Senluo Mountain is much bigger than Xiaoluo Mountain. It is a huge mountain range. Not only is it steep, but it also looks like a towering pagoda piled on the ground. The base and base of the tower are covered with mountains. The highest mountain looks like a
Like the tower itself, it almost pierced the dusky sky.
Zhang Cong and the others didn't even stop, they rushed straight up and rushed to the bottom of the pagoda peak before encountering an obstacle.
This pagoda-shaped peak is Senluo Peak, where the gate of Senluo Sect is located. There will naturally be ghosts guarding the mountain at the foot of the mountain.
Qin Yu took the lead and released a giant dark fire bird that was more than ten feet long to clear the way. At the same time, wisteria crawled out all over the mountains and fields, not only attracting ghosts, but also some plants.
Instead, the two elders of Yinshan flew out of Qin Yu's wings in a streak of black smoke. The three of them quickly pressed up the mountain in the shape of horns. When they were halfway up the mountain, they saw more than a dozen black lights running toward them.
This was Zhang Cong's first time fighting against Ming Xiu. Not only did he take a careful look at his opponent, but there were twelve God Transformation cultivators coming down the mountain, as well as dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators, and there were even more people behind him.
Qin Yu chuckled, flicked his purple sleeves, and a large piece of black smoke directly covered the incoming Ming Xiu.
Tens of thousands of black-armored skeleton soldiers, hundreds of ghost generals, dozens of ghost kings, and two hundred black rock Yin soldiers who were over ten feet tall appeared from the black mist with strange smiles, and swarmed towards the Senluo Sect.
The monk rushed forward.
The monks of the Senluo Sect were not fools either. The dozens of people with high cultivation levels in front of them jumped up to a height of more than ten feet, trying to fly over the group of thugs thrown by Qin Yu. Unexpectedly, more than half of them were torn apart in mid-air.
He came down, screamed and fell into a pile of Yin soldiers.
In the end, only a dozen meditation cultivators and seven god-transformation monks were able to escape the entanglement of the gods' servants. Even one of the monks in the middle stage of god-transformation was dragged away.
Qin Yu's divine servants have now reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Not only are they powerful, but their minds have also become a lot smarter. They no longer swarm one of them, but work separately, and now they have 36 of them.
A master.
Before Qin Yu could make a move, the magic weapon of Ming Gong and Gui Granny flashed with a dazzling light, and directly knocked away two god-transformation monks. Lu Wuying caught up from behind and stabbed a sword into the spiritual platform of an early-stage god-transformation monk, distracting him.
They were all crucified directly.
In the blink of an eye, the four god-transformation monks were distracted, turned around and ran up the mountain. Qin Yu smiled, pointed with his little hand, and the giant ghost fire bird swallowed them all in one bite.
Zhang Cong stared dumbfounded at the four people who were fighting. He didn't even have a chance to intervene. At this time, Qin Yu's skeleton soldiers had already fought against the Senluo Zong Mingxiu behind them.
The skeleton soldiers are not very powerful, but they can't be beaten to death. They can rise again after being scattered. They quickly digested the tens of thousands of ghosts, leaving not even a shadow ghost left. In the end, a large area of Yin soldiers and ghost generals were suppressed.
, the battle group was completely surrounded.
In less than half an hour, all the Senluo Sect meditators in the mountain were eaten up, and no one saw any benefit. The thirty-six divine servants had all advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage.
Zhang Cong shook his head helplessly, and with a sweep of his mind, he led a group of people and ghosts and animals down a mountain stream in the mountains. After passing a dangerous line of sky, Zhang Cong asked Qin Yu to leave the skeleton soldiers and the ghost generals and the ghost king at the mouth of the mountain stream.
Watching and leading everyone to continue walking in, they soon saw a huge grave mound in front of them.
This tomb is like a small hill, made entirely of pitch-black stones, and is so ordinary that nothing unusual can be seen. Zhang Cong and the others walked around the black tomb a few times, and stood at a place that was quite long.
He stood tall and stood in front of the entrance, staring at the dark hole in a daze.
Although this tomb is very big, I didn’t expect the entrance to be so big. It is simply a passage. Does this mean people can go in directly?
This is the tomb of Hades. Although it only contains a Dharmakaya, is it also the tomb of Hades? It is so simple and simple, and there is also a passage. Zhang Cong found it incredible. He stood at the entrance of the cave for a long time without daring to go inside.
Qin Yu glanced at Zhang Cong, his eyes flashed, and several streaks of black smoke shot directly into the huge mouth.
After about ten minutes, Qin Yu's face was stunned, he looked at Zhang Cong and said: "This passage can indeed lead into the tomb, but it is a huge space inside, and the servants of the gods are trapped."
Zhang Cong looked at this weird Xiangkou. His spiritual thoughts moved and he extended infinitely to explore inside. He found that the hole could indeed lead to the inside. However, when he reached the entrance of the space, his spiritual thoughts were diluted and he could no longer explore.
Zhang Cong shook his head and walked inside. Qin Yu and others quickly followed behind. After walking for nearly half an hour, there was a shining cave entrance in front of them.
Zhang Cong walked over and put one hand into the light ball. An indescribable feeling immediately spread to Zhang Cong's whole body.
The various feelings of hope, confusion, decadence, strength, comfort, and pain were intertwined together, allowing Zhang Cong to experience life countless times almost instantly. His expression changed, and he took the lead in diving into the ball of light with a movement of his body.
