Six Hundred and Twentieth Chapters Courage Seven

In the sound of hurried footsteps.

The void palace is vast and boundless. Except for the floor above the head, the walls on both sides are far and near, but it is more like walking in a very wide corridor than a palace.

"The second token." Song Danhao withdrew his hand from the wall in front of him.

The dark and hard walls are the same as the surrounding walls, there is no difference.

But when he pulled his hand out from the wall, the wall actually stirred up waves of ripples like the surface of water.

"Let's go, keep going."

He took a deep breath.

"This is the second piece. You need to take two pieces to pass the test of the Snowman King and enter the innermost part."

"Is this also the content of your reincarnation memory?" Xu Ling asked in surprise.

"kindness."

Song Danhao nodded.

"Come with me, I have a little memory of this place."

He walked forward, going deeper.

The ground of the palace was covered with a thin layer of ice, and the stone wall of the ceiling a hundred meters above the head gradually began to appear hanging ice chestnuts.

Several people felt a little nervous, Song Danhao walked in front with a torch in one hand, Xu Ling was second, and Gong Shang Bai Yu was third.

Lin Yaoyang broke his back.

The four of them had their own thoughts at this time, what was Song Danhao's life experience, and why so many sects arrested him.

And this extremely dangerous relic, why on earth is he so familiar with it.

Doubts emerged one after another, and at this juncture, it was no longer possible to deliberately ignore them as before.

All the way forward quietly, suddenly a huge group of octopus-like meat buns appeared on the ground in front of them.

The brown-gray meat bun is like a small hill raised on the ground, slowly arching the head of an octopus.

This huge octopus has six eyes, like six pierced blood holes in the dark, extremely hideous.

Song Danhao stopped more than ten meters away from the big octopus.

"This is the Void Horned Demon King. The third token we want is in its mouth. This is also a part of the test. You have to put your hands into its mouth to get it." He said calmly, brows relaxed A purple-black symbol slowly emerged.

However, Xu Ling knew that it would be fine for this pervert to be idle at ordinary times, but once his voice became calm and indifferent, he would definitely enter that abnormal explosive state.

"Let me do it."

She glanced at Bai Yu, a palace merchant who was pale and still anemic, and Lin Yaoyang, who seemed to be emotionally stable, but was actually absent-minded.

Take a decisive step forward.

"Need not."

Song Danhao stepped forward and stretched out his hand lightly, the big octopus even took the initiative to spit out the token and put it on his hand.

"Let's go, next one, to get the last piece, and the last place we can leave."

Song Danhao bypassed the octopus and continued to move forward.

After the big octopus spat out the token, it crouched down again, pretending to be the floor and disappearing.

The three of them looked at each other, this was not a test at all, it was useless to think too much, so they had to keep up with Song Danhao.

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In a passage somewhere in the Nihility Palace.

boom!

The walls were smashed through. Several monks in green robes walked in with vigilant expressions, all holding swords and other weapons in their hands.

Bihushan and his party walked through the underground palace for a long time, but they came to a dead end.

Lin Xin made a decisive decision and broke through the wall directly.

With his power attribute of more than 8,000 ranks, which is similar to other bloodlines of gods and beasts known for their strength, he smashed with all his strength and smashed a straight passage all the way.

"This should be the main passage."

Feng Huai walked in behind Lin Xin, looking around.

It was pitch black in the passage.

With a click, a team member lit a torch, and the light yellow light illuminated the surroundings.

Ow!

Suddenly a black shadow rushed out from the side, and rushed straight at the monk holding the torch.

The two people who were approaching drew their swords at the same time, and the magic weapon and magic weapon bloomed with a slight green fluorescence, severing the black shadow into several sections in an instant.

The white light just covered it, and directly purified the struggling black shadows that fell on the ground.

In just a moment, the black shadow let out a weak scream, and was completely purified into a little bit of black smoke and dissipated.

"A little attribute value." Lin Xin was quite surprised to see that the free attribute increased a little.

"It is the dream shadow of the nightmare world. It is most likely to breed in places that are in darkness all the year round. Everyone is isolated!"

Deputy Zheng Rong shouted in a low voice.

Immediately, the remaining eight monks grabbed their birth certificates one after another, and circled Fenghuailin several times, a large number of runes as fine as dust gushed out from the magic weapons in their hands.

All the runes flashed in mid-air.

Lin Xin immediately felt that there was an extra layer on his body, which seemed to be some kind of armor-like spell.

"Could it be possible to use spells here?" He was slightly taken aback.

"This is borrowing the power of the magic weapon, which is equivalent to the power of the blood in our body. It is just the power of the blood of the magic weapon. It can also be used." Feng Huai explained.

"Can magic weapons be used?"

Lin Xin narrowed his eyes.

At this time, the rest of the monks had already set up the formation, and the surroundings gradually brightened up, as if there were some shiny tulle floating around in the air.

Lin Xin stretched out his hand and touched it. It was icy cold, like the morning mist, with no substance but warmth.

