The fist-sized heart was beating slightly, and it was held in the hand by the ghost claws that were always covered with red hair. The cultivator from the ninth level of Jue Chen looked at Jiang Xiaofan with a deathly expression on his face, his face was filled with fear. and despair, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, filled with bloodshot eyes.
Eventually, those eyes gradually lost their sparkle and luster. The ghost claw that penetrated his chest slowly retreated, and his body fell down with a general sound. His body was dyed red with blood, and his eyes were dead. Stare.
Seeing this scene with their own eyes, the two of them felt their scalps numb. At this time, the surrounding fog became thicker and thicker. A figure covered in blood stood in front of him, his face was pale, and he put the heart in his hand into his mouth. , the rattling Jue started chewing, and suddenly raised his head, with blood flowing down his chin, and grinned at them.
But in an instant, the ghost figure disappeared again, and the surrounding fog filled the air, instantly covering the front. They couldn't notice anything, but at last they saw two blood-red eyes disappearing in a flash.
This scene was so horrifying that the two of them stood stupidly outside the ancient tomb, completely shocked by the scene in front of them. They did not move for a while. It was not until a long time passed that the two of them shivered.
The ancient tomb was right in front, so naturally they would not retreat. They stepped into it and passed by the corpse lying on the ground. His body was dyed red with blood, his chest was empty, and his heart had disappeared.
The corpse still maintained the expression it had before death, with its eyes staring fixedly, unblinking. However, at the next moment, those eyes suddenly started to move, and the corners of his mouth split at a strange angle.
I don't know when, those eyes had turned demonic green, with a little white pupils in them. His hands were already covered with green hair, dense and intimidating, and he grabbed at Jiang Xiaofan on the side.
Jiang Xiaofan's expression remained unchanged, with a flash of light in his hand, a head flew out, bringing out a stream of blood, which was sprinkled on the tomb wall. He curled his lips and said, "You want to scare the uncle, right? I already knew it." This will happen!"
They had just met a person not long ago, and they didn't know how he became a ghost, but it was conceivable that he was already dead at that time and was harmed by other ghosts. Based on this, they would naturally be on guard.
The ancient tombs extend in all directions, and the air is freezing. They walk along one of the roads toward the depths at will. The air inside is very humid, and there is an unspeakable smell in the air, which makes them very uncomfortable.
"Gaba Gaba..."
Suddenly, such a sound came from the deep darkness, as if a wild animal was tearing bones.
In such a silent environment, such a voice suddenly came out, which made the two people's hearts skip a beat. In the deep darkness, blood-red and demon-green eyes flashed from time to time, making people's hair stand on end.
"Yin spirits, and there are so many of them, I'm really unlucky this time!" Qin Luola shrugged.
Jiang Xiaofan looked down upon him and lectured loudly: "Aren't they just a few brats? What's the big deal? You are the core disciple of Tianyun Peak and a master of the fantasy god realm. What are you afraid of? You are really worthless!"
"If your legs didn't shake, this sentence would be very powerful."
Jiang Xiaofan: “…”
The two of them walked forward, along the damp bluestone steps of the ancient tomb. It was different from the outside. After entering the ancient tomb, they felt the cold air, and the air was filled with the smell of death.
There was a cold chill in the air, and the two of them were even more vigilant, because this was a large tomb, which was probably left by the madman thousands of years ago. If some mechanism was accidentally touched, there might be something wrong. Worry about life.
"Shua..."
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew through, the air shook, and a big black hand came out. Its claws were as long as chopsticks. It was pitch black, flashing with a cold light, and a rotten aura rushed towards his face.
The two of them had extraordinary spiritual senses and sensed the danger. They retreated at the same time to avoid the ghost claw.
But Jiang Xiaofan was furious. Damn it, it happened every time. From time to time, he would poke out a ghost claw, making the two of them really feel like prey waiting to be slaughtered. This feeling was very unpleasant. This time he directly When he moved, the silver divine light flashed, and after each step he rushed into the mist, and he raised his hand and slapped him.
"boom… "
A figure filled with deathly aura was pulled out, with disheveled hair, ten fingernails as long as chopsticks, and blood-red eyes. Its skin was completely rotten, and a stench came from it.
Qin Luo next to him opened his eyes wide. This kid must have been stimulated. He looked timid before, but now he is so violent. He rushed directly into the darkness and rushed into the darkness. A decaying ghost corpse was photographed, the contrast was too great!
On the ground, the ghost corpse had disheveled hair, demonic green eyes, and a rotten body. It roared like a wild beast, and rushed towards Qin Luo next to it, but this time it chose the wrong target again, because of this The person is stronger than the person who slapped it away. He raised his leg and kicked it away.
