Tomb of Six Immortals
In the evening, Zhao Rui took a car to the outside of the city, found a small hill with no one around, and after making sure that there were no one around, he took out the Tomb Entry Immortal Tablet from the Qiankun Ring.
The weather at night was not very good, the dark clouds filled the air, the full moon was almost completely covered, and there was only very faint moonlight, trying to break through the cover of the black clouds and fall to the ground.
Zhao Rui held the celestial tablet high and let the moonlight melt into it.
It took twice as much time as before, and the Immortal Card of Entering the Tomb gradually responded.
A faint milky white light shone from the inside of the fairy card.
After a long time, as the moonlight continued to merge into the fairy card, the milky white light gradually became brighter, forming circles of halos around the fairy card entering the tomb.
The halo gradually expanded and became bigger and bigger, and the nearby space began to vibrate and distort.
Immediately afterwards, the ancient stone gate slowly appeared from the distorted space with a rumbling sound, and the silver fairy ladder also extended from the side of the stone gate to Zhao Rui's feet.
Zhao Rui saw that the ancient stone gate had appeared, so he put the immortal tablet into the Qiankun ring, and then walked along the fairy ladder and entered the ancient stone gate.
In a blink of an eye, Zhao Rui entered the Immortal and Demon Cemetery from a small hill, and the ancient stone gate disappeared the moment he entered the cemetery.
The familiar cold air hit his face, and Zhao Rui couldn't help but sneezed.
Turning his head and looking around, the fairy tombs are neatly arranged like a forest.
Zhao Rui wandered through the forest of steles, carefully searching the sixth-level fairy tomb, and finally stopped in front of a large ice tomb more than ten meters high.
In the ice tomb, there is a huge western demon frozen in ice.
The Western Demon's body seemed to be insubstantial, made up of thick black mist, holding a dagger with black mist floating in his hand, but the dagger was too damaged to be used.
However, the dark red blood left on the dagger is enough to show that in the war, how many oriental immortals became the souls of the dagger.
Zhao Rui looked at the western demon carefully for a while, but he couldn't see his face clearly.
Because his face was completely hidden under a silver mask.
The silver mask exudes a cold and strange brilliance, just looking at it makes people feel shuddering.
This is a monster!
When Zhao Rui saw the mask, he immediately made a judgment.
He looked down at the inscription erected in front of the tomb.
According to the records in the ancient inscriptions, this western demon was named Huss, and in ancient times, he was a well-known high-level demon in the western hell.
Nether Demon Hous was born in the Styx River in the Western Hell. The Styx Dagger in his hand condensed the grievances and curses of countless ghosts in the Styx River. The curse and venom of the ghost will directly penetrate into the soul and severely damage the soul!
However, the gods and demons all have incomparable supernatural powers. With just a Styx dagger, let alone assassinate the gods and demons, they can't even get close!
However, by chance, Nether Demon Hous obtained a rare treasure, that is, the silver mask on his face-the Nether Mask!
The ghost mask is an evil thing born in the West in ancient times.
The blood of sinners, brutal souls and hell mithril from hell are mixed together. After countless dark years of fusion, this ghost mask is naturally formed.
One of the biggest effects of this ghost mask is that it can change the breath of the wearer.
Any creature, even gods and demons, has a very special aura. Usually, the stronger the aura of a powerful gods and demons, the more frightening their power.
However, this ghost mask can hide the aura of a powerful god and demon without a trace, making it impossible for people to detect it!
In addition, it can also make an ordinary human being exude a powerful power and aura like a high-level god and demon, making people fear, submit, and even surrender without fighting.
After obtaining this ghost mask, Huss put it on and never took it off again, and no one knew what his real face looked like.
However, his reputation is getting bigger and bigger. From an unknown hell demon, he has become a super killer that makes Western gods and demons feel extremely afraid.
When the ancient war started, Nether Demon Hous used his talent for assassination to the fullest. The number of oriental demons assassinated by him was simply innumerable.
Later, the eastern immortals mobilized huge manpower and material resources to set up traps. After losing many people, they finally killed the underworld demon Housi and sealed them in this fairy tomb.
