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Although the old man likes to brag about himself, he does have real skills.
Walking in the shadow of the world, the aftermath of the battle has no effect on the two of them at all. In the vast ocean of spiritual light, even if it is weakened by most of it here, Qin Yang still can't open his eyes.
"Here we are." The old man lowered his voice, looked around with flickering eyes, his face was full of regret
Qin Yang opened his eyes, and what he saw was a piece of gold and jade, carved railings and jade pillars. Looking around, he was blinded. Everything is made of top-quality materials, even the most inconspicuous black stone on the ground. The inside of the board is full of hidden dao patterns, which are connected with everything around it
However, this place does not give people the feeling of nouveau riche, only deep, quiet, dead, simple, restrained
The divine light above the head turned into a sky dome and shrouded this glorious building complex, and the aftermath was bursting, but it could not hurt the bricks and tiles here, and all the power was pushed on the sky dome.
Looking up at the sky here, what you see is the earth reflected in the sky. This is because the mausoleum itself is turned upside down, but you can't feel it when you stand here
"Boy, the world is reversed here. Most of the secret arts and secret methods are useless here. Low-level magic weapons can't exert their power here. I can only send you here, and then go forward. It will be discovered." The old man's expression was rare and serious, his eyes were deep, and when he looked into the depths of the building complex, he was full of fear that could not be concealed.
"Isn't it easy?" Qin Yang was a little surprised, he had just stepped into the mausoleum
"Is the old man's cowhide broken?" The old man's complexion turned black, but he readily admitted that he was not strong enough: "I haven't felt it outside, but I have already noticed that there are at least seven or eight people here before I get out of the shadows." The strength is not lower than the three-headed tomb-guarding corpse beast outside, and there is still a trace of deep and broad will dormant. I think it was left by Taoist Zixiao himself. Thoughts can easily annihilate this old man's soul"
"Okay, thank you senior for sending this junior here." Qin Yang thanked him in a deep voice, and then took a light breath: "Senior, send me out."
"Are you still going?"
"Well, let's try."
"Hahaha, good." The old man laughed, and threw Qin Yang casually, throwing Qin Yang out of the shadows: "You go, the old man will wait for you here for a while."
With a flash in front of his eyes, Qin Yang's whole body sank. Everything he saw in front of his eyes seemed to be dusted off, and suddenly became clear. The sky above his head, which was transformed into divine light, sent bursts of coercion, like a mountain pressing down on his body. , the dead silence and deep breath in the mausoleum, more like countless sharp thorns, pierced the skin membrane, and continuously penetrated into his body.
In an instant, the blood in Qin Yang's body seemed to freeze, the vitality of his internal organs dried up rapidly, silver hairs on his head, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes appeared, and even his eyes began to become blurred
Qin Yang quickly circulated his true energy to activate the blood vessels in his body, and while urging the blood lama, he took out a crystal of Yimu essence and put it under his tongue. After half a stick of incense, his stiff body was able to move slowly. After opening, the abnormality in the body also slowly recovered.
"It's really scary!" Qin Yang's face was solemn, and only now did he really feel that it's normal for the old man to be afraid
It's just that the breath naturally bred here almost killed him, and it couldn't be refined and dispelled even by running the Zixiao Taoist scriptures. If it was an ordinary foundation-building monk, he would die violently the first time he stepped here.
? I have cultivated the Zixiao Dao Sutra by myself, and I am protected by a blood lama. In addition, the crystallization of Yimu Jingqi replenishes a large amount of vitality at all times, so that I can barely keep up with the consumption of vitality
Secretly raised his breath, Qin Yang didn't dare to delay, strode across the entrance archway, and walked inward along the avenue.
The building complex was dead silent, there was no sound at all, all the buildings had locked doors, and there were no locks on the doors. Qin Yang tried a few times, but he couldn't push any door open, so he could only rush in along the road with all his heart. , I just want to send Baoyu to Taoist Zixiao as soon as possible to complete the entrustment.
Passing across two buildings in a row without encountering anything, Qin Yang felt a little relieved.
When I came in before, I took out the storage bag hanging around my neck, and loosened it a little bit, just to let the breath out
? Presumably, the big boss guarding here sensed that he was carrying the bones of Baoyu, so he didn't embarrass himself
However, after crossing a street corner again, Qin Yang's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his face froze.
"Roar¡¡"
?Low like a whimpering sound in the throat, a jet-black ape with a head several feet tall, arms hanging down, and one eye on the foreheadstand there.
The ape was full of lifelessness, its black hair was like steel needles, reflecting bursts of metallic luster, its huge black one-eyed stared at Qin Yang without any emotional fluctuations, and there were low growls like whimpers in its throat.
Qin Yang's whole body was covered in cold hairs, as if a small animal had encountered a natural enemy, his blood would be frozen, and his body would instinctively become stiff.
"Brother, one of our own!"
"Roar¡¡"
The zombie ape let out a roar, and the corpse aura around him swayed slightly. In an instant, the opponent's figure disappeared in place, turning into an afterimage invisible to the naked eye, rushing straight
"drink!"
Qin Yang sternly shouted, breaking free from the suppression of his instincts, a roll of golden light fell from the top of his head, turning into a light curtain of runes flowing around himself, and a golden road of light emerged out of thin air under his feet
But just as he raised his foot, he saw a sharp black claw slapped on the rune light curtain with a "bang"
Qin Yang kept a sullen face, ignored it, stepped on the golden road, and walked quickly, avoiding the second blow of the zombie ape
After opening the distance, Qin Yang saw that nearly half of the runes were missing on the rune light curtain, and his face was extremely ugly.
Just one hit!
Half of the golden ink talisman was destroyed with one blow. According to previous speculation, the power of this scroll of ink talisman is definitely not something that foundation-building monks can break. Three strikes.
"Brother, my own people, don't do anything, I'm here to give Baoyu, the son of your immediate boss." Qin Yang was not dead, and while running wildly, he tried to persuade the ape again.
The zombie ape didn't react at all, and he chased after him. He was faster than he was on the golden road. It was only a matter of time before he was caught up.
Suddenly, Qin Yang's expression moved, and he suddenly remembered how this zombie ape came from. When the one-eyed ape guarding the tomb corpse beast appeared, the corpse's body trembled, and it turned into many such zombie apes
In other words, it is completely impossible to reason with this zombie ape
With a dark face, pinching the Yin Jue with his hands, performing the secret method of attracting lightning, the clouds and thunder light floating on his fingertips
However¡¡
The thunder light only flickered for a moment, and then disappeared with a puff.
Pushed again, still the same
Cold sweat dripped from Qin Yang's temples, and a layer of white sweat suddenly appeared on his back, and the old man's words surfaced in his heart.
"The world is reversed here, and most of the secret arts are useless here." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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