Taoist chanting

Yang Shuilan turned into a water wave and penetrated into the undulating barrier in a flash.

Now that she tried to break in again, she was already relieved, no matter how powerful the remnant souls below were, could they stop them?

Chapter 545

Breaking in from the barrier, there is no darkness as imagined, but a faint green light, which emanates from the top of a strange octagonal ancient tomb in the middle and a big fist jewel, illuminating the entire front half of the large circular tomb. In part, it is miserable and miserable like the environment of the underworld.

Out of the thick black behind came out a white bone skeleton with sparkling phosphorous fire, holding weapons or bone implements that had lost their spirituality, silently lined up on both sides of the stone tomb and ancient tomb, and green fire appeared strangely in the black eye sockets of the skull.

There are shadowy giants wriggling in the back, and the tomb is filled with cold, spiritual, and ghostly air.

Seeing the scene ahead, a smile appeared on Tu Kun's withered and wretched face. He immediately recognized the bead on the top of the grave, which was at least a fifth-order wooden treasure. The traces of opening, only the top is still intact.

It’s not a waste of a trip, but the last and most important piece of meat can be eaten.

At the current stage, he, Yang Shuilan and Guanzhu joined forces, which is almost equivalent to a big force.

The mere second-order skull ghosts and the three ghosts and witches of different sizes hidden behind them are really not in my eyes. The remnant souls hiding in the dark may make him a little cautious, but they are many masters. .

"Everyone, why do you have to be so aggressive, how about I take out the treasure and give the old man a place to stay?"

In the darkness behind the ancient tomb, the old voice sounded.

Full of helplessness and vicissitudes.

Tu Kun held the unremarkable flying stone in his left hand, unmoved, carefully looked at the other places in the tomb, and said with a smile: "You first report your name, footsteps, and origin, and don't say anything. How can I?" Give you a place to stay?"

"Winners and losers, the old calendar of more than 500 years ago, there is nothing to mention, the old man is here to live, only need to give the old man half a year, when the time comes, the old man will move the nest and let you wait, and there are treasures. It belongs to all of you, there is no need to meet each other at this moment."

The old voice took the trouble to talk about conditions, trying to convince everyone.

Yang Shuilan is also paying attention to observation, how can she not hear that the other party is delaying time, already at this point, will she stop?

With the skeletons, ghosts, witches and beasts placed in front of the opponent, it is not enough to see, she is guessing the opponent's backhand.

She calmly arranged a simple water formation nearby, and then found that the tomb looked ordinary, but it was made of third-order crystal jade, and some inscribed runes were exposed on the dirty and dirt-covered ground. There are traces left after the battle, but they are all extremely faint.

She immediately understood that the formation in this place could repair the tomb by itself.

How did those ghost witch beasts freely enter and exit this place?

"Be careful, the air is full of ghost fans and another unknown poisonous fan."

Zhang Wenfeng suddenly reminded him through voice transmission that he had planted and used Guitougu before, and was familiar with the sinister Guizhi.

A green wood fire spread from Zhang Wenfeng's body and burned in all directions. There was a slight "chi chi" sound in the air, and Tu Kun released an earthy yellow flame, burning the surrounding area again.

The skeleton thirty feet away on the opposite side has already launched an attack.

"Everyone, even if you realize that something is wrong, it is useless to burn off the ghost powder. You have already been contaminated with another, more powerful ghost plant. I would like to advise you again, so how about giving up and leaving?"

The old voice persuaded in an unhurried manner, ignoring the scene of the skulls rolling around in the tomb.

On the back of Yang Shuilan's hand grew a moldy gray-white fluff. She used water to protect her body just now, and she never let up. She somehow got the trick, and said via voice transmission: "It's a 'ghost fleece', and it can be broken with extreme sun fire!"

"Trouble, none of us are fire-oriented, and we don't have extreme yang fire."

Tu Kun was a little annoyed. In a short time, this kind of ghost thing wouldn't affect him too much, but after a long time, he couldn't bear it even with a fourth-order cultivation.

Many of the vicious things in the realm of the underworld are against the yang world.

Guirongyi, like Guitougu, absorbs the spiritual power of monks and strengthens itself with demon power, and finally covers the whole body like a moldy fleece, slowly corroding the body.

He controlled a golden sword light, and he vented and killed the successive skeletons like chopping melons and vegetables.

"Everyone, there is still time for you to go out now. Wait until the barrier is closed, and if you want to open the door and wait for the next opening day, it is not worthwhile for you to die together with the old man."

The old voice couldn't hear the emotional fluctuations, and continued to persuade.

"Old Ge, you're a deadhead, they've got the 'ghost fleece', what are you talking about with them..."

An old woman's hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"you shut up!"

The old man's voice was a little annoyed, and he let out a low drink.

"Fuck, you coward, how long can they last? I want to watch their bodies rot, fester bit by bit, haha, tell them to kneel down and beg my old lady later, I want to devour their souls and eat slowly ..."

The old woman's voice suddenly became sharp, with madness.

