Chapter 8, Demon God Tomb

"Yes, young master. Take a look around for yourself. ”

Hearing this, a few people hurriedly looked around, and sure enough, it was really the most rumored Demon God Tomb in Guan Town, Shen Xian panicked before, and his group didn't pay attention to the environment next to him, but after seeing it clearly, a group of people broke out in a cold sweat.

"Young Master... Below is the Demon God Mound, there is no way he will survive. ”

Liguan town existed for two thousand years, according to legend, one day a thousand years ago, the weather was originally sunny, suddenly dark clouds, dark clouds pressed not long after, the air in mid-air seemed to be suddenly torn apart, there was a crack, a black fog dozens of times larger than Guanzhen in the crack drilled out, flew towards the back mountain, and then a man in white appeared out of thin air, wearing Taoist clothes, chasing towards the black shadow.

From that day on, there would be several red rays of light and several golden rays of light ten miles away from the back mountain.

I heard the old man who left Guan Town say that it was the birth of the demon god, and the strong man of the reincarnation hall of the first sect in the Mirror Mercy Continent came out of the mountain to suppress it, and finally sealed the demon god. It was suppressed in the depths of the back mountain.

For hundreds of years, there has been no shortage of people who do not believe in legends, down to martial artists, up to the first strong man who left Guan Town five hundred years ago, Xiong Kun in the realm of martial kings, hundreds of people, all of them have never returned.

"Forget it, it's really unlucky, let's go. "The Martial Kings are all dead inside, and they don't dare to shake around the Demon God Tomb, and when they walk, they used twelve points of strength, and the speed of going down the mountain was faster than when they were chasing Shen Xianxun.

Shen Xianxun's body kept falling, and there was a roaring wind in his ears, and he could barely open his eyes due to the strong wind.

"Old ...... Old Gao,"

Shen Xianxun tried to open his eyes and stretched out his hand to grab Lao Gao.

Just as he was about to grab Lao Gao, a circle of ripples rippled around Lao Gao's body, and ripples and distortions were visible to the naked eye in the air.

"It's ............"

The ripples that appeared out of thin air swallowed Shen Xianxun in one gulp, and before he had time to think about it, Shen Xianxun's eyes turned black and he fainted.

Tick tock,

I don't know how long it took, Shen Xianxun finally opened his eyes.

"Where is this?"

Enduring the pain of a fracture all over his body, he held on to the giant tree next to him and stood up one by one.

What greeted me was a blood-red sky, no, at least not all blood-red, and half of it was golden.

The sky, half blood-red, half-golden, the ground blackened to purple, and in the distance looked hazy like an altar building.

"Where's Lao Gao, Lao Gao!"

Looking around, Shen Xianxun felt as if he had entered another world, although he was curious about how he came to this place, but what worried him more was his adoptive father, Old Man Gao.

If you fall and don't die, it is likely that you have cultivated since you were a child, which has caused your physical fitness to far exceed that of ordinary people, plus there are some branches and the like as a buffer.

But Lao Gao is different, he is just an ordinary person, and he is still an old man.

Shen Xianxun, who was seriously injured, struggled to walk, and it took almost a minute to take a step.

Every 500 meters or so, the terrain changed, and the place where he stood was a bush, but on the left was a burning place, and on the right, there was a deep water tank.

"Old high..."

Shen Xianxun figured it out, in this kind of place, he was extremely lucky, so he didn't die, Lao Gao... A narrow escape.

"Damn the Li family!" Shen Xianxun clenched his fists.

"If I'm lucky enough to get out of here alive, I'm going to make you restless!"

The wound on Shen Xianxun's body cracked open again, and the blood was like an earthworm, slowly crawling all over his body.

"Imp, come, imp, come. ”

"What kind of person!" Shen Xianxun suddenly looked not far ahead, an ancient building, like an altar, but it seemed that because of a vicious battle, the altar portal was in a mess.

"The sound seems to come from inside!" Shen Xianxun stared at the altar and said.

"Hey, little ghost, are you looking for an old man...... Come on, come here. The eerie voice came out again.

But it sounds tempting.

"Lao Gao!" Shen Xianxun was startled.

