Xianhong Road

Chapter 114 The Millennium Mysterious Corpse
uh~
At this moment, the overwhelming demonic energy poured in, and spread for several miles in an instant, deterring countless ghosts and dead things, and even made the faces of two mysterious old men who were peeping secretly from a distance look horrified.

"Oops, what happened? Suddenly such a tyrannical demonic energy appeared in the tomb..." The elegant old man suddenly turned pale, very disturbed.

"Could it be that some unrivaled demon has appeared? But we entered this tomb a year ago. There are two iron-clad puppets with impressive strength, and there is also... a thousand-year-old mysterious corpse that is sleeping."

The old man in gray robe said with a look of astonishment.

"Is there any mystery in the tomb, or what kind of accident happened? No, the old man has to go and have a look, and I must not just sit and watch the children of my Yuwu Villa encounter such a catastrophe."

The elegant old man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately flew towards the tomb.

"Brother Chu! Be safe and don't be impatient. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I think that coming to the Fat Ghost Dao will definitely face great challenges. We just need to change the original plan..."

The old man in gray robe followed closely behind, with some joy and excitement in his eyes, he discussed with the elegant old man.

……

uh~
Under the tomb, in the dark red stone hall, the terrified voice came suddenly and oppressed with a shocking demonic energy. Faced with such power and pressure, all the monks on the field turned pale and sweated on their foreheads.

Invisibly, it seems that there is a demonic hand of death tightly holding your throat, making your mana restricted and breathing difficult.

Yang Fan's body froze in place, just the power and monstrous demonic energy suppressed his soul so hard to move, he felt that his blood was almost frozen, and the aura in his body was terrified, but he hadn't lost control yet.

However, the wisps of Nine Nether Devil Qi in the depths of the dantian trembled with extreme excitement, as if ready to try.

Afterwards, streams of cool and cool streams, accompanied by the endless mist of life, filled every corner of Yang Fan's body, even nourishing the trembling soul.

In an instant, [-]% of the heavy pressure was relieved by Yang Fan, and his body returned to normal. He let out a breath, but the invisible shadow shrouded his whole body, lingering.

At this time, he began to focus on the changes in the depths of the hall. What kind of existence is it that can trigger such power?
"A thousand-year-old mysterious corpse..."

Hearing the fat-faced Taoist exclaim, his eyes were full of greed, fear, excitement, etc., staring at the depths of the dark hall.

At this time, Yang Fan also saw clearly the situation deep in the hall.

In the deepest part of the pitch-black hall, stood a ten-foot-tall headless zombie. Its body was not as rotten and disgusting as ordinary zombies.There was some dust on the surface of the corpse, but it was hard to hide its crystal luster.From a distance, it looks like a cyan crystal jade artwork.

At this moment, within the body of this headless mysterious corpse, wisps of ripple-like devilish energy rippled, frightening the surrounding for several miles.

"What kind of thousand-year-old mysterious corpse is this... It's completely a headless demon corpse!"

Yang Fan was horrified and uneasy, wondering if he could contain such a terrifying demon corpse with the cultivation base of a fat-faced Taoist priest in the foundation period.

The disciples of the surrounding Yuwu Villa, those below the Concentration stage, don't even have the ability to move their bodies, their faces are pale, their bodies tremble, and they are extremely shocked.

The fat-faced Taoist was the first to recover from this power, followed by Yang Fan and Hu Fei, and finally the woman in palace costume, Chu Qiuran.

Because Yang Fan was at the back, although he recovered, no one noticed that he didn't make any changes for the sake of caution.

It was Hu Fei's performance that surprised Yang Fan. This child recovered earlier than the woman in palace costume in the mid-concentration period, second only to the fat-faced Taoist priest and Yang Fan.

uh~
There was another low roar from the headless corpse's body, and it looked around, looking at a loss.

At this time, the shocking demonic energy suddenly dissipated.

In the main hall, the headless demon corpse raised its steps and wandered around, ignoring the existence of everyone.

However, the sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the hall, making people tremble with fear.

call!
With the disappearance of the demon energy, all the disciples of Yuwu Villa recovered and took a deep breath, only to feel that their bodies were limp and weak, and some even fell to the ground with a "plop".

Klang Keng!

At this moment, the two iron-clad puppets suddenly recovered, waved their long halberds, swayed wildly with strong wind, and swayed their demonic energy, killing everyone.

puff!

The two zombies of the fat-faced Taoist priest were immediately killed by the armored puppet and chopped into several sections.

Obviously, everyone hadn't recovered from the shocking coercion, and most of the fat-faced Taoist priest's mind was attracted by the headless demon corpse deep in the hall, and obsessions such as madness and greed flickered in his eyes.

Obviously, the so-called "thousand-year mysterious corpse" has great allure for fat-faced Taoist priests.

When he found out that his two concentration-stage zombies had been killed by iron-clad puppets, he couldn't help being furious, and suddenly slapped the storage bag again, enveloped in black mist, and sacrificed a black zombie lingering in corpse aura.

There was a reddish flame in the eyes of this black zombie, and a powerful momentum that surpassed the period of concentration oppressed it. It stretched out a thick black arm, resisted the blow of the halberd, and made a "ding" sound Crisp, full of sparks.

Yang Fan's eyes were flickering. This black zombie was obviously at the level of the foundation building stage. There were reddish flames in his eyes, and his strength was extremely strong.

At this moment, the woman in the palace costume suddenly ordered: "Qiu Ran, quickly take these three generations of children back to the entrance of the tomb, and Hu Fei, you stay with me as a back seat."

