The senior sister glanced sideways at it. Even if she didn't use her magical eyes to see through it, just by looking at its appearance, she knew that this was no ordinary skeleton Taoist soldier.
However, she does not have the temperament to get to the bottom of things, and she is in the "Bing Xin Jue" state at this time. Except for the clear goal of "leaving this place safely", all other unnecessary emotions have been withdrawn, and she will not be curious to inquire.
Two people and a skeleton were walking in the thick fog, and the surroundings were completely silent. They could only hear the rustling of their own footsteps.
Shen Lang tried to use "mental scanning" to penetrate the silent fog and get a glimpse of the situation in the distance.
But as soon as the spiritual power gushes out, it is consumed quickly like a floodgate opening. The farther it spreads, the faster it is consumed.
Just after scanning a dozen meters in front, the mental energy consumed was equivalent to casting a sixth-level spell.
Shen Lang felt awe-struck and quickly stopped scanning, reminding the senior sister:
"Sister, this thick fog seems to be able to quickly swallow up the spiritual power."
Hearing this, the senior sister raised her palm, and in her palm, a ball of white light the size of a fist condensed, emitting a soft white light.
This is an unfashionable little technique, its only function is lighting.
When I camped in the cave twice before, the senior sister used this technique for lighting.
With her cultivation level, once she casts a spell, the light ball can last for two full hours.
Naturally, the reason why she was performing this technique at this moment was not for lighting.
Although the fog is heavy, the light is not dark, and it feels like dusk in the snow.
It's just that my vision is blocked by the thick fog, and I can only see about ten steps, but I can't see far.
The elder sister lowered her eyes and stared at the light ball in her palm. She saw that the light ball was normal at first, but after a few breaths, it began to tremble slightly, flickered on and off for a while, and then collapsed with a pop.
The senior sister had no expression on her face. She stretched out her finger again and used "Frost Finger". A frost-white cold light shot out from her fingertips and hit the ground a few steps away diagonally.
The ground hit by the white light quickly covered with a thin layer of white frost, but it only covered the ground about a foot in diameter.
Previously, her frost finger could freeze solid rock three feet in diameter and one foot thick.
Compared with before, the power of her frost finger has shrunk by nearly 90%.
The master sister's crystal light flashed in her heart, and she stared at the hoarfrost-covered ground for a while, then raised her hand and shot out a line of fire, diagonally hitting the ground, and with a hiss, a charred black hole as thick as a tachyon was burned into the ground.
After staring at the scorched hole for a while, she shot out a white light and a line of fire with two fingers in succession, which disappeared into the mist in front of her.
After a while of concentration, the senior sister cast an eighth-grade spell and a seventh-grade spell one after another. After observing for a while, she looked at Shen Lang calmly and said in a cold tone:
"I had underestimated this mist before. This mist can not only corrode the human body, but also quickly swallow up the spiritual power that maintains spells, causing the range of external spells to drop sharply and their power to plummet. The lower the level of Taoist magic, the more affected it will be.
big.
"Although this fog is made of a mixture of ice-cold aura and ghostly aura, ice spells have no advantage in the fog and will be quickly eroded and ineffective.
"However, the self-blessing spell is okay. Although it will expire earlier than usual when it is consumed by the mist, its power can still remain the same."
As she said this, she blessed herself with a series of spells such as the Spiritual Flying Technique, Swift Wind and Shadow, the Power of the Crouching Tiger, the Power of Carrying the Cauldron, and Endless Life to increase agility, strength, and physical fitness. Later, when she wanted to give Shen Lang the blessing, she was surprised.
Shen Lang raised his hand to stop him:
"Senior sister, I know martial arts, and I also have blessing spells. It's better to save your spells to deal with emergencies. It's better not to waste them on me."
The senior sister pondered for a moment, nodded and said:
"That's fine."
He also blessed himself with Wanfa Zhenren's unique secret technique "Sword Control Technique", and took out a blue long sword from the storage artifact.
"Sword Control Technique" allows the caster to temporarily possess powerful basic swordsmanship skills. In terms of basic swordsmanship skills, he will be no less inferior to a senior fourth-level warrior who specializes in swordsmanship.
Of course, it is limited to basic skills such as point, thrust, slash, tease, and hook. All kinds of fancy and exquisite sword moves, and mysterious and mysterious killing sword skills cannot be used.
There are no high-level methods such as sword energy and sword light. As for the higher-level "sword intention", ordinary fourth-level warriors who specialize in swordsmanship may not have it, let alone a wizard.
Therefore, when Senior Sister uses a sword, she can only rely purely on speed, strength and the sharpness of the sword.
Of course, as a unique secret technique, the power of "Sword Control Technique" does not stop there.
