Six Hundred and Fiftieth IX Remnant Tomb III

After collecting for a while, Lin Xin said that enough was enough, and went to the side to meditate and practice.

"Okay." Huang Piyuan's voice came from over there.

Several people stood up separately and filed into the stone room.

On the ground of the stone chamber, six ring-shaped flower-like purple talisman arrays have lit up, and all the talisman arrays are connected together to form a rectangle.

The faint purple light reflected the entire stone chamber into purple.

Huang Piyuan motioned for a few people to stand on the purple talisman formation, and he himself followed suit, and began to quickly form a seal and activate the formation.

Lin Xin looked at the contents of the rune array, and he knew most of the contents, only a small part was unfamiliar, which seemed to be teleportation runes of other systems.

hum! !

A slight vibration came slowly from under his feet.

boom!

The purple light burst forth, and Lin Xin's eyes suddenly lit up.

In the blink of an eye, the stone chamber in front of him was replaced by a wide and huge pitch-black river.

A few of them were standing on the black muddy ground by the river bank.

The touch under the feet is sticky and soft, as if stepping on mud.

Lin Xin moved his feet, even with his strength, it was a little difficult to lift his feet, as if the soil under his feet was pulling him all the time, preventing him from leaving the ground.

"Why does it feel like someone is pulling me?"

Murong Jun couldn't help but said, she was also trying to lift her foot, but she was trapped so tightly that she couldn't move.

"let me help you."

Zeng Zhuo stretched out his hand and began to pinch Fa Jue.

"Don't move!"

The man from Yuanxia Mountain said anxiously in a low voice, quickly took out a small oil lamp, and lit a little flame the size of a soybean.

The pale yellow fire light illuminated the surroundings of everyone.

Everyone suddenly felt the pulling sensation under their feet disappear. The muddy ground on the ground could faintly hear the sound of something drilling deeper.

"This is the River of Resentful Souls. The soil under our feet is called Nostalgia Soil, which is unique to this place. Every inch of the soil is formed by countless resentful spirits. They don't want strangers to leave here, and they are attached to their anger. That's why it pulls us.

If it were some monks with lower cultivation bases, just stepping on this muddy ground, they would be pulled down instantly, and they would never see the sun. "The man from Yuanxia Mountain said solemnly.

"What will happen if you are pulled down?"

Zeng Zhuo couldn't help asking.

"After that? It was eroded and turned into a zombie, Yaksha and the like." Before the Yuanxia Mountain man could reply, Lu Qiaoqiao, the fairy from the east of the lake, said in a cold voice.

"Camel Lantern? Are you well prepared?"

She glanced at the small brass-colored lamp in the hands of Yuanxia Mountain Man.

Lin News said that he also looked at the little light.

The brass-colored lamp base is no different from ordinary oil lamps, the only difference is that the wick is blood red, like the tongue of some living thing.

"Let's go, the place we're exploring is in the deepest part of the tomb. The wraith zombies on the road all depend on Brother Zeng and the like."

The Yuanxia Mountain native smiled politely at Zeng Zhuo and the others.

"If it's all at this level, it's not a big problem."

Zeng Zhuo's eyes suddenly turned to the right side of the river bank.

Under the gray-black sky, misty mist slowly filled in, and several rotting human bodies in monk costumes were staggeringly moving towards the crowd.

By the light of the oil lamp, Lin Xin could clearly see that one of the zombies seemed to be a young female cultivator before she was alive. At this time, half of her head was cut off in half, leaving only one eye and half of a nose. The wound had rotted and turned white, and there were many small white and black maggots crawling on it.

A strong stench can be smelled from a distance.

The other people were male cultivators of different sizes, some had no arms, some had empty stomachs, and half of their purple-black intestines were dragging out.

"Be careful, this is a ghost zombie. It is an ordinary type of undead, but the pollution on its body is extremely toxic, and it will explode when killed by ordinary means."

Zeng Zhuo obviously had rich experience, and while yelling at everyone, he took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, an extra orange paper talisman appeared in his hand, and he threw it forward.

"Broken soul!"

He gave a low drink.

The paper talisman immediately burned in mid-air, turning into talisman fire, splitting into six pieces in a flash, forming a circle of talisman fire, surrounding all the zombies, and turning quickly.

Chi Chi Chi!

All the talisman fires immediately shot at the zombie like arrows, and each one was tightly attached to the zombie's body surface.

puff!

In an instant, all the zombies spontaneously ignited and turned into human-shaped torches, which collapsed and melted into ashes after a few blows.

"Brother, you are moving too fast!" Murong Jun couldn't help but pull Zeng Zhuo.

Zeng Zhuo looked puzzled.

"well...."

Murong Jun was helpless, so he sent the voice transmission directly.

"You are in such a hurry to start, others don't even know how powerful and difficult this unjust zombie is. Without a face-to-face experience, how can they reflect your importance?"

"Is there still such a saying?" Zeng Zhuo didn't have so much fuss in his heart, he shook his head and was speechless.

"Okay, brother Zeng will be in charge of the zombies after that. How about the rest of them be vigilant?" Yuanxiashan people smiled.

"Yes." Zeng Zhuo nodded.

The rest Murong Jun and Lin Xin also agreed.

Lu Qiaoqiao hummed lightly.

The five people, led by the people from Yuanxia Mountain, moved quickly along the river bank to the right.

In a short while, he encountered three unjust zombies, all of which were solved by Zeng Zhuo.

