Chapter 1589: The Sealed Chaos Demon Ridge!

Wang Chuan, Liu Xian'er, Wei Zhen, and Wei Xing looked at each other with a complex and shocked look in their eyes.

When the corpse of the ghost saint appeared, they were extremely desperate and thought they were dead. After all, the aura of the corpse of the ghost saint was so terrifying that they didn't even have the strength to resist.

But what they didn't expect was that in just a blink of an eye, Ling Xiao's corpse was wiped out by Ling Xiao, and there was no residue left.

Ling Xiao also became more and more mysterious in their hearts.

They even faintly regretted it. Ling Xiao's combat power is so terrifying, even if Senior Brother Xue Hua came, would he be able to kill him?

"No, we must inform Senior Brother Xue about this!"

Wang Chuan and Liu Xian'er looked at each other, and they both secretly made up their minds.

boom!

But at this moment, a sudden change happened.

A group of mysterious ghosts in the void condensed silently, gave Ling Xiao a very vicious look, and rushed towards Wang Chuan and Liu Xian'er in an instant.

The ghost appeared too suddenly, and there was no struggle at all. The four of Wang Chuan didn't react, and were invaded by the ghost in an instant.

"Ah... what is this?!"

The faces of Wang Chuan and Liu Xian'er all changed drastically, and they wanted to roar out, but they trembled violently as if they were being choked by some mysterious existence, and their eyes were full of incomparable horror. Not a single sound came out.

They felt that the life in their bodies was passing away rapidly, and a fear and threat of death enveloped them. Their eyes were full of prayers, and they were all looking at Ling Xiao, hoping that Ling Xiao could save them at this moment.

But Ling Xiao closed his eyes tightly, sitting cross-legged in the underground palace, shrouded in mysterious light all over his body, as if he had fallen into the deepest state of cultivation, without the slightest idea of ​​the situation they were facing now.

However, even if Ling Xiao knows, whether he is willing to save them or not is probably two different things.

The four of Wang Chuan and Liu Xian'er were quickly drained of the essence of life by that ghostly shadow, and even the primordial spirit was completely devoured, turning into four mummified corpses, and until they died, their eyes were still full of unwillingness and regret color.

After devouring the four of Wang Chuan, the four ghosts flickered in the void, and condensed into a phantom again, which looked a little more solid, and had a ferocious face, with two horns on its head, which was exactly the same as the previous Nine Tribulations. The ghost in the ghost lotus is very similar.

The ghost saint's remnant soul was not completely wiped out!

He glanced at Ling Xiao with incomparable resentment, and there was a trace of deep fear in his eyes, and the light flashed in an instant, and disappeared into the underground palace.

"Is the ghost saint remnant?"

After the ghost saint left, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with divine light, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He also felt the breath of that ghost just now, but because he was refining the calamity, he had no time to look around, and the ghost looked very strange. Without the mummy, I'm afraid Ling Xiao might not be able to keep him.

Among the Nine Tribulations Ghost Lotus, Ling Xiao was provided with thousands of calamity qi, but he just saw that his left palm was half condensed, but it was not completely condensed. It can be imagined that the further you go, the more calamity qi you need .

Ling Xiao could feel that the ghost saint's remnant soul was so powerful that he might not be an ordinary saint at all, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive until this time.

However, the four of Wang Chuan and Liu Xian'er died, and Ling Xiao from the province also did it.

After all, they are all disciples of the Temple of War God, if they kill them personally, there will inevitably be some troubles.

When Ling Xiao was about to leave the underground palace, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He suddenly discovered that there was also a mysterious plaque in the underground palace, on which there were two big characters in the ancient seal script of Yunzhang: ghost king!

This plaque and the one outside seem to be one with each other, and they also exude an atmosphere that is easy to ignore. The two are connected to four characters.

Creator ghost!

This name, Ling Xiao, has never been heard of before, perhaps it is too long ago, and I don't know which era's peerless figure would fall here.

Moreover, Ling Xiao also felt a very faint seal fluctuation from above the two words Guijun!

"Could it be that there are other secret places or caves?"

As soon as Ling Xiao's gaze moved, he immediately cast the secret technique of swallowing the sky, directly refining the seal above the word "Ghost Lord". This time Ling Xiao felt from the seal that it was similar to that ghost but also The completely different breath made Ling Xiao a little confused.

hum!

The underground palace trembled slightly, and a bright light burst out. In the center of the underground palace, an ancient gate intertwined with black and white appeared, as if it appeared out of thin air, exuding strong spatial fluctuations.

The ancient gate is intertwined with black and white divine light. The black divine light contains evil and dead waves, while the white divine light contains holy and vital energy. The two power fluctuations are completely different, but they form an incomparably perfect balance.

There was a flash of light in Ling Xiao's eyes, he pondered for a moment, and then walked into the ancient gate.

Boom!

A bright light burst out in front of his eyes, and the scene changed drastically.

Ling Xiao appeared in the void, as if he was overlooking the earth below, but what he saw in front of him made his eyes tremble.

"This... turned out to be Luan Mo Ridge?"

Ling Xiao said to himself, but he was cautious by nature, and he had already used the secret technique of covering the sky to restrain his breath.

He saw a huge mountain range stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, exuding ancient and majestic momentum fluctuations, but most of the mountain body was shrouded in a cloud of mysterious chaotic air, and only part of the mountain body was exposed outside.

It's like being separated by a space barrier, forming different mysterious scenes.

In other words, what Ling Xiao sees now is the real Chaomo Ridge!

Before, Ling Xiao, Wang Chuan and others saw the Luan Mo Ridge with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, which was ordinary and ordinary. That was only a part revealed, and a wider area was hidden. It was only at this moment that Ling Xiao saw the whole picture .

In the area covered by it, there are majestic mountains, stone forests everywhere, and there are countless broken weapons and huge bones, exuding a monstrous evil spirit, like a Shura hell.

There was a flash of sharpness in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he jumped towards the covered area in an instant.

"This place... has been covered in dust for thousands of years!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered with brilliance. This place was like an ancient battlefield, filled with wind and sand, and countless powerful weapons were damaged, and even lost any spirituality, turning into scrap copper and rotten iron.

Although countless years have passed for those powerful corpses, Ling Xiao can still vaguely see that there are powerful human races, demon races, and demon races with heights of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of feet.

The death conditions of those corpses were extremely miserable, and they must have experienced an extremely terrifying fight before they died!

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