Chapter 1648 Heroic Spirit

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Above the cliff, the old man was shocked and murmured: "It's really cracked. Please search (pin%book￥￥net) to see the most complete! The fastest updated novel"

"It's just a temporary suppression, not a crack."

Ling Xian waved his hand, his face was pale and his breath was sluggish.

With his current cultivation level, even with the help of a ghost-seeker, he can't break the hook, and can only suppress it temporarily.

But in the eyes of the old man, this is already quite amazing.

That is a soul hook, more terrifying than a ghost beast. Even if he does his best, he can suppress two or three at most.

However, Ling Xian suppressed all the nine soul hooks, which naturally shocked him.

"To join forces with you, it's really right."

The old man let out a long sigh and looked at Ling Xian complicatedly.

"It's too early to say this now."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, running the Great Desolate Heavenly Art, replenishing his energy.

After a while, he recovered as before, and said, "Let's go, my method can suppress the soul hook for half an hour at most, hurry up."

After he finished speaking, he stepped out and floated the iron rope on his body.

So are the people.

They didn't know what the soul hook was, and they didn't know what method Ling Xian used, but his power was obvious to all, so everyone followed closely.

It turns out that their decision was not wrong.

Whether it is the blood river or the soul hook, it seems that it does not exist, let alone arrogance, there is not even a trace of movement.

Therefore, everyone easily passed the blood river and came to the opposite cliff.

"Thanks to this young man, otherwise, I would most likely fall."

"Yeah, although I don't know what this river is, I think that once it falls, there will be no bones left."

"There are also these nine chains. It feels terrible to me. Fortunately, the son is there."

Everyone opened their mouths one after another, showing a bit of gratitude.

However, Ling Xian seemed to have never heard of it.

He looked at the nine patterns on the mountain wall, a pair of sword eyebrows, gradually wrinkled.

The same is true for the elderly.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "What do these patterns represent?"

"I don't know, I can only feel the spatial fluctuations from it."

Ling Xian shook his head, he couldn't see what the nine patterns were or what abilities they had, but it felt like a teleportation array to him.

"I also noticed, could it be that it is a teleportation array?" The old man frowned.

"Try it and you'll know." A middle-aged man said, and the leftmost pattern was pasted on his right hand.

Suddenly, the dazzling divine light erupted, and in just a moment, it disappeared.

At the same time, the middle-aged man disappeared.

This surprised everyone, and their faces darkened.

Ling Xian's expression was also solemn, and said: "It really is a teleportation formation.

"It seems that these are nine paths. If you choose the right one, you will live, and if you choose the wrong one, you will die."

The old man narrowed his eyes and said, "Which one are you going to choose?"

"It's the same whichever you choose."

Ling Xian spoke lightly and said, "This is the tomb of a thousand deaths and a lifetime. There is no way to survive. All roads are full of dangers."

"makes sense."

The old man smiled and said, "It seems that we can only resign ourselves to fate."

"No, to be precise, it is to do everything in human resources and obey the destiny."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "Let's go, just choose the middle one."

As he spoke, he pasted the middlemost pattern on his left hand, as did the old man.

After that, a dazzling light poured out, and the two disappeared.

Seeing this, everyone, look at me, I look at you, and they all chose a pattern and were sent to an unknown area.

…

The gloomy wind is blowing, and the ghost is faint.

In the endless cemetery, a dazzling divine light lit up, and immediately, two figures emerged.

One person is sloppy and sloppy, like an old beggar.

One person is handsome and handsome, extraordinary and refined, like an exiled immortal.

It was Ling Xian and the old man.

"Thousand-mile cemetery, endless tombstones..."

Looking at the cold and eerie cemetery,

Ling Xian frowned, and the flower of the avenue quietly condensed.

The old man also used the method of defense and did not dare to be careless.

This is the legendary tomb of 10,000 dead, and it is possible that Dan Zu built it himself. God knows how dangerous it will be.

"Danzu's tomb, why are there so many tombstones?"

Ling Xian was suspicious, walked to the tombstone closest to him, and saw that it was blank, with no words at all.

At the moment, he looked around the audience, and every tombstone he saw was empty.

"It's weird."

Ling Xian's brows were furrowed, she suddenly noticed something and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I think we might be in big trouble."

The voice fell, and the majestic power suddenly emerged.

boom!

The tombstone closest to Ling Xian vibrated, and at the same time as it released its mighty power, it also filled with endless black energy.

In the next moment, the black energy condensed, turned into a heroic spirit in armor, and attacked Ling Xian forcefully.

The spear in its hand is sharp and unparalleled, and with one blow, the void does not exist!

Ling Xian was moved by this, raised his hand to condense the God of War Halberd, and was forced to fight.

clang!

With a loud bang, Ling Xian stepped back seven steps in a row, and his arms were a little numb.

The Heroic Spirit also took seven steps back.

It was expressionless, the spear pointed at Ling Xian, and the cold killing intent locked it firmly.

"It's very strong."

Ling Xian's expression became a little dignified. Although he only used the power of pure flesh, he was a flesh body in the middle stage of the seventh realm.

Being able to shake his arm numb with a single blow is enough to show how powerful this heroic spirit is.

And this is still in the case of its death, it is not difficult to imagine how terrible it was in its lifetime.

"A heroic spirit..."

The old man narrowed his eyes, and his expression suddenly changed.

Ling Xian's complexion also changed.

Just because dozens of tombstones vibrated, monstrous black energy poured out, condensed into more than 20 heroic spirits.

They are all dressed in armor and holding war spears, each and everyone is rushing to fight with bulls, shaking the Eight Wildernesses.

With that kind of power, even if it was as strong as Ling Xian and the old man, he had to be moved.

"As you said, it is indeed a big trouble." The old man smiled wryly.

"There's no way, I can only do my best."

Ling Xian sighed softly, a single heroic spirit could beat him several times, so many heroic spirits would naturally make him feel difficult.

"Fight."

The old man's expression turned cold, and he raised his hand and a long knife appeared, with awe-inspiring killing intent and monstrous might.

The next moment, he shot out with a knife and fought against the heroic spirit.

Ling Xian is the same.

He was dressed in a royal robe and held a war god halberd, like an immortal god king who fought bloody battles in nine days and ten places.

Boom boom boom!

The heroic spirits are opening and closing, every move, every move, with the momentum of indomitable, until death!

This moved Ling Xian, and so did the old man.

You must know that heroic spirits have no thoughts and only act according to their instincts.

That is to say, before they were alive, they were fighting for their lives, until they died!

"Who are they..."

Ling Xian was puzzled, but he couldn't help thinking about the current situation.

In the face of more than 20 powerful heroic spirits, if you are not careful, you may fall!

Therefore, Ling Xian had no distractions in his mind, and the God of War halberd swept across the ten directions, fighting against the heroic spirits.

He is very open and invincible, even in the face of multiple heroic sieges, he is calm and shows his peerless elegance!

Gradually, the heroic spirits couldn't hold it any longer. Although they had the will to fight, they were dead after all, and it was difficult to sustain them for a long time.

Therefore, they were gradually smashed by Ling Xian and the old man, turned into black gas, and poured into the ground.

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