If the soul cultivation level is promoted to the third level, the fifth level secret skill "Sword Control Technique" can obtain the advanced ability of "controlling the sword through the air and assassinating with the flying sword". The higher the cultivation level, the farther the distance of the sword control through the air will be.
, the power is also greater.
Although Shen Lang didn't understand the magic of "Sword Controlling Technique", but when he saw the eldest sister's sword-holding technique, he knew that the sword in her hand was not a decoration, so he asked with a smile:
"What's so special about this sword, Senior Sister?"
"This sword is called 'Qing Ting', and it is a magical sword."
The senior sister held a sword flower:
"Not only is the sword as sharp and tough as a fourth-grade sword, it also has the power of thunder and can kill ghosts and evil spirits."
As she said that, she swung her sword out and struck it in the fog. Sure enough, strands of azure electric light appeared on the green sword body, which bounced around on the blade, making a slight crackling sound.
The mist cut through by the electrified sword blade, and the ghostly aura also faded away.
After demonstrating the sword, the senior sister held the long sword upside down and nodded to Shen Lang:
"move on."
At that moment, the two men and one skeleton began to move forward again.
After walking for a while in this rather penetrating mist of silence, suddenly, there was a slight rustling sound coming from the front.
Shen Lang and Senior Sister stopped at the same time. Shen Lang turned his head and nodded to Xiao Gu. Xiao Gu took a lunge and rushed into the fog ahead. Soon, there was a fierce sound of gold and iron clashing in the fog. At the same time,
Shen Lang also received a message from Xiao Gu:
[Yes, zombie, with two heads, covered with ice armor, very strong. It is extremely powerful, but its speed is slightly slower.]
"Can't you control them?"
[Can't. There is a force and aura entrenched in their bodies, a bit like mist. It's the force that makes them move that I can't transcend and control. 】
During the fierce battle, Xiaogu omitted some words, but Shen Lang could understand its meaning.
"Is the breath a bit like the power of mist, which makes zombies move and makes Xiaogu unable to control them?"
Shen Lang pondered for a moment and said to the senior sister:
"There are two zombies ahead. They are very powerful, but a little slow. My little skeleton can entangle them one against two, but it is temporarily unable to kill them."
The elder sister said:
"Go over and have a look."
The two walked in the direction where the sound of gold and iron clashing came from, and after walking for dozens of steps, they finally saw through the fog the zombies fighting Xiaogu.
The two zombies were thin and pale, with messy and withered hair, and skeleton-like faces, like mummies that had weathered for many years after death.
Its body surface is covered with a thick layer of ice crystals, like a stomach, and pale will-o'-the-wisps burn in its eye sockets, giving it a vaguely soul-stirring feeling.
With their bare hands, they wielded a pair of giant bone claws that were deformed and covered with ice, and fought fiercely with the small bones. Each move was quite methodical, and they looked like they knew martial arts.
Its power is even more powerful. Every time it hits Xiao Gu, it can make Xiao Gu fly back.
You know, Xiaogu's current strength is enough to compete head-on with a fourth-grade warrior, but he still can't withstand the huge power of the two zombies.
However, Xiaogu's agility is far superior to that of the two zombies. Even if he is surrounded by two zombies, he can still dodge with his body skills. From time to time, he will swing a sword to stab or slice, and he can always hit the zombie's heart.
But the ice armor on these two zombies is really strong.
Even with the strength of Xiaogu, holding a fourth-grade sword, the sword blade could only slice away a thin layer of ice shards when piercing them.
After watching the battle for a while, the senior sister saw the problem:
"The little skeleton is good. He can see that the vital points of the two zombies are in the heart, and the sword will never leave the heart of the two zombies.
"But the ice armor is the thickest there, and after the ice armor on the two zombies is damaged, it can absorb the ice aura in the fog to repair itself. Their strength is always at its peak, with no signs of failure.
The netherworld aura is constantly replenished.
"In this mist, the two zombies cannot be killed. One of them must be killed. But although the sword of the little skeleton is a fourth-grade sword, it is not suitable for the disease. It cannot break through its ice armor and penetrate the zombie's core with one blow.
Vital."
Her Green Ting Sword can restrain zombies.
However, this sword is a magic sword, and it needs to be activated with the "Sword Control Technique" to activate the evil-killing thunder.
Otherwise, the senior sister really wouldn’t mind lending the sword to the little skeleton——
Although the senior sister has gained a very solid foundation in swordsmanship through the "Sword Control Technique", and is blessed with various agility, strength, and physical spells, she can theoretically transform into a melee mage and engage in close combat with the enemy while wearing a shield.
