Chapter 339: Mountain of Corpses

Luo Hong Yuanying's initial cultivation was not worthy of praise, but his strange supernatural power, which could kill alchemy monks thousands of miles away, made even the old monsters who hate him dare not despise him.

Damn it! Another troublesome guy.

On the surface, the old devil Qingyang nodded slightly to Luo Hong, but he couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Now I can only hope that the Fujun has already woken up, and will take advantage of the chaos to separate from these troublesome characters!

Thinking in this way, the old demon Qingyang couldn't help but glance at Yanjing. This monk's cultivation base is only at the early stage of Yuanying, but Buddhist supernatural powers have always restrained some demonic supernatural powers, and the other party's background is extraordinary, so he is also a person worthy of fear. Dangerous The degree is even higher than Luo Hong, second only to the old monster who hates the sky.

"Don't dare. Fellow Daoist Heaven Hate has been in the south of the sky for hundreds of years. He is known as the number one person among casual cultivators. Luo should have long admired his name."

Luo Hong replied politely with a smile on her face.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator who has gained fame over the years, although Tianhen has never met Luo Hong, he has heard many rumors about him.

Especially knowing that the other party is responsible for sealing the evil spirits and has not left the residence for decades, it is the most unlikely to be the culprit that caused this change.

Therefore, Luo Hong is the best person to join forces with the boss of Heaven's Hate.

So, he changed his stern demeanor, and tried his best to be kind and said:

"Fellow Daoist Luo is admirable. I heard that Fellow Daoist has cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage at the age of two hundred years. It really makes me ashamed. I think I will become a famous monk in the south of the world in the future!"

"Luo doesn't dare to think that way, every bottleneck in the Nascent Soul period cannot be overcome by meditation alone.

If there is no chance, it will be difficult to make progress even if you sit for hundreds of years.

And the opportunity is so rare, there are countless Taoist friends who have fallen for it throughout the ages. "

Luo Hong shook her head and sighed, feeling very depressed.

Arriving at an extremely dangerous place with Old Demon Han, Luo Hong was already very nervous, but in the end, good guy, someone grabbed his crazy tits when he came up, making him terrified.

"Fellow Daoist Luo doesn't have to be too self-effacing. With the supernatural powers of spells shown by fellow Daoist, you are the number one person here. Isn't it easy to protect yourself?"

The old monster of Heaven's Hate looked at Luo Hong with a half-smile, as if to say: Boy, I know some details about you, don't try to hide behind the old man and catch fish!

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Heaven Hate knows Luo.

That's right, Luo has some methods, so he doesn't bother fellow daoists. "

Luo Hong's smile changed, and her expression was slightly cold and authentic.

The old monster of Heaven's Hate was stunned when he heard the words. Luo Hong's words clearly rejected his invitation to join forces. As the person with the highest cultivation base here, he did not expect this final result. A little suspicion emerged.

After all, Luo Hong's choice was obviously against common sense.

Could it be that he is confident that his supernatural powers are not weaker than mine?

Looking at the two people who "complimented" each other, Zhen Lan almost showed disdain, and said to herself:

"This person's cultivation level is not yet at the late stage of the Nascent Soul, and he dares to call himself the number one casual cultivator.

The one named Luo Hong is even more hateful, in front of the disciples of the Huaxian Sect, he dared to accept the praise of the strongest spell!

If it was in the southern border, this sentence alone would have killed him dozens of times! "

Although Zhen Lan was full of dissatisfaction, but the situation was stronger than others, she could only keep all these in her heart, and silently comforted herself not to care about a group of barbarians in the remote world of cultivating immortals.

On the other side, Han Yunzhi, who was standing behind Han Shiquan, stared wide-eyed at Luo Hong and Han Li.

Brother Luo and Brother Han have already cultivated to the Nascent Soul Realm, which is too scary!

Back then, when they were all Qi-refining monks, Old Devil Han's cultivation was even worse than Han Yunzhi's!

But now, the other party is already a high-ranking Nascent Soul cultivator, but she has to rely on the help of her blood relatives and elders with secret methods to break through the alchemy stage.

Comparing the two, Han Yunzhi couldn't help feeling frustrated, but she was still sincerely happy for the two who had helped her a lot.

Of course, after more than two hundred years of polishing, Han Yunzhi is no longer the simple girl she used to be, and her thoughts have not been revealed on the surface.

"Monk Yanjing, do you know what kind of Buddhist forbidden law is covering this place, how should we get out?"

After Tianhen was rejected by Luo Hong, his temper became a little bit worse, and he asked in a cold voice unceremoniously.

The hall where everyone is in can't help but feel spiritually, as long as you check a little, you can know that there is no portal in the hall.

