Volume 5 Sword Qi 9 Xiao 1112 The Tribulation of Flying Heads

As soon as the words fell, Liu Ming raised his hand and threw out a few talismans, which were attached to the corpse in a flash. After seeing that there was no restraint reaction at all, he was really relieved.

He took a few steps forward, raised his arm, and grabbed directly towards the dantian of the opponent's lower abdomen.

"Push" sound.

The five fingers sunk into it effortlessly, and when it was pulled out again, three egg-sized dark balls suddenly appeared in the palm of the hand.

The surface of these round beads is inscribed with densely packed small runes, and with the flow of aura, the surrounding void is slightly distorted.

"Ninth-rank secluded cores, still three! This person was once a mid-stage Tongxuan master!" Liu Ming said with a smile on his face.

As far as he knows, after the seclusion of the Tongxuan Realm secluded clan, a rank nine secluded core will condense on its own at the location of the dantian spirit sea, which contains the essence of its life. Once the cultivation base reaches the middle stage, two more will be born. Come out, if it is in the late stage of Tong Xuan, there will be six.

At this moment, the skin of the young man's corpse in front of him withered and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the flesh and blood all over his body had disappeared.

The generation of kings who once cultivated to Tongxuan has finally disappeared from the world.

The so-called all things are born in nothingness and return to nothingness, even if they once cultivated to the Xuanxuan level, as long as they do not reach the level of immortality, they will eventually fade out of history and be gradually forgotten by the world.

Liu Ming looked at the scene in front of him and was a little stunned, but at this moment, a mutation protruded!

Three gigantic spiritual pressure burst out instantly from below and locked directly on Liu Ming.

Liu Ming's expression changed. He took away the Nine-Rank Nether Core by himself, destroying the real body of Huanghan. Obviously, it touched the inverse scales of the three celestial guard puppets below.

His thoughts turned down, and he quickly took away the three rank nine secluded cores in his hand. With a sword in the other hand, a purple sword light rolled out, and after wrapping himself, it immediately turned into a mass of purple light and shot upwards.

"Boom"!

A group of purple light came out through the roof of the temple, and the silver light flashed into the distance.

Almost at the same time when the purple light appeared, three blue lights shot out from the Desolate Cold Temple, chasing after Liu Ming's escape.

Huge gray snowflakes like dandelions filled the sky, and the gray light on the surface condensed, turning into crystal ice cones. From all directions, the four groups of light rushed away.

...

Seven or eight days later.

Liu Ming hovered in the sky with his hands on his back, looking at the boundless gray barren sand in the distance, a look of contemplation appeared on his face.

According to the map, less than half a day's journey ahead is the place where another secluded king, "Shi Kun" once sat.

This relic is different from the small snow-capped temple that was sitting in the desolate cold before. It is an extremely hidden underground relic with a rather grand and complex internal structure.

Speaking of which, this Shi Kun was once the King of the Netherworld, in the history of the Nine Netherworlds. It can be regarded as a well-known You King. He not only shocked the Nine Nethers with the Nether Bone Judgment, but also recruited a lot of You Clan powerhouses with great talent and managed the Nether Domain in an orderly manner. The power was unparalleled at the time.

However, he was not satisfied with the status quo. In the end, he resolutely launched a cross-domain war and wanted to annex other secluded domains. As a result, when his limelight was in full swing, he was suddenly defeated by a mysterious person. And because of this, he escaped into the death of the King of You, and the cross-domain war naturally came to an end.

"It seems that this King You is somewhat similar to the emperor of the mortal world. He has a great desire for power, and even built such a mausoleum for himself before he sat down." Liu Ming thoughtfully muttered to himself.

But having said that, he didn't dare to underestimate this "underground royal mausoleum". The trip to the Desolate Cold Temple a month ago ended up making him suffer a lot.

Fortunately, he had an idea at that time, cleverly used the snow-free air ban, turned into several phantom avatars through the three-point shadow technique, and then used the car totem to hide his breath, and got rid of the pursuit of two of the puppets. It's just that the last puppet guard started chasing Liu Ming like a gangrene.

After chasing for a whole day and night, I couldn't get rid of it completely.

In desperation, he had to take a risk and fight against him, and finally, with the help of Shanhezhu and the Dragon Tiger Hell Technique, he completely killed him.

As a result, his mana was almost exhausted, and he found a hidden cave, and it took three full days of training to recover.

But getting three rank nine secluded cores is worth it.

Liu Ming pursed his lips and continued to fly forward with no expression on his face.

...

a day later.

In a long and narrow dark hall, on the dozens of ancient bronze lamps the size of palms on both sides, the bean-sized lamp flames flickered faintly, so that the hall would not be completely dark.

Taking advantage of the light, it was vaguely visible that there was a platform about half a foot high in the depths of the hall. On the platform was a huge coffin as black as ink. The coffin was surrounded by layers of giant flood dragons as thick as a bucket and with horns on their heads.

The giant Jiao closed his eyes tightly and seemed to be sleeping.