But after seeing the swordsmanship of the Little Skeleton, the senior sister felt that if she had a sword fight with the Little Skeleton, she would probably not be able to survive ten moves before being choked by its sword - even though it would definitely not be able to pierce her shield.
, but also become a target.
But when it comes to facing those two zombies, Senior Sister is somewhat confident.
With the cooperation of the little skeleton, she felt that she could kill the two zombies with the "Green Ting Sword" in just a few moves.
Just as he was about to step forward with his sword and test his skills, Shen Lang raised his hand to stop him:
"Sister, wait a minute. My Xiaogu was testing them before, but now we have a way to deal with them."
"Xiao Gu?"
The senior sister glanced sideways at Shen Lang:
"It's enough to name the little rabbit, but you also named the skeleton?"
Shen Lang coughed dryly:
"My little bones are a little special."
Just as he was talking, Xiaogu suddenly thrust his sword into the ground and pounced on a zombie with his bare hands.
The zombie swung its bone claws, and the huge ice-covered bone claws grabbed the little skeleton head on.
But just when the bone claw was about to fall on the head of the little skeleton, the little skeleton's figure suddenly changed from solid to virtual. In the blink of an eye, it turned from a solid little skeleton into a pale shadow, silently passing through the bone claw, and crashed into the arms of the zombie.
In the middle, the Jianbingjia's stomach seemed to be nothing, and it sank straight into his heart.
The zombie froze for an instant, and the pale will-o'-the-wisps in its eye sockets flickered twice, then went out. Then the ice-armored stomach quickly lost its luster, and burst open with a crisp sound.
When the small bones that turned into pale shadows penetrated from behind, the zombie fell to the ground with a pop, and there was no movement at all.
In the palm of Xiaogu's hand, he held a ball of pale cold flame, and mist surged inside the cold flame, as if the mist was the fuel of the pale cold flame.
As soon as the five fingers of the shadow formed by Xiao Gu were closed, the pale cold flames burst apart. Just as the strands of flames were about to scatter, Xiao Gu opened his teeth and breathed in, and the strands of flames suddenly poured into Xiao Gu.
In the mouth, it swallowed everything.
After swallowing the pale cold flames, the pale shadow transformed by the small bone seemed to have no change, but Shen Lang, who was mentally connected to it, clearly noticed that it had such a weak connection with the surrounding mist.
At this time, another zombie opened its big mouth, roared silently, and jumped towards Xiaogu.
Xiaogu's figure flashed, then he ran into the zombie's arms and got into his heart.
In an instant, the zombie also made the same mistake as the previous zombie. The will-o'-the-wisp in the child's body went out, the ice armor on his body shattered, and his body fell to the ground.
The small bones came out from his back, and he grabbed a ball of pale cold flames in his hand, crushed it into pieces, and sucked the stream of flames into his mouth.
Shen Lang immediately noticed that the connection between Xiaogu and the surrounding mist was getting deeper.
Seeing Xiao Gu kill two zombies that were not weak so easily, the senior sister couldn't help but nodded slightly:
"It seems that your little skeleton is not ordinary special, but very special. It may be the key to us getting out of here."
At this time, Xiao Gu regained his physical form, pulled out his long sword, walked up to Shen Lang, opened and closed his teeth, and clicked twice at Shen Lang.
Shen Lang nodded and said to the senior sister:
"It can see the road ahead clearly. In the fog ahead, there are a large number of zombies wandering, and there seem to be incorporeal ghosts."
The elder sister said:
"It seems that I took the wrong direction. Since there are a lot of zombies and ghosts, there must be something important. Let's go and look for it. Maybe it is the core center of this place."
After walking a few steps and passing by the two corpses, the senior sister casually glanced at the corpses, suddenly stopped and stared intently at the chest of a zombie.
Previously, the zombie's chest was covered with thick ice armor, and there was also a layer of tattered clothing whose original shape could not be seen. The senior sister did not notice anything unusual about its chest.
At this time, the ice armor shattered, and the brittle clothing also burst apart, revealing the shriveled skin on his chest and a tattoo that was already somewhat distorted.
Shen Lang also saw the tattoo that looked like a black tiger head, but he didn't know what it was:
"Sister, what's wrong?"
“The ‘Black Tiger Guards’ of the former Imperial Guards had this black tiger head tattoo on their chest.”
The senior sister said calmly, walked to another corpse, raised her toes, and turned the corpse that fell to the ground over. As expected, there was the same black tiger head tattoo on its chest.
"It seems that the zombies and ghosts in front are probably transformed by the former imperial army's 'Black Tiger Guards'."
The senior sister raised her head and looked forward:
"In its heyday, the Black Tiger Guard only had three hundred people, but all of them were at the fourth level of martial arts. The weakest were in the early stages of the fourth level, and the commander-in-chief was a third-level warrior.
