The Gate of Hundred Nails is indeed one of the Immortal Heavenly Gates. When it appears, it is so powerful that the divine nails shoot out, and the Yin and Yang Illustration is immediately destroyed.
Gu Hua suddenly retreated.
Whoosh!
At this moment, Wang Ruolan fired the flying sword, which directly penetrated into Gu Hua's heart and lungs. The red blood stained his robe. Gu Hua was stunned, and said with a face full of reluctance: "I hate it so much!" After saying that, he made a puff,
He fell to the ground and lost his breath.
Plop!
Wang Ruolan also knelt on the ground, her clear eyes filled with tears, pitiful and pitiful, and her voice was sad: "Father, mother, my daughter has finally avenged you, you can rest in peace." After saying this, she was completely crying.
A tearful person.
Li Qing walked up, helped her up, and said, "Don't cry. If your parents are alive in heaven, I believe they would not want to see you like this."
Wang Ruolan hummed softly, wiped away her tears, raised her ethereal facial features, looked at Li Qing, blinked her beautiful eyes, and said, "Thank you, Brother Li."
"Let's go." Li Qing said. Gu Hua was old and cunning, comparable to Song Quanzong, and was a great threat to him. Now that he is dead, Li Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
The dark world is infinitely large, and the energy of death and yin are surging. Li Qing was surprised, what on earth is this place?
In his previous life, he was the Immortal Emperor. He had experienced and seen countless things, but it was rare to see a place with such deathly energy and strong Yin energy.
Because the conditions for the formation of such a dangerous place are extremely strict, and whenever it appears, there must be terrible consequences, and this is what Li Qing is afraid of.
Bones.
Boundless white bones appeared at their feet, causing both Li Qing and Wang Ruolan to change their expressions.
Suddenly, Wang Ruolan pointed forward and said, "What is that?"
Li Qing followed the direction of her finger and saw a blood-red coffin suspended in the air. Not far from the blood-red coffin, a large amount of spiritual energy spurted out, and pieces of essence spirit were ten or thirty feet in size.
The stone floated out, and at the same time, there was a rare Ganoderma lucidum grass.
"Hahahaha, the best spiritual stone, this is the best spiritual stone!" At this moment, Song Quanzong came out of nowhere. His expression was crazy and full of greed. When he looked at the Ganoderma lucidum grass, he was even more excited.
He lost his voice, 'Ten thousand years of Ganoderma lucidum? Oh my god, this is ten thousand years of Ganoderma lucidum. God is so kind to me, Song Quanzong!'
"Congratulations to the leader." The bald man and others all complimented Song Quanzong, "The leader is blessed with great blessings and good luck in death. He is simply the son of God!"
"Hahahahahahaha." Hearing this, Song Quanzong laughed loudly and was extremely happy, even though he knew it was flattery, and said, "Don't worry, following me will bring you many benefits."
"Yes." The bald man and others were extremely respectful.
"Song Quanzong
, these spiritual stones, Ganoderma lucidum cannot be obtained, otherwise there will be a big disaster." Suddenly, a voice came over, Song Quanzong looked at it, and immediately said with murderous intent, "Li Qing, you are not dead?"
Li Qing and Wang Ruolan walked over. He turned a blind eye to the murderous intent in Song Quanzong's eyes and said solemnly: "These spiritual stones and Ganoderma lucidum cannot be obtained."
"Humph, Li Qing, I think you want to take it all to yourself. You don't want to threaten me. Let me tell you that I have decided to take these top-quality spiritual stones and ten thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum." Song Quanzong snorted coldly and said.
"The leader is wise." The bald man flattered and said, 'Chief, since this kid said he is in danger, why not let him get it, because he can't escape from your grasp, leader.'
Song Quanzong was also a cautious person. He had seen the Yin soldiers and knew how strange and dangerous this place was. So he nodded, led the bald man and others to surround Li Qing, and said: "Li Qing, since you are like this
He said, it’s up to you to get it!”
