Qi Tianying held the shield in front, Lin Ji and Nangong Linglong took half a step back to protect them, and Gui Wannian and Wu Jie stood at the back. The five of them stepped into the fog cautiously, holding each other's horns.
"Hold your breath!" Nangong Linglong suddenly said.
Several people hurriedly followed the instructions, and there seemed to be something hazy hidden in the mist. It had no shape or image, floating left and right, not far or near from the few people.
"Is it a ghost?" Wu Jie asked.
"Not really." Nangong Linglong from the Ghost Sect replied with certainty, "It's just some residual thoughts. It should be the senior who died in the secret realm before."
"Amitabha! I wish I wouldn't have to wait like this!"
"Shut up! You bald guy, can you stop saying depressing words!" Qi Tianying said angrily.
Crunch!
I don't know who stepped on something.
"Ignore it and go straight!" Gui Wannian urged.
Crunching and breaking sounds continued to be heard.
After walking for more than a hundred feet, the fog in front of us finally came to an end.
A few people looked down and saw that what they stepped on was a huge dragon bone. The huge and ferocious dragon head was looking up to the sky, as if it was extremely unwilling.
With the dragon head as the boundary, the scenes on the left and right are completely different.
On the left, the sky is clear, the flowers and plants are blooming, a gurgling creek is jumping happily, and further away is a stretch of green mountains.
On the right, there are overcast clouds, desert desert sands, a tornado and strong winds rolling around, and beyond is an endless ocean.
It's like two completely different paintings were glued together like a knife.
Qi Tianying stopped and asked in confusion, "Which way to go?"
"The mountains are confusion and the sea is suffering, but the only way forward is the right path." Wu Jie pointed far ahead and said, "Go in the middle!"
Qi Tianying was a little distrustful of the monk, so he turned around and asked a few people, "What do you think?"
Nangong Linglong looked around and said, "There is a lot of resentment on the left and right, but the middle... is a bit unclear."
Gui Wannian pointed at the withered dragon head and said: "The dragon head is very unwilling to move towards it. It should be..."
Whoosh!
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Ji took a big step forward and swung his sword wildly.
The sword energy turned into a rainbow light and flew straight forward.
Click!
Following a burst of thunder, the scenes on the left and right immediately twisted and turned, forming two huge vortexes.
The vortex turned faster and faster, turning into two dark holes.
When I looked at it again, I couldn't help but be shocked.
There are no mountains or seas ahead, but an extremely huge and astonishing two-headed giant dragon!
With two big mouths open, standing on the left and right, the scene of mountains and seas just now is just a false phantom.
If I had chosen either side just now, both of them would have been swallowed whole.
In addition to Qi Tianying, the other three people also vaguely discerned the path, but no one dared to be completely sure.
On the other hand, Lin Ji, who had the lowest level of cultivation, remained silent and cut through Xu Wu with a sword. He couldn't help but look at him in surprise.
Enlightenment is based on the mind of Buddha.
Nangong Linglong was led by resentment.
The turtle's ten thousand years are cut off by the dragon's head.
But why did this kid make such a decision? Why did Shi'er take action without hesitation?
Of course, this is their secret place, so it is inconvenient to ask more questions.
Just now, a dragon-shaped afterimage suddenly appeared in Lin Ji's mind. It was the brutal evil dragon that he had killed in Jiudaojiang.
I don’t know what the reason is for Ao Lang and this two-headed dragon.
The cause and effect has not yet been resolved, so I will do my duty!
"Roar!"
The giant dragon roared wildly and retracted its two heads, standing up thousands of feet tall. Its four big lantern-like eyes stared at Lin Ji, as if it was about to spit out fire.
"Be careful!" Before Gui Wannian's startled voice could stop, he saw Lin Ji suddenly leaping into the air, his long sword trembling towards the dragon's head.
"Ouch!"
The giant dragon opened its mouth fiercely, and two angry dragons rushed out!
"Go with Haoran's sword and wash away the smoke and dust forever!"
Lin Ji shouted loudly and struck Long Xi with his double-headed sword.
Whoosh!
Green light burst out, and a majestic sword light more than three feet wide crashed down.
Zi La La...
When Long Xi touched the sword light, it made a harsh and chaotic sound, and then turned into streaks of smoke.
The sword light was not disturbed at all, and flashed between the two heads of the giant dragon like a startling rainbow falling from the sky.
puff!
An extremely bright red line exploded in the sky, and then fell down one after another.
Click!
The giant dragon split into two halves, stood there for a moment and then fell down, causing the ground to tremble.
Blood is rushing like a vast ocean, and a fishy stench fills the sky!
"Two-headed evil dragon, Liu Ji."
A line of vague handwriting flickers in the consciousness and then disappears.
Since entering the Tao, the thin cause and effect has long been transformed into the clear Tao rhyme.
Lin Ji was a little shocked, but he didn't think much about it. As soon as his spiritual energy swayed, the foul smell of blood splashing on his body immediately dissipated and fell back to the ground lightly.
Qi Tianying was particularly excited to see Lin Ji slaying the dragon with his sword. He struck the shield with his sword and praised loudly: "Well done!"
"Amitabha, the donor is so great!"
Wu Jie clasped his hands together and thought to himself: "How come that sword just now seems to have been seen somewhere before? Oh! Yes, it is very similar to the sword mark that fell on the plaque of Ci'en Temple!"
The old turtle blinked his small eyes, cupped his hands and said: "My little friend is indeed the chosen one of the human race. He does have some real abilities! But I am blind!"
Nangong Linglong smiled and said: "I heard before that you actually fought with Bai Xiao to the point of losing both sides. I still didn't believe it. Now it seems that if we fight again, Bai Xiao will definitely die!"
Lin Ji cupped his hands and returned the greeting: "You don't have to be polite, just like what Mr. Gui said, once we enter the secret realm, we should be of one mind and not hide anything!"
"That's right!" Everyone responded in unison and continued to move forward across the sea of blood.
After passing through another mist, what appeared in front of us was an endless expanse of Gobi sand, which was boundless as far as the eye could see.
The sky was like an upside-down black cauldron, covering the top of the head with a thick black cover without any gaps.
Click!
The moment a few people stepped onto the sand, there was a loud thunder in the sky.
Click, click...
Then, there were eight more sounds in a row.
After nine thunders in succession, streaks of light as fast as meteors fell down.
Bang bang bang!
Meteors fell one after another, landing heavily on the sand dunes ahead.
When they saw it, they saw that it was actually nine giant coffins.
Each coffin is more than ten feet long and three feet wide.
The entire body is made of bronze, densely covered with ancient and complicated curse seals, and is covered with layers of dark green patina over the course of countless years.
Nine coffins stand side by side, with yin energy rising to the sky.
The air around him suddenly became colder, and as far as he could see, a layer of pale frost seeped out from hundreds of miles of sand and gravel.
"Could this be... the Nine Celestial Coffins?" Nangong Linglong frowned slightly and said in astonishment.
"Nine Celestial Coffins?" Gui Wannian, who had lived the longest, seemed to have heard about it and said in surprise, "Isn't that the legendary messenger who guards the Nine Netherworld Spring?"
"That's right!" Nangong Linglong replied, "It is said that there is a spring underground in Kyushu, which leads directly to the ghost world of Youmen. Each spring has an ancient bronze coffin, and the coffins contain the nine envoys of Youmen. They are respected by our ghost sect as
Jiutian Zun! Although I come from the Ghost Sect, I only know this much!"
Crunch...
At this moment, the nine coffins made a strange noise at the same time.