Lin Xin tried it out, and one of the zombies was so stiff that it was even comparable to the defense strength of thousands of attributes, which was similar to that of the body training monks in Yuan Jingqi. Simply horrible.

But under the piece of paper talisman that Zeng made, as many as there were, it was all settled at once.

The team went all the way, and soon saw a black pier ahead.

There are already several teams waiting there to explore the remnant tomb.

"Be careful to restrain your breath and hide your cultivation. We have to wait here until the low tide point of the Wraith River. At that time, the death wind in the underworld will be much weaker."

The man from Yuanxia Mountain whispered to everyone, and he was the first to take the lead and walked to the front after speaking.

Lu Qiaoqiao, a fairy from the east of the lake, followed closely behind.

Lin Xin followed behind, and Zeng Zhuo Murong Jun and his brother and sister walked last, and they all quickly restrained their breath.

The pier is made up of small black wooden piles, forming a cube, standing in the Wraith River. I don't know what material it is, and there are signs of decay in many places, revealing the paleness inside.

In addition to Lin Xin and his party, there were also two monk teams, who were also waiting by the pier together.

Because it was dark and blocked by a strange fog, everyone couldn't see each other very clearly.

Lin Xin's five senses are strong, but he can clearly see that in one of the teams, several people are carrying sacks that look like human bodies on their shoulders.

Even though they are monks and have space equipment such as storage bags, these people still carry things on their shoulders instead of hiding them in the equipment.

What's more, he chose to use the crude material of sacks.

"It's from the Soul Sect! Be careful, don't cause trouble." The Yuanxia Mountain native suddenly transmitted a voice in a low voice.

Soul sect? Lin Xin had heard of this sect before, and it seemed that it was a huge sect force that spanned many worlds, just like Bihu Mountain. It's just that their actions are far less domineering and bright than that of Bihu Mountain. They are more hidden in the dark and mysterious.

The few people tried their best to restrain their breath and waited at the pier. The other two teams were also silent, very quiet.

Time passed slowly, and after a while, two more teams came one after another, and they all stood quietly at the back, waiting for the opportunity.

I don't know how long it has been.

"coming!"

Hudong Fairy Lu Qiaoqiao suddenly made a sound.

Everyone saw a large number of tentacles suddenly rushing out of the river of resentful souls in front of them.

Chi Chi Chi Chi! !

Countless tentacles shot up into the sky, twisted like black ropes, and quickly tangled into a large ball at an altitude of thousands of meters. Form a sphere like a meatball.

The formed meat ball became bigger and bigger, from a diameter of more than ten meters at the beginning, it quickly expanded to more than twenty meters, like a large ball of thread, suspended in the sky, connecting countless black silk threads on the river surface .

"Crossing the river and wishing for the evening.... My heart is full..."

The team of Soul Sect suddenly burst into singing, as if singing some weird and gloomy ballad, a group of people flew into the air, flew towards the river, and soon disappeared into the gap between countless tentacles.

Between the large number of tentacles, each has a diameter of about two or three meters wide, enough for people to pass through.

Immediately after the Soul Sect team took the lead, another team soared into the sky and shot into the sky above the Wraith River.

"Let's go too."

Yuanxia Mountain people said via voice transmission.

Everyone nodded, and shot up into the air one after another, also shooting into the gap between the tentacles.

The people from Yuanxia Mountain held the yellow sand cloud under their feet, and the camel lantern in their hands continuously released a faint yellow light, even in high-speed flight, it was not affected by the air current at all. A soft halo enveloped the five people, constantly conveying a trace of warmth.

Lu Qiaoqiao had a huge white sword under her feet, her body was sharp and sharp, her dress flew back, and her whole body was like a sharp sword, piercing the oncoming wind.

Brother and sister Zeng Zuo each released a cloud of purple-black aura, supporting them to follow quickly. The purple-black aura seemed to be absorbing the surrounding black mist. Obviously some kind of special female magic weapon.

Lin Xin withdrew his gaze and looked at the tentacles in front of him.

Under his feet were pure white auspicious clouds from the Taoist sect, blocking out the corrosive black mist that was trying to pounce on him.

Below is the surface of the black water river swept back at high speed, and the tentacles are pulled straight like a forest, and they keep passing by.

The five people turned around and kept advancing through the gap.

Soon, several people felt that the wind blowing in front of them began to become colder and colder.

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah

Waves of seemingly meaningless sounds came with the wind, like a howling wind, or someone singing an opera-like tune.

The voice pierced into his ears, ignoring the aura of body protection, which made Lin Xin feel a little restless.

He glanced at the others.

The face of Yuanxiashan people trembled slightly, obviously they were also resisting with kung fu.

The fairy Lu Qiaoqiao from the east of the lake was emitting a milky white spiritual energy all over her body, and she was also making a slight vibrato, as if she was using a special method to counteract this soul sound.

It was the easiest for Zeng Zuo two brothers and sisters. The two held a paper talisman with gold patterns in each hand, completely ignoring the soul voice.

"This is the sound of the dead wind, the soul-calling sound of the mortal rumors, it can shake people's minds and souls, and make people's lives unstable." Zeng Zuo saw that Lin Xin had no way to deal with it, so he hurriedly transmitted the sound.

"Here's one for you, just hold it." He handed the same gold-patterned paper talisman to Lin Xin.

"Thank you." Lin Xin didn't refuse, and took the paper talisman, seeing the golden light on the golden symbol on it, the irritability in his heart disappeared instantly.

"When we are away from home, we and other human monks should support and help each other." Zeng Zuo said with a smile. (to be continued ~^~)