Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 282 Changliu Lake ([-])
"What is this?" Yin Tianci frowned, he didn't recognize anything on the talisman.

"Looking at this posture, it seems to be a kind of seal." Xiang Jingxing said

Qin Hao said: "It's the magic-suppressing talisman. The black talismans on these brick walls are all demon-sealing marks. The seals inside are probably demons and monsters."

Yin Tianci asked: "What should I do? Do you want to open it?"

Qin Hao said: "I don't think it is necessary, there is no need to ask for trouble. And there may not be any treasures in this house."

Xiang Jingxing said: "Look, the spiritual power of this yellow talisman is not strong. Even if there are any ghosts, with our strength, we should be able to deal with them. And we came here just to seek treasure, so we can't give up halfway. "

Yin Tianci said: "Fellow Daoist Xiang is right. Since the Lord of Treasures has arranged corresponding guards in front of each hall, I think the same problem will still be encountered in the future. Who agrees to turn back here? "

Han Hun said: "I put in so much effort, not just for dozens of bottles of pills, I will never turn back. If Fellow Daoist Qin is not willing to take the risk, no one will stop you if you insist on leaving."

Yin Tiansheng's eyes were firm: "If God does not grant it, it will be blamed instead. Cultivation is the coexistence of opportunities and risks. In ancient and modern times, no great monk has experienced smooth sailing and no risks. This is our chance. Compared with the little risk we have to bear , is not worth mentioning at all."

"Brother Qin, you are the only one left now. The four of us have decided to find out. Do you want to come with us, or leave with dozens of bottles of pills?" Xiang Jingxing looked at him and said
Qin Hao was silent for a while: "Then try it! This magic-suppressing talisman is a second-order talisman. Even with the addition of those talismans on the brick wall to enhance its power, I think the demons and monsters in it will at most build a foundation." Level. As long as you are not a Golden Core cultivator, the strength of the five of us should be more than enough to protect ourselves."

"Well, everyone be careful." Yin Tianci said, and stretched out his hand to uncover the yellow talisman on the door.

Suddenly, the palace shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

Several people hurriedly retreated, sacrificed spiritual weapons to protect their bodies, and all looked solemnly at the movement in the palace.

The talismans on the brick wall shone with black light one after another, soaring out of them, surrounding the palace.

The entire temple is densely packed with black characters, emitting black light.

There was a loud rumbling sound in the palace, and the two stalemate for less than a cup of tea.

The light of the black character became weaker and weaker, and finally dissipated in midair.

There were bursts of ghosts crying and howling wolves in the hall, and the clanking of the wolves, like the sound of gold and iron, like ten thousand horses galloping.

The gate of the palace opened without wind, and billowing gray ghost fog gushed out from it.

"Be careful, they are coming." Yin Tianci said
The gray mist in the palace seems to be endless, billowing out, covering the entire courtyard in the blink of an eye.

This gray-white ghost mist is not ordinary mist, but the hostility of the things in the house. If ordinary people touch this thing, they will die immediately. Even monks have to use their means to resist, otherwise the ghost mist will be inhaled into the body as soon as it enters the nose. , will automatically suck blood.

Several people were wrapped in gray mist, and spiritual light hung down from the spiritual weapon above their heads to protect the whole body.

There were bursts of howling ghosts and howling wolves in the house, like crying and weeping, like complaints and complaints.

Hearing this, Han Qing felt that the ghosts in the house were rather pitiful. They had been suppressed for countless years, locked up in the dark palace, lonely and alone.

There was a bit of pity in his heart.

Hearing this sound again, it was as if a young woman in a boudoir was whispering about her miserable experience, Han Hun couldn't help feeling compassionate, and walked towards the palace step by step.

"Drink." A loud shout suddenly came from his ears, and it exploded in his mind, like thunder on the ground, shaking his heart and soul.

Han Hun suddenly woke up, and when he took a closer look, he was less than three feet away from the palace.

In an instant, his back was wet, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his legs went limp, and he almost fell to the ground. If he really stepped into this palace just now, then...

The weeping voice from the palace came again, and Han Hun felt the hairs all over his body standing on end when he heard it again, and his head gradually became dizzy after a while.

"Not coming back yet." Xiang Jingxing yelled loudly, and it exploded in his mind.

Han Qing woke up again, his whole body trembled, and he returned to the crowd in a flash.

And the voice still came one after another.

"This is a psychedelic ghost sound, directly attacking the consciousness, creating an illusion in the mind, keep your mind, don't be moved by it." Qin Hao said
The moment the ghost's voice came out, everyone felt the waves of spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness, so they each used their spiritual power to gather their spiritual consciousness to fight against the phantom sound.

But he didn't expect Han Hun to have learned this way. He was behind the crowd, he was careless for a while, and he didn't notice it.

Seeing him walking forward for no reason, several people didn't know what he meant, and thought he had discovered something.

It wasn't until he approached the palace step by step that he realized that he was hallucinated by ghost sounds.

Several people shouted quickly, but he seemed to have never heard it, and just walked forward.

Fortunately, Xiang Jingxing has a secret method of spiritual consciousness, which he used in time to break into his sea of ​​consciousness and awaken him.

"This ghost is not simple! The psychedelic sound can actually affect me and other foundation cultivators." Yin Tianci frowned.

