature.
Susu, who was still a little afraid of the surrounding atmosphere, with her heart in doubt, pouted her lips when she heard this, raised her brows, and said angrily, "You have some common sense, okay? Not to mention how difficult it is to meet Tongtian Lingbao, and Is there such a small movement when encountering spiritual power fluctuations? I guess there are probably some ghosts or mountain spirits practicing in front of me."
After hearing this, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but have an embarrassed look on his face, and then his eyes calmed down. Unknown things are scary. He has never been taught carefully by anyone, so it is inevitable that he does not understand many things.
The closer to the front, the more conspicuous the green light is, which can be clearly seen with the naked eye. Green smoke lingers in the night air, and a faint smell of corpse enters the nasal cavity. Zhao Jiuge frowned, looked ahead solemnly, and took a step forward to walk in front of Su Su.
At the same time, his right hand holding the green sword was gently placed across his chest, and the little spiritual power remaining in his body began to circulate quickly. He felt the feeling of strength filling his whole body, and his anxious heart finally fell.
What surprised Zhao Jiuge was that Su Su also activated her spiritual power at the same time, and a faint protective spiritual light spread around her body. As the two people's spiritual power circulated, Su Su's nervous expression returned to its original state, and it was still the same. That cute, cute and spiritual girl just blinked slightly with meaningful eyes when she saw Zhao Jiuge taking a step forward to protect her.
Feeling Su Su's spiritual power running, he couldn't see through Su Su's cultivation. It seemed that there was some kind of magic weapon on his body to hide his aura. He shook his head lightly without thinking much, looked around carefully and walked over.
The further he walked, Zhao Jiuge discovered that many coffins were exposed on the soil. The black and red paint on some coffin boards had fallen off due to the passage of time, and the smell of moldy corpses became stronger and stronger. .
The densely packed coffins were arranged horizontally and neatly in a circle. Some coffins had their lids tilted, and the coffins were empty. Some of them could clearly see the bodies lying inside through the gaps on the edges of the coffin lids. The broken clothes and corpses were all rotten. Vague.
As the two of them walked forward, their breathing became softer, as if their hearts were being squeezed tightly by a big hand. The strange scenes and depressing atmosphere around them made everyone breathless. As they walked closer and closer, all around them The coffins placed horizontally were neatly placed toward the sunken ground in the center. The ground in the middle was no longer visible. It was a large pit from which the swirling green light curtain emanated.
The two of them walked closer and closer, not even hiding the sound of their footsteps. The gorgeous spiritual light spread around the body, not condensing the aura of their arrival at all, as if they were aware of the stranger's approach, and the green smoke that filled the air was still. Not moving, as if frozen.
Zhao Jiuge and Su Su stopped near the many coffins, staring closely at the sunken soil in the middle, ready to react at any time if there was any change.
"Jiejiejiejiejie..." A string of harsh and shrill laughter suddenly came.
The green smoke in the sunken position gradually faded until it disappeared, and then a withered and thin human figure appeared, which can be more appropriately described as a mummy-like creature. His exposed hands and face were like dead branches that were about to dry out. Only a layer of skin was left, with wrinkles crisscrossing them. He was dressed in black linen clothes that clung tightly to his body. The nails on his hands stretched straight for about a foot. Looking at it, Everything is pitch black.
Although the face is dry and thin, it is extremely white but not shiny. It has a sickly color, as if several boxes of white rouge powder have been applied on it. A pair of eyes are dark and cold, shining brightly, and the lips are really delicate and red, like blood. Just like that, the strange face was smiling strangely at this time.
The sudden appearance of this person, with his weird dress and appearance, made Zhao Jiuge and Su Su gasp at the same time. They were both young and didn't have much experience. Zhao Jiuge was okay. After all, there was a beautiful woman beside him, and he endured it. Feeling nervous inside, Su Su let out a soft sigh, took a step back, pulled Zhao Jiuge's sleeves, and hid behind him.
Looking at the boy and girl in front of him, the skinny man stuck out his disgusting tongue, and then hooked it on his lips. With a salivating look, he looked at the two people's weak cultivation, and couldn't help but smile and said, "I didn't expect to practice here. And the delicacies delivered to the door are two monks, and the taste of blood essence must be a hundred times more powerful than ordinary people." The voice was harsh, as if there was a fish bone stuck in the throat.
Hearing the words of the skinny man, Zhao Jiuge's eyes narrowed and his hair stood on end. Then he shouted uncertainly, "Evil heretic!"
