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Chapter 677 Necronomicon

Xuan Qiong Tower, the thirteenth level of space, somewhere on the beach next to the black water.

A group of nearly thirty people from Lihuoguan, headed by Wen Hua, were looking at the white light that lit up in the space passage. The original joy and anger had long faded.

Due to their previous experiences, everyone formed a team and began to search for space passages as soon as they entered the thirteenth floor. Due to the large number of people, the number of phantom beasts encountered along the way was limited. Including Wen Hua, the Xuan Qiong Order had not yet arrived.

Light up, so no one can enter the fourteenth level of space.

"Everyone, let's split into two groups for the time being. One group will hunt the phantom beasts first and light up the Xuan Qiong Token. The other group will stay here to prevent the space passage from being tampered with again. Wait for the hunting group to come back.

, let the people left behind go hunting, and after everyone's tokens are all lit up, we can enter the fourteenth floor together." Wen Hua suggested.

As the eldest brother, Wen Hua is quite famous in Lihuo Temple, especially the method he proposed is relatively safe, so no one objects, and everyone supports it.

Almost four or five hours later, after Li Huoguan and his party lost three disciples, all the Xuan Qiong Tokens in the hands of the remaining people were finally lit up.

In terms of cultivation, Shi Mu, Yan Luo and Ximen Xue actually belong to the lower reaches of this group. According to Wen Hua's arrangement, they naturally gathered the magic beads safely as the second team moved together.

The remaining twenty or so people adjusted their breath briefly and entered the fourteenth level of space through the space passage.

Not long after Shi Mu and others entered the space passage, a figure suddenly appeared in the void nearby, paused briefly outside the white light, and then flew straight in.

The space on the fourteenth floor of Xuan Qiong Tower is a gloomy world.

Looking around, the ground is full of rotten mud. From time to time, you can see some messy remains of corpses, and the occasional plants are also showing a grayish color.

There were dark clouds floating in the sky, and the space between heaven and earth was filled with a trembling gloomy air. The wind howled from far and near, and there were sounds like ghosts crying.

The situation here is very similar to that of the Ancient Xixia Kingdom, but the Yin Qi here is ten times stronger than that of the Ancient Xixia Kingdom, almost comparable to the interface of the dead.

Shi Mu thought of this and glanced at Yan Luo.

Yanluo looked forward, but his expression was very calm.

"This time we are at the forefront of Lihuo Temple. If nothing else happens, most of us will be qualified to enter the Holy Ruins. Everyone, please don't be careless and follow me carefully." Wen Hua ordered.

I got off, looked for a direction and walked over first.

Hearing this, the disciples in the Lihuo audience perked up, responded, and followed closely one after another.

After walking for about half an hour, everyone came to a black river that was a hundred feet wide.

Rotten bones and corpses emerged from time to time in the fast-flowing river, emitting waves of disgusting stench.

"What the hell is this place? It's so disgusting." A fat Lihuo Guan disciple with his hair in a bun said with disgust on his face as he covered his mouth and nose with his hands.

"Be patient. If you seal your breath, not only will your spiritual power be wasted in vain, but you will also be easily ambushed. It's really not cost-effective. Just wait until you kill the phantom beasts as soon as possible and find a passage out of here." Beside him, another person said,

A disciple with a beard said soothingly.

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the dark sewage in the river in front of them surged violently, and a black mucus shot out from the river like an arrow.

Wen Hua waved his hand, and the purple meteor hammer burst out with light, and suddenly struck out, colliding with the black water arrow.

There was a "bang" sound.

The big puff of slime splashed in all directions, and the black water arrow immediately dissipated.

"Hoo...ho..."

At this moment, dozens of continuous low roars suddenly came from the black river.

Shi Mu focused his gaze and looked toward the center of the river. He saw the black river water gushing with a large number of bubbles emerging from it, making it look like it was boiling.

Immediately afterwards, tall figures staggered out from all over the river, and there were hundreds of them.

"Giant carrion!" Wen Hua was shocked.

What emerged from the sewage were giant carrion corpses that were more than 20 to 30 feet tall. The audience from Lihuo looked like earthworms in front of them.

The rotten flesh on his body was filled with black air, the rotten facial features were blurred into one piece, and a large amount of mucus was flowing out of the empty eye sockets, making it look like mud.

The most shocking thing is that nearly half of these carrion giants exude a heavenly aura!

These more than a hundred giant rotting corpses stood staggered forward and backward in the black river. When they fished the river with their hands, they pulled out a stream of flowing black sludge.

When the flowing sludge reached his hands, entangled by the black mist, it suddenly solidified and turned into large black bows.

These giant rotting corpses seemed to have no one under their command, but their movements were surprisingly consistent, like a well-disciplined army. They picked up their bows and arrows at the same time and shot towards the Lihuo audience disciples.

The sound breaks through the sky!

Dense black water arrows fell from the sky like black rain, covering most of the sky in darkness.

What's even more shocking is that giant rotting corpses are constantly standing up from all over the river.