Han Hun's face was reddish. Among the five people here, only one person was confused by the phantom sound.Xiang Jingxing, Yin Tianci, and Qin Hao are all monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Their cultivation base is stronger than him, and their strength is naturally stronger than him. It is said that they are not affected by the phantom sound.

But Yin Tiantian also cultivated in the early stage of foundation establishment, but he was safe and sound. He was alone being bewitched, and he was shocked, angry and afraid.

The sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves was still coming, Han Hun didn't dare to be careless, and kept his mind tightly.If you are confused by it again, it will be really embarrassing.

"Be careful." Yin Tianci yelled suddenly, and saw two figures flash out of the palace, attacking the crowd.

Several people took a closer look and found that they were two ferocious ghosts, with two horns on their heads, ten fingers bent, white nails, two or three feet long, red eyes, crooked bodies, and black all over.

The two ghosts were as swift as the wind, and they came to Yin Tianci in a flash, their claws were like knives, and they attacked him.

The black shield above Yin Tianci's head was shining brightly, blocking in front of him, only the sound of metal clashing was heard, and the sharp claws of the two ghosts hit the shield, making a piercing sound of metal clashing.

Immediately, two deep claw marks were left on the shield.

Yin Tianci frowned. This top-grade spiritual weapon of his was known for its tenacity. During the battle with Xuanmen disciples, it withstood many attacks without leaving any marks of swords, guns, swords or halberds.

Now being hit by these two ghosts, two claw marks were left, enough to see the blade of their claws.

Qin Hao, Xiang Jingxing, Han Hun, and Yin Tiansheng were not idle, they attacked the two ghosts from the left and right almost at the same time, and in an instant, the four and the two ghosts fought together.

Han Hun sent a gold brick, Xiang Jingxing released the corpse puppet, holding a trident, and the two attacked the ghost back and forth.

The gold brick turned into a size of several feet, and the light burst out, hitting the ghost from above.

The ghost let out a long howl, and Han Hun felt a buzzing in his head, and he was stunned for a moment, and the gold bricks in mid-air were also floating.

A jet-black trident fell from the sky and cut off its path, but it was Xiang Jingxing who made the move. Seeing the ghost roaring, Han Hun's eyes were loose and his heart was not good, so he hurriedly sacrificed the trident.

The ghost clasped its hands together, held the trident with its sharp claws, and sprayed black smoke from its mouth.

The smoke entangled the trident and spread upwards, and the light of the trident immediately dimmed.

Xiang Jingxing was startled, and took a closer look. It turned out that there were countless wriggling worms hidden in the smoke, and those worms were gnawing at the spiritual power of the trident.

Xiang Jingxing made a move, intending to recall the three halberds, but unexpectedly, the ghost spit out another black ball.

The ball radiated black light, covering the trident, and actually fixed it in place, unable to move.

Xiang Jingxing became anxious, and commanded the corpse puppet to attack from behind.

The green flames all over the corpse puppet's body rose sharply, attacking the ghost.

The ghost's whole body was surrounded by black mist, protecting the whole body. Although the corpse puppet was full of green flames, it couldn't break through the black mist surrounded by the ghost for a while.

On the other side, Han Hun had woken up from the state of dementia. Thinking of the situation just now, he broke out in cold sweat and his liver and gallbladder burst.

He also saw the ghost three times, five times and two times, forcing Xiang Jingxing's spiritual weapon. Seeing that the trident was on the verge of falling, he wanted to help, but he was afraid that the ghost would turn its head and attack him.

After a little weighing in his mind, he called back the gold brick and protected his whole body. This gold brick is his only middle-grade spiritual weapon, which can be attacked and defended. It has been with him for many years, and it is very easy.

He didn't want the gold brick to end up like a trident, so he protected his whole body with the gold brick, turned his left hand over, took out a red sword, pointed at the sword, the sword surged against the wind, and slashed at the black ball.

Hearing a "bang", the ball shook slightly a few times, and the black light covering the trident also swayed for a while.

Taking advantage of this, the trident escaped from his control, Xiang Jingxing made a move, and the trident returned to his hand.

Looking at the halberd again, it was white all over, obviously damaged a lot.

The scarlet red saber slashed down again, and the jet-black orb burst into light, covering the saber, immediately immobilizing it, unable to move.

The ghost's figure flashed, and its sharp claws hit the broadsword, only a click was heard, and under the collision of the two, cracks appeared on the broadsword's body. The ghost made another claw, and the broadsword shattered and fell to the ground.

When Han Hun saw his long knife shattered, he was very distressed, and when he saw the ghost attacking him, he was frightened out of his wits and retreated violently.

Xiang Jingxing retracted his trident, and took out a red iron scroll in his hand. The iron scroll rose to about ten feet, and smashed it at the ghost.

The ghost spit out a jet-black ball, repeated the same trick, and the light fixed on the iron scroll.

Xiang Jingxing pinched a magic spell, and the iron scroll slowly unfolded, and a girl in white clothes like snow walked out from it, with a long sword on her back and a jade hairpin inserted obliquely, she was quite independent.

The girl came out from the iron scroll, and sheathed the long sword in her hand.The powerful sword intent instantly filled the surrounding world, and countless snow-like sword lights hit the black ball.

(End of this chapter)