The first thousand five hundred and twenty-eight chapters
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The closer you get to the Bone Tower, the more ghosts appear on the sea. They all face the tower like pilgrims. At a glance, it looks like black clouds destroying the city, which makes you tremble with fear.
The sound of water almost disappeared, the atmosphere was calm and solemn, Liu Qinghuan and his party fell silent in unison, no one talked anymore.
The gap forward was also constantly shrinking, from not having a single ghost within more than a hundred feet, to dozens of feet, to a few feet, and finally, they were completely stepping on the ghost's back ridges and claws.
Fortunately, under the control of the God of Hades, most of the ghosts remained obedient and did not move. The few that resisted were quickly beaten down by them.
The divine aura that permeated the surroundings was getting thicker and thicker, like a mountain pressing on one's back that was getting heavier and heavier until it was so heavy that one's legs could no longer lift it up. The two Immortals and Liu Qinghuan were fine, but Yue Jie and You Huan were.
It was obvious that he couldn't bear it anymore, and his breathing became louder and louder.
Liu Qinghuan did not let the two of them go, and directly took them back into the spirit beast bag.
When he finally arrived at the foot of the bone tower, he looked back and saw that there were only two fierce battles coming from the ghost tide. As for the evil ancestors, they were as silent as water splashes that had been suppressed.
No longer paying attention to what was behind him, Liu Qinghuan turned around and began to look at the bone tower in front of him.
From a distance, the bone tower looks like it is made up of countless white bones. But when you look closely, you will find that the white bones are pale in color and have a jade-like luster. They are integrated and have no trace of patchwork.
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The pillars standing on both sides of the tower gate are two leg bones, which are thick enough for several people to surround them. It makes people wonder what kind of monster has such thick leg bones. The tower beam is also a complete ridge bone hundreds of feet long.
A bone spur spreads out like a sharp sword, guarding the upper two floors of the tower. It is imposing but full of primitive aura.
The door of the tower in the middle has been opened, broken bones are spread on the ground, and a cold ghostly energy surges out from the entrance of the cave.
The three of them stood in front of the giant white bone tower and were speechless for a while. After a while, Zuixianren murmured in a low voice and said: "It's good for us to be one step behind. At least we don't have to break the door ourselves. And no matter what traps are ahead, the Tianzun Shengsang is there.
You can help us explore it first, so you can find some bargains."
However, his deliberately relaxed tone did not improve the atmosphere. Wen Buhan lowered his head and fiddled with the black jade plate in his hand, while Liu Qinghuan's face turned pale.
"Are you okay?" Drunken Immortal asked in surprise.
Liu Qinghuan took a deep breath: "It's okay, but the divine aura here is too heavy, and the protection of the Underworld Seal is gradually losing its effectiveness..."
Druid Immortal patted him on the shoulder with understanding: "Don't be brave, Lao Wen and I can't use our immortal power now, and we can't help you even if we want to, so you have to rely on yourself."
Liu Qinghuan nodded silently, then heard Wen Buhan cough slightly, stepped onto the bone steps and walked towards the wide open tower door: "Let's go in!"
Inside the door was a long and narrow passage, with billowing black fog blocking their sight. The three of them could only slow down and explore forward step by step. They walked in silence for half an hour, but they did not encounter any traps. Instead, they were ghosts.
After they dispersed a bit, they could gradually see their surroundings clearly.
The bone walls on both sides were as transparent as green jade. Drunken Immortal raised his hand and knocked, making a clear clanking sound. He was speechless and said: "I heard that Guili Shenjun's magical weapon was a ferocious and rare treasure from the ancient times, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
By shaking it, you can summon the souls of hundreds of millions of demons and ghosts in the three realms. Do you think they are in this tower?"
After a while, Wen Buhan's voice came from the front: "Maybe."
"What are you thinking about?" Zuixianren said dissatisfied: "You have been silent since you came in - don't worry, we have been friends for so many years, even if we find the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, I won't snatch it from you!"
He clicked his tongue: "This ancient treasure, once you grab it, you will never be able to sleep peacefully again. I know the virtues of some of you. Even if you become a true immortal, you can't change the habit of looting and killing, and you are not afraid of contamination."
There are too many causes and effects that cannot survive the immortal calamity!"
Wen Buhan smiled without comment and looked back: "Qinglin, can you still hold on?"
Liu Qinghuan, who was walking at the end, raised his head, his face looked paler and weaker than before, and said with some difficulty: "It's okay."
It's just that the Seal of the God of Hades couldn't withstand the increasingly powerful divine aura, and his magic power was blocked again, so he could only bear it with his physical body.
"Well, then you have to measure yourself. If it doesn't work, you can withdraw first. After all, your life is more important." Wen Buhan said: "But you have made me impressed that you can come here. For an ordinary Mahayana monk, such a heavy
He might have exploded to death due to the divine power."
He smiled slightly, pointed forward and said, "There is light ahead, we should be there soon."
Liu Qinghuan looked sideways and saw a faint light appearing in front of the dark passage. Drunken Immortal had already urged: "Go quickly, go quickly!"
It was said that there was light, and it seemed that in just a blink of an eye, the three of them walked into the light. However, the exit was not visible, and the light became more and more intense, making people unable to open their eyes.
Liu Qinghuan felt something strange. The two people walking in front had been completely immersed in the white light, and their figures were only silhouettes.
"Be careful!" Wen Buhan's warning voice came, and after a moment, Liu Qinghuan suddenly realized that he seemed to be the only one left in the passage, and the footsteps of the other two people had disappeared at some point.
"Wen Xianzun? Senior Jingyuan?"
No one answered, Liu Qinghuan frowned, and there was only a blur of white in front of his eyes.
Suddenly, there was the sound of very slight footsteps behind him, as if someone was tiptoeing towards him.
His expression turned stern, and he saw the outline of a hand piercing the white light suddenly coming towards him!
Wen Buhan? Drunk Immortal?
Could it be that the good intentions of those two people before were all fake, and now they finally couldn't help but attack him, a mortal cultivator from the lower realm?
No, those two people had been walking in front of him, and the nearest Drunken Immortal was seven or eight steps away from him, and the passage was narrow, so it was impossible for the other party to run up behind him without him noticing.
And there is no need. If those two people wanted to kill him, there were many opportunities along the way, so there was no need to wait until now.
In the blink of an eye, the hand was in front of me, and its outline became clearer: This is a woman's hand!
Liu Qinghuan no longer hesitated, turned slightly to one side, and avoided the opponent's capture. He swung out the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed hard at the opponent's wrist!
At this moment, Liu Qinghuan felt that all the strength in his body had been drained away, and the divine aura pressing on his body seemed to become heavier, so that his internal organs were squeezed into a ball.
His body swayed and he fell backwards. After rolling out for a few feet, he suddenly held his breath!
The passage instantly became audible, and only the scorching white light drowned everything, not even a single person could be seen.
There was no movement from the other party for a long time. Liu Qinghuan clung to the wall and said nothing.
An unknown amount of time passed, until his eyes began to feel sore. Footsteps not far away sounded again, but they were getting further and further away from him.
Liu Qinghuan still didn't move. He only breathed very slowly and took the time to regain his strength.
About half an hour later, a hoarse female voice sounded: "Come out, I won't kill you, I just have a question to ask you..." show_htm3();