Chapter 1372: Castle of Terror

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A snowy wind blew past, and a figure appeared on the steeple of the Ice and Snow Castle.

There should have been guards on the Zhejiang Tower, but there was no one at the moment. There is only the sound of wind and snow all around, and there is no human voice.

Ning Tao is condescending, with a panoramic view of the entire castle. There is not even a single person in the places that can be seen in advance, and there is no innate atmosphere of living people in the places that cannot be seen. The whole castle is a dead castle. The doors and windows are full of death energy, and there is death energy. Let alone ordinary immortals, even a god like him feels uncomfortable and can't help frowning.

What is going on in this place?

Ning Tao was also a little confused. The leader of the group of ice warriors he met before said that he had stepped up patrols under the order of the city lord Wu Sheng. But when he arrived at the city lord's mansion, he found that there was no living person in the ice and snow castle, so why did the city lord give the order? Could it be that Wu Sheng is not dead and not in this ice and snow castle?

I can't figure out many places, and this place exudes a strange atmosphere everywhere.

Ning Tao jumped down from the steeple and entered the castle through a window.

There was a child's body in the room. It was a boy about seven or eight years old. The clothes on his body were gorgeous, and he was not a child of ordinary people. But just such a child who was born with a golden key in his mouth, who was supposed to study in school and act like a baby in front of his parents, his life has ended. His corpse was carved out of a piece of coal, black without a trace of variegation, dead air and death energy wriggling on his body like a poisonous snake.

If nothing else, this little boy also has a grain of death sand that has taken root in his head.

Ning Tao did not dispose of the little boy's body, he left the room and entered a corridor. He came to the end of the corridor, entered the stairwell, and went down the stairs again.

He entered the castle from the top three floors, and there are two floors down. He stopped for a while on the second floor and used his divine eyes to investigate.

There were also many corpses on the second floor, but he didn't check them one by one.

He came to the first floor, walked through a corridor, and came to a door. The door is more than ten meters high, quite atmospheric. He reached out and pushed the door open, and there was a hall oncoming.

The hall was quiet and silent, no lights were lit, and it was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.

The darkness did not affect Ning Tao's vision at all. The moment the door opened,

He saw the situation in the hall clearly.

The huge hall was in a mess, and the ground was strewn with dead bodies, as well as tableware, food, and other messy things that fell on the ground. The air was full of the smell of dead bodies, and of food and wine, which mixed together into a foul smell.

Some of the corpses lying on the ground and lying on the table were nobles and rich people in fancy clothes, some were immortals and immortal warriors in white fairy armor, and there were servants dressed in ordinary clothes.

It cannot be seen that these people are throwing a banquet, and that at some point disaster strikes suddenly. The people here, including the strongest immortal, showed no sign of resistance. Based on what Ning Tao saw, he had no doubt that these people were all killed in an instant.

The one who can kill so many people in an instant, even the Immortal Lord, can do this can only be a god!

Is it true that Shemea, the goddess of wisdom, has come down?

However, there is no trace left by Simia, the goddess of wisdom, and there is not even a trace of smell left.

Ning Tao moved his gaze to a seat under the main wall of the hall, and then walked towards that seat.

In that seat sat a tall, well-dressed man. Although Ning Tao has never met Wu Sheng, the city lord of Ice and Snow City, it is not difficult to judge that he is the city lord Wu Sheng based on the position of the seat and the clothes of the people on the seat.

The city lord Wu Sheng is dead, but the ice warriors in Ice Snow City are still carrying out his orders. This is really incomprehensible.

He suspected that everything that happened here was related to Shemea, the goddess of wisdom, and she even did it herself, but until now he has not found any traces of her. If this ice and snow city was a trap set by Goddess of Wisdom Shemea, and he was already in the trap, shouldn't she also show up?

But no.

Ning Tao came to the seat under the front wall and looked at Wu Sheng who was sitting on the chair. Before coming here, he was thinking about finding clues in Wu Sheng's head after seeing Wu Sheng. But he didn't expect Wu Sheng to be dead, and the dead will not have memory.

Ning Tao's gaze suddenly fell on the dining table in front of Wu Sheng, on which a seal was engraved. Whose blood was used to engrave the seal, the blood has turned black, the same color as the paint on the tabletop, it is hard to find if you don't look carefully.

What kind of seal is this again?

Ning Tao observed carefully and tried to analyze.

But before he could analyze a result, a strange voice suddenly came.

Ning Tao's eyes suddenly shifted to a corner of the hall, and the gloomy and hoarse voice came from the mouth of a female corpse in that corner.

