Chapter 523 Millennial Suppression
These two doors are too tall, and Mu Qinghan stands in front of these two doors, as small as a black dot.
These two stone doors are carved with a picture of a hundred ghosts walking at night, and the hideous ghosts and monsters are lifelike, with teeth and claws. And in the middle are the two words written.
In the middle of the stone gate on the left, there is a word "life", and in the middle of the stone door on the right, the word "death" is written.
The words "life" and "death" are written differently, and the breath revealed is also different.
Mu Qinghan walked all the way, and every time he chose the direction, there was no rule, he was guided by the direction of the aura, but he believed that someone must have also come to this room.
Because on the stone door on the seventh floor, there are also two deep palm prints, which should have been left by someone pulling open the stone door.
Because the seventh-layer stone gate was too heavy, the man's two palms sank deep into the stone door, leaving these two palm prints.
"Chi Wenxuan said that someone had been to the seventh floor, but apparently the person who came to my room was not the genius he mentioned. Mu Qinghan pondered, Xiang Hui's route was left by that genius, and the person who came to this room was the one who was really closest to the bottom of the fallen tower of Yanjing.
"I came here by tracking aura, what did that guy rely on?" Mu Qinghan was a little curious about this.
The entrance to the eighth floor is right in front of you, and there should be at least eight floors.
Mu Qinghan looked at the two giant gates again, there were no traces left on them, I don't know how the pioneer chose at that time, did he leave directly?
Not only did the pioneer not leave him any clues, but even his own experience was already a mystery, and Mu Qinghan could only rely on himself now, he refocused his gaze on the two giant doors in front of him.
Mu Qinghan slowly walked towards the door of death.
Along the way, he had to track the aura to find here, so of course he had to continue, even if the aura was pointing to the door of death now.
On the eighth layer, no one has entered the record, and this is the purpose of Mu Qinghan's expedition.
Pressing his hand on the edge of the door, Mu Qinghan took a deep breath and slowly urged his spiritual power...
The force in Mu Qinghan's hand is getting bigger and bigger, however, Shimen doesn't move at all!
"Ahh
The physical body, internal strength, all exerted to the extreme!
With Mu Qinghan as the center, there was a sudden storm around him, the dust on the ground flew to both sides, and in the strong flashlight lamppost, only the dust was seen rolling, and there was chaos.
Under the powerful explosion, the top of the stone gate made a clicking sound, and gravel continued to fall from the heights...
Xiang Hui had already entered the sixth layer at this time, but not long after entering, he suddenly felt the ground under his feet shake violently.
"Damn, boss, what's going on?"
This happened to other groups on the wireless channel.
"President, it looks like we've got an earthquake on our side!"
"No, no, boss, what should I do?
"What's going on, there's never been a shaking before. ”
Fortunately, this shaking only lasted for a moment, and after a minute, the strange shaking finally stopped.
Why did he stop? Because Mu Qinghan stopped.
Mu Qinghan gasped heavily, the last time he used such a serious force was to chase Mu Haotian who fell into another star in the cracks, and at that time he was more of an explosion of internal strength and converted into speed, but this time he converted all his physical body and spiritual power into power.
This has never been done before.
However, the door to death was only a small crack exposed, and it could not be opened completely.
Mu Qinghan shook his head slightly, his strength just now was about 60,000 catties, according to reason, even if he couldn't open the eighth door, he would not only be able to open a thin slit.
"The realm is still a little worse. Forget it, come back when the condensation realm is over. ”
Just as Mu Qinghan was about to leave, he suddenly stopped again.
Behind him, a faint aura floated out of the door of death, which was instantly captured by Mu Qinghan.
This trace of aura is different from the aura that Mu Qinghan usually refines when he cultivates. Usually, Mu Qinghan's aura mainly comes from the aura emitted by all living beings, but this silk...
If it had a color, it would have to be black, black... Yin Qi!
The energy of yin qi is also a kind of aura, and everything in the world has aura.
Of course, the Earth Warriors knew very little about the aura, let alone this less common yin-attribute aura.
Coincidentally, Mu Qinghan not only knew the Yin Attribute Aura, but he could also absorb such Yin Attribute Aura.
"It turned out to be a Yin Attribute Aura!" Mu Qinghan suddenly turned around, "I really didn't expect that Yenching University would actually use this kind of aura!"
Soon, Mu Qinghan had a thought in his mind, and he immediately sat cross-legged and began to refine his spiritual power again.