The old voice ignored the old woman and urged, "Haven't you decided yet? Time is running out... Uh, how did you do it?" The voice was full of surprise and disbelief.

The crazy old woman also seemed to be strangled by the neck, and had no voice.

The gray and white fluff on Zhang Wenfeng's face and hands seemed to have been blown by the wind, withered and scattered in the air.

After patting the robe on his body a few times, the abnormality disappeared completely.

Tu Kun laughed out loud, the master has a lot of strange abilities, and there is no unparalleled path, he didn't believe the words of the old ghost who told them to retreat, and retreated, no one knew whether those two remnant souls were In singing double yellow, what kind of traps have been set outside the barrier waiting for them to fall into?

He didn't figure out how the ghost fleece was in it, he was already careful and careful, guessing it might have something to do with the enchantment?

There are endless insidious means in the practice world.

Sometimes it's not enough to have a high level of cultivation and live long enough to cope, but also luck.

They follow the Lord, and their luck seems to be good.

Zhang Wenfeng said to the donkey through voice transmission: "Put away the lightning on your body."

He put his hand on the back of the donkey, and then saw those strange white fluffs that even the silver thunder light couldn't help, disappeared one by one, and freed the donkey in a moment.

The moment he let go, brilliant lightning flashed from the donkey's body, and the circles were airtight. This time, it was well protected, leaving no gaps.

The donkey was so angry that it spewed out countless bolts of sword energy with lightning, and violently slashed and killed. There was a "crackling and booming" sound in the tomb, bone powder and dust filled the air, and ghosts, witches and beasts in the dark rushed up fiercely.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't care about the battle over there. He put his hand on Tukun's shoulder, and silently recited Chapter 1 of the Daoist scriptures. The invisible golden light flowed from his hand and slowly flowed to Tukun's body. He can only do this at present, but he can't Completely out.

Thanks to his thought power and invisible golden light, he completely restrained the ghost fleece garment.

Tu Kun laughed, and said, "Just now that fellow Taoist wants to watch our bodies rot, bit by bit, why didn't he talk?"

Zhang Wenfeng said "offended" to Yang Shuilan who came a few steps closer, and put his arm on his back to relieve her of the trouble.

Chapter 546

The ancient tomb is spacious enough, and there are donkeys and Tukun standing in front of them to stop and kill the skeleton and three ghosts and witches. Zhang Wenfeng also has time to observe the tomb while removing the ghost fleece for Yang Shuilan.

He recited the scriptures silently, and suddenly noticed that the gemstone on the top of the octagonal tomb had been calm and unwavering green light, and there were some ripples and flickering, mixed with thunder light, golden light, yellow spells, and the huge shaking shadows of fighting ghosts and witches. Very inconspicuous.

But it exists clearly, that kind of fluctuation seems a little familiar, almost distracting him.

"My lord, are you ready?"

Yang Shuilan asked in a low voice, she could feel that the priest was reciting the scriptures silently, and the invisible power washed her whole body, all the abnormalities were swept away, and there was no uncomfortable feeling that the ghost fleece was absorbing the divine power in her body.

She was a little puzzled that the master's right hand was still on her back, the heat of his palm made her uncomfortable, and the master's personality would not take advantage of her.

Zhang Wenfeng suddenly regained consciousness, quickly withdrew his palms, and stopped reciting scriptures silently.

The gemstones on the top of the ancient tomb returned to normal in an instant, quietly exuding a light as calm as water, without any fluctuations.

It wasn't the two remnant souls who were hiding, he suddenly thought, could it be... related to his chanting?

Yang Shuilan saw that Tukun and the donkey had crushed all the skeletons and repelled the three ghost beasts countless times. She used water magic to cover a ghost Wuchan that was knocked over by Tukun with a stone, and looked for the curse pattern on Ghost Wuchan's body. node.

Seeing that the viewer seemed to be thinking about countermeasures, he didn't bother.

She doesn't leave too far away from the temple master, so as not to be unable to take care of her.

This place is not like the outside, the three ghost witch beasts have no terrain to borrow, let alone drill into the ground, there are Tukun and donkeys enough to deal with it, if it is not for the previous greeting with the earth guardian, the ghost witch body is of great use, and the earth guardian throws it away The stone in the hand may have smashed one or two of them into pieces.

"Old Ge, if you don't show your ability to press the bottom of the box, you won't even be able to keep your hiding place."

The old woman's voice was a little anxious.

"I don't know how many lifetimes the old man has sinned. Having a greedy, ignorant and unrestrained idiot like you as a companion caused his body to rot. Now... well, death is death, just a relief."

There was a trace of hatred in the old voice.

"You are the idiot. Your whole family is all idiots. More than 500 years ago, my old lady was also beautiful. She was blind and abandoned her husband and son to follow you. You are a messy old bastard. You have insufficient knowledge and fell into the ancient The tomb trap loses its body, but it's my old lady's fault..."

The old woman broke out violently, cursing wildly in hysterics.

Unpleasant roars reverberated in the empty tomb, and the three ghosts, witches and beasts who were still struggling suddenly stopped still.