"When Taizu of Chu invaded the capital and overthrew the previous dynasty, the Black Tiger Guards, which had been damaged to only a hundred men in years of war, protected the last prince to escape from the capital and headed north, trying to escape into the desert. However,
After entering the Xianwu Mountains, they disappeared collectively. No one was seen alive, no corpses were found dead. Unexpectedly, they accidentally entered this place and turned into zombies and ghosts..."
When she said this, her cold tone couldn't help but become a little heavy:
"More than a hundred people, all fourth-grade soldiers, including the commander-in-chief, the Black Tiger Guards, who had a third-grade cultivation level, and several Dharma practitioners accompanying him, were actually destroyed here... I am afraid there will be great dangers on the road ahead."
Shen Lang pondered for a while:
"Would you like to change direction?"
The elder sister shook her head:
"I'm afraid not. According to the operating rules of the Legacy Palace, the closer to the core center, the more dangerous it becomes. If we want to leave this place and return to the world, we must take risks and face difficulties.
"If we just avoid danger, we may be safe for the time being, but every time the Legacy Mansion is opened, there is a time limit. Once the time limit is up, the Legacy Mansion will be completely closed, and the center will be completely blocked. We will be trapped here forever if we can't help it, and eventually become like
These Black Tiger Guards are the same.
“We don’t know how long the time limit for each opening of this legacy palace will be, but the sooner we leave, the better.
"In addition, if there is a great danger, there must be a great opportunity. If we can overcome the many dangers, it may be of great benefit to your practice, my practice, and even your little skeleton."
Although Shen Lang is cautious in doing things, he is not timid in nature.
He was a man who dared to immediately kill the little heavenly master Lian Yunxiao to take revenge on the night of the attack. How could he be afraid of some dangers?
What's more, this place is Xiaogu's "home field".
The reason why I asked the senior sister if I wanted to change my route was just because I was her "protector" and respected her opinion.
Now that the senior sister who is a severely catatonic patient dares to take risks, Shen Lang will of course only move forward even more courageously.
At that moment, Shen Lang put away the Xuan Bing Sword, took the Hundred Forged Xuan Iron Sword from Xiao Gu, and moved forward steadily with the senior sister holding the Qing Ting Sword.
The small bones turned into pale shadows again and disappeared into the thick fog ahead.
Not long after, hoarse roars were heard from the front, as well as the sound of ice cracking and corpses falling to the ground.
These zombies transformed from the last imperial guards of the previous dynasty are undoubtedly quite powerful.
In particular, the layer of ice armor on their bodies cannot even be pierced by a fourth-grade sword, and can repair itself even if it is slightly damaged. Their spell resistance is obviously quite impressive.
It just so happens that this place is extremely unfriendly to Taoist monks.
Taoist techniques of a slightly lower level will be affected by the fog, and their power and range will be greatly reduced.
If there were no small bones, with the strength of Shen Lang and Senior Sister, they might not be afraid of the zombies and ghosts wandering ahead, but if they want to find a smooth path, they will definitely have to pay a heavy price.
Fortunately, I have small bones.
Xiaogu's "Tongyou" state is the nemesis of those zombies. A single pounce can kill a zombie in seconds.
And it seems to benefit from it.
By killing zombies and swallowing the pale cold flames, you can gradually gain the advantage of the "home field".
Just when Xiaogu was killing people in front.
The fog beside Shen Lang suddenly surged violently, and a pale ghost flew out of the thick fog and attacked Shen Lang directly.
Although Xiaogu is strong, there is only one skeleton after all, and there are at least hundreds of zombies and ghosts in front of him.
With so many zombies and ghosts, there will always be some who are not attracted by Xiaogu and will come directly to attack Shen Lang and the two.
Shen Lang's internal energy was poured into the hundred-forged dark iron sword, and the flame-like folded and forged patterns on the sword's body suddenly turned as red as fire, and the blade also took on a faint orange-red color, emitting scorching heat.
At the same time, Shen Lang raised a sword and stabbed the ghost directly, punching a big hole in the ghost's chest with one blow.
But the ghost did not dissipate. Instead, it traveled through the sword body and pounced at Shen Lang. The attack method was exactly the same as Xiaogu's "Tongyou" state.
Shen Lang was about to cast a spell when a green long sword with a wisp of electric light came towards him. The sword struck the ghost's face. Countless small electric lights burst out onto the ghost's body. The pale ghost suddenly let out a breathtaking sound.
Turbulence, chest tightness and nauseating screams, then collapsed with a pop.
"Are you okay?" Senior Sister asked.
