Under the ninth domain of Burial Dragon Yuan, it is connected to the chaotic void.
Lin Bai moved closely against the dark ice, not daring to get too far away from the dark ice, just in case he entered an area without dark ice, strayed into the void, and lost his way.
After walking a certain distance, Lin Bai would secretly sense the Wugou Flying Sword left in the Ninth Domain in his heart.
Fortunately, the Wugou Feijian can still sense it, and Lin Bai has confidence in his heart. At least this area cannot be isolated from the Feijian's induction. If it is in the direction of Lin Bai's secret room, he can also find his way back with weak induction.
Before that, Lin Bai found the marks left by other practitioners on the dark ice, and judged that not only Lin Bai existed here, but also other people entered this place to search for treasures.
The crow stood on Lin Bai's shoulders, a pair of black jewel-like pupils sweeping around.
Suddenly, Lin Bai, who was galloping, suddenly stopped, his gaze was like a sword, looking at the darkness ahead.
"What's the matter? Lin Bai." The crow asked in surprise. As soon as the words fell, he looked up and saw a huge dark ice in front of him, exuding a strong evil spirit.
It is not a rare thing to encounter dark ice in this area.
However, both Lin Bai and the crow sensed that there was a faint breath of life on the dark ice.
This life breath is very weak, it seems to be dying, falling into a state of dying.
"Someone."
Lin Bai flickered, hid his figure, and looked at the piece of dark ice with piercing eyes.
According to Lin Bai's judgment, practitioners who have the ability to go deep into the Dragon Abyss without disturbing the ghost cultivators who enter this area must have cultivation bases above the Eight Tribulations Dao Realm, and they may still be a strong person in the Nine Tribulations Dao Realm .
"It's the Yaozu who has suffered serious injuries and is no longer able to resist the invasion of evil spirits."
The crow said in a low voice, he has already seen that the practitioner on the dark ice is a seriously injured monster.
"Go and have a look!" Lin Bai made up his mind, and slowly approached the dark ice, and the soles of his feet landed on the ground. The sinister air penetrated into Lin Bai's body like sharp thorns, impacting Lin Bai's internal organs and limbs, making Lin Bai feel ashamed. This moment seems to freeze!
On the dark ice, a stiff figure sat cross-legged, exuding a strong sinister aura from top to bottom.
He seems to have merged with this place, regardless of you and me.
As Lin Bai approached gradually, he could see the face of this person clearly.
This person is a middle-aged man in a black robe. The hair of the disheveled shawl has been condensed by frost, his whole body is stiff, and his body has been corroded by evil spirits.
He sat cross-legged on the dark ice, clasped his hands together, as if he was trying his best to resist the evil spirit.
However, the evil spirit here is too strong, eroding his life and gradually bringing him into a state of near-death.
"Hehe, it turned out to be Qiu Li from the City of Evil, oh my god, why is this old monster here?"
The crow recognized the origin of this strong man, and opened his mouth in surprise.
Qiu Litian, a cultivator of the monster race in Wan'e City, is a dragon with an extremely strong cultivation base. Hundreds of years ago, he was a powerful figure in the Tomb of the Gods. He even fought against Lingxiao City and almost wiped Lingxiao City down. .
When Lin Bai learned the name "Qiu Litian" from the crow's mouth, he also remembered some legends he had heard in the tomb of the gods.
Qiu Litian was originally a boa constrictor who cultivated to become a spirit. With his acquired hard work, he survived the thunder calamity and turned into a dragon. He gained an extraordinary reputation in the tomb of the gods hundreds of years ago, but for some reason, these hundreds of years At that time, this strong man died laughingly in the city of all evils.
Unexpectedly, Lin Bai found him under the Dragon Burial Abyss!
Qiu Litian had already reached the Dao Realm of Nine Tribulations hundreds of years ago, and at that time he was still in his prime, with a very long lifespan. Everyone thought that he would dominate the tomb of the gods in the future, but they didn't expect that he was in the limelight. In its prime, it mysteriously disappeared.
"Lin Bai, there are still people"
When Lin Bai was about to check whether Qiu Litian was still alive, suddenly the crow whispered in Lin Bai's ear.
Lin Bai looked up immediately, and saw different figures sitting cross-legged on countless dark ice in the space ahead.
Standing in the dark one by one, their bodies were frozen by the evil spirit, and they entered a state of near-death.
Lin Bai stepped out and appeared on another piece of dark ice, and saw a young girl sitting cross-legged here, with a beautiful face, exquisite features, exquisite figure, very petite, just like a little girl.
"Ye Qianjiao!"
The crow whispered.
Lin Bai's heart was shaken, and he shouted dumbfounded: "Is she Ye Qianjiao?"
Ye Qianjiao, the first time Lin Bai heard of this name, he was still in Tianchi City!
For thousands of years, Tianchi City has been one of the four main cities where the human race flourished. The five major families in the city are dominant, and the various places are kings, harvesting resources.
Just at that time, a woman rose up with an invincible posture and led her family to rise.
This woman is called Ye Qianjiao, and this family is the Ye family she belongs to.
The Ye family is just a weak family in Tianchi City, but under the leadership of Ye Qianjiao, it has become the sixth largest family in Tianchi City in just a few hundred years, which shocked the tomb of the gods for a while.
And the name of Ye Qianjiao, the head of the contemporary Ye family, resounded like thunder through the tomb of the gods!
Later, after Ye Qianjiao disappeared, the Ye family began to go downhill. Until more than ten years ago, the Boundless Evil Land and the Daxue Mountain Monster Clan jointly besieged Tianchi City. The Ye family was destroyed and there was no survivor.
Lin Bai suppressed the shock in his heart, and continued to walk forward, stepping on another piece of dark ice. There was no figure on this dark ice, but a cloud of ghost fog was frozen inside the dark ice.
It is worth mentioning that most of the ghost fogs that Lin Bai saw were mainly black, but this ghost fog was mainly purple!
"Purple Emperor!"
Crow blurted out.
Purple Emperor, ten thousand years ago, the unique emperor in Qingxu.
When the Purple Emperor ruled the tomb of the gods, the three ghost emperors in Qingxu are still small followers!
It was difficult for Lin Bai to remain calm and calm. Standing on the dark ice, he raised his head and looked forward. On the densely packed dark ice in front of him, there were figures floating, either standing, lying, sitting, or is frozen
And these people, their names, every one of them can shake the tomb of the gods!
Whether it's Qiu Litian, the old Jiaolong in Wan'e City, Ye Qianjiao, the ancestor of the Ye family in Tianchi City, or the Zidi, the king of ghost emperors in Qingxuthe names of these people were once listed in the tomb of the gods. Like thunder.
"Are they all dead?"
The crow stood on Lin Bai's shoulder, looked at the figures on the dark ice, and said in a low voice.
"No, they are not dead!" Lin Bai shook his head and said, "They just sealed themselves with a secret method and entered a state of dying, but they still have a breath of life in their hearts!"
"How did they appear here?" The crow frowned in confusion.
Lin Bai smiled and said, "Then why did we come here?"
"We are here to find the treasure of the three thousand Taoists" Crow's eyes suddenly lit up: "Lin Bai, what do you meanthey are also here to find the treasures of the three thousand Taoists?" (Remember the website URL : www.hlnovel.com