The first thousand four hundred and seventy-four chapters curse
Geniuses and strong men can always attract the attention of others. After Long Yun witnessed the power of Lin Ming and his group, he developed a desire to make friends. Lin Ming and Duyu Demon King were not very conspicuous yet, but Little Demon Fairy was simply stunning.
"I'm Lin Lanjian." Lin Ming said his name.
"My name is Ji Xian'er." Xiao Moxian smiled. Different from the name Lin Ming made up, what Xiao Moxian said was her real name.
The surname of Moshi Tianzun is Ji, and the real name of Xiao Moxian is Ji Xianer.
The title Little Demon Fairy was the title given to her by the title tablet - Demon Fairy - during a trial.
When walking on the inner ridge, Fatty Zhou was even more careful. He took out a compass and constantly used the compass and divination techniques to adjust his direction. The speed was even slower than on the outer ridge.
No one complained about anything.
During the process of advancing, Lin Ming remained silent. He looked at the surrounding scenery to sense and explore the dojo in the inner ridge.
According to legend, the dojo left by Shura Road was left by the master of Shura Road for billions of years. Now, Lin Ming could only feel a vague aura of vastness when he used his senses to detect it. These auras converged into a vague blur.
The lines of the avenue flow slowly like a river of stars.
"These avenue lines..."
Lin Ming's heart moved. He had a vague feeling that he was somewhat familiar with the avenue patterns in the inner ridge of the Burial God Ridge. However, he couldn't figure out where he had seen these patterns.
"Could it be...the map in the jade pendant!"
Lin Ming's mind trembled. He penetrated deeply into the Sumeru Ring and verified it with the patterns in the imperial jade. He finally confirmed that the pattern map carved in this jade pendant was the dojo map of the inner ridge of the God Burial Ridge!
In other words, the master of Shura Road had the entire picture of the dojo where he stayed at Burial God Ridge engraved on this jade pendant!
Realizing this, Lin Ming's heart trembled. As a result, the value of this piece of imperial jade was really too great.
The entire dojo map of the Buried God Ridge, not to mention its value for the expedition to the Buried God Ridge. The artistic conception, rules and various mysteries contained in these dojos alone were enough for Lin Ming to understand.
As Lin Ming followed Fatty Zhou forward, he confirmed the dojo in the inner ridge of Burial God Ridge with the imperial jade patterns one by one.
It was one thing to see the map, but it was another thing to be there. The imperial jade that made Lin Ming feel inexplicable before was now confirmed with the real dojo, but Lin Ming discovered all kinds of mysteries.
Every moment, Lin Ming gained new insights. Dedicating a considerable part of his spiritual consciousness to understand the Imperial Jade was extremely dangerous in the God Burial Ridge, even if Lin Ming practiced the Divine Dream Law and his perception was extremely powerful.
However, the sharpening of the sword makes it possible to chop wood. The understanding of the dojo also allowed Lin Ming to begin to understand the essence of the God Burial Ridge. This was something that Fatty Zhou could not compare with. Fatty Zhou could be the guide of the God Burial Ridge because of
The experiences gained by the many predecessors who entered the Burial God Ridge were summed up with their lives, and then summarized through the method passed down from master to apprentice, from one generation to the next.
Although these experiences are useful, they don't know why Burial God Ridge is like this.
Everyone was moving forward steadily. At this moment, a gray whirlwind blew in the sky, the wind howled, and there was a faint whine of ghosts.
These ghosts have evolved from various energy fields in the Burial God Ridge over hundreds of millions of years. They are so bizarre that even the Holy Lord is afraid of them.
"Don't pay attention. As long as they don't actively attack us, don't pay attention. I used the Dingtian Compass to block the anger on the eleven of us. These ghosts have no eyes and no perception. They only have the instinct to devour. They can't smell the anger. Just
We can’t be found.”
As Fatty Zhou said this, many formation talismans were circulating around him, wrapping everyone in them.
It's just a faint force field and a rune that blocks ghosts that can kill people at any time.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The strong wind swept across, and the moaning sounds of the ghosts became louder and louder. A ghost king several feet long emerged from the whirlwind.
