Mu Fengming's situation at the moment was much better than Lu Chen expected.

Not only did the power of merit on his body withstand the impact of this extreme yin and bloody qi, but the defensive power of the various magic weapons carried by the old gentleman was also released at this time.

At this moment, Lu Chen was already deeply aware that the success of this underground palace expedition probably depended largely on this old gentleman.

The group cheered up and cautiously pushed inside.

With the help of the light emitted by the Spirit Pearl, Lu Chen noticed that there were still many exquisite Buddhist portraits on the wall of the fork on the left.

Unlike at the beginning, the golden Buddha portrait on the wall of this passage could not even detect a trace of positive yang qi!

The Buddha statue, which was supposed to be full of righteousness and golden light to ward off evil spirits, was beautiful, but it had already become eclipsed and had no mana.

This is also because of the erosion of the bloody qi, among these Buddha statues that were originally used for suppression, not only was the righteous qi exhausted, but there was even a faint dark red bloody qi.

This has been eroded by the blood and evil qi for many years, and the Buddha statue cannot play its due role, not to mention, but has become a mutated and demonized Buddha statue.

Lu Chen had no doubt that if it weren't for the fact that everyone's surroundings were shrouded by the power of his merits, not to mention the raging bloody qi, even the aura on these Buddha statues would also affect everyone's spiritual wisdom to a great extent.

But the most powerful thing about any Buddha statue is actually the power of faith.

And the power of faith is the most likely to affect the human mind.

This is why the older generation often says that some gods and Buddha idols cannot be worshipped, let alone invited.

If you are unlucky, you will not only not be able to get protection, but you may also attract bad luck.

Because sometimes ghosts and evil spirits can hide in Buddha statues, steal fireworks from the world, and constantly strengthen themselves.

After reaching a certain level, in turn, more power and luck are absorbed from the believers, so that the worshippers continue to suffer.

Lu Chen had been carefully observing the situation in the dungeon.

The deeper you go, the stronger the structure of this dungeon becomes.

The little fox told Lu Chen that the stone walls behind him were soaked with the pure yang true blood of the Buddhist monks.

Otherwise, I am afraid that it would have already been invaded and collapsed by the bloody qi.

It seems that the original designers had anticipated the current situation and responded to it as much as possible.

The group of six continued on for about three minutes.

Suddenly, a heart-wrenching roar rang out, stirring through the passage, making people dizzy.

Lu Chen frowned slightly, and the power of merit in his body was further urged.

In an instant, the aura built by the power of merit was originally only spread out within three zhang, but now it has directly doubled.

The expressions of the people shrouded in this invisible barrier finally relaxed, and after a few seconds, their eyes regained clarity.

And this time, Han Tianxing, who had been guarding Mu Fengming's side, even turned his head and solemnly hugged his fist towards Lu Chen.

Obviously, this sudden weird roar just now affected even Han Tianxing.

Although he could finally bear it with his strength, if there was no Lu Chen's move, it would definitely not be so easy.

As for the others, except for Mu Feng, who had been walking in front, he had a magic weapon to protect his body, and his eyes quickly recovered after a brief look of confusion, while Qingyunzi and the others were affected to varying degrees.

Even if Lu Chen had already doubled the scope of the power of merit in the first place, and his strength had also doubled, it took everyone several seconds to fully recover.

Everyone stopped in unison, listening to the direction from which the roar just came from and looked at it from a distance, with a look of vigilance in their eyes.

At the end of the passage, a faint glow with a bloody light appeared at some point.

With this strange light, everyone faintly saw that once again, a huge stone gate about three meters high and engraved with complex patterns appeared to block the way.

The scene in front of me is familiar!

It's like the stone gate that appears after entering the corridor.

The point is, except for the bloody aura that lingers around it, every detail seems to be exactly the same.

Including the left and right two swallows, a sword and a seal are the same.

For a moment, everyone even had the same idea.

They went around in a circle and came back to square one.

However, this thought was soon diluted by a burly bloody corpse that appeared in front of him.

In front of the stone gate, a bloody corpse that rushed out of the secret room gradually stood up slowly from its crouching state.

Its eyes bloomed with a strange brilliance, as if it naturally carried a breathtaking power.

At this moment, its eyes had locked on everyone, the fangs in its mouth were exposed, and the red glow in its eyes became more dazzling.

Han Tianxing frowned, and without saying anything, he dragged Mu Fengming, who was walking in the front, behind him.

With a flip of his palm, a blue spell suddenly appeared, emitting a crackling arc sound.

The thunder light that lingered on it was exactly the same as the Infinite Five Thunder Spell that Lu Chen had cast before.

The same Maoshan Five Thunder Mantra.

It's just that Han Tianxing in front of him is using a spell to urge, and Lu Chen is purely relying on his own strength to cast it.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple.

In the Dao Gate, the level of the spell also applies to this law.

However, although it was slightly inferior to the power that Lu Chen had exerted before, it should be enough to deal with the blood corpse in front of him.

And Han Tianxing looked extremely energetic, and in his other hand, he had already clasped the seven-star sword tied to his back in his hand.

The sword shone brightly, and a dragon groan faintly emitted.

Roar!

Obviously stimulated by the dangerous aura released by Han Tianxing, the burly blood corpse slumped slightly, letting out a heart-rending roar.

Shout!

Suddenly, the bloody corpse moved.

His legs kicked the ground suddenly, and his body turned into an off-string arrow, rolling up a fishy wind and sweeping towards Han Tianxing.

"Uncle Shi be careful, this is a blood corpse of the middle grade of the Xuan Rank!"

Qing Yunzi judged the strength of this blood corpse at a glance, and couldn't help but exclaim.

As he spoke, Qing Yunzi dodged behind Han Tianxing, blocking Mu Fengming's comprehensiveness, only half a position behind his senior uncle.

The money sword had already been held in his hand, and the halo flowed.

And the money dart in the left hand is also shining with golden light, ready to go.

Right now, Qingyunzi's strength is at the lower level of the Xuan Rank, and there is a possibility of a breakthrough at any time.

In fact, he has been affected by anger for many years, and his cultivation has stagnated because of this.

His real strength doesn't stop there.

If you can completely clear the anger on your body, with a little guidance, and use the power of merit you have accumulated, it will be easy to reach the middle grade of the Xuan Rank.

However, when facing this bloody corpse, even if it is not the first to bear the brunt, Qingyunzi is under great pressure.