"Yes, Auntie."

Chu Qiuran still had a look of shock on his face, and hurriedly led everyone back, and said to Yang Fan and the others: "Yang Yaoshi, Zheng Yaoshi...you also leave with us, this place is too dangerous, and the monks in the Qi refining stage can't help you at all." Nothing to do."

A group of people left in panic, all of them were pale, and some monks were still dragged away.

Bang bang bang!
The fat-faced Taoist priest accompanied the woman in palace costume and Hu Fei to deal with the two armored puppets. He turned his head abruptly and said, "If any of you dare to leave the entrance of the tomb, don't blame the old man for being ruthless."

After finishing speaking, he slapped the storage bag, surrounded by black mist, and flew out a flying eagle with green eyes burning, followed the crowd and monitored their every move.

Yang Fan had a strange expression on his face. This fat-faced Taoist priest was impeccable in his work. He looked at the green-eyed flying eagle hovering above everyone's heads, a little curious.The strength of this flying eagle should not be strong, but it should maintain a close relationship with the fat-faced Taoist priest.

Soon, everyone hurriedly retreated to the steps where the bones piled up at the entrance of the tomb. They encountered a fierce ghost on the way, but they ignored it, and a monk in the Qi refining period was killed.

"The thousand-year-old tomb is so terrifying. I didn't see a single treasure, but I encountered so many terrifying existences..."

Chu Yiyun looked into the depths of the tomb, with a hint of danger in his eyes.

In this tomb, any ghost could kill him, not to mention the armored puppet whose strength was close to the foundation establishment period and the headless thousand-year-old demon corpse who didn't know the details.

"Is there really no treasure in the tomb? If so, is it necessary for us to stay here? Leaving that ghost Taoist priest alone, can he still kill us all?"

One of the monks complained in a low voice.

"No, we haven't gone deep into the great hall deep in the tomb..." Chu Qiuran suddenly said, "Before I left, I used the spirit eye technique to scan carefully, and found that there were sarcophagi inside, and Other oddities..."

Yang Fan stood aside with a calm expression. He entered the omniscience mode before, and had already searched the depths of the hall, which was more detailed than what Chu Qiuran described.

However, in the depths of the hall, except for the two sarcophagi that were restricted, Yang Fan really didn't find any treasures.

At this moment, most of his mind was on the battle at the entrance of the stone hall.

The fat-faced Taoist priest dispatched the foundation-building stage zombies, and immediately resisted the fierce attack of the two iron-clad puppets. He joined forces with the woman in palace costume and Hu Fei, two concentrating stage monks, to attack from a distance, and immediately gained the upper hand.

Yang Fan secretly sighed in his heart, these two iron-clad puppets have extremely powerful defense, and they have magic energy bonus in their attacks. The disadvantage is that they are a bit bulky, but with the overall strength of the two iron-clad puppets, they should be able to overwhelm the fat-faced Taoist priest.Because of the fat-faced Taoist priest, but due to some unknown restrictions, he has not yet displayed his true strength in the foundation-building period.

It's a pity that this iron-clad puppet is a dead thing after all, and it doesn't know how to cooperate flexibly. It was played around by human monks and transferred all its firepower to the foundation-building zombie.

Sure enough, after a while, the two iron-clad puppets were battered and riddled with holes. They had no strength at all, but they used it in the wrong place.

After a while, one of the armored puppets suddenly fell apart, and at this moment, a hidden force was born.

"not good!"

The fat-faced Taoist exclaimed, and backed away again and again. It seemed that Hu Fei had some unique senses, and he retreated one step ahead of him.

Canopy!
Suddenly, the iron-clad puppet exploded, and a stream of terrifying black light blasted in all directions.

The other iron-clad puppet also exploded under the chain, and a red-black poisonous mist that contained a high degree of poison gushed out, rushing in all directions extremely quickly.

Ah!
A scream came out in this chaotic environment, and the woman in palace costume in the middle stage of concentrating barely used a spiritual weapon to block the flow of black light, but was immediately severely injured, her pretty face turned red, and blood spilled from her mouth.However, the red-black poisonous mist that followed immediately contaminated her body.

In an instant, her white and translucent skin was dyed black, and quickly rotted, spreading all over her body in an instant.

In just one or two breaths, the woman in palace costume turned into a bone and lay quietly on the ground.

Hu Fei and the fat-faced Taoist stepped out of the range of the poisonous mist first, with terrified expressions on their faces.

Call ~
The poisonous mist spread outward little by little, forcing the two of them out of the thousand-year-old tomb, but the woman in the palace costume who was in the middle of concentrating died extremely miserable.

"What's the matter? Why didn't my aunt come out?"

As soon as she came out, Chu Yuyan asked anxiously, she found that her aunt Chu Qin hadn't come out.

"He...he's dead."

Hu Fei replied with a dull face.

"Ah!" The complexions of Chu Qiuran and Chu Yuyan changed drastically in an instant.

The second-generation elders who were responsible for the assessment and trial and secretly protected them died in the tomb.

Everyone was silent for a moment, the fat-faced Taoist priest looked cloudy and uncertain. After waiting for a while, the red poison mist in the tomb had dissipated, but a strong poison remained.

"Among you people, there seem to be a few pharmacists who stand up for me to see if they can restrain these residual poisons."

The fat-faced Taoist said indifferently, his cold eyes swept over everyone on the field.

Several pharmacists present felt "thumping" in their hearts.

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