As soon as Zhang Cong entered, he immediately saw four black smoke circling around a withered yellow pole. When Qin Yu was about to take back the servant of the god, Zhang Cong grabbed her and said: "From here on, we officially enter the secret."
Hiding, there are many dangers here, everyone must be careful.
This inconspicuous pole seems to be a magic weapon to capture souls. The four servants of the gods must be fascinated. I will go over and take a look. Don't move."
After Zhang Cong finished speaking, he walked slowly towards the direction of the wooden pole, paying attention to his feet and the surrounding environment as he walked. Zhang Cong understood that there were traps in the secret realm, but it was the first time he had seen it as soon as he entered.
Nothing happened until he reached the yellow wooden pole, which made Zhang Cong feel strange. He looked back at Qin Yu and others, and reached out to grab the wooden pole.
Zhang Cong felt as if his entire soul had been pulled out, and he suddenly entered a space, but in this space, he was an audience.
The dusky sky seemed to be collapsing. Huge mountain-like clouds were constantly surging. A huge black hole was expanding from the clouds, emitting bloody light. In the bloody light, countless black spots were falling densely.
The ground is littered with corpses, including silver-armored heavenly soldiers, cloth-clad monks, human armored soldiers, strange beasts, and some evil creatures with black hard shells.
Not far away, there was a group of monks and heavenly soldiers, fighting desperately against a large group of black evil spirits. The swords were blazing, the runes were flashing, and the flames were raging. It seemed that the human monks and the heavenly soldiers were standing together, and those evil spirits and alien beasts were standing together.
, it should have come from that black hole.
The monks and the heavenly soldiers are obviously much more powerful than the evil spirits, and even a sword can sweep them down. However, this evil spirit is not afraid of death. Even if it has been chopped to pieces, it will still rush forward and use force to
They attack the opponent with their claws and fangs, and there are also some monks among the demons, waving weapons, driving low-level demons to attack, while emitting a large area of red light.
As soon as the red light fell on the chopped demons, those demons with missing arms and legs were able to grow new limbs again, and all the demons shrouded in red light would rush up like crazy, as if
That red light is like spiritual liquid.
With the huge number of demons and the assistance of demon priests, the heavenly soldiers and monks were soon surrounded by dense demons and were about to be wiped out.
At this moment, a yellow flagpole suddenly flew over in the sky, carrying a ball of golden light, and was inserted directly into the center of the battle group. A huge shock wave, with the flagpole as the center, exploded, surrounding the heavenly soldiers and
The monk's demons blew up thousands of them, and a large area was quickly cleared.
When the golden light dissipated, Zhang Congcai saw a short, skinny old man with white hair, holding the yellow flagpole in his right hand.
The old man's right hand was almost turned into a withered bone, all the original flesh and blood had been dissolved by the demonic energy, and the clothes all over his body had become torn to pieces. The old man, covered in blood, seemed to have been fighting for a long time.
Just as the heavenly soldiers and monks took a breath, there was suddenly a harsh sonic boom and a red light struck from a distance. Zhang Cong took a closer look and saw that it was a huge sky-cleaving axe.
The ax was as big as a room, and it struck directly at the old man in the battle group with a monstrous heat wave. Before the giant ax arrived, the strong wind had already blown up the sand on the ground, turning it into a sandstorm.
But the result was beyond Zhang Cong's expectation. The huge ax was blocked directly in the sandstorm and was not cut down. After the sandstorm dissipated, Zhang Cong saw that the old man was holding the giant ax tightly with two fingers.
The sharp blade was as easy as pinching straw.
A roar sounded from a distance, and the loud thumping sound turned out to be the footsteps of a huge demon running towards him.
A demon god who was more than ten feet tall ran over howling. This demon god was completely different from the little devil. Not only was his body red, but he also had four sharp horns on his head. He held an iron chain in his huge hand.
The other end of the chain was tied to the short-handled giant axe.
This huge demon god had black spikes all over his body, and his breastplate and shoulder armor were thicker. With a shake of the sword, the huge ax was pulled back with a clatter.
Only then did Zhang Cong notice that the skinny old man's left hand was trembling. It seemed that the old man had been injured secretly by the demonic blow.
At this time, the demon god had knocked away countless demons and monks, ran up to the old man, raised a huge ax, and chopped it down in the air. At this time, Zhang Cong saw the old man grab the flagpole with his left hand, spit out his spiritual power, and withered yellow
A five-color brilliance suddenly bloomed from the flagpole and hit the giant ax that was coming towards me.
He saw the giant ax flying far away as if struck by lightning. The old man waved the flagpole with both hands, and another five-color brilliance hit the giant demon that was constantly retreating. Only then did Zhang Cong see clearly that the brilliance turned out to be a
Five-color flags.
Suddenly there was a clear shout from a distance, and a red light actually dispersed the colorless brilliance. When the red light dissipated, Zhang Cong found a slim red-haired witch with a height of over 1.5 meters, sitting on the troll
on the shoulders.
"I told you that you can't beat him. You idiot, you insist on coming to torture him. This old guy is not that easy to deal with." The witch swayed her legs and stared at the old man who stood motionless.
At this time, Zhang Cong discovered that the old man's white hair had fallen in the wind, and his whole body was almost dry, but his eyes were still staring unyieldingly at the two demon gods.