"I said, these things cannot be touched." Li Qing's eyes fell on the blood-colored coffin and said, 'Otherwise, there will be a great danger, and you and I will not be able to escape.'
"Don't want to go? Then I will force you to go." Song Quanzong frowned slightly and waved coldly. The bald man and others stepped forward, each of them exuding powerful power to intimidate Li Qing and the other two.
You must know that the people who followed Song Quanzong into the Dark Portal were all at the third level of Danshui Realm. They were so powerful that Li Qing couldn't deal with just one person, let alone dozens of people.
Just the powerful aura power makes Li Qing
The expressions of the two of them changed. They couldn't resist. They couldn't control their bodies and moved closer to the red coffin. He immediately felt a force filled with murderous intent.
"Damn it!"
Li Qing felt this, and his expression became extremely gloomy. Although he didn't know what was inside the red coffin, his intuition told him that there was great danger inside.
Therefore, even if the best spiritual stones and ten thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum are valuable, he does not want them.
However, Song Quanzong obviously did not intend to let him go like this; moreover, whether it was the best spiritual stone or ten thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, they were too precious, and even the Wanshou Dharma King would be tempted.
Quanzong of the Song Dynasty, a second-level alchemy realm monk, was naturally greedy when he saw such treasures. However, he was extremely cunning. Sensing the danger of the red coffin, he forced Li Qing to go up and reap the benefits.
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The dark world is filled with death and yin energy, making it extremely dark, but here there is dense spiritual energy, forming dragon shapes swimming around, which is extremely magical.
The red coffin was suspended, silent and without any sign of life, as if it was really a dead thing.
At the same time, under the pressure of a dozen bald men and Danshui realm monks, Li Qing and Wang Ruolan approached the red coffin.
"This is..." Li Qing looked down and was shocked to the extreme. It turned out to be a huge sinkhole. It was extremely deep, but there was no death energy or yin energy. Instead, there was a large amount of spiritual energy and essence energy gathered together.
Pieces of top-quality spiritual stones and Ganoderma lucidum grass are simply a treasure land!
"Spiritual stones, many top-grade spiritual stones."
"Oh my God, there are so many ten thousand years of magic grass!"
"What is that? How does it look like a real dragon?"
Although the bald man was ten feet away, he was still able to see with his spiritual consciousness. He saw countless top-quality spiritual stones and Ganoderma lucidum in the sinkhole. Especially, there was a dragon-like object at the bottom of the sinkhole that was a hundred feet long.
, exuding endless energy, just like a sleeping real dragon.
For a moment, they were breathing heavily, their eyes were blazing, and their minds were filled with endless greed.
occupy.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
With almost no hesitation, the bald man and others rushed into the tiankeng, trying to pocket pieces of top-quality spiritual stones and ten thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
"What are you doing?" Song Quanzong was furious and rushed forward impatiently. When he saw everything in the sinkhole, his eyes were hot and he immediately took action to collect it.
"Hahahahahahahaha!" The bald man and the others were all laughing. In their hands were ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and pieces of top-grade spiritual stone that were three feet long.
Seeing that there was no danger, Wang Ruolan was a little moved: "Brother Song."
Hearing this, Li Qing was also a little moved. Whether it was the original deity or Tai Sui's avatar, cultivation required a lot of spiritual stones and energy. Now these top-quality spiritual stones and ten thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum grass could just make up for him, and he was also moved.
But the next moment, Li Qing's pupils shrank, and he saw a bloody mist spreading out of the red coffin. His expression changed drastically: "No, retreat!"
"Hahaha, boy, I think you are scared to death, right?"
"Idiot, you don't want all these treasures."
"Hmph, I'll kill him later!"
The bald man and the others laughed loudly, looking at Li Qing with stupid and pitiful eyes, but the next moment their laughter stopped strangely.
They found that their vision was obscured by a blood mist, and the bald man exclaimed: "What the hell is this?"