Shen Lang shook his head:
"It's okay. I practice the Great Sun Tathagata contemplation method, and the howling of ghosts can't hurt my soul."
The elder sister said:
"This kind of ghost is easier to deal with than zombies, but the method must be appropriate. Although your sword can hurt the ghost, it can't kill them. It's a pity that you don't know how to control the sword, otherwise I can lend you my Green Ting Sword."
Shen Lang smiled and said:
"It doesn't matter, I have a way to deal with ghosts."
Just as he was talking, another ghost rushed out of the fog and roared towards him. Shen Lang raised his palm, and a "palm thunder" came out. With a bang, the ghost collapsed and dissipated.
The senior sister nodded:
"Yes, thunder method is the most suitable for dealing with such insubstantial ghosts and ghosts."
At this time, the mist around the two people surged one after another, and ghosts flew out one after another, making ghostly roars that shook the soul while attacking and killing the two people.
It's a pity that both of them are middle-level third-level magic cultivators with strong and tough souls, so they are not affected by the ghost roar at all.
Shen Lang put away his long sword and fired thunder sounds continuously. A thunderbolt from his palm could blast a ghost.
The senior sister relied on the thunderous power of the "Green Ting Sword" to kill ghosts easily with basic swordsmanship such as stabbing and picking without even casting spells.
Soon, the two of them eliminated more than a dozen ghosts, and no more ghosts came after that. Obviously, the number of such incorporeal ghosts was much smaller than that of zombies, and almost all of them had been killed by now.
Not long after killing the last ghost, the fog in front of the two people suddenly surged, and then receded to both sides like a tide, revealing a spacious "passage" that was not blocked by fog and could be seen ten feet away.
At the end of the passage, Xiaogu returned to his real form, sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hands in a mudra, as if regulating his breath.
From the middle of the passage to where the small bones are, there are shriveled and withered corpses lying there. At a glance, there are no less than half a hundred corpses.
"Not only can the little skeleton defeat these zombies, but he can also control the fog?"
Seeing this situation, even though the senior sister was in the "Bing Xin Jue" state, her tone was slightly surprised.
Shen Lang smiled and said:
"The power core of these zombies is a great supplement to the small bones. It has gained a lot of benefits from killing so many zombies."
While talking, the two of them walked towards Xiaogu. When they passed by the corpses, they took a few glances and saw a lot of black tiger head tattoos.
"The last Black Tiger Guards were really wiped out here. But what exactly killed them? If it was erosion by the fog, with the strength of the Black Tiger Guards, they would not have been eroded by all of them so quickly and turned into
Ghoul…”
The senior sister murmured.
At this time, Xiaogu finished his meditation, stood up, looked back at the two of them, raised his hand and pointed forward, the fog in front surged again, and the two sides retreated, revealing another ten-foot long road without a trace of fog.
Spacious passage.
At the end of the passage, there was a tall figure standing with his back to the two of them.
The tall figure was wearing black armor, with a tattered bloody cloak behind him. He kept moving forward, but remained motionless, like a sculpture.
The senior sister narrowed her eyes and looked at the tall and burly black armored figure. Her eyes fell on its shoulder armor, and she saw that the shoulder armor on both sides were shaped like black tiger heads.
"General of the Black Tiger Guard."
The senior sister said calmly:
"Did a great master of the third level of martial arts die here for no apparent reason? It seems that he didn't go any further than the other Black Tiger Guards."
Just as he was talking, Xiaogu had already taken long strides and walked towards the Black Tiger Guard General.
"Be careful!"
Shen Lang heard the voice from his heart and kept his eyes on the front, ready to cast spells for support at any time.
But unexpectedly, until Xiaogu walked behind the Black Tiger Guard general, the other party didn't make any reaction.
Then, Xiaogu stretched out his finger and lightly poked the opponent's back.
Katcha!
With a crisp sound, the remains of the third-level master, who had maintained a forward posture for more than a hundred years in the silent mist, suddenly collapsed like a statue made of broken ice.
A flash of realization flashed in the eyes of the senior sister:
"The cause of this man's death was different from others. He died when his body was completely destroyed and shattered. It was only temporarily frozen and solidified by the power of ice that prevented it from collapsing and shattering on the spot. This is why he did not turn into a zombie."
Shen Lang frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:
"A dignified third-grade master actually died so tragically, his entire body was completely shattered... What kind of power killed it?"
The elder sister said:
"I don't know. But I have a hunch that we might see it soon."
After a pause, he said again:
"If we were the ones who came here more than a hundred years ago, we would have been attacked by that kind of force."
Shen Lang was thoughtful:
"Senior Sister, what you are saying is that more than a hundred years have passed and the power that wiped out the Black Tiger Guards has faded a lot?"