At this moment, the lid of the coffin was lifted to a corner, and the black air above was lingering.

In front of the coffin, stood a vague figure, holding a roll of sapphire-colored bamboo slips, watching it seriously.

On the bamboo piece at the front of the bamboo slip, three ancient Youzu characters "Minggu Jue" are written in gold lacquer.

The figure is Liu Ming.

This dimly lit hall is exactly the place where King You "Skun" sits, the eighth underground floor of the King's Mausoleum.

The first three floors of this royal mausoleum had been broken into before it entered, and the restrictions inside were almost destroyed, and now it has become a lair of ghosts.

Starting from the fourth floor, each floor has many bizarre prohibitions, ghost soldier formations condensed by yin sand, prohibitions full of absolute aura, phantom killing formations that make people fall into endless killing, and so on.

Most of the bans have a considerable deterrent effect on ghosts of the You clan, but for Liu Ming, who is a human race and has strong spiritual power, it did not cause any trouble. Dangerously passed.

According to the Yinliu map, the eighth floor is where the body of Shi Kun was stored. The corpse that had been sleeping for many years, slumbering next to the coffin, was not inferior to the realm of celestial phenomena. I didn't provoke this ghost for the sake of a ghost bone that I didn't use.

Under the blessing of the car sick totem secret technique in the Dacheng realm, Liu Ming did not wake up the corpse, but quietly took the contents of the coffin, and was naturally overjoyed.

"It seems that this Underworld Bone Judgment is slightly different from the one obtained from Qingling before." Liu Ming withdrew his consciousness from the bamboo slip in his hand and muttered.

Although he just glanced at it hastily just now, he found that this whole book of dharma seemed to be a bit more mysterious.

After Liu Ming put away the bamboo slip, he glanced at the coffin again, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

According to this Yin Liu, this royal mausoleum has nine floors. It is said that the ninth floor contains a large number of real treasures that Shi Kun brought into the death of King You, and the entrance should be under the coffin.

However, Yin Liu was clearly marked on the map, even if you cultivated to the profound, don't try to step into the ninth floor.

Now that he has not found the entrance to the ninth floor, and secondly, he has obtained the full set of the Secret Bone Art, and naturally he does not want to go to risk himself.

Next, Liu Ming didn't stop here, so he left the dim hall and returned the same way.

He has a deep understanding of the endless restrictions on King You's Sorrow, so he is cautious along the way, and has no intention of exploring other places.

More than ten days later, Liu Ming safely returned to the center of the King of You, at the entrance of the huge black valley.

At this moment, Taniguchi was empty, and Yin Liu did not appear.

Counting the time, it was still a long way from the three months he had agreed to. After some thought, Liu Ming simply placed a few restrictions at a secluded corner at the entrance of the valley. He sat down with his knees crossed, and took out the secrets of the secret bones. Insight into it.

Before, he just looked at it in general, at this moment, he began to comprehend the exercises of the eleventh floor.

His cultivation base is under the spiritual power of the prison cage, and he has reached the middle stage of the real pill.

Just when he closed his eyes to comprehend the Secret Bone Art, a faint black energy suddenly appeared on a soul bag at his waist, and there were countless black runes swaying brightly and darkly, which looked very mysterious.

Suddenly, an anxious hissing sound came from the soul raising bag.

Liu Ming suddenly opened his eyes and held a fist in his hand.

A cloud of black air flew out of the soul-raising bag, and it condensed down, revealing Fei'er's figure.

Liu Ming looked at Fei'er in front of him, and his face was startled.

At this moment, Fei'er has transformed into the body of the flying skull. There are countless dense dark red bloodshots on the nine heads, one large, eight small, and it looks like a series of fine meridians, emitting bursts of blood.

There were two red flames in the eyes of the Flying Skull Lord's head, and there was a burst of anxious hissing in his mouth.

"Fei'er, are you already..." Liu Ming felt the fluctuating aura on Fei'er's body, and a look of surprise and joy appeared on his face.

At this moment, there was a dull thunder in the sky above the valley, and the originally dark sky quickly emerged a piece of pitch-black robbery cloud.

Soon, the lightning snakes scurrying wildly in the thundercloud, the sound of blasting thunder spread far and wide, and a gust of wind swept down, rolling up the gravel and hitting the valley.

The pressure of the robbery cloud is lower, and the dazzling electric snake is moving faster and faster, as if it will be split from the air at any time.

A mad look suddenly appeared in Fei Shou's eyes, and after the black energy on his body, he flew out of the restriction and made a provocative low roar at the sky.

"I thought it would be Scorpion's first to end the Thunder Tribulation, but I didn't expect Fei'er to take the first step this time..."

Liu Ming stood still and looked up at the flying skull in the sky. He couldn't help but mutter a few words to himself, and released his consciousness to monitor the surrounding situation at all times.

Although there was no living creature nearby except for the black rocks, Liu Ming's temperament was naturally unwilling to relax. With a sword in his hand, a purple light flashed, and the Ku round sword flew out and hovered above his head. Not sure. (To be continued...) R1292

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