This pranayama is five hours!
Mu Qinghan's spiritual power has been abundant again.
Taking a deep breath, Mu Qinghan walked to the door of death again.
This time, when Mu Qinghan transported the spiritual power of the pure yin attribute, it was less than 30,000 catties of strength, and the tall stone gate that was as magnificent as the gate of the underworld made a roaring sound.
The entrance to the eighth floor is open!
When the door of death opened, an incomparably powerful aura gushed out from inside the door, and the intensity of these aura had reached the level of visible to the naked eye, and a cloud of black aura rushed out of the door of death.
Mu Qinghan propped his hands on the stone door, and he had to withstand these spiritual aura, almost rushing him out of the door.
"It's not good! you can't let these auras go out!" Mu Qinghan shouted angrily, "Ice carp!"
Mu Qinghan had never taken the initiative to let the ice carp help him, but this time he had to call out the ice carp.
These spiritual energies can be refined into spiritual power when used properly, but the earth warriors don't seem to have reached this level, maybe some people have reached it, and other members who are still in the tower will definitely not be able to reach this level.
If you're not careful, it's not refining aura, it's evil qi entering the body!
"Seal the exit!"
From Mu Qinghan's chest, a small transparent carp glowing with blue and white light flew out.
The ice carp didn't make fun of Mu Qinghan this time, and with a flick of his tail, the entrance to the seventh layer was instantly frozen and solid, not only that, but the ice crystals spread rapidly.
The matryoshka doll has been set up for seven layers, and the area of this seventh layer is already smaller than the first layer, I don't know how much, and after a while, the ice carp simply sealed the entire seventh layer completely.
"Okay, don't worry, the outside can't get in, and the inside can't even think of going out. Bing Carp flicked his tail proudly, "Hey, Mu Qinghan, I helped you so much this time, you can always take me in to play." ”
Mu Qinghan saw a cloud of black gas crashing into the ice, they obviously couldn't destroy the ice of the ice carp, they could only escape in other directions, just scurrying back and forth, they just couldn't get out.
Mu Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief at this time, "Let's go!"
With a fierce force, he pushed the stone door open, and his figure flashed and entered the eighth floor.
Ice carp followed.
There was a loud bang behind him, and the door finally closed.
The moment Mu Qinghan stepped into the eighth layer, flames automatically rose from the surrounding fire disks, illuminating this layer.
Seeing the scene in front of him, if it weren't for Mu Qinghan's adventure experience being too rich, he would probably be shocked.
Under the light of the fire, the entire eighth layer had been completely presented in front of Mu Qinghan.
The so-called eighth floor is actually a burial chamber.
There are ten coffins in total, and they are very strangely arranged.
There are eight coffins on the ground, located in the east, south, west, north, southeast, southwest, northeast, northwest, and one in the center, and one in the center, while the tenth coffin hangs in the air, directly above the coffin in the center.
There was a hole in the lid of each of the nine coffins on the ground, into which eight chains as thick as arms were inserted, and the other end was tied to the hanging coffin.
The hanging coffin was bound by chains around it, perhaps it was Mu Qinghan's intrusion just now that brought in a trace of airflow, at this time the hanging coffin was swinging slightly, and the nine chains were also shaking slightly, making a sonorous metal impact.
"Wow, Mu Qinghan, what's going on?" Xiaoice jumped onto Mu Qinghan's shoulder.
Mu Qinghan frowned, and slowly spit out the four words, "Nine corpses pack coffin!"
"Nine corpses?"
Mu Qinghan didn't explain much, his gaze fell on a stone tablet in the Nine Corpses Coffin Array.
Mu Qinghan cautiously walked to the stele and swept away the dust on the stele with his palm.
There are only three lines of words on the stele.
The first line: dust does not return to dust, earth does not return to earth, does not ascend to the heavenly realm, does not return to the underworld, does not enter reincarnation.
The second line: In the second year of Qianhua, nine of us pressed the coffin with nine corpses, suppressed demons in the Eight Desolate Linglong Tower, and did not see the sun and moon for a thousand years without regrets!
The third line is also the largest line in the font.
"Death to the trespasser!"
Mu Qinghan frowned slightly, and he didn't know what the first line of words meant.
The second line of words, Qianhua, this is the name of the ancient Chinese Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms Hou Liang, Qianhua two years, carefully calculated, then the meaning of this sentence is that the nine people in the wooden coffin on the ground sacrificed their lives, more than a thousand years ago, the demon was trapped in the hanging coffin, so they did not see the light of day for thousands of years, but they also had no regrets.