The senior sister nodded gently:
"Yes. No matter how powerful the power is, if it remains unmaintained, it will be consumed by the power of heaven and earth in a long time. We are lucky. We came more than a hundred years late, and until now, we have not been attacked.
The attack of that force."
Shen Lang chuckled:
"Then this is a good thing for us."
"Don't be careless. Even though that power is no longer as powerful as it was a hundred years ago, I'm afraid it's still very dangerous."
"Senior Sister is saying..."
While talking, the two of them moved forward step by step towards the camp, and soon arrived at the place where the body of the Black Tiger Guard Lord was disintegrated.
Looking down at the fragments scattered on the ground, I saw that these fragments were all small and square pieces, the largest was no more than an inch square, and the smallest was only the size of a dice. It seemed like in an instant, countless sharp blades came from the Black Tiger Guard.
The Lord slashed across his body, cutting him into pieces.
"Killing a third-grade warrior in an instant... or a general of the imperial army who is responsible for escorting the prince to escape. Is this really just the legacy of a great master?"
Even though the senior sister was in a state of indifference at this moment, she could not help but frown slightly.
With the strength of a first-level great master, there is no problem in killing a third-level warrior.
But a third-grade warrior has condensed the "life and death aperture", which has strong vitality and only has two vital points: the heart and the brain.
Chi also has strong spell resistance.
Even with the strength of a first-grade great master, if he personally kills a third-grade warrior head-on, he still needs to cast at least two or three high-grade spells, and it is impossible to kill him casually.
It is even more impossible to easily kill a third-level warrior if you only rely on traps.
A sneak attack might have the chance to instantly kill a third-level warrior, but it would not leave the third-level warrior with no chance to even raise his hand to react.
Besides, more than a hundred Black Tiger Guards died one after another along the way. How could this Black Tiger Guard general be unwary and allow someone to sneak attack?
The black armor on his body has not completely decayed in this humid mist for more than a hundred years. It is obviously a very good protective weapon.
With his strength and armor, no matter what, he didn't deserve to die so simply - judging from his posture, when the attack came, he was striding forward, thinking he was trying to find the attacker. But until the killing move came,
, he was unable to raise his hands to defend himself, and in an instant, he was cut into pieces even with his armor.
Putting herself into the role of the Black Tiger Guard general, she made some calculations silently. The senior sister felt that if she had been standing here more than a hundred years ago, her fate would probably not be any worse than that of the Black Tiger Army.
How much better is a general?
"Don't be stingy with spells. Bless all the spells that can be used first. Also wear all the protective weapons that can be worn."
The senior sister reminded Shen Lang.
Of course, Shen Lang also thought of what the senior sister could think of. Naturally, he did not dare to be careless at this time, so he immediately made hand seals and recited the mantra.
As he formed seals and recited mantras, a little golden light suddenly lit up between his eyebrows, spread out in all directions, and covered his whole body in an instant, turning his skin into a golden color, as if he had been painted with gold paint.
"Indestructible Vajra, not bad."
The senior sister nodded slightly.
This Buddhism's fifth-grade body protection secret technique is a blessing spell that will not be overly consumed by the mist.
Of course, now Xiaogu can control the fog, so that there is no fog around Shen Lang and her, and there is no problem in casting external spells in a small area.
After using the Vajra Indestructible Body, Shen Lang used the Iron Cloth Shirt, Golden Bell Cover, Wind Shield, and Flowing Cloud Return to Ruin Techniques one after another. In a short time, whether it was a blessing type or an external type, he could put on all of them.
Already.
The senior sister, who had just put on a set of spells and had also blessed herself with a bunch of protective spells, suddenly took off her crane cloak and handed it to Shen Lang:
"This is a body-protecting robe made by my master. It cannot be easily broken by a third-level great warrior or a fourth-level magic cultivator. You put it on."
"Thank you, senior sister, but I have armor myself."
Shen Lang smiled gratefully at the senior sister and took out the "White Dragon Armor" in the form of a brocade white robe:
"Look, Senior Sister, this robe is not much worse than your crane cloak robe."
He originally planned to give the white dragon armor to his senior sister to wear.
Since the senior sister has the crane cloak robe made by Master Wanfa, he wears the white dragon armor himself.
The eldest sister scanned the white dragon armor with her magical eyes and said:
"This armor is somewhat damaged and its quality has declined. If it were in its full glory, it would be no less than my crane cloak. Did you snatch it?"
"Yeah. Kill an enemy and steal his treasure."
"Are you a disciple of Master Bailong? This kind of treasure armor made from dragon scales and dragon skin is the exclusive property of Master Bailong."
