Leng Xuan asked in confusion: "Elder He, what just attacked me?"
He Jiaxian said in a deep voice: "It's a ghost Rakshasa." Leng Xuan said blankly: "Ghost Rakshasa? What is that?" He Jiaxian explained: "Ghost Rakshasa is a kind of ghost that is condensed and refined through special means.
Spirits, this kind of spirit is immortal and very difficult to deal with. Moreover, the more ghosts it gathers, the stronger it becomes. Hua Yu said before that Emperor Minghua buried all the workers who built the mausoleum in the mausoleum.
Next, I suspect that this ghost Rakshasa was made from the ghosts of those workers." Leng Xuan couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this. With the construction level of thousands of years ago, it is terrifying to be able to build such a huge mausoleum.
It would require tens of thousands of workers. It would be terrifying to have so many ghosts gathered together.
At this moment, Leng Xuan's ears suddenly heard a burst of eerie laughter. He raised his head and looked around, only to see a two-meter-long monster with a ferocious face and sharp teeth floating in the air. That
The monster's body is translucent, appearing and disappearing in the air, and moving from time to time, making it difficult to capture its exact location.
Leng Xuan took a look around, and soon he discovered that not far away, there was a high platform made of stone bricks. On the top of the high platform was a box about two meters long, with a faint purple light emerging from the surface of the box.
Moreover, bursts of electric light flashed around the box from time to time, which was extremely powerful. He wondered: "What is inside that?" He Jiaxian said in a deep voice: "It should be some kind of spiritual weapon. Those cultivators just now swarmed up and prepared to use it.
Rob the treasures in the box. As a result, as soon as they started, the ghost Rakshasa appeared." As he said, he pointed to several corpses under the high platform and continued: "Those people are all ghosts.
He was killed by a Rakshasa. In my opinion, that ghost Rakshasa should be the guardian of that spiritual weapon."
Leng Xuan noticed that the skin surface of the corpses showed a charcoal black color, and there was a faint black air surrounding the corpses. Strangely, Leng Xuan suddenly found that his body was shaking uncontrollably.
He tried to circulate his true energy to stop the trembling. However, he was shocked to find that there was a cold air in his body, which not only suppressed the true energy in his Dantian, but also followed his meridians and spread to all his limbs.
Flow among bones.
Under the invasion of the cold air, Leng Xuan felt that his body gradually became hard. Not only that, but his reaction also slowed down a lot. He frowned, then turned to He Jiaxian and said: "Elder He, I seem to
Poisoned." Hearing this, He Jiaxian immediately turned around Leng Xuan's body and checked his back that had just been attacked. After a while, He Jiaxian said in a deep voice: "That's true." Leng Xuan asked: "What's wrong?
?" He Jiaxian replied: "When the ghost Rakshasa hit you, it also introduced a stream of yin energy into your body. Now, your back has turned black, and it is still spreading around. If
If you don't stop it in time, your whole body will be eroded by Yin Qi." Leng Xuan turned his head and looked at the corpses wrapped in black Qi. It was estimated that they died from the Yin Qi attack.
He took a deep breath and asked, "Is there a way to cure it?" He Jiaxian shook his head and said, "I can't help it, unless I have something to control it."