"Hehe, there's a stone slab in front of you, just drop a drop of blood and you can come in. ”

"Slate?"

He looked down, and sure enough, there was a stone slab an arm's length away in front of him.

The dark stone slabs were carved with jerky words one by one.

Shen Xianxun squeezed his fingers, and a drop of blood slipped from his fingertips.

Da!

The blood dripped on the slate, retained for a few breaths, then vanished, as if absorbed by the slate, and then the words on the slate suddenly moved.

It emitted a faint golden light and spun rapidly.

Shen Xianxun looked at the spinning slate, and felt that his brain was also spinning with the slate, and he was dizzy.

It was dark in front of me, and when I opened my eyes again, the scene around me changed again.

Pitch-black stone pillars, a pitch-black stone monument, and a ......... not far away Black-red sarcophagus?

There seemed to be words on this stone tablet, Shen Xianxun took a few steps closer and read it carefully.

"The boy who slays the demon becomes a demon after all, and the last demon who survives becomes a savior!!"

What does this mean? Is there really such a thing as a demon in this world?

Shen Xianxun was confused and turned his head to look away. Suddenly, a man lying upside down on the ground appeared in his sight.

"Old Gao!"

has been with Lao Gao for more than ten years, and he remembers his clothes, hair, and body shape clearly.

Shen Xianxun walked towards the figure lying on the ground, the mist filled his eyes again, and he stretched out a hand that couldn't help but tremble.

"Boss Gao, Boss Gao?"

"Lao Gao, don't sleep, the sun is drying your ass. ”

"Old Gao......... Ah!!h

Pushing Lao Gao's corpse, Shen Xianxun almost collapsed, looking up to the sky and roaring angrily.

With this roar, the wound on his body suddenly opened again, and the severe pain made him almost faint in pain.

The whole body curled up into a ball, and the limbs couldn't help but tremble.

"Do you hate your weakness?"

"Don't you think you're useless, haha. ”

"Don't you feel like a failure if you can't even protect your own relatives?"

"Who!" There was an eerie mockery, and Shen Xianxun looked up blankly.

There are people in this place besides themselves?

"Hey, hey!" the eerie voice sounded again.

I saw a trace of black gas rising from the blood coffin in the center of the altar.

The black gas only covered the surface of the blood coffin, as if something invisible was blocking it.

"Who are you?" Shen Xianxun looked at the black mist and said.

"He's important to you?" the black shadow didn't answer Shen Xianxun's question, and asked indifferently.

"It's important!"

"Hey, hey, hey!" came a sinister laugh from the black mist.

"Please, you have a way to resurrect Lao Gao, right!"

Now his mind is full of guilt for Lao Gao, if it weren't for himself, he would have enjoyed his old age in peace, but now he ...... Died a tragic death.

"Hahaha!" Hearing Shen Xianxun's request, Black Mist couldn't stop laughing.

"Do you want to resurrect a dead man? Do you know what it costs?"

"What price?" Shen Xianxun gritted his teeth and said.

"Swap your soul!"

"Soul ........."

Shen Xianxun was silent, but after hesitating for three breaths, he made a decision.

"Okay, I promise you, what do I do. Shen Xianxun's eyes were full of determination, as if he had never been so serious.

"You get up, put your palm on this bloody coffin, and then empty yourself, no matter how painful it is, you can't let go, or ......... You'll never wake up!"

"Good ........." Shen Xianxun supported the ground with both hands with difficulty, slowly allowed himself to stand firm, and walked towards the blood coffin step by step according to what the black mist said, and then pressed his hand on the blood coffin.

"Bright and bright!"

After Shen Xianxun put his hand on the blood coffin, the black mist immediately climbed on his arm, and the black mist slowly began to spread from his arm, and the pitch-black mist was like a spider's web, densely covering his body.

"Si ......" Shen Xianxun gasped in his heart.

"It hurts!!" was about to open his mouth to ask him if he was okay, but he found that he couldn't make a sound at all, no, not just a sound, he seemed to be unable to do anything but breathe now, as if he had lost control of his body.

"Haha, boy, don't bother, you can't move!"

The black mist seemed to be able to sense Shen Xianxun's thoughts, and opened his mouth to laugh.

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