As luck would have it, Jiang Xiaofan had just rushed out of the fog and saw the ghost corpse flying over. The stench made him almost vomit, and he felt unhappy immediately. He slapped the ghost corpse almost to pieces in the head. .
The ghost corpse fell to the ground and was attacked in the middle by two people one after another. It received two slaps from Jiang Xiaofan and a kick from Qin Luo. It was about to fall apart. It opened its mouth and let out a roar, which was even worse than the sound of a wild beast. Somewhat creepy.
"Call you sister!"
Jiang Xiaofan swore directly, raised his leg and kicked the ghost corpse in half.
He clapped his hands and finished the work, but Qin Luo was a little stunned. He looked at Jiang Xiaofan blankly, pointed a finger behind Jiang Xiaofan, and said: "It doesn't seem to be calling for sister, it seems to be calling for help. .”
Is this dry humor? Jiang Xiaofan turned his head in confusion, and then he was dumbfounded. He jumped back in shock. In the darkness behind him, dense and strange eyes appeared, some were demon green, some were blood red, full of sinister and bloodthirsty light. .
"There's someone behind you too!" Jiang Xiaofan woke up kindly.
Qin Luo turned his head, and the path they came in was already filled with those monster eyes. A strong breath of death hit his face, and there was even a disgusting rotten smell that impacted the visual nerves of the two of them. .
"That brother, I see you again!"
Qin Luo shouted, and in the flash of divine light, he saw that familiar face again. Not long ago, it was a living person, but now it was a pale-faced ghost, looking at them blankly. .
Qin Luo and Jiang Xiaofan stood back to back, looking ahead warily and asked, "What should I do?"
"Hit them!"
Jiang Xiaofan is still so simple, but now, he no longer feels scared.
"They are not human beings. Can you say something else? Don't always talk about beating them up."
"Okay, let me change my sentence." Jiang Xiaofan nodded and said, "Beat them to death!"
"Well, that's right!"
Qin Luo nodded with satisfaction and rushed out. The place suddenly flashed with light, the sword energy was everywhere, and the combat power of the fantasy god realm was shocking. As long as these Yin spirits were exposed, they would not be Qin Luo's opponent at all and would only be slaughtered.
Jiang Xiaofan also moved, and he moved forward. With a flash of light in his hand, the Demon Sword came out and struck down with force.
"Puff puff… "
One after another, the ghosts fell to the ground, their heads chopped off, or their bodies shattered. The ground was covered with black blood, making a squeaking sound, and a disgusting stench filled the entire road. What a wide passage.
Jiang Xiaofan once again saw how powerful Qin Luo was. He was truly worthy of being a strong man in the realm of phantom gods. In some aspects, he was indeed far beyond his comparison. No Yin spirit could come within three meters of Qin Luo. Occasionally, streaks of light would pass by around him, but whenever they appeared, the ghosts would be obliterated.
"This thief has two brushes!"
Jiang Xiaofan pursed his lips, but he was not weak either. Although he was in the Juechen realm, his speed was so fast that even Qin Luo was stunned. He moved on the Phantom God Step, almost turning into a bolt of lightning that crisscrossed the Yin Spirits, and then Coupled with the indestructible Demon Sword, as long as he passes through a place, the heads of ghosts will be cut off and completely destroyed.
"Be careful, there are powerful undead spirits mixed in!"
Suddenly, Qin Luo shouted at Jiang Xiaofan.
Jiang Xiaofan was startled. He felt an extremely strong aura of death and hurriedly looked back. A black shadow stuck to his back like a ghost, showing him a sinister smile with sinister teeth.
This is a figure covered in blood, with a pale complexion and a rotten mouth, revealing a strong aura of death, like a source of death. This is a dead spirit, dozens of times more powerful than ordinary Yin spirits. times.
Jiang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes and recognized this undead spirit. It was the one he saw at the exit of the ancient tomb not long ago. It killed a cultivator from the ninth level of the world and swallowed his heart. ,very scary!
"Boom..."
Although he was thinking, he did not hesitate in his hand. The Demonic Sword passed through the air and slashed out in an instant. A dozen powerful sword energies were dazzling, illuminating the dark ancient tomb.
However, what was surprising was that the sword struck the air, and silently, the dead spirit disappeared from the eyes of the two of them.
Both Jiang Xiaofan and Qin Luo were shocked, but there was no time for them to be shocked. The ghost spirits around them gathered around them again, lingering in the air of death, their claws were pitch black and shone with a cold light.
"Pfft..."
Jiang Xiaofan took action again, and black blood spattered instantly. The Demonic Sword penetrated a figure with demonic green eyes, bringing out a pungent liquid. A sharp scream came out, which was so harsh that it made his eardrums hurt. .
"Call you uncle, go to hell!"
The silver divine light surged, the Taoist sutra began to circulate, and the powerful force shattered the body in an instant.