Therefore, the first problem everyone faced in getting out of trouble was how to get out of this golden hall.

"If the poor monk is not mistaken, this hall is the forbidden place of the well-known Masumi Vajra in my Buddhist school, and it cannot be broken below the god of transformation."

I don't know if it's because of the exercises, or simply because of his good temper, Yanjing always has a kind smile on his face.

"Unbreakable below Huashen?! Then we are going to be trapped here to death!"

Zhen Lan's complexion turned pale, and her delicate body trembled.

However, as soon as she finished exclaiming in alarm, she realized that something was wrong. Except for her, everyone else looked calm when they heard the news.

"It turned out to be the top ten forbidden gods in ancient times. It seems that this place is indeed a hidden place handed down from ancient times."

Luo Hong observed the Sanskrit patterns floating on the wall and floor with interest, and muttered to herself.

"You monk, what kind of charades are you playing? Since the Buddhist painting sent us here, it is impossible to trap us to death. I don't believe that your patriarch didn't explain it!"

The old monster of Tianhen expressed what everyone thought.

When the Buddhist sect left the animal skin Buddhist paintings at the beginning, they naturally wanted to give future generations a way to enter this place so that they could do something.

"My Leiyin Sect inheritance has not never encountered a catastrophe. Many secrets have been lost in the long river of time, and the poor monk knows no more than the benefactors.

However, the poor monk does know a formula that is compatible with the Maha Sumeru Vajra Taboo, but now he can try it. "

After Yanjing finished speaking, he recited the formula grandly, and deliberately slowed down the speed of speech so that everyone could memorize it.

After reciting a long and not short formula, a golden beam of light suddenly descended from the top of Yanjing's head, covering his whole body.

After a breath, the golden light disappeared, and Yanjing had disappeared in place.

For a moment, the expressions on the faces of all the people changed, some were shocked, some were angry, some were suspicious, as if they were afraid that Yanjing would just run away, and they all began to recite the formula one after another.

Not long after, several golden beams of light descended almost in no particular order, leading everyone away from the golden hall.

After the golden light in front of him disappeared, the first thing Tianhen Laoguai did was to search for Yanjing's figure.

In the end, to his surprise, Yanjing was standing not far from him, with a smile on his face, as if he had never left.

Luo Hong also breathed a sigh of relief, not because he wanted to treat a gentleman with a villain's heart, but because the relationship between this place and Buddhism is too great.

To be on the safe side, he would never let Yanjing out of his sight for too long.

"My God! What the hell is this place!"

Suddenly, a terrified female voice came, Zhen Lan's eyes widened, and she looked forward with a pale face.

Luo Hong looked up, and suddenly her pupils couldn't help shrinking, and she saw beyond a layer of golden light mask, spreading endless mountains made of corpses.

The sky here is full of waxy yellow clouds, and there is a light yellow mist between the corpse mountains. The exposed heads and limbs are densely intertwined.

There were so many corpses that Luo Hong and the others couldn't help guessing that this place was the legendary Netherworld, the place of reincarnation.

"What a heavy corpse aura! Even with the old man's cultivation, once it gets infected, I'm afraid he will be poisoned by the corpse!"

The old monster of Heaven's Hate frowned, staring at the light yellow mist floating outside the golden mask, and had a basic understanding of the danger of this place.

If there is no corresponding magic weapon to protect the body, in order to resist the erosion of corpse energy, mana must be continuously consumed to maintain the protective spirit shield.

And this place obviously has a huge space, and it cannot be explored in a short while.

Do you want to take the risk of flying high into the sky?

The old monster of Heaven's Hate glanced at the top of the corpse fog hundreds of feet high, the area under the yellow cloud, and couldn't help hesitating.

Flying in the air in an unfamiliar and dangerous place is tantamount to putting yourself under the nose of all possible dangers, which is a complete way to die.

Unless there is nothing to do, the boss of Heaven's Hate doesn't want to do this.

"All benefactors, let's look at your palms."

Just when the old monster Tianhen was worried, Yanjing suddenly said.

Luo Hong raised his right palm and saw a golden Sanskrit pattern, which had been branded on his palm at some point.

At this time, Yanjing's voice came from his ear again:

"This is the Vajra Talisman Seal. Donors only need to pour mana into it, and then they can borrow the power of the forbidden law to protect themselves."

It turns out that this should also be the arrangement of the ancient Buddhist cultivators.

Luo Hong tried it out, and confirmed that only a small amount of magic power can make the body surface glow with a layer of golden light.

Among them, the Buddhist aura of Vajra is the best thing to restrain corpse aura.

Now, the erosion of corpse aura is no longer a problem, so it is time to consider where to search and find a way out.