"Senior Sister has a sharp eye. I killed Lian Yunxiao and took away his treasure. Please help me keep this matter secret."
"..."
The senior sister was silent for a while and said calmly:
"With a fifth-level cultivation level, he forcibly killed the little heavenly master Lian Yunxiao who was protected by dragon scale armor... Junior Brother Shen is really good at fighting."
After saying this, he formed the seal and blessed Shen Lang with a fourth-level protective spell.
This fourth-level secret technique of Wanfamen looks like a five-color auspicious cloud, clustering around Shen Lang. It can absorb part of the enemy's attacks and store it within the five-color auspicious cloud.
When the shield is broken down or the duration expires, it absorbs the stored attacks and bursts them out at once, returning them all to the enemy.
Therefore, when dealing with this protective spell, unless you break it with the first blow, you will suffer the consequences in the end.
After making all preparations, the two immediately started moving forward again.
This time, Shen Lang didn't let Xiaogu lead the way and called it back to him to avoid being attacked by that mysterious force.
Xiaogu didn't show off, and followed Shen Lang obediently, only dispersing the nearby fog from time to time, maintaining a fog-free area with a radius of about ten feet.
After walking forward for another few dozen feet, as Xiaogu waved his hand to disperse the fog ten feet ahead, a cold clanging sound suddenly came from the fog ahead.
When this cold ringing sound reached his ears, Shen Lang was slightly startled. He only felt that a cold light seemed to flash across the sea of consciousness, making his soul slightly chill.
But that's all. Other than that, there are no other abnormalities.
He turned his head to look at the senior sister, and saw that the senior sister was also looking at him with doubts in her eyes. Apparently, she also encountered the same situation when she heard those cold clanging sounds.
Shen Lang frowned and said slowly:
"Just now, a cold light flashed through my sea of consciousness, which seemed to be an attack on the soul... But I was wearing multiple shields, and the soul was tough enough, so I wasn't injured?"
The senior sister said: "That's right."
After a pause, he said thoughtfully:
"Did those Black Tiger Guards whose bodies were intact and turned into corpses after death die like this?"
"If this is true, then this attack is really hard to prevent. But it is indeed not enough to kill a third-level warrior who has begun to condense the 'Martial Arts Will'..."
While they were talking, the two of them carefully took two more steps forward. As soon as their steps fell, another cold chirping sounded. As soon as this sound was heard, Shen Lang felt a cold light flash in front of his eyes, some kind of invisible blade, faster than him.
The speed of the warning signal struck him instantly.
There was no time to react at all.
The Flowing Clouds Returning to Ruins Technique, the golden bell shield, the wind shield, and even the five-color auspicious clouds blessed by the senior sister on Shen Lang were all instantly destroyed and shattered.
After destroying all the external shields, the invisible blade still had some remaining power and continued to slash at Shen Lang's face, neck, torso, and limbs.
Fortunately, Shen Lang is also blessed with the magical Vajra Indestructible Body, Iron Cloth Shirt, as well as the martial arts-side Iron Cloth Shirt, Golden Bell Cover, Vajra Indestructible Body, as well as third-level skin enhancement and third-level bone enhancement.
With so much powerful armor, even the face and neck outside the protection range of the white dragon armor withstood the invisible blade's slashes, only a slight sting was caused.
On the other hand, the white dragon armor, which had fallen a little in rank, was left with dense, criss-crossing shallow marks, and suffered some minor injuries.
The situation on Senior Sister's side was not much better than him. She also failed to react, and the multiple shields on her body were also destroyed with one blow.
Fortunately, she is a peak fourth-level magic cultivator who is close to the third level. The protective spells she casts personally, even if they are of the same level, are much stronger than Shen Lang's spells of the same level.
Therefore, even though her body is far less powerful than Shen Lang's, and her physical defense is not as strong as Shen Lang's, the power of the invisible blade is still reduced to extremely weak after the multiple shields are weakened layer by layer.
The last bit of the aftermath hit her, and the crane cloak was intact. It only cut a thin bloody gash on her left cheek that was not covered by the robe, and left a shallow blood mark on her neck.
It was only then that the two finally responded.
As the senior sister retreated quickly, she reached out to pull Shen Lang without thinking. Shen Lang also happened to retreat at the same time, and reached out to pull her at the same time. The palms of the two touched halfway, and they clasped together as if they had a deep understanding, and they quickly retreated at the same time.
retreat.
After retreating a few feet away, the senior sister said calmly:
"Finally we know how the Black Tiger Guard general died. At first, when there was a clang, only the soul was killed. The ordinary Black Tiger Guards whose souls were not strong enough died one after another.
