Zhang Xuan groaned in his heart, and then the luster in his hand flashed again, and a low-grade spirit stone was suspended above Zhang Xuan's right hand. A faint halo came out of it, and Zhang Xuan's left hand was the guide, and with a spin in the air, a spiritual power was released from the spirit stone.

Zhang Xuan's body shook slightly, and his sturdy body was like a bottomless pit, allowing the fountain of spiritual power to attack him. Dark green ripples rippled from Zhang Xuan's body, and it didn't take long for Zhang Xuan to stand up, and two blade-like lights erupted from his eyes.

The "click" sound sounded again, and the speed was even faster than before. Because it was only a few tens of breaths of effort, a low-grade spirit stone disappeared completely. At this time, Zhang Xuan clenched into a fist, and his strong power spread out to all sides.

"I have finally regained my peak strength, and now the survival rate in this Ten Thousand Bones Tomb has also increased a lot. Zhang Xuan said with bated breath, then glanced around and found that the scenes around him switched again.

The picture changes abruptly, and the surroundings are snow-white.

The criss-crossing white bones, the endless dead qi that lingered in all directions, all swept towards Zhang Xuan like a storm crashing on the shore. The cold wind, the gloomy sky and the disturbing sound of ghosts added a bit of solemnity and horror to the scene.

Zhang Xuan's throat couldn't help but swallow, and the power in his body shook suddenly, relying on the power in his body, he was still able to temporarily suppress that oppressive and weird atmosphere.

Because just now, Zhang Xuan felt that a strange power seemed to be attached to his body, giving people an extremely disgusting feeling. But at this time, he almost didn't feel that disgusting.

Then Zhang Xuan moved his heavy steps and moved forward step by step. He didn't continue to attack the wall for the time being, because the previous attack almost killed him.

Although the scene has changed, the high wall seems to be there all along, and Zhang Xuan already has some guesses in his heart. The exit must be in the middle of the high wall, but there is no other way to deal with it for the time being, so I can only take one step at a time.

Let's take a look at this kind of ghost place first.

Zhang Xuan pondered in his heart, and then a strong wind burst out of his body, and it could be seen that his figure began to step forward, and at this time, his eyes were like electricity, and he swept strongly, not letting go of a trace at all.

"I hope there is something here that can improve my strength, otherwise I really want to be trapped in this kind of ghost place and never be able to get out?"

Along with Zhang Xuan's footsteps, there was a crisp clicking sound all around. "Damn, another bone has been broken by me!" Zhang Xuan's face turned red, not only did he say loudly.

But at this time, he was helpless, because there were too many white bones here. There are so many that there are almost every step, and when the bones are shattered, there are terrible ghost sounds wafting out.

I saw a figure coming directly towards Zhang Xuan, and the dead air spread all over his body, but the killing machine swept in like a substance.

Zhang Xuan had no choice but to poke out his thick hand like lightning, and the golden Buddha light flowed strongly in the palm of his hand. The Buddha's light roared, and the golden and jet-black aircurrents crisscrossed the void, and in a few breaths, the jet-black airflow was shaken apart.

A mournful voice echoed through the void, and the surrounding dead air seemed to grow thicker. The surrounding power was circulating rapidly, but at this time, there was a power that Zhang Xuan couldn't see at all leaping from the place where the ghost disappeared.

"Zhang Xuan, get out of the way!" An extremely anxious voice suddenly sounded from Zhang Xuan's body. Zhang Xuan was suddenly startled, and then his figure suddenly retreated, and suddenly pulled up a burst of afterimages.

However, it was a step too late, and the invisible and strange power had already submerged into Zhang Xuan's body and disappeared. Zhang Xuan suddenly felt a strange power on his body, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Yuxin beauty, what's going on?" Zhang Xuan was anxious, so he hurriedly asked. However, at this time, Yuxin let out a long sigh and did not speak.

"What the hell is going on, I'm dying!" Zhang Xuan almost cracked his head, and his eyes were about to glow blood-red. Obviously, Zhang Xuan was already very restless at this time, because this was the first time in a long time that he felt unprecedented fear.

"You have been cursed by death, the white bone resentment just now is very deep, and then you trampled on it, so the white bone soul poured into the whole body at the last moment and cursed you, and now you are cursed by him!"

Yuxin's red dress is windless, although it is beautiful and moving, but there is no joy in that beautiful face. Some are just melancholy and full of sadness, but they add a bit of vicissitudes of beauty.

"Damn! I'm so unlucky, it seems that the strange power in me is the power of the curse. Zhang Xuan frowned and said heavily.

"Is there any way to solve it?" Zhang Xuan's eyes swelled with a hint of coldness, exuding a fierce fierceness.

"There are naturally methods, but they are more demanding, and they may not be able to be completely suppressed. However, it seems that there should be a lot of certainty now, after all, this death curse is not powerful. ”

Yuxin's red lips opened lightly, and a pleasant voice sounded in Zhang Xuan's ears. At this time, Zhang Xuan was in no mood to tease Yu Xin at all, his face was only serious, and nothing else.

"Then let's talk about what the method is, I, Zhang Xuan, don't want to die in this place where birds don't!" Zhang Xuan's fists clenched suddenly, and he made a crisp sound. The dead air of the eight directions suddenly attacked like a stream in all directions.

"Death Qi is naturally the power of the Yin, and only the power of the Yang can lift this curse of death. Yuxin paused, and then said slowly. You can feel the heaviness in the other person's words.

"Okay, Zhigang Zhiyang, I have it!" Zhang Xuan was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately screamed, and his whole body suddenly shone brightly. There were countless brilliant Buddha lights and the power of the true dragon in all directions, and the surrounding area suddenly roared.

Feeling the majesty of the power, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but let out a sound in intoxication. Because at this time, he no longer felt the power of the curse just now, "It seems that the power of the curse has been purified." ”

Zhang Xuan thought in his heart, and the voice of Yuxin continued to sound in Zhang Xuan's ears. "The power of the curse has been temporarily suppressed by your mighty supreme power, but that doesn't mean that the power of the curse has been purified by you.

If your strength is exhausted, or when the power of the Extreme Yang is extremely lacking, the power of the curse will take the opportunity to enter and erode you again. You'll really be in a puddle of blood. ”