The place where everyone was teleported was the top of the Golden Hall. This hall is more than a hundred feet high, so everyone's field of vision is fairly wide. Although there are many corpses blocking them, after looking around, everyone still found a huge distance. A mountain that is several times higher than the surrounding corpse mountains.

If there is a way out here, the mountain peak with only a black shadow can be seen is definitely the most likely place.

Except for Zhen Lan who was a little ignorant of the world, the monks present were all smart people. Needless to say, under the leadership of the old monster who hates the sky, everyone escaped from the golden mask one after another and headed for the huge mountain.

At this time, Luo Hong purposely stayed behind the crowd, caught the crowd's first entrance into the cloud of corpse aura, was on guard against possible attacks, had no time to take into account his chance, and secretly gathered mana in his eyes.

Immediately, a pale golden aura emerged, and the scene in front of Luo Hong's eyes advanced rapidly. In an instant, he seemed to be standing at the foot of the huge mountain, seeing it clearly.

To Luo Hong's surprise, this mountain was not made of corpses, but a black stone mountain with crumbling rocks.

It's just that the shape is a bit strange, with high bulges on both sides and a concave middle, which doesn't look like a naturally formed mountain.

Since there was no major discovery, Luo Hong didn't look too much, the mana gathered in his eyes dispersed, and the scene in front of him returned to normal.

Immediately, Luo Hong followed the crowd calmly, and after passing through the golden mask, an extremely strong corpse smell rushed towards his face, choking him so much that he had to block his sense of smell.

Although everyone escaped from the golden mask, they all eagerly wanted to know where it was, but no one dared to approach the mountain of corpses to investigate.

Everyone knew that in such an environment with strong corpse aura, a very powerful corpse king would be born, and if he approached the mountain of corpses rashly, he was afraid that he would be poisoned by him.

Sure enough, before everyone flew a thousand feet, a nearby mountain of corpses trembled violently, as if something was about to rush out of the mountain of corpses.

Just when everyone was hesitating whether to fight or retreat, a Buddha seal with a radius of tens of feet suddenly appeared on the top of this mountain of corpses.

After a few breaths of work, the things hidden inside the mountain of corpses became quiet.

Even though it was just a false alarm, it made everyone put their hearts in their throats, and they tried to stay away from the mountain of corpses as much as possible when they fled.

Gradually, the crowd split into four teams.

Needless to say, Luo Hong got together with Lao Mo Han.

Zhen Lan always flew by Monk Yanjing's side, seeming to regard him as a backer.

Old Demon Qingyang and Fairy Xuansha are inseparable, but Han Shiquan, who is also a monk of the Six Schools of Demonic Dao, did not choose to join forces with these two demons.

He knew his family affairs from his own family, and it was common for demon cultivators to intrigue each other. If he was in such a dangerous place and had to be on guard against the people around him, he would have no chance of surviving.

Therefore, Han Shiquan and Han Yunzhi have been flying near the old monster of Tianhen, but because of the elusive temper of this old monster, they didn't get too close.

The old monster of Heaven's Hate was also relatively relieved of Han Shiquan and the two. After all, after careful inspection, he could find that Han Shiquan's aura was slightly unstable, which was clearly a sign that he had hurt his vitality before and had not yet recovered.

In this case, the possibility that the other party is the culprit is infinitely small.

Moreover, Yulingzong is famous for controlling spirit beasts and driving spirit insects. If encountering a dangerous place, it will be much more convenient to have the help of the other party to find the way.

Han Li's gaze swept over everyone, feeling that everyone was harboring their own ulterior motives, and he couldn't help but feel a headache.

Fortunately, Senior Brother Luo was also there, otherwise this situation would have been extremely difficult to break.

Just as he was thinking like this, Luo Hong's voice with a wry smile sounded from the bottom of his heart:

"Junior Brother Han, did this change happen because of you?"

According to the clues known so far, Luo Hong thinks that Lu Lian of the Demon Flame Sect is the most suspicious, and counting the time, at this time, Old Demon Han should be avenging Xin Ruyin in Zidao Mountain, and then the Fu family of Zidao Mountain is with him again. The Demon Flame Sect has a lot to do with it.

With such a connection, Luo Hong basically believed that Old Demon Han was related to this change.

"Brother Luo, me too"

In fact, not long after entering the Golden Hall, Han Li recalled the strangeness of the time when he destroyed the door, and he had a clear understanding in his heart.

He was about to explain a thing or two via voice transmission, when suddenly there was a fierce whistling sound in his ears, and he saw a mountain of corpses surging, rolling out dozens of terrifying mummies covered in mottled silver armor.

I was guilty of being drunk yesterday, so dove, so I decided to mess with that habitual outburst badge and start today.