After reading the introduction about this inscription, Zhao Rui's heart was ignited with a burning desire.
This ghost mask is undoubtedly a very evil treasure, but no matter how evil it is, it cannot cover up the brilliance of this ancient treasure!
In fact, the ghost mask is the treasure that almost all assassins who walk in the dark dream of!
If this ghost mask falls outside, it will definitely cause a huge commotion and lead to a cruel and bloody fight!
Just imagine, if you were sleeping or retreating, suddenly there was an assassin beside you without a sound, but you didn't notice it, how terrible it would be!
Zhao Ruiqiang suppressed the joy in his heart and prepared to open the tomb to get the treasure.
This ghost mask is also of great value to him. It can not only cover his face and hide his identity, but also enhance his strength. It is really practical!
Zhao Rui took a deep breath, pressed his palms against the ice layer, condensed his whole body's true energy, injected it into the ice layer, and began to break the ancient magic circle on the ice tomb.
Since he had already had experience in breaking the ancient spell circle, Zhao Rui's opening of the tomb was relatively smooth this time. He continued to inject true energy and completely erased the ancient spell on the ancient spell circle.
At the moment when the ancient magic circle was erased by Zhao Rui, there was a crisp "click", and the ice tomb split from the middle, and slowly moved to the two sides, revealing the corpse of Nether Demon Huss.
The moment he came into contact with the air, Nether Demon Hous melted into a puff of smoke and disappeared invisible, while the broken Styx dagger in his hand and the Nether mask on his face fell to the ground. Make a crisp clicking sound.
Zhao Rui bent down, first picked up the Styx dagger, and threw it into the Qiankun ring. Although it was broken and unusable, it was an ancient relic after all, and it might be useful in the future if kept.
Immediately, he picked up the most important ghost mask, held it in his hand, and looked at it carefully.
This ghost mask is made of pure silver. The cold and eerie silver light flows back and forth on the mask. It has a seductive charm that makes people want to put this mask on their face right away. .
However, just when Zhao Rui was about to do this, a cold undercurrent flowed out from the mask and penetrated into the meridians.
Zhao Rui immediately became vigilant and began to consider the consequences of wearing a mask.
Because all the treasures of monsters usually carry the violent and cruel aura of the original owner, which is very difficult to control. If you are not careful, the treasure will not be obtained, but your sanity will be affected and you will fall into the devil.
The danger that occurred when he obtained the Bloodthirsty Demon Saber was a lesson from the past.
Of course, vigilance does not mean giving up. If such a treasure is not used properly, it will be a waste of money!
After resting at the same place for a while, to restore the spiritual power in his body to its peak state, Zhao Rui picked up the mask and put it on his face slowly.
The mask sticks to the skin, which feels a bit cold and uncomfortable.
Soon, the mask and the skin were glued together so tightly that there were hardly any gaps, as if the face was born this way.
And that cold feeling began to invade and spread into the body, making Zhao Rui feel as if he had entered the Antarctic ice cellar, it was bitingly cold.
Not only that, some hallucinations began to appear in front of Zhao Rui:
A long river that was so wide that there was no end to it slowly unfolded in front of him.
Countless ghosts and ghosts wailed and hissed in the river, their voices shrill and ear-piercing.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and a huge wave as high as hundreds of feet rose in the river, rolling towards him.
Among the huge waves, there are countless ghosts and ghosts hidden, each with a ferocious face and fierce eyes, baring their teeth and claws at him, as if they want to tear him apart and swallow him.
Zhao Rui's mind was shocked, and he felt that he was swept into this huge wave in an instant, and he had no strength to resist at all.
He felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and countless ugly ghosts were dragging his feet, trying to drag him into the bottom of the endless river.
At this moment, Zhao Rui shook his arms, raised his head violently, and roared wildly.
This roar was like a thunderbolt, tearing apart the heaven and the earth.
The wide river, the huge waves, and countless ghosts all disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Before Zhao Rui's eyes, the familiar fairy tombs appeared again, and the familiar fairy voice echoed in his ears.
"Huh~~"
Zhao Rui breathed a sigh of relief, he finally got over the difficulty, and the ghost mask became his possession.