"I haven't seen the sun and the moon for a thousand years, could it be that the age of this Nine Corpses Coffin Formation is a thousand years?" Mu Qinghan thought in his heart.
Needless to say, the third line of words is needless to say, Mu Qinghan has seen these four words in many places, although in most cases, the appearance of these four words means a certain danger, but Mu Qinghan will not see these four words and turn his head and leave.
"Hey, it's so gloomy here, Mu Qinghan, you hurry up and find out what treasure there is, let's leave if you take it." ”
Mu Qinghan stared at the hanging coffin, "This formation is at the cost of the lives of nine people, and it is set up in this Eight Desolation Exquisite Pagoda with an incomparably complex structure, it seems that the suppression is not an ordinary thing. ”
"Forget it, this is the formation arranged by the predecessors, the top of the Linglong Pagoda is Yenching University, if you accidentally destroy here, the school will also suffer, forget it, baby, let's go back." ”
"Ah, let's go, then aren't we in vain?" The ice carp was obviously more interested in exploring the treasure than Mu Qinghan.
Mu Qinghan shook his head, "You little guy, you are more greedy than me, let's go, let's go, don't ruin the school for a treasure." There are tens of thousands of innocent students up there. ”
"Hmph, it's not fun to follow you at all, you have this kind of character, you don't know how to die in the Outlands, I'm telling you, the Outlands are a hundred times crueler than your planet, oh, no, it's ten thousand times, a million times!"
Mu Qinghan could only smile and shake his head. He didn't want to explain too much, so he turned around and prepared to leave.
At this moment, suddenly, the nine chains behind Mu Qinghan began to shake, and this time, it was not a slight shaking.
Bang bang bang, the chains shook like swings, hitting each other.
Mu Qinghan stopped in his footsteps, and he slowly turned around.
The nine wooden coffins on the ground, the coffin lids inch by inch, inch by inch, are moving!
And the hanging coffin above his head also began to sway from side to side.
Mu Qinghan's color was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "It seems to be a little troublesome this time." ”
"You!" In the tomb, a low voice suddenly sounded, as if it came from ancient times, "It's actually a living person!"
The sound came from the hanging coffin.
"Hahaha, hahaha, thief God, you didn't expect that the Nine Great Grandmasters teamed up to suppress me here by despicable means, but after a thousand years, it was you humans who released me!"
"What if you trap me for a thousand years!" the voice suddenly became irritable, "A thousand years have passed, you can't trap me for a long time, look at you now, haven't you become my puppet!"
"What about the Eight Desolations Exquisite Tower, hasn't it been broken yet?" The hanging coffin shook more and more violently, and the man's voice became more and more crazy, "Hahahaha! I'm back, you all have to die!"
"Boy, I woke up a hundred years ago, but I couldn't open this door, and thanks to you, I broke the door of death of the Eight Desolations Exquisite Tower, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, someone can really break this door of death! A living person can actually break the door of death, this is not the will of heaven!"
"Since you're here, don't be in a hurry to leave, I'll use your blood to sacrifice my banner!"
With a bang, the hanging coffin exploded, and the thick chains that were originally tied to the hanging coffin were instantly broken piece by piece, scattering in all directions!
From the hanging coffin, a "person" slowly stood up.
Trapped for thousands of years, this thing is not rotten in the flesh, and it looks handsome, with a black robe and long hair draped behind him.
A typical man in costume is still a handsome guy, put it in a costume drama, I don't know how many girls will be worshiped as a male god...
The man had nine chains in his hands, and his eyes were full of fiery excitement.
As soon as he pulled the chain in his hand, the lid of the nine wooden coffins shattered instantly.
"If you can get here, you must be doing well, just right, you have played tricks with my newly acquired little brothers, and you have also made them move their muscles. ”
Nine wooden coffins, nine people stood up!
The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth raised slightly, and he snorted coldly, "Nine corpses pressed the coffin? Just by you, do you really think you can suppress me? A thousand years ago, you sacrificed for righteousness, did you ever think that a thousand years later, you would become my killing machine?"
"I just want you to die without turning a blind eye!"
Mu Qinghan looked at the man in black coldly.
What about the fact that there are only some poisonous beasts in the fallen tower? In order to point points, release this guy, if this is spread, it seems a little embarrassing!