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. The rotting corpses are slow. Let's fight and retreat. Don't wander around!" The meteor hammer in Wen Hua's hand danced all over the sky, turning into a black light curtain tens of feet wide, blocking most of the fog arrow attacks.

.

The rest of the people also sacrificed their spiritual weapons and magic weapons at this moment, fighting and retreating...

After more than an hour, the battle finally subsided. Although Li Huoguan and his team killed more than twenty rotten corpses, they also paid the price of two disciples.

After this battle, everyone became more cautious after seeing the undead phantom beasts whose strength had increased on the fourteenth level.

In the next half day, although they were attacked by undead phantom beasts many times, they were not in danger. With no casualties, each of the remaining 20 people received more than 20 phantoms.

beads.

On the second day, when Shi Mu and others were bypassing a black mountain peak, they encountered another large group of Lichen Sect disciples.

There were over a hundred people in this pair, and they looked like they had just fought against the zombie phantom. Many of the human robes had traces of being corroded by the black mist.

Judging from the clothing, these people are all from Qitian Temple, Zhenlei Temple and Kanshui Temple. Their number is about the same, almost one-third each.

Shi Mu glanced briefly, but raised his brows slightly.

Shui Fengyue, Wan Hucong and Mo Qinghui, the three major disciples of Sanguan, were not among them. Instead, the green-haired young men Li Che and Lang Kun were standing at the front of the group.

When the Lihuo audience saw the three men and horses, the other party also noticed them.

Li Che and others looked surprised at the same time, but they returned to normal after a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples of Sanguan, led by Li Che and several disciples of the late Heavenly Stage, walked towards Li Huoguan and others.

"Oh, what a coincidence! Senior Brother Wen has also arrived on the fourteenth floor, and he brings with him such a bunch of... burdens. It's really not easy." As soon as the two parties met, a late-stage Tiantian disciple of Gentian Temple felt a little strange.

said.

"What did you say, kid?" A late-stage disciple next to Wen Hua said angrily after hearing this.

"Who are you calling a burden?"

The disciples of Lihuo Temple also showed angry expressions and opened their mouths to question.

The man heard the words but didn't answer. He didn't seem to take these people seriously at all. He just stared at Wen Hua playfully.

Li Che stood quietly beside the man, looking at the audience in Lihuo calmly, without any intention of stopping him.

Shi Mu's eyes swept back and forth a few times on the faces of the Qantianguan disciple and Wen Hua, and he sneered in his heart.

The disciples of these three concepts were mixed together for some unknown reason.

"Don't make any noise! ​​Who are you? Where are Mo Qinghui and the others?" Wen Hua waved one hand to stop the yelling of the people behind him, turned around and said in a deep voice.

"Senior Brother Zou Kai, Brother Mo, they are profound in Taoism, so naturally they have already entered higher levels of space." The man replied.

"Zou Kai. Don't tell me that the space passage in the fourteenth layer of space was not sealed by you." Wen Hua's eyes turned cold and he suddenly changed the subject.

"Hehe, that's right! There's nothing to deny. If Senior Brother Wen of Qantian Temple's Small Sumeru Array can't recognize him, then he's not worthy of being a disciple of Lihuo Temple." Zou Kai smiled slightly and admitted frankly.

"If you do such a shameless thing, aren't you afraid of breaking the rules and being punished by the sect's laws?" Wen Hua asked with a sneer.

"Senior Brother Wen, what you said is inappropriate. Although we made it clear before entering the tower that we were not allowed to fight each other, we didn't say that we couldn't take other measures." At this moment, Li Che suddenly interrupted.

"Huh, speaking of it, this move is also a result of your Kanshui Guanshuiying Curse." Wen Hua said with a sneer.

"Senior Brother Wen, we are also considering the sect to increase the difficulty of the test to avoid that those selected to enter the Kunlun Holy Ruins will be a bunch of waste and only make other holy places laugh." Li Che said the word waste before

At this time, his eyes swept over the Lihuo audience, and he deliberately emphasized his tone.

The disciples of Lihuo Temple were not made by clay figures. Suddenly, their anger surged. Thunder and lightning surged from their bodies, and they were about to rush forward.

"Do you want to take action? We will accompany you to the end." Zou Kai laughed, and his body immediately flashed with electric light, making a loud "crackling" sound.

Shi Mu glanced at Yan Luo and moved forward slightly. The hand in his sleeve had already completed the sword technique.

"If you want to fight, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. When you leave the Xuan Qiong Tower, I, Wen Hua, will visit your two caves one by one." Wen Hua said with a solemn expression.

"Oh, then I will wait for Senior Brother Wen in the cave." Li Che said nonchalantly after hearing this.

"What an honor!" Zou Kai bowed his hand towards Wen Hua.

Although the two sides have already broken their skin, no one wants to be the first to take action and take the responsibility of actively provoking fights.

"Humph! Let's go." Wen Hua said, waving with one hand, leading Li Huo and the audience to turn and leave.

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