"The Black Tiger Lord was striding forward, trying to find the source of the attack, but as soon as he stepped into the attack range of that force, he was attacked by an invisible blade and was instantly cut into pieces."
Shen Lang held the elder sister's soft and boneless palm tightly, not caring about the tenderness and tenderness, but nodded heavily with a thankful face:
"Fortunately, the general learned from the past and prepared defenses in advance, otherwise he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die."
I turned my head to look at the senior sister's cheeks and neck, and saw that her two wounds were slowly oozing blood. I quickly let go of her palm and was about to cast a healing spell on her, when the senior sister stopped me:
"Don't waste your spells. I previously blessed you with the 'Endless Life' technique, and your physique was temporarily improved to a level comparable to that of a fourth-grade accomplished warrior. This minor flesh wound will heal quickly."
As he spoke, he took out a brocade handkerchief and gently wiped away the blood stains on his face.
After that, we saw that the small wounds on her cheeks and neck were healing quickly and at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"It's okay, Senior Sister. Speaking of which, when we retreated, we were not attacked again. It seems that the attack distance and power of that force have shrunk a lot, and are far less than what they were more than a hundred years ago."
The senior sister looked at Xiaogu, the only one who had not been attacked by the invisible blade just now:
"The little skeleton was not attacked. It absorbed the cores of those zombies. Not only did it gain the ability to control the mist in a small area, but was it also regarded as one of its own by that force?"
Just as he was talking, two more cold clanging sounds came from the mist ahead.
Shen Lang and the senior sister were shocked at the same time, and they retreated simultaneously. They reached out to pull each other in unison, their hands touched in the middle, and they held each other tightly without thinking.
But this time, when the two retreated, they also felt strange.
Just then, the clanging sound reached their ears, and the attack came at the same time. However, this time the two of them did not feel any attack from the moment they started to retreat to holding hands and retreating several feet.
Just as he was surprised, there was a faint sound of screams coming from the mist on the left and right sides diagonally in front of him.
It suddenly dawned on the two of them that they were not the only ones who had entered this place.
There are other people coming in here, but the fog obscures their eyesight, making it difficult to see each other, and their locations are also different.
But in the end, the people on the other two sides also gathered near the mysterious power. I don't know whether it was due to their own luck or luck, or whether it was the mysterious power that attracted everyone here.
At this time, low shouts came from both sides at the same time:
"Retreat quickly!"
"Retreat, this is the Ice Death Blade of the Snow Mountain Goddess..."
The low voice coming from the left was the orthographic and rounded dialect of the Eastern Chu language.
The old, deep voice on the right spoke in obscure and difficult-to-pronounce Mobei Barbarian.
However, Shen Lang had already learned from the beginning of time travel that he knew all the languages in this world. There was no foreign language, barbarian language, or native language that he could not understand.
At that moment, he quickly lowered his voice and told his eldest sister those barbaric words:
"Sister, I heard the person on the right say that this is the Ice Death Blade of the Snow Mountain Goddess."
"What?"
The senior sister actually recognized that the old voice on the right was speaking Mobei Barbarian.
But although she is a genius scholar who has deliberately learned a variety of Western languages and characters in order to study Western magic, and can read Western magic books and scrolls without any problems, she has never learned the barbarian language.
There is no way, the Mobei barbarians do not have a systematic magic system, not even writing.
The barbarian witch priests all use bloody forbidden techniques that use the flesh, blood and soul of living creatures.
The spells mastered by each witch priest are also different.
Even the same sacrifices, the same rituals, and the resulting spell effects are completely different.
Such a bloody, cruel, and chaotic barbaric forbidden technique naturally has no research value.
It is enough to have a brief understanding of its general characteristics, and forget about learning the barbarian language.
Therefore, the elder sister who could not understand the barbaric language suddenly trembled when she heard Shen Lang translate the old man's words, and her mind bounced hard. The "Bing Xin Jue" almost failed, and she lost her voice:
"Snow Mountain Goddess, Blade of Ice Death? Could this place be..."
No wonder the Black Tiger Guards, the last imperial army of the previous dynasty, were completely destroyed here. No wonder the dignified third-grade general was cut into pieces without any reaction!
The eldest sister had been suspecting before that this place might not be the legacy of a senior real person. Now she was finally able to confirm that this place was actually the legendary kingdom of gods that fell into the "netherworld" after the death of the Snow Mountain Goddess!
"Senior Sister, what exactly is this place? What is the reputation of the Ice Death Blade?"
"here……"
The senior sister looked solemn and said slowly:
"I'm afraid it's the country of the Snow Mountain Goddess. And the Ice Death Blade is the Snow Mountain Goddess's weapon. It's a real 'magic weapon'!"