There was a little blue water mark on the chin of that Ghost Witch Toad, and Tu Kun's flying sword and donkey's sword qi swung and pierced fiercely, killing the Ghost Witch Toad whose weakness in the curse pattern was found in one fell swoop.

The old woman was frightened, and screamed: "Old man Ge, you are crazy! You can explode ghost witch beasts yourself, the other side of the tomb is narrow, they have nowhere to hide, hurry up."

As soon as she spoke, Yang Shuilan took advantage of the fighting spirit of the two remnants of the soul, and when the old man Ge stopped the ghost witch beast, she quickly found the weakness in the third-level perfect ratio earth witch beast that was more than ten feet long.

Tu Kun and the donkey cooperated again and succeeded in attacking, and the Bijiwu beast with its huge round head held high fell down.

Wait until a potential threat is resolved.

There was a cry in the old woman's voice, and she shouted: "Old man Ge, you don't think about yourself, and you don't think about me, Jin Huaniang, how much suffering have I suffered with you? You can't listen to a few complaints."

"late!"

The old voice was devoid of emotion.

As the last beast that was much smaller than the earth witch fell down, the old woman cursed: "Ge Chun, you bastard, old pervert, you will die badly. My old lady curses you to suffer in the hell forever..."

"To shut up!"

With the old man's voice yelling, the ugly shrew cursing stopped abruptly.

The entire cemetery was cleaned up.

Tu Kun and Luzi looked at each other, who dared to scold them like this, they would have been beaten to death hundreds of times, and the old man Ge still had the ability to stop it but let the old woman insult him, what a bitch.

Yang Shuilan has been guessing since the old woman scolded "Old Ge", but now she heard the name "Ge Chunxian", her expression showed a bit of complexity, the famous sixth-level master back then, just like this, was rejected by a Jin who had never heard of it. Hua Niang scolded her all over.

I really don't know how Ge Chunxian endured that crazy woman for hundreds of years?

She was worthless for the masters of the witch clan back then.

No wonder she didn't dare to tell her her real name, she regretted knowing that Ge Chun hadn't fallen on the battlefield, but she had to listen to that woman's humiliation in a dark place.

"500 years underground, mountains and rivers are gone!"

The old voice laughed at himself, "Then, let's all go to the Nether Realm together, and we will be good companions on the way to Huangquan!"

The green gemstones on the top of the ancient tomb flickered for a long time and then for a short time. The green brilliance seemed to be extinguished at any time. The ground of the tomb suddenly showed curved and strange green light patterns, spreading from around the ancient tomb towards them, like branches branching , forming a densely packed giant tree of green light.

"It's the 'Witchwood Soul Devouring Formation', a witching formation he launched with his own soul."

Yang Shuilan recognized the formation gradually formed by the green light on the ground at a glance. The old guy didn't want to live anymore and wanted to drag them to their death together. She quickly took out several formation flags and stabbed them into the ground about ten feet away from her.

One end of the flagpole of the formation flag was sharp, piercing into the ground of the crystal jade for an inch, but there were a few "pops", and all the formation flags pierced into the ground were cracked and unusable.

Yang Shuilan grabbed a handful of grape beads and smashed them to the ground one by one.

The beads spread out like water, and a white mist rose up, and soon the mist formed into a piece of three feet in size, covering three people and one donkey.

Yang Shuilan quickly arranged complex water formations around her body, and as the beads were thrown out, the formations superimposed and pushed outward.

"Who the hell are you? Report your name, the old man has forgotten many things back then, if you are an acquaintance, maybe you can spare your life."

asked the old voice.

Yang Shuilan ignored it and continued to arrange the formation. The old guy couldn't judge by ordinary people, she was worried that the other party was going to divide and disintegrate their team, and she couldn't leave the temple master and the others to escape alone.

She tried her best to use the array to consume the opponent first. Her purple snail tower was filled with water, and then released a flood of water to flood the entire tomb, adding power to her water array. If not, everyone hid in the purple snail tower. Luota, using the treasures as a barrier, fought the old guy to the end, plus the soil protector and several powerful treasures.

The old man's remnant soul is urging the formation, which is burning soul power, how long will it consume?

One ebbs and another grows, and the consumption will also consume the remnant soul without a body.

Suddenly I heard an old voice in surprise: "Impossible, how can you influence 'Mu Danzhu'?"

Zhang Wenfeng recited scriptures silently, and the green beads on the top of the ancient tomb thirty feet away flickered in a messy way, as if he was a little at a loss.

Chapter 547

No wonder the old man with the remnant soul was surprised. He had plotted the forbidden area of ​​this historic site for hundreds of years, and he knew that the wood dan bead on the top of the ancient tomb was not so easy to touch as the center of the formation of the entire tomb.

Even a slight fluctuation is very difficult, not to mention that the boy is about thirty feet away from the ancient tomb.

He was sitting here before the war between the Wu Clan and the Taoists, and other Wu Clan masters were transferred away one after another. Only the last corner gate and the beads on the top of the ancient tomb were left untied. He was reluctant to give up and chose to stay.