However, Ning Tao couldn't hear what she was saying, and even if he could hear it clearly, he couldn't understand it, because the female corpse was reciting the mantra.

Another scam?

Ning Tao's hand ignited a ball of divine fire.

Suddenly, a faint golden light burst out from the dining table.

What shines is the Dharma seal.

The mantra chanted by the female corpse activated the seal on the dining table.

Crash!

The French seal suddenly opened, and a hole as black as ink appeared instantly.

The sense of crisis suddenly hit.

Ning Tao instinctively stepped back.

At that moment, a wave of black sand gushed out from the pitch-black hole!

It's the sand of death again!

The black sand of death gushed out of the hole like a tide, half of the hall was covered in an instant. The energy of death suddenly increased, and the dead people opened their eyes one by one, and then stood up. They twisted their stiff legs and surrounded Ning Tao, making huh huh sounds from their mouths.

Ning Tao shot out the ball of divine fire in his hand, and the ball of divine fire exploded in the air, turning into dozens of small fireballs, each small fireball locked on a corpse, and the attack was completed in a blink of an eye. There were also dozens of burning corpses in the fire.

But even if those corpses were burning, they still wanted Ning Tao to force them over. They didn't feel anything at all, and they weren't afraid of death, because they were already dead.

However, before they could take another step, their bodies were burned to ashes by the divine fire.

The corpse turned to ashes, and among the piles of ashes, there was a grain of sand engraved with runes rising from the ashes, emitting a faint golden light in the air.

At this time, a clear sentence suddenly came out of the mouth of the female corpse who was chanting the mantra: "Songzi God, don't you want believers? Look, how many believers I have prepared for you, are you very happy?" ?”

This is the voice of Shemea, the goddess of wisdom.

However, that female corpse was just the corpse of a maid, dressed in ordinary clothes, without even the slightest bit of spiritual power on her body. Who would pay attention to such an ordinary corpse, an inconspicuous little person?

The black sand of death is still pouring out, and the place to stay in the hall is getting smaller and smaller.

Ning Tao retreated to the door and said, "Ximia, you claim to be Wu's daughter, the Supreme One, I think you are just a despicable and shameless rotten person."

"How dare you scold me!" the female corpse roared angrily.

Ning Tao snorted coldly, and then said: "Am I wrong? These immortals have no grievances or enmity with you, but you killed them. Aren't you just to kill me? I'm here, you can Come out and have a duel with me dignifiedly, do you dare? I don’t think you dare, you are just a shrinking turtle!"

"Hahaha..." Simia laughed again from the female corpse's mouth.

Does the aggressive method not work?

Ning Tao frowned slightly, and added: "Don't pretend to be a great god in front of me, I still don't know who you are? Do you remember, when you were the saint of the Sky Temple, you How did you kneel and lick? You are still pregnant with my child in your belly, and you will always be my slave!"

"Ah—" the female corpse screamed.

Her voice was extremely sharp, and the porcelain and glassware in the hall burst and shards flew across. Even the stone pillars and the ceiling have cracks, which may collapse at any time.

She was really stimulated.

There has never been any ineffective method of provocation, as long as you find out the opponent's trigger point, you can stimulate the opponent to the point of explosion.

boom!

A pillar collapsed with a crash.

But it was not shattered by the screaming and roaring of the female corpse, but was swallowed by the sand of death at the bottom.

Where the sand of death invades, even stones will be destroyed, and the stored energy will be converted into death energy.

This thing can swallow even the fairy world, let alone just a castle.

Boom!

Ning Tao knocked open the gate of the castle and flew out.

Black grains of sand gushed out from the gate, and then gushed out from the windows on the second and third floors. In a blink of an eye, the entire castle was covered by the sand of death. Hundreds of millions of death sands squirmed on the surface of the castle, making a rustling sound. The scene was like houses under a plague of locusts, densely packed!

Ning Tao thought that the castle would fall down soon, but it didn't.

The voice of Shemea, the Goddess of Wisdom, came from the castle: "You really angered me, so I will make more people pay for you offending me. I want everyone in this city to die! You are not The savior of the fairy world? I'm going to kill everyone in this city right now, let's see how many people you can save!"

"Wait!" Ning Tao said in a vibrating voice: "I don't care about these immortals at all. You can't hurt me if you kill all the people in this city, so why waste your time? Your goal is me, how about you? Make an appointment at a time and place, I will go to the appointment, and we will fight to the death!"

"No, you care." The voice of Shemea, the Goddess of Wisdom.

"My day—your mother!" Ning Tao couldn't help cursing.

He does care, because this is not the life and death of hundreds of people, but the life and death of hundreds of thousands!