373. Chapter 373 Secret of the Imperial Tomb Fifteen
What it is?
Long Qingyue frowned, and with a surge of spiritual power between his fingers, he knocked the ball out.
"A-Yan, you're here..." She raised her head and raised her eyes, only to see that the originally handsome face in front of her suddenly changed, becoming ferocious and terrifying, with red eyes, hatred surging, and sharp fangs showing, 'hissing'
It pounced on him at once.
Long Qingyue was startled, and the Nine Netherworld Fire shot out, and the white shadow that transformed into Qin Lieyan was immediately burned clean.
Before Long Qingyue could think about what was going on, another pair of red eyes and a white figure appeared in front of him, followed by two pairs, three pairs...seven pairs, eight pairs...countless pairs of red eyes.
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Every eye sparkled with hatred and greedy desire.
This, this is a ghost?
With the help of the Nine Netherworld Fire, Long Qingyue finally saw the white thing in front of her clearly.
But, isn't this the underground of the Imperial Tomb? Why are there so many ferocious ghosts? There are three floors inside and three floors outside, almost completely surrounding the entire space.
The ghosts surrounding him did not rush forward immediately, as if they were afraid of something.
Yes, it seems that she is afraid of her Nine Netherworld Fire.
The Nine Netherworld Fire jumped gently between the slender fingers, forming a confrontation with countless ghosts and ghosts. Although the aura of the Nine Netherworld Fire was terrifying, because there were too many ghosts here, the momentum of the Nine Netherworld Fire was somewhat suppressed.
At this time, some ghosts took advantage of Long Qingyue's lack of attention and rushed over to bite Nangong Yun's feet before dragging them out.
When the Nine Netherworld Fire flickered, several ghosts were frightened and fled in all directions. They were driven away on one side, but a few more ghosts rushed over from the other side, hissing and biting Long Qingyue's clothes, and one of them bit Long Qingyue's foot.
The sweet and fishy smell of blood further aroused their madness and viciousness.
Kneading the technique with your fingers, white flames bloomed like lotus flowers in the palm of your hand, splashing everywhere. There was a crackling sound wherever it passed. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of ghosts surrounding you were wiped out. However, after one wave of sacrifices, there was another wave.
Well up, endless.
After Long Qingyue threw dozens of white fire lotuses, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Zhizhi... Oh my God, is this hell?" Huo Yu poked his head out of Long Qingyue's collar. When he saw so many white flutterings, he couldn't help but shudder.
The ghost pounced on him again, but before he could get close, he was burned by the flames of Long Qingyue and Huo Yu, leaving no trace behind.
The other ghosts' eyes showed fear, and they did not dare to rush forward anymore. They lingered in place, making sharp and terrifying screams, which were extremely harsh.
Long Qingyue couldn't help but feel numb on the scalp. Anyone would not be able to bear seeing so many ghosts at once, as if they had arrived in the Nine Nether Hell.
In the dimness, Nangong Yun slowly woke up. Why did he see so many ghosts at once? He couldn't help but froze on the spot. However, there was no trace of fear on his pale face. Instead, he was a little confused. He murmured, "Am I?"
Dead? Is this the underworld?"
When he looked up and saw Long Qingyue, he was slightly startled, "Why are you here? Are you her, or...are you here to pick me up?"
Long Qingyue rolled her eyes depressedly, "You are not dead, we are under the imperial mausoleum."
"Underground of the Imperial Tomb?" Nangong Yun slowly reacted and looked around, "Then what's going on here?"
Long Qingyue shook his head, "I don't know either, this is your family's territory, shouldn't you know better than me?"