The body of this ghost king has become substantial. It has facial features similar to those of humans, and soul flames are beating in its two eyes. It is obvious that it has become sane.
This wisdom was accumulated by the ghost king devouring many warriors of other races. They plundered the wisdom of other beings and evolved their own souls.
"Ghost King, tut!"
Fatty Zhou frowned and looked solemn. Ever since he entered the Burial God Ridge, Fatty Zhou had been walking slowly because he was careful, but he had been smiling. This was the first time he had shown such an expression.
"Is the situation very bad?" Someone sent a true message.
Fatty Zhou nodded, "If this guy finds out, we will definitely die."
The force field set up by Fatty Zhou is not omnipotent. When these ghosts are strong enough, they can see through his force field, and then they will be in danger. Not to mention that this ghost king is extremely difficult to deal with and will probably kill several of them.
The most terrifying thing is that once a fight breaks out, other evil creatures may be attracted here, and they will most likely suffer heavy losses.
Everyone was extremely vigilant. Most of the people present were the best warriors in the same realm. They had grown up and experienced many battles. Facing such a scene, although their faces were solemn, they were not panicked.
Fortunately, the force field set up by Fatty Zhou was extremely stable and locked everyone's anger tightly without any leakage. The Ghost King was not aware of it.
The black wind gradually weakened, and the ghost king seemed to be leaving.
Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It would be best if they could not face the danger of a life-and-death fight.
As the Ghost King walked further and further away, Fatty Zhou gradually put his heart back in his heart. When he was about to greet everyone to set off again, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A mysterious and invisible force appeared out of thin air and hit Fatty Zhou's force field hard, causing the force field to shake suddenly and almost shatter into pieces.
The impact just now made the ghost king who was leaving suddenly froze, as if he noticed something.
"What's going on!"
Among the crowd, the face of a half-step Holy Lord trialer changed and he asked in a deep voice.
Fatty Zhou's face looked uncertain.
"boom!"
There was another impact, and the force field became weaker and weaker. Beads of sweat oozed from Fatty Zhou's palms. He finally confirmed the terrible fact that someone was attacking them!
It’s not the evil things in the God Burying Ridge, it’s people!
"What's wrong!" Others also discovered that something was wrong.
"The curse... is a curse and attack between our guides at Burial God Ridge! Someone is using a curse to attack us!"
The guide of the Burial God Ridge is a special profession in Tianyao City. It has been passed down for countless years. Masters pass on to apprentices, and apprentices pass on to their grandchildren.
This involves various secret techniques, including divination, Feng Shui, formations, curses, etc.
For a long time, the guides of the Buried God Ridge have been competing with each other for customers, or to plunder each other's experience inheritance. They have also murdered each other. They have used various secret techniques to interfere with each other's divination, especially when the other party uses secret techniques to avoid the Buried God.
Destroying the evil creatures when they attack is the most vicious method!
"Curse!? What curse?"
Fatty Zhou's words made everyone feel a strong sense of uneasiness. The curse technique is extremely mysterious and impossible to prevent. As long as it locks on your soul breath, it can attack from a long distance. Among mortals, there are wizards who can stab straw men.
, let alone a warrior.
Generally, the curse spells of warriors of the same level are not very powerful, but when Fatty Zhou was at this critical moment, being attacked by the curse spell was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"This curse technique is a spider?"
Realizing this, Fatty Zhou's face turned extremely ugly. The Spider Brothers were notorious among the guides of the Burial God Ridge. They were the most sinister. They had done countless murders and expropriations, not to mention fellow guides, even their customers.
They may get killed for exposing their wealth!
"Spider?" Lin Ming had never heard of this name. Being attacked at this time, he could not help but think of Emperor Naki. Could it be Emperor Naki?
Thinking about it carefully, I did leave some flaws, and Naqi might have chased him to the Burial God Ridge.
The main reason was that Lin Ming did not expect to meet Naqi in Tianyao City at first, and when he discovered it, it was too late to make up for the flaws.
"boom!"
Fatty Zhou's force field trembled suddenly again, as if it was about to shatter, and the Ghost King finally noticed something strange here and let out a low roar.