The white light from the tulle illuminated the surrounding area, and it was clearly visible within a radius of more than 20 meters.

"Junior Brother Huang Le." He said no more, and looked at a young male cultivator in the team.

The person took a step forward, and lightly groped and sniffed the ground.

"This direction is the most angry, and the most people should go. I smell that Du Qijun."

Huang Le is the best at tracking in the team, because he is not a pure-race human, but a half-wolf demon with the blood of a moon wolf.

Although Feng Huai is also a tracking master, he focuses more on trace inspection.

At this time, he deliberately hid it, as if he was preparing something, no longer being the team leader, but letting Lin Xin act as his agent. Obviously there is some planning.

Lin Xin didn't care either, Feng Huai had nothing to displease him so far, but he was a good friend.

He is also relatively fair in dealing with things, unlike those other fifth-order monks who grow old without dying and become elites, planning the past and planning the future.

Anyway, as long as it is beneficial to him.

After a group of people hastened forward in the palace for more than ten minutes, the sound of clanging weapons could gradually be heard in front of them.

From time to time, a snowman roared over.

Everyone's speed was a little faster.

Soon, a group of foreign monks dressed in black slowly emerged from the darkness in front of them, fighting to the death with five big snowmen with silver shields on their chests.

Each of the five snowmen has a body shape similar to that of the Wang family's guardian snowman, and has great strength.

Every time it hits, not only the fist, but also a light yellow halo on the surface of the fist.

"Pure power fluctuations, if there is still immortality, these snowmen are very troublesome!" Feng Huai narrowed his eyes, "Brother Lin, are you sure?"

This group of men in black was obviously about to lose their hold. They protected a young woman in the middle, desperately delaying the fight, fighting and retreating.

I just don't know why these snowmen will not let them go, and they are still chasing them.

"Look at the protected woman, there seems to be something in her arms." Zheng Rong said in a low voice.

"Don't waste time, who will fetch it?" Lin Xin said lightly. He was used to giving orders in the underworld, so he spoke naturally at this time, and no one felt that it was inappropriate.

"I'll go." Zheng Rong volunteered. With a step on his foot, he rushed towards the group of men in black.

He was extremely fast, and he arrived behind the group of black-clothed monks in just a few blinks of an eye. I saw him whispering a few words with the group of people. After the group of people hesitated, two more people were pinched to death by the snowman. Determined. Leaning towards Lin Xin.

Lin Xin took a step forward, and the red flower sword trembled slightly. It flew out suddenly and circled around several snowmen.

A white light flashed, and the snowman suddenly howled and fell to the ground, scattered into countless pieces.

"It's not a royal guard, it's just a little stronger than normal."

Lin Xin shook his head slightly.

The leader of this group of men in black was brought over, with a vigilant look on his face, he carefully stood in front of Lin Xin.

"Thank you for saving me, it turned out to be the brothers of Bihushan."

Bihu Mountain is the leading sect in the human world, a dominant force.

The disciples under his sect are also carefully selected, considering their aptitude and background, so the disciples who go out have the highest average level of cultivation.

Naturally, it has also become a kind of halo effect. When Bihu Mountain is mentioned, it is an elite and powerful endorsement.

"This is a piece of Snowman King's Tears that we got by accident. Thank you for your help, brother. We are from Fengtianmen of Nanyang Prefecture. These are some Taoist soldiers we brought in.

There are only four of us who are real brothers and sisters. "

The team leader, that is, the protected female cultivator, lowered her head in awe, not daring to look at Lin Xinfenghuai and the others.

At the same time, she also handed over the black spar in her hand to another monk beside her.

"Have you ever seen people from the Four Seas and Fairy Mountains?"

Lin Xin didn't even look at the Snowman King's Tears. He now has seven or eight yuan in his hand, all of which were obtained from killings along the way.

The key now is to find Sister Stupid first and find out how she got here. This place is too dangerous, so we must first ensure that she is okay.

As for Fenghuai's purpose, and the mission of their group, they are all secondary.

"Yes, they have gone to the innermost part, following the group that came in first." The female cultivator hurriedly said. "Probably only an hour ago."

"Let's go."

Lin Xin and his group left quickly, and the snowman king's tears were also thrown back to the female cultivator, but the silver shields embedded in the chests of the five snowmen who were killed on the ground were all stripped out, and were taken by Bihushan. people take away.

The nun watched the pedestrian leave, and was about to turn around and follow them.

Boom! !

A loud noise suddenly came from behind.

She quickly looked back again.

In the depths of the palace, an eight-meter-tall Wang family guard snowman was neatly cut into two pieces from head to toe by a white light.

The sound of the explosion was the sound of another snowman guarding the Wang family exploding.

The man who led the team from Bihushan before now had four dead bodies lying all over him. He is slowly withdrawing his sword.

So strong...!

She grumbled a few times, feeling a little dry.

The other senior brothers did not dare to look any further.

"Let's go!" they urged.

A group of people hurried towards the exit of the Nihility Palace. (to be continued ~^~)