"Bah, can he be regarded as a heretic here? That's still praising him." Unexpectedly, Su Su's delicate face was full of disdain at this time, and he cursed playfully.
"Hey, there's also a pretty little sister. Hehehehe, she's still a virgin. The essence and blood on her body must be more delicious. Let's start with you." The harsh words were spoken as soon as the last word was finished. The sharp smile on his face turned into an afterimage and rushed towards him, while his body exuded a faint green smoke.
Seeing the skinny man rushing towards him, he didn't hesitate at all. He stood on the spot and slashed diagonally with his sword lightly. Not knowing the depth of the attacker, Zhao Jiuge could only give it a try first.
"Bang" a crisp sound of metal colliding.
Then Zhao Jiuge discovered that the blue long sword that originally exuded a faint spiritual light was now a little gray in color, and there was still a gray smoke around the sword. He didn't have time to think too much, and the skinny men immediately rushed at him after one blow. Zhao Jiuge raised the sword and raised it. In front of him, the skinny man resisted the fierce grabbing with both hands.
"Bang, bang, click..." The sound of impact kept coming. At this time, Zhao Jiuge suddenly discovered that there was a pair of dark sharp claws on the dark nails on the skinny man's hands.
As the fight continued, Zhao Jiuge found that the body of the cyan long sword in his hand was covered with more and more gray smoke, and the aura of the long sword became increasingly dim.
"Boom"
A crisp sound came, and the green long sword broke. The broken front half lay quietly on the soil on the ground. The whole body was already wrapped in gray smoke. When the smoke came into contact with the green grass on the ground, it quickly withered. .
The magic weapon fell off, and the skinny man's right hand touched Zhao Jiuge's left shoulder, opening a foot-long wound. Strangely, the upper wound opened up but no blood flowed out, and the area around the wound showed a deathly gray color. , and exudes a faint smell of decay.
Zhao Jiuge was immediately shocked. During the fight just now, he discovered that the skinny man's spiritual power was strange. They were both in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Even if he was injured and his spiritual power was exhausted, he wouldn't still have streaks of energy every time he competed. The thread-like smoke entwined around me, constantly distracting me, and I had to use the excess spiritual power to wrap and refine it.
Looking at Zhao Jiuge's surprised expression, the skinny man couldn't help but feel smug on his face, grinning and snorting, "You know how powerful I am? The Corpse Gathering Art I practice specializes in absorbing the corpse energy mixed with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then Rotate the body, so that my spiritual power will be equipped with the power of corpse energy, hahaha."
What the skinny man said was correct, but what he didn't know was that when he practiced the Corpse Gathering Art, he was also consuming the essence and blood in his body, so whenever he practiced for a period of time, he had to absorb the essence and blood of living people. In order to replenish one's physical strength, all those who practice the Corpse Gathering Art are like a human being and a ghost.
All things in the world have spirits, so the techniques created are all kinds of strange, and there are many kinds of them. Each technique will eventually lead to different properties of the condensed spiritual elixir. Even rubbish techniques cannot even be used to cultivate the elixir. The so-called elixir becomes nine. Quality, skills are the most important. Cultivation of immortals is inherently about acting against nature and pays attention to a step-by-step approach. Although people who follow the evil and crooked path gain power faster, there are advantages and disadvantages, which can lead to physical insufficiency or mental damage.
Zhao Jiuge's face was a bit ugly when his body was injured. The gray smoke from the wound penetrated into his body and was slowly refined by his own spiritual power, and finally disappeared. Zhao Jiuge was not very worried about this. He was just thinking about how to deal with the skinny man in front of him. .
Looking out of the corner of his eye, Su Su was standing next to him. Seeing that he was frustrated, he laughed heartlessly, looking like he was watching the show, and did not step forward to help at all. When he saw Zhao Jiuge's peripheral vision glance towards Myself, I have the look on my face like you are asking me to ask for help.
Zhao Jiuge pursed his lips and snorted coldly in his heart. He was a man. No matter what, he had his own pride. Although Su Su would not be so cold-blooded and sincerely saw nothing, he had his own principles. Then he stopped looking at Su Su. Su, gritted his teeth and looked at the skinny man.
At this moment, the skinny man rushed over like the wind, rolling up afterimages. The sharp claws of his hands shone sharply under the moonlight.
Seeing that Zhao Jiuge ignored him like a stubborn donkey and was really ready to rush forward and fight with his bare hands, Susu couldn't help but sigh and shouted anxiously like he hated iron, "Mu Mu, don